I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

"Hey... Nan." Conan suddenly raised his head and stared at a place with a serious expression.

Nan Ling didn't lift his head, "Didn't you say you're going to call me Brother Nan—"

Conan ignored him this time, lowered his voice and said, "Look."

Nan Ling' huh? ' With a sound, he followed Conan's line of sight.

—Then his expression froze wonderfully.

...

After hesitating for a while, Moro decided to return to the scene.

In fact, he could have evacuated before the venue was blocked, but after receiving Chat's email... He began to worry about whether he had left any hidden dangers, so he decided to come back and check.

Of course, the main purpose is to see if Chat is still in the field, and it feels too bad to be watched without realizing it.

He was still dressed in black, and the style was a little strange—it was similar to a modern version of hunting clothes, not as heavy as the formal hunting clothes, and the structure was simplified, but it still didn't look very convenient for movement.

But for Moro, handsome is the first.

After all, being strong is only a temporary thing, but being handsome is a lifetime thing.

What's more, this dress is not as conspicuous as he usually wears, it can only be regarded as more individual.

But in the eyes of Conan, it looks extremely suspicious.

"I said," Nan Ling turned his eyes to Moruo's clothes - too strong eyes are more conspicuous than light bulbs for people in their profession, if you stare at your face, it won't last a few seconds You will be discovered--slowly pondering your own words, "You are so excited now that you see a person in black clothes and think he is an organization person?"

Is it wrong to like to wear black clothes? Although he himself has no specific requirements for colors, there will always be people who like to wear black clothes, right?

What's more, black clothes are thinner and can absorb heat in winter, which is much warmer than white clothes.

Conan reluctantly gave Nan Ling a roll of eyes, "Of course not. But don't you think that person is suspicious?"

Nan Ling's expression was tangled for a while, "Uh...Should I think so?"

Conanmer.

He decided to skip the topic, "Look at the clothes he's wearing. If he came to a golf club, he wouldn't wear such cumbersome and inconvenient clothes."

"This isn't a real golf club," Nan Ling said of course. "This is a 'charity' club. People come to socialize."

Okay, in fact, he just wanted to slap Conan.

"But the theme is sports after all." Conan retorted, "Look at the others, except him, no one wears clothes that are inconvenient to move."

"Wearing such inconvenient clothes, still pure black, and appearing on the scene at such a time..."

Nan Ling didn't speak, his eyes shifted to Conan's little suit that had never changed.

tease me? Are you telling me that suits make it easier to move?

Is it such a double standard?

But then he thought of the scene where Conan was playing football in this suit, and the scene where he skated, and...

never mind.

Nan Ling sighed.

Moro, don't say I haven't worked hard, I'm already trying to clear your suspicions. But the sensitivity of Conan's organizational radar is about to catch up with Haibara Ai, and he can't do anything about it.

This was Moruo's own death, so he shouldn't be blamed.

——However, Nan Ling didn't know that Moruo planned to come back just because he received his email.

"Then let's assume he is a member of that organization." Nan Ling shrugged, "What are you going to do? If there is no evidence, the police can't arrest him even here."

"Um..." Conan rubbed his chin and fell into contemplation.

"Wait." Nan Ling always had a bad feeling, "You don't want to confront him directly."

Considering Conan's usual rashness, it doesn't seem impossible...

"Ok……"

"Don't just say 'um'!" Nan Ling grabbed Conan's shoulder and shook it vigorously, "Be sober, you're just a child, and the opposite is a dangerous murderer!"

Even if you have a bunch of props and the protagonist's halo, it's not the reason for you to be so rambunctious!

"Ah... Wait a minute... Brother Nan." Conan was so shaken by Nan Ling that he couldn't say a whole sentence.

Nan Ling let go of his hand and raised his eyebrows, "Speak?"

Conan thought about his words, and said cautiously, "I think, if I can successfully attack with an anesthesia needle—"

"—Don't even think about it." Nan Ling said quickly without blinking, "I won't let you do this."

Just kidding, no matter if Conan's plan is successful or not, he won't get much benefit.

If Conan succeeds, what awaits him will be mission failure and Gin's deadly chain of calls. Nan Ling can't be bothered to deal with gin in a bad mood.

If Conan doesn't make it...

Wouldn't it be cool for Conan?

Therefore, I want to strangle the heart of Conan's troubles in the cradle. Nan Ling thought about it and then stretched out his hand and rubbed Conan's hair violently, "Just be honest with me, do you know how dangerous this is?"

Conan was rubbed all over the place by Nan Ling, and his glasses almost fell off his face, but he still said stubbornly, "But..."

"But what?" Nan Ling restrained his expression and said lightly.

Conan looked at Nan Ling's face and wisely chose to shut up.

"Good." Nan Ling changed into a smiling expression in a second, full of affinity.

Conan responded hesitantly, his eyes still fixed on Moro.

... He didn't give in because Nan Ling's expressionless face was scary just now! Absolutely not!

Moro glanced over here with a sense of awareness, and found that a little kid who looked like a student was staring at him.

He was inexplicably relieved.

Fortunately, this kid can't be Chat. No matter how powerful he is, it is impossible for him to shrink his bones~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Looking at his own reasons, most of it is because of his clothes.

Humph, this is designed by myself, it is handsome and stylish, without any shortcomings!

...Except for the fact that the fabric may be a little more expensive.

Moro thought sadly about his savings balance and felt a throbbing in his heart.

Therefore, you must do a good job in the black organization, because what they give... is really a lot!

And I still have a name at the blue origin, so...

You can get two paychecks!

If you work harder and do a few more missions, you might be able to buy the crystal ball that you liked before - it was made by a real witch, and it is said to be the descendant of red magic... In short, not only The style is good-looking and has real magic power. This kind of good thing must be won by yourself!

The future of the brewery, Sakura Moro, was so determined.