I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

Conan didn't expect that the "Youth Detective Team" that was like a child's play might actually find clues about the Black Organization this time.

Here's the thing - their classmates found them and said that their brother had been missing for several days. Want them to help find someone.

In the end, it doesn't matter if you find it, Conan and the others directly discovered a counterfeit banknote manufacturing base. And that classmate's brother was kidnapped because of his painter to help them print counterfeit money.

And those people... When those who have seen them describe their characteristics, they are very similar to the black-clothed organization he has been looking for.

Conan frowned and pursed his lips. After entering the door of the newspaper office, he ran up the stairs.

Mingming had told them before that he had to wait at the gate, and it was best not to leave the gate of the police station - he himself used Kudo Shinichi's voice to call the police at the Muki Police Department through his voice-changing bow tie.

The police should come soon, and they will naturally take care of this matter - this kind of thing is not something that their group of elementary school students should be involved in.

But I didn't expect that when he came back, all those people had already entered.

——He could think with his toes that it must be Yuanta that guy is too curious and impatient, and Mitsuhiko must be helping.

That newly transferred girl is called Haibara Ai? She looked quite rational, but she didn't expect to be someone who would make a fool of yourself with the group of elementary school students.

...That's right, aside from myself, they are all elementary school students.

But that's not the reason for them to take such a risk.

Conan stopped in front of a door with a light on, gasping for breath, unable to calm his heartbeat at all.

Genta and Ayumi's voices came vaguely from the door, and Conan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It looks like they haven't had an accident yet, great, let's get them out of here now...

Just when his hand was about to touch the doorknob, Conan felt something cold push against the back of his head.

"The detective game is over. Little brother."

He felt his whole body's blood cooling down.

……

Nan Ling walked up the stairs slowly, and the Martin boots made a rhythmic dull sound as they stepped on the concrete steps.

Silver Spoon - of course - didn't understand his act of rushing in by himself.

He even thought for a moment that Qi had suddenly lost his mind and went crazy. Otherwise, a person who is usually very cautious, why would he suddenly want to enter the enemy's base camp alone?

But Nan Ling has his own reasons.

And this reason, obviously, is because Conan is also there.

As we all know, Conan comes with the halo of death and wisdom. Anyone who is hostile to him—except for gin—will involuntarily lower their IQ.

Then, as long as Nan Ling followed behind him, the difficulty of this 'dungeon' was equivalent to changing from difficult to easy.

There is no danger to the juvenile detective team, so these few people will not pose any danger to him.

Nan Ling climbed the last step while thinking, and almost at the same time as his footsteps—

——Boom!

I saw Conan kicked a black unknown object from the corridor into the house, followed by a surprised cry in the house. And Conan's own sneakers are still flashing blue lights that are very bad at first glance.

Oh, there was a comatose strong man lying beside his feet.

Nan Ling... Nan Ling was stunned on the spot.

However, it may be because he stood motionless at the entrance of the stairs like a statue for a while, and was wearing dark clothes, Conan, who was already half-in-the-room, didn't notice him.

"Impossible! Inuyama clearly got rid of you—" An unbelievable female voice came from the back room.

"This big man was originally called Inuyama." Conan pulled the adult man's upper body into the room with one hand - Nan Ling frowned at the sight - and made a voice full of wisdom, "I'm sorry, I let him sleep first. on."

Nan Ling silently watched Conan enter the room, and then there was a crackling sound inside.

He sighed and looked up at the sky... Well, he is indoors now, so let's look up at the ceiling.

It should be that Conan did something good with his Kexue sneakers.

While thinking about it, Nan Ling walked steadily into the ill-fated innocent house—and nearly tripped over the paint bucket at the door.

He glanced down at the bucket.

... Conan seems to be kicking this just now, right?

"Who are you?" Several people in the room were taken aback by the sudden appearance of Nan Ling. Among them, Conan's reaction was the most violent.

Maybe it's because Nan Ling didn't wear all black today, but the color is rather dull.

Especially with the black windbreaker that is almost the same style as gin, it really doesn't look like a good person.

Nan Ling raised his head and saw the chaotic situation in the house——

There is a paint bucket at Conan's feet that is exactly the same as the one who almost tripped over Nan Ling just now. He is maintaining a posture of kicking. Two of the three people in black clothes on the opposite side have fallen, and the remaining woman, although the leader of the criminal gang, is also panic-stricken.

The young detective team shrank in the corner and shivered. Ayumi, who was less timid, looked like she was about to cry, and was trying her best to cover her mouth.

As for Haibara Ai...

She is quite special, perfectly interpreting the phrase 'the wind and rain are like a mountain' in a chaotic environment.

Because she was holding a pistol at the only woman in black, her hands were so steady that she didn't look like a primary school student.

It seemed that if Nan Ling hadn't just come in, she would have shot directly.

Nan Ling raised his eyebrows, stepped across the messy ground, bent down slightly and snatched the gun from the stunned Hui Yuanai.

"Children, don't play with this kind of thing." He said in a low voice, his voice was a little hoarse because of the deliberate change of voice, and it seemed even more ambiguous under the mask.

How dangerous, Nan Ling dare not let her continue to hold this kind of weapon.

... What if she doesn't like her~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and shoots herself?

The moment Haihara Ai came in, her body involuntarily froze in place.

organization? Is this familiar sense of danger an organization? Has the organization found itself?

No……

Haibara Ai took a deep breath.

Although... although it is very similar. But no.

And the previous sense of danger gradually subsided with the man's actions, and was replaced by a strange sense of familiarity.

Familiar, but very unfamiliar...?

Graybara frowned.

It's really strange, have you seen him somewhere before?

Unlike Haihara Ai, who was in a tangled state of thinking, Conan looked at Nan Ling cautiously without any hesitation.

Let's not mention why Haiyuan looks like she has touched a gun - her abnormality can be considered later, and the most important thing now is this new adult.

"...An accomplice?" He narrowed his eyes, and at the same time quickly calculated the probability that he succeeded in bringing down this group of people.

- The results were not satisfactory.

The man who just came in and the previous woman formed an unfortunate situation of two buns. It would be too difficult to subdue these two people while protecting Ayumi and the others.

Conan gritted his teeth.

Could it be... Are you going to explain it here today?