I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

Nan Ling's next life in Japan was peaceful.

After all, there are only a few days left for the holiday. If the organization still asks him to work overtime, it would be a shame.

In the past few days, he sent Zhu Fu Jingguang away. He didn't know where he went, and Nan Ling didn't care about his destination.

Don't come out before the main thread. Otherwise, your own life is at risk.

Less than a week later, Nan Ling set off and flew back to Western Europe. Antoine and DK had already gone back ahead of him, and even had a mission in Western Europe during his absence.

There are still two years before the next important main storyline - the exposure of Akai Shuichi.

So Nan Ling took it for granted that the next two years would be calm, allowing him to finally enjoy the old life of Xianyu before the main story began.

The tasks of the research team can be handed out to their subordinates, and the tasks of the action team only need to be fished, and it won't be too difficult anyway.

Nan Ling couldn't help but start to imagine his happy life in the future.

It turns out that he thinks too much.

Existing in Conan's world, how can there be a time when things are really calm?

…

"Bourbon? How did Bourbon come to Western Europe?"

Nan Ling rubbed his forehead.

This is the fourth month since he returned to Europe from Japan.

Reported seeing Bourbon around one of the organization's trading partners.

I didn't expect to see the main character again so soon.

"I don't know, hasn't Bourbon always been a mystic?" Antoine replied, looking at the report in his hand.

Hmm, I seem to have heard a familiar answer.

By the way, when he asked Gin why Belmod was in Japan, Gin answered the same way.

Nan Ling seems to understand why Jin Jiu hates this kind of person so much. The feeling that this kind of thing is out of control is really annoying.

Bourbon...

Nan Ling didn't want to meet him, so if you don't need to go out recently, don't go out.

The last time we met was on that rooftop... I thought that Zhu Fu Jingguang's body was taken away by me for an experiment. At that time, Bourbon's eyes were so frightening that he shivered all over.

So scary, so scary. You can't provoke such a person yourself.

Nan Ling glanced at his schedule.

This week, there is only a trip tomorrow night. Because it is the transfer of a large number of drugs, he must go there in person.

Nan Ling had already distributed those tasks that did not require him to go personally to the people below.

Old salted fish.

It's only for one night, so it shouldn't be such a coincidence that I met Toru Amuro.

Shouldn't it be?

…

Nan Ling entered the bar with a mask on.

This bar is an information transfer station known to the nearby underground forces, or a trading floor.

No one's going to do it here unless you want to taste those two Colt pythons that the bartender keeps under the counter.

Nan Ling attracted many people's attention as soon as he came in, but everyone turned their heads silently when they noticed his outfit.

Black baseball cap, black mask, shawl, black hair, and black sportswear.

The organization's actions are very low-key, but inevitably known to many. They don't know the specific situation of the organization, they only know that they are a particularly difficult group of people.

And this person dressed up has appeared very frequently in the past year, and it is said that he is the leader of this organization. Even if not, the status is high.

They don't want to provoke a huge and extremely mysterious organization for no reason.

Nan Ling sat down in front of the bar: "Boss, have a charter."

…

Amuro heard this sentence as soon as he entered the door.

The memory of that night on the rooftop instantly appeared in his mind.

The gunshot, the broken phone, the silent Scotland, the rye with the gun, and...

Charter's indifference to human life, he also left Scotland's body.

Toru Amuro even swayed a bit before he stood still.

Nan Ling heard the sound of someone entering the door, and turned to take a look.

Then he quickly turned his head back.

what happened? He thought a little stiffly.

What the hell?

No way, ah, ah, why did I just bump into Bourbon? Why am I so unlucky!

Nan Ling turned his head indifferently on the surface.

Of course, it was actually a little panic.

No, it was very panic.

Who will tell him why Bourbon appeared in front of him inexplicably at this time and place?

Nan Ling suddenly regretted his last act of drawing hatred.

But he had to take Zhu Fu Jingguang's body away, anyway, he would forge this revenge anyway. It's better to kill the hatred. So much fun.

...funny! Nan Ling thought through gritted teeth. I can't wait to go back and slap to wake up the self at that time.

Is it so difficult to speak well? What are you doing with such an arrogant attitude?

How cool he was then, how embarrassing he is now.

How is he going to face Amuro and go up to say hello? As if nothing happened? That will definitely be more hated by him!

Just stay there and pretend you didn't see it? But he clearly saw him, and Bourbon should have seen himself...

"Chart?" A gruff voice sounded beside his ear. "You're younger than I thought."

Nan Ling breathed a sigh of relief and watched a strong white man sit down beside him.

"Don't judge a book by its cover. You must be Mr. Camp?"

"I am." Camp gave Nan Ling a look at the suitcase he was carrying. "The money is here, what about the goods?"

Nan Ling took out a small box from his coat pocket. After opening, there are transparent glass test tubes, and the blue solution is very dazzling under the light.

"Well, check it out." Nan Ling raised his chin.

"No need." Camp closed the lid. Handed the suitcase in his hand to Nan Ling. "I trust your credibility."

"Oh." Nan Ling replied absentmindedly. Opened the suitcase and glanced. The number should be correct. "Have fun with it. I'm sorry."

"Mr. Chater is in such a hurry? Won't you stay for a few more drinks?"

"No, there are other things to do tonight." Nan Ling smiled at Kemp, "Mr. Kemp is a cheerful person. I am looking forward to the next cooperation."

Just kidding, how dare Bourbon stay here? Stay ass! Slip away quickly.

…

Toru Amuro appeared here today, of course, not entirely because of coincidence.

Recently, there has been a serial murder case in Japan.

Originally, this is not a big deal in Japan, where cases are frequent. But this time the prisoner used the method of poisoning. Even if it is poisoned, this poison is still very vicious. The incubation period is 12 hours, during which bruises will gradually appear on the victim's body as if being beaten by someone, and finally spread all over the body and die from poison.

More importantly, there is currently no cure for this poison.

In other words, after the victim knew that he had been poisoned, he could only watch his life pass by little by little. No matter what you do, you can't delay your own death for even a second.

This caused widespread panic among the people, and the incident was so serious that the police had reported it.

As mentioned above, there seems to be a similar murder case in France, which is far away in Europe.

But at present, the number is very small, and the public security in Western countries is generally very poor. There may be more than two or three people dying on the streets every day. How can anyone notice these strange corpses. UU reading www. uukanshu. com

As a result, this matter did not attract enough attention, and the police report only mentioned it, and there was no definite evidence, it was just a rumor.

But since there are no other useful clues at the moment, Toru Amuro came to France to try his luck.

Who knows, it really made him investigate something.

A relatively large gang in Paris, the "Blood Crossbow Arrow", has recently had an unusual move.

Their recent actions have been extremely arrogant, multiplying in size. Not only that, but among the forces opposed to them, there are several people whose death status is very similar to those cases in Japan.

So Toru Amuro had a rough idea of ​​the organization's structure. And the person he was following today, Camp, was the second-in-command of the Blood Arrow.

He didn't expect to gain something so soon, but unexpectedly, there was quite a lot of gain tonight.

He recognized Chat the moment he heard the voice and saw the back. He was dressed like that night, all in black.

It's almost like it grew out of the mud.

Amuro was disgusted by this.

And his intuition told him that what was in the box should be the poison used by the blood crossbow arrows to kill their opponents, and also the poison used in the Japanese serial murder case.

Not only did I see the poison trading scene, but I also accidentally learned about the supplier of the poison.

I didn't expect it to be an organization... The last time Chat said he was a member of the research team, did the poison come from him?

Amuro couldn't help but feel more and more angry with Chater when he thought of the desperate look and painful death of the victims before they died.

For this kind of person, it would be too cheap to directly execute him, and he should be imprisoned until the day he dies!