I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

"Go out without an umbrella in order to be handsome..." Nan Ling stood at the corner of the street with a black umbrella, watching the figure of Heiyu Kuaidou gradually emerge from the rain, "I always feel like I have done such a stupid thing too. ."

Sure enough, Kuroba Kuito sneezed the moment he got under his umbrella.

Nan Ling immediately moved away mercilessly.

"Don't suffer the old man."

"Really heartless." Heiyu Kuaidou shook his head and took another umbrella from Nanling's hand, "Fortunately, it's not that heartless."

"Are you putting it on hold?" Nan Ling complained, "Let's go."

"Aren't you curious about the little detective's reaction?" Kuroba ruffled his hair and immediately changed back from Kudo Shinichi.

I have to say that the two of them really look alike. Kuroba Kaito simply made Kudo Shinichi's hairstyle, and then slightly modified the small details of the face, and it looked just like Kudo Shinichi.

...I don't know what the police would think if he was caught looking at his face in the future.

Nan Ling even helped them figure out the news topics——

【Shock! What is the secret relationship between Kaito Kid and the Japanese police savior! 】

Nan Ling raised his eyebrows, "I know him very well."

How will Conan react? It may be a little confusing and a little not... in a superposition state of being confused.

It's a wonderful mood.

——However, he soon realized for himself what it was like to be in this state.

"Qin... Looking for me?" Nan Ling pointed at his face suspiciously.

Antoine didn't think there was anything strange, "Yes."

Nan Ling's expression became very indescribable.

After finally finishing the journey about the egg of memory, he thought he could rest for a while - or go to the M7 laboratory building to fish for a while, it made no difference anyway - and was called by Antoine to the organization base by phone.

"Are you sure?" Nan Ling turned his head to glance at Maraschino who was obviously eavesdropping, and turned his head back indifferently, "Ginjiu wants me to stay away, so he will still look for me?"

Of course, he himself has the same attitude towards gin.

"...He trusts you a lot, doesn't he?" Maraschino couldn't help but whispered aside.

"Yes, yes, of course I know that he trusts me." Nan Ling said impatiently, "But this doesn't conflict with the fact that the two of us simply hate each other."

Maraschino closed his mouth.

Chat looked very unhappy... let's not provoke him.

"Have you seen it? He doesn't even want to send me a message himself." Nan Ling shook his phone, "Let others spread the word... It's a big deal."

And since he was called, he has not shown his face, and let him wait here.

very annoying.

"That's because I don't have time to send you an email." Jin Jiu pushed open an inconspicuous door with a cold face, and a strong smell of blood permeated the moment he opened the door, "There is someone inside, you —"

"Of course I know there's someone inside." Nan Ling frowned and looked at the dark space inside the door, "Anyone who doesn't lose their sense of smell should be able to smell it... What did you do inside?"

"A mouse." Gin's dark green eyes moved slightly, "You come to interrogate."

"...Oh, I see." Nan Ling took a closer look at Jin Jiu's expression - although he was basically expressionless - his expression suddenly became a lot brighter, "You're not good at Gin Jiu."

It must be because he didn't find out anything about Jinjiu himself, so he reluctantly called him.

A pound sign appeared on Gin's forehead.

"Oh, since you're here to ask me for help, why didn't you tell me earlier." Nan Ling said happily, "As long as you say 'Chat, please,' I promise that this person will be judged cleanly. How about it?"

Maraschino is trying hard to reduce its presence... lower... lower...

I beg you, don't splatter blood on yourself if these two fight?

Antoine showed an indescribable expression and silently leaned against the wall.

Chat, this vile personality that has never been restrained...

Jin Jiu looked indifferent, "This person is the FBI. If you delay the affairs of that gentleman, you will be responsible for yourself."

FBI? Akai Shuichi's person?

"Eh... It's so serious." Nan Ling raised his eyebrows, changed his tone, and agreed neatly, "Okay, okay."

But when he entered the room and saw the man tied to the chair, he frowned reflexively.

"How did you do it?" He looked back at Gin leaning against the wall - Maraschino and Antoine had disappeared for some time, "You know this guy is dying?"

Gin said nothing.

But Nan Ling could see his guilty conscience hidden under the appearance of facial paralysis.

"Do you expect me to interrogate me in this situation?" Nan Ling said angrily, "Even if I don't do anything, he can't hold it anymore."

And take a closer look...couldn't this be the result of the Gin interrogation?

As a professional interrogator, Nan Ling expressed that he despised the amateurs of Jinjiu very much.

He didn't even know how to interrogate, did he? What do people expect to ask when they are dying. This person may not even be conscious until the end. If he can really ask something, then there will only be a revolving light.

"Aren't you a doctor?" Gin looked up at him, "Cure him."

Nan Ling wanted to scold the street.

"Don't expect me to take care of you if you screw up yourself." He simply closed the door and leaned on it boredly, "Why don't you call the research team over here? They are professional doctors. ."

"The person inside is Campari." Gin frowned, "He's a code member."

"I know him. So what?"

"He was in charge of the connection between the action group and the research group before." Jin Jiu explained succinctly, "I'm not sure who can be trusted now."

Nan Ling stared at him for a while.

"You suspect that the research team also has undercover agents," he said firmly.

"right."

"What about M7?"

Since there are undercover agents in the research group, are there undercover agents in the M7 laboratory building?

"It has nothing to do with the Silver Bullet Project." Gin replied quickly, "Cimberley's qualifications are not enough."

Nan Ling nodded lightly.

The silver bullet is the core plan of the organization, and Campari is probably not trusted enough to participate in it~www.wuxiaspot.com~Sherry too? "

Does Shirley have anything to do with this?

"I can't see the connection for the time being." Gin paused, "I can't rule out this possibility."

"It makes sense." Nan Ling knew that Xue Li's defection was just an accident, but he didn't mind misleading Jin Jiu, "How about the leak of information?"

"I don't know yet." Qin Jiu looked at the door behind Nan Ling with dark eyes, "I need clues on Kimberley."

"Distance information leaks—"

"—less than two hours." Gin looked at his watch.

"How did you find out?" Nan Ling narrowed his eyes.

"I followed him." Gin said succinctly, "His contact person committed suicide on the spot, and the information was destroyed."

The two quickly asked and answered, and in less than half a minute, Nan Ling had already figured out the situation.