I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

After meeting with DK, Nan Ling soon followed Mouri Kogoro and Conan back to Tokyo, ready to continue his flat life.

It's just that the way Conan looked at him on the way always made him feel a little wrong...

"Why do you keep looking at me?"

"No, it's fine." Conan turned his head immediately, his tone secretive.

Nan Ling narrowed his eyes dangerously and said threateningly, "Do you think I'm blind?"

Conan was sitting beside him, could he not notice Conan's gaze?

"In short, it's fine." Conan said stubbornly.

"Yo, do you have a little secret of your own?" Nan Ling raised his eyebrows and turned his head, "Forget it, just look at it. Just don't have a crush on me, or I'll spit it out."

Conan sighed helplessly, feeling like he couldn't laugh or cry, "Absolutely not."

He was quite anxious at first, but Nan Ling made him completely nervous.

Qi is definitely not a good person, but Nan Ling is definitely not a bad person either. He can be sure of this. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Conan would probably never have believed that the two men had anything to do with each other.

The last time he mentioned Seven to Nanling, he didn't see anything wrong with his expression. Nan Ling acted as if he had never heard the name at all.

...Could it be that I saw it wrong?

Conan recalled carefully.

No... Absolutely not, especially that look, it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to have that kind of look that treats human life like a must. Not only looks like, but also a kind of person, is there really such a coincidence in the world?

- Indeed there is.

— and Conan doesn't realize how unreliable human memory really is in terms of details.

He just continued to recall the previous intersection between Nan Ling and Qi, racking his brains until his expressions were wrinkled together.

And... it really made him think.

It's just that he was thinking of the one Kuroba Kaito was pretending to be.

Conan tried his best to restore the scene in his mind - remember that Nan Ling was targeted by Shi Kaobing, and it was Qi who saved him. And I still don't know the purpose of Qi appearing there. He just said that he was not interested in that egg.

Could it be that his purpose was actually to protect Nan Ling?

This would explain why Qihui appeared there inexplicably. After all, he didn't seem interested in anyone, and after killing Shi Kaobing, he didn't care about her. Apart from himself and Shi Kaobing, the most communication he has with others...is a few words with Nan Ling.

Conan remembered asking Nanling if Qi had said anything to him.

How did Nan Ling answer at that time? 'Just to ask who he is'?

Considering Nan Ling's slightly unnatural expression at that time...

Conan's suspicions gradually rose.

Hmm... But there is another possibility - the two of them only met at that time.

But he had already reminded Nan Ling Qi that it was dangerous, so why would Nan Ling provoke him?

Conan felt that the more he thought about it, the less he understood.

But he didn't dare to ask Nan Ling - not because he was guarding Nan Ling. The real reason is that if the relationship between Nan Ling and Qi is not peaceful, Nan Ling might have been under surveillance. Even if it is not monitored, it is very likely that it is under control. If I take the liberty to ask, it will bring danger to Nanling.

And if the relationship between them is really harmonious...

Conan was reluctant to think about this possibility, but if it was the case, Nan Ling must have been blinded by Qi, and he might have told him about it.

Even if Nan Ling didn't realize Qi's danger, he did know it.

Conan cautiously dropped the option of asking directly.

I still don't know what the purpose of Qi's approach to Nanling is, if I investigate privately...

He thought about the last time he asked Dr. A Li to investigate the criminal record of this person on the Internet, but found nothing.

This made him even more vigilant - his intuition was not wrong, Qi must have blood on his hands. Not being able to find information about this person proves his danger even more.

hateful! Could he just wait like this?

Conan tilted his head and glanced at Nan Ling with a little worry, and quickly withdrew his eyes.

Nan Ling also noticed Conan's wrong look.

No... what happened to this child? Convulsions or escalated paranoia?

Conan isn't a neurotic protagonist like Yagami. What the **** is going on with this anxiety? Could it be that on the way back to Tokyo these few days, it was too quiet and there was no case, so I was in a bad mood?

Then what is he doing?

...It wasn't that Conan thought he was going to die. It's over, is Conan's death halo going to spread to himself?

Nan Ling was a little nervous.

This is a causal weapon comparable to the death of the gods. Anyone who is targeted by this thing will not be afraid.

Nan Ling thought about it carefully, and finally gave up to speculate on this matter.

Whatever, Conan loves what he wants. Anyway, when he returns to Tokyo, he will be happy to fish.

Cherish life and stay away from Conan.

...

in a few weeks.

"You introduced the group of people before." Nan Ling leaned against the bar of the Hell Nightclub, looked at the silver spoon beside him, and his face was a little bad.

"Who?" Silver Spoon really didn't respond for a while.

"The ones who robbed 100 million yuan in the bank before." Nan Ling played with the empty wine glass in his hand and sighed slightly, "It's very noisy."

The silver spoon immediately put down the wine in his hand and said righteously, "I will screen your customers well next time."

The group of people can only provide him with money once, and Qi is a continuous money bag, and he can still tell which one is more important.

——In case Seven doesn’t cooperate with him in the future because of this, he will lose a lot.

"Thank you." Nan Ling's tone didn't sound grateful at all.

"Oh, why are you still so outspoken." Silver Spoon didn't care—or at least waved his hand indifferently on the surface, "Small things."

Nan Ling ignored him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and sniffed, "...What does your body smell like?"

"Huh? Oh, probably the client just now." Silver Spoon shrugged, "Armani men's perfume, what a delicate boy."

Speaking of which, he suddenly lowered his voice mysteriously, "He is quite famous among the police recently, and you may have heard of him."

"I'm not interested." Nan Ling stood up and knew how the silver spoon aroused his curiosity, "I'm leaving."

"Don't go, don't go, don't go." Silver Key quickly caught up with him, "It's a very interesting story, are you really not interested?"

Nan Ling stopped and raised his eyebrows, "You tell me for free?"

"Well," Silver Spoon smiled embarrassedly, "I have an old injury from a brother..."

Nan Ling sighed helplessly, feeling a little curious about the 'interesting story' in Yinjiao's mouth, and the price that Yinjiao proposed was not outrageous, "You won, let's talk."

Silver Spoon showed a triumphant smile.