I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

"Don't be nervous." Amuro raised his hands, "I have no ill intentions."

"If you had one, you would be lying on the ground now." Nan Ling frowned, "Answer me."

"My identity... I can't say this." Amuro said tactfully, "This is also to protect your safety. But my gratitude is indeed sincere."

Nan Ling stared at him for a while.

Is Toru Amuro hinting at himself, his official identity?

What is he trying to find out from himself?

"...I see." He finally said, still impatient as always, "If you're here to talk about this, you can go."

Amuro revealed a satisfied smile.

It seems that Qi has no particular resistance to the official side.

That's it, today's temptation is enough, and if he goes on, he is afraid that Qihui will directly go crazy.

"I want to know how you responded to Mello's invitation." Toru Amuro changed the subject - in fact, this was the main purpose of his visit today, "This matter is very important to me."

"Because you and her are competitors?" Nan Ling's tone was a bit sarcastic. "

Amuro nodded and said without any guilt, "Because she and I are competitors."

"Should it be your turn to recruit me?" Nan Ling raised his eyebrows, "Don't you guys need to compete for performance or something?"

Toru Amuro's smile stiffened for a moment.

He really wanted to recruit Qi, but probably not for the kind of reason that the other party's brain made up for.

...not an organization either.

"No need. I just don't want her to succeed."

"Then you succeeded." Nan Ling leaned back and folded his hands on his lap, "I rejected her."

Amuro's expression didn't change much, and he asked, "Did she come to see you recently?"

"You have too many questions." Nan Ling's tone became a little colder, but he still answered the other party's question, "No."

"That's good." Amuro breathed a sigh of relief, "She may have given up... maybe not."

Nan Ling suddenly had a bad feeling.

"You mean, she will come to me in the future?"

"It's very possible." The smile on Amuro's face faded, "I believe we don't want to see such a thing happen."

Nan Ling rarely wanted to agree with what he said. Hearing that, he thought for a while, and asked directly, "Can I kill her directly?"

Amuro Toru felt that his cold sweat broke down in an instant, "...It's not necessary."

He didn't dare to let the seven match up against the members of the organization. It's not something he can handle.

"Just kidding." Nan Ling's expression was cold, and it didn't look like he was joking at all.

Toru Amuro:  …

alright.

Qi is a person with a personality, which he has learned a long time ago.

"Try to avoid her." He sighed, "Maybe we can catch some opportunities later..."

"Kill her?"

"...Catch her." Amuro said helplessly.

He felt that Qi's train of thought might require him to break down on the right path, after all, he was someone who was staying in the underground world.

Nan Ling began to think about the solution to this matter.

Should I go and beat Melo? But what excuse? Definitely not directly.

...or kill her.

Nan Ling felt a little irritable.

He decided to walk around to relax.

...

"Mr. Maoli, you... why did you break your leg again?" Nan Ling's expression was a little complicated.

He was very puzzled by this - how could this person be so unlucky.

"Oops." Mouri Kogoro sighed, his face full of regret, "I fell down the stairs because I had to catch Miss Yoko's concert..."

At the end he was a little embarrassed.

"If it's in the same place, it may be because the last time I haven't fully recovered." Nan Ling looked at Maori Kogoro's legs helplessly, "It's better to be careful recently."

"Of course," Maori Kogoro agreed, and his face was a little frowning, "Oh, it's a pity that I can't go to the scene to see it. Fortunately, there is a TV downstairs that can be broadcast live."

Nan Ling didn't know what to say.

Mouri Kogoro really loves Yoko Okino deeply.

"Uncle Maori!" The child's energetic voice came from outside, and gradually became clearer together with a few small figures, "You actually fell downstairs and broke your leg—who are you?"

"Nan...Brother." Conan saw Nan Ling for the first time since they returned from Hokkaido. The previous worries surfaced again, and his expression was a little serious.

Nan Ling looked at the children following Conan, and suddenly realized that it was the first time he had seen the juvenile detective team as 'Nan Ling'.

He introduced himself by the way, "My name is Nan Ling, and I am a consultant here. You can call me Brother Nan like Conan."

"Brother Nan!" Three childish voices sounded neatly.

Compared with them, Conan's evasive eyes are more conspicuous.

Nan Ling didn't bother to pay attention to Conan's strange boy's thoughts, and greeted the young detective team with a smile.

"It's not my turn to teach you brats." Kogoro Mori said unhappily, "In the end, you are just coming out to play and come to see me."

"Yeah, we're going to play in the park later." Ayumi smiled innocently, "Conan said he wanted to teach us football."

Nan Ling saw the football in Conan's hand, and was probably a little mentally prepared for the anti-physical event that was going to happen next.

"Cut, let's go, let's go." Kogoro Mori turned his face in disgust.

"Mr. Maori, what's the point of stopping by?" said the old man in the next bed. "When I was just hospitalized, many people came to see me. Now, half of them are gone. I'm very happy to have someone come. "

He turned to look at the patient on the other side of his bed, "Right, this gentleman?"

And the man turned around, obviously not wanting to talk to them.

"He was sent a week ago, as if he had a car accident," the old man in the middle explained.

Nan Ling raised his eyebrows.

A week ago...why are there so many car accidents. The noisy people before came to him because of a car accident~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But the robbers suffered minor injuries and were healed long ago. Unlike this unlucky bastard, who is still lying on the hospital bed.

Nan Ling turned to look at Conan again.

...is there such a coincidence?

Conan is here, and there will be a case in a while. In addition, the person lying here happened to have a car accident at the same time as his previous patient...

I get it, this guy is going to have an accident.

——Although he doesn't know the specific reason, he trusts his intuition.

After Nanling realized this, he didn't want to stay here any longer, "I'll go out."

"Nanjun, just in time, can you help me get a wheelchair?" Kogoro Mouri looked at him, "I want to go downstairs later to watch Miss Yoko Okino's concert."

Nan Ling smiled helplessly, "Of course you can."

After speaking, he got up and left the ward, just passing by a middle-aged man.