I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

Along the way, because Nakamori Aoko constantly despised Kidd's behavior, Nan Ling also (seems) gradually began to change his mind.

"Well... I didn't expect Kidd to be such a person."

"Yeah yeah."

The relationship between the two also quickly became familiar. After all, the best way to get closer is to find something in common, preferably a common enemy.

Wow, what's going on?

Kuroba Kaito gradually felt something wrong.

Isn't this person my fan? If it goes on like this, it will soon become my black powder!

"But isn't Kidd's magic very handsome? Miss Nagumo agrees with this, right?" He tried to save his image in the hearts of fans.

"That's right..." Nan Ling pretended to think for a while.

"so…"

"But Kidd is just a thief, how can he be handsome or not!" Aoko interrupted Kuroba angrily.

"I really can't help it..." Hei Yu shook his head, suddenly a heart A in his hand and handed it to Aoko, "Hey, it's like this, isn't it handsome?"

"Hmph... It's just magic..." Although Aoko denied it, her face was already a little shyly crimson.

Nan Ling was expressionless.

I think you are just trying to find an excuse to show your love.

Don't kill the dog anymore, the dog food is full, hiccup.

The shopping time quickly passed in the pleasant chat of a few people, as well as the noisy and noisy from time to time between Kuroba and Aoko.

Really good, really good, the protagonists are a bunch of good kids...

Nan Ling, who looked a little younger than Kuroba Kaito, thought lazily.

"I had a great time today, nice to meet you, Ayako!" Qingzi said goodbye to him full of energy.

"Oh, by the way, add your email address by the way." Hongzi said.

"Almost forgot!" Several people remembered each other's mailboxes again.

It seems that Nan Ling's identity needs to be changed to a new email address...

After saying goodbye to Hei Yu and the others, Nan Ling returned to his residence.

The most common place he lives now is a two-story building with a basement.

Although Nan Ling prefers to live in an apartment, the pile of firearms in his house would be troublesome, so he simply bought a villa.

The salary given by the organization is very high, and Nanling has no special place to spend money, so he is not short of money.

Of course, a single-family villa is sometimes convenient for doing things that are inconvenient to be seen, such as...

"It's business."

When he was about to get home, Nan Ling smelled a **** smell, so he went straight to the back door of the garden.

Sure enough, the anxious voices of several men came from the alley.

"Seven! Thank goodness, you're back!"

"What's the injury, what's the injury?" Nan Ling switched to the voice of an indifferent young man.

"The gunshot wound hit the thigh, and the bleeding couldn't stop."

"Do you know the price? Well, come in with me."

Immediately after entering the house from the garden, there is a staircase leading to the basement on the left.

The basement was transformed into a small operating room by Nan Ling. Although the sparrow is small and complete, it is easy to deal with the injuries caused by this kind of gang rush.

"What blood type is he?"

"It should be Type A."

"Should?" Nan Ling raised an eyebrow. "The bullet pierced the aorta, and he definitely needs a blood transfusion. If the blood type is wrong, I don't care if he dies."

"It's Type A," said a person who was slightly behind.

"That's fine." There is a locked door between the stairs in the basement and the first floor. Nan Ling is not afraid that they will break into his house. "Wait outside. Prepare the money."

After that, he pushed the injured man into the operating room.

Just leaving a few people outside to look at each other.

"...Brother, is he reliable? Why have I never heard of this person?" the youngest asked in a low voice.

"It didn't take long for him to open, and I came to him for the second time," said a slightly older man. "Although he looks a little younger, he has absolutely nothing to say about his skills. The only downside is the fee... hiss..."

He looked a little sore.

"But it's the right price. Last time I had a brother who was cured at his place. At that time he thought his arm was going to cripple, but after seven - this doctor - cured, after two months of raising him, he went back again. It can be used."

"So good?" The little one was a little disbelieving, "So powerful, why does he seem like there aren't many people?"

"Oh, didn't you hear me? He just opened. I was lucky enough to know him." The older man said, "Let's not talk about this for now, you wait here, I'll go back and get the money."

"So anxious."

"Seven's rule, don't ask him to let him go without paying. If you dare to default, even if you're cured, you can get hurt again." The man said, "And it's better not to offend the doctor."

Since Nan Ling came to this world, he has always wanted to focus on his old business.

After learning to change his voice, he set up a small clinic and happily started his old business.

Although it is said that it is a business to save people, it is still not very legal. Therefore, the original name cannot be used.

So after Nan Ling thought about Picasso, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com used the pseudonym "Seven" he told Amuro Tou earlier.

Because they are underground doctors, they generally don't need very serious names. Few people in this industry use their real names, either pseudonyms or code names.

I wonder if Amuro can save a little bit of his impression when he sees him saving people...

Most of the tasks in the organization were left to Antoine and DK by him.

Before these two hard-working tool people came to Japan, although there was not much work in the organization, there was still some work. Nan Ling also has no time to open a clinic.

Now he can work in the organization while earning extra money himself, which is really uncomfortable.

As for why he wants to do this business even if he is short of money...

Asking is a personal preference.

And who would think too much money?

I have to say that money thieves come quickly in this business. But because it just opened, there are not many customers.

Nan Ling doesn't care about this either. It would be better to say that there are not too many customers.

He didn't want his feet to touch the ground when he was busy.

…

"Okay, my life is temporarily saved. I just need to rest for a while." Nan Ling wiped his sweat and said to the people outside.

Then I got a bunch of thanks.

"Mr. Seven, this is the reward." The man handed over a small bag.

Nan Ling glanced at it and knew that the amount was about the same.

"Okay, let's go with him. Be careful when moving people or the wound will burst open."

Nan Ling waved his hand and glanced at the time.

It's not yet ten o'clock, which is perfect.

Satisfied, Nan Ling went to the sofa to watch TV and drink hot chocolate.

Ah...happy.

A happy life is so unpretentious and boring.