I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

A dark alley somewhere in Tokyo.

"I advise you to be more knowledgeable." Gin lit a cigarette with an indifferent expression, "Those who go back after a deal with the organization will have no good end."

"No, no, you misunderstood." The middle-aged man opposite hurriedly defended, with a pleasing smile on his face, "I brought more people here to protect the money. You don't want to see this money either. The money was lost inexplicably?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Gin bit the cigarette and said vaguely, "Come on."

"Hey, hurry up and hand over the money to this gentleman." The middle-aged man waved his hand behind him, and several men in black clothes and sunglasses hurriedly approached the gin and vodka with a few briefcases.

Gin glanced at those people's hands and their waists. Dark green eyes flickered slightly.

The middle-aged man across from him suddenly felt a sudden change in his mind, his expression instantly changed from flattering to fierce, and he snorted lowly.

"Go!"

But faster than his voice was the movement of the gin.

He didn't even pull out Beretta, which was pinned to his waist. He punched the man in the head with a punch, and then swept his leg out, hitting the wrist of the man beside him with precision.

Between the lightning and flint, the men in black all collapsed to the ground. The middle-aged man at the head was also stepped on by the gin.

"Go back and tell your boss." Gin's tone was a little impatient. He opened the boxes and glanced at them and found that they were all empty. "Next time, bring double the money."

Those few people hurriedly responded with a flinch and fled.

"Big brother," Vodka said naively, "don't we need to silence it?"

Gin didn't answer, and raised his chin slightly.

"...I said, do you really need me to come with you for this kind of task?" Nan Ling walked out from the shadows on the side, "Can't you solve it with vodka?"

Nan Ling glanced at the gin...the smoke in his mouth, took a deep breath, and prepared to start singing, "Carbon monoxide in second-hand smoke—"

Jin Jiu glanced at him and snuffed out the cigarette **** indifferently.

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Nan Ling couldn't help but choked.

"What kind of medicine do you use?" Jin Jiu took out a medicine box from his body and looked up at Nan Ling.

"...You guessed it." A smile rose on Nan Ling's face, "E384."

It turned out that he didn't kill him because he knew he would do it. No wonder he was so 'soft-hearted' all of a sudden.

Vodka looked at Nan Ling with a bewildered expression, then looked at Gin, and took a capsule from Gin in a dull manner.

...So Chat poisoned everyone when they didn't know it? Obviously didn't smell anything. As expected of the boss.

He has also heard of E384, the latest work of the research group, and the effect remembers...

"Ten minutes to go." Nan Ling glanced at his watch and said casually, "It's time for them to have a heart attack. Hmm... Although it's a bit obvious for a group of people to have a heart attack together, they don't dare to go to the police."

"That group of people are not clean themselves." Jin Jiu sneered and swallowed the capsule with his head raised, "At least you don't have to bother to deal with the corpse."

If the gun was used, it would not only attract the police, but also leave dead bodies on the ground.

"According to the time, they will probably die at the door of their own house." Nan Ling said briskly, "This will probably give that whimsical boss a wake-up call."

"I'll arrange for someone to contact me later..." Jin Jiu paused, a killing intent flashed in his eyes, "Or deal with it directly."

"So why do you have to take me with you?" Nan Ling said in a long voice, "You can do things like secretly drugging yourself."

"Forgot to bring it." Gin said succinctly.

Nan Ling was speechless, "So that's why you suddenly called me here, right? Am I a walking pill box? How do you know I'll bring it... In other words, if you can remember to bring the antidote, you can't remember to bring the poison. ?"

Poison said she felt discriminated against.

Gin threw him a 'Are you okay? ' look.

Can't you forget to take it after you use it?

"Next time you call me, I won't bring anything." Nan Ling snorted, "I'm lying flat. Remember to fly with me, gin master."

Gin was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Just talking... Would Chat bring nothing? With his defensiveness, there must be weapons hidden everywhere on his body.

"...Ehhh!" Nan Ling caught up with Jin Jiu in a few steps, and complained silently, "Crossing the road is a sign of lack of public morality, do you know that?"

He was talking when he heard a harsh braking sound.

"What the hell!" A truck driver stuck his head out of the car window and was about to say something when he saw Gin's staring eyes.

He closed his mouth immediately.

"It's really cruel." Nan Ling muttered to the side.

Jin Jiu automatically filtered Nan Ling's nonsense, walked to the car with a cold face, and looked at the footprints on the snow, "...Why are the footprints so messy here?"

"Eighty percent of the passersby came to appreciate it." Vodka said nonchalantly, "Big brother's car is rare."

"This kind of German tree frog is quite famous." Gin accepted this statement, opened the door and got into the car.

Nan Ling raised his eyebrows.

This scene is very familiar.

...I remembered that the plot was at this time. He was still wondering why it was summer yesterday and winter today, and there was a deep accumulation of snow overnight.

He looked around, and sure enough, not far away, he found a yellow Beetle parked on the side of the road.

"Chart?" Gin sat in the car and looked at him. "If you want to go back, I have no problem."

Conan and Haibara Ai, who were hiding behind the car, trembled in their hearts.

If Chart doesn't get in the car, once the car starts ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ they will be exposed to Chart's field of vision without any obstruction.

Fortunately, Chat did not stay where he was.

"Huh?" Nan Ling's tone was somewhat complaining, and he opened the car door, "You want to run after you have been paid for overtime?"

Gin:  …

Conan: ...

This person's character...is really out of tune as always.

"Finally, I see you have another mission." Nan Ling leaned in the back seat and asked in a casual tone, "The previous thing went well?"

Gin seems to have been busy with that congressman recently.

"Are you very concerned?" Jin Jiu glanced at the rearview mirror, "You haven't finished the Unigu thing, have you?"

Conan's eyes lit up who was listening.

Unigu... a new code name?

"Just finished it." Nan Ling felt a headache when he thought of this, "Shouldn't it be Maraschino's job to handle the handover of documents? What about others?"

"Going to pick up someone." Qin Jiu replied.

Nan Ling understood.

Not many people have returned from abroad recently, so...

How many people in the organization like Belmode?

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