I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

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Haibara Ai sat where she was, panting slightly.

She was very sure that there was definitely at least one member of the organization in the car now—the smell of belonging to the organization permeated the car like a fog, which was disgusting.

If it feels right, this sweet smell like a rotten fruit should belong to the members of the organization who appeared at the dinner party at the Cuphu Hotel that night.

Belmode…

Haibara Ai pulled her hat, trying to minimize her presence.

The appearance of Qi made her calm down a little, but before she could adjust her emotions, Qi's actions lifted her heart again.

—With such a conspicuous move, Belmod will definitely notice him.

Haibara Ai didn't dare to look up - Belmod knew what she looked like, and that woman's observation skills were so keen, she couldn't take risks.

So she had to force herself to calm down and listen carefully to Qi's voice.

…

"Playing... games?" Red Hat repeated subconsciously.

Nan Ling sat in the same place very safely, looking at the robber with interest.

"In this car, besides me, there are at least three people who can make your plan fail." He said lightly, his voice unwavering, "In order to ease the difficulty, I will let you go after finding three, how about it? "

"What, what?" The red hat immediately looked around uncomfortably after hearing the words, and even loosened the gun in his hand. But after just a moment of panic, he seemed to have adjusted his mood.

"You just said... what's going on!"

"I won't do it a second time."

The warm winter sun penetrated the gap in the car window and gently illuminated half of Nan Ling's face. The golden child holes shone in the sunlight, like solidified gold.

He tilted his head slightly, the black eye was hidden in the shadows, and the expression was so strange that Red Hat couldn't help swallowing.

"Hey!" The accomplice in the red hat was obviously more daring. While threatening the driver with a gun, he shouted back, "I'm afraid of what he will do! Anyway, we are remotely controlling the bomb in the car!"

The red hat could not help but tighten the gun in his hand.

That's right... we should be the ones taking the initiative anyway, shouldn't we?

Nan Ling raised his eyebrows casually.

"It's fine if you don't play." He turned on his phone and checked the time. "It's still half an hour before we reach the Little Buddha Tunnel."

Nan Ling smiled playfully, but unfortunately it was hidden under the mask and no one could see it clearly.

Red Hat pretended to be calm, "So what!"

Their plan was to pretend to be a released hostage and escape after reaching the Little Buddha Tunnel.

Anyway, they were wearing ski goggles when they got in the car, so the group of policemen must not be able to see their faces. In this way, as long as they complete their disguise when passing through the tunnel, they can naturally pretend to be hostages.

Passengers in the car are sure to see their faces, which is why these bombs do their job - to silence them.

But now...

Qi is unwilling to get out of the car. If he dies, who knows if Silver Spoon will avenge him? In that case, even if they can escape from the police, they will not be able to escape the pursuit of the underground world.

He looked at Nan Ling, hoping that he could change his mind soon.

Nan Ling, however, just stared at him with those uncomfortable eyes that seemed to be looking at the object, and said unhurriedly:

"I wonder if you can last twenty minutes under my poison?"

Red Hat caught his breath.

Grass! How could he forget!

It is impossible for doctors in the underground world to have no means of self-preservation—those who did not would be dead long ago—some hired bodyguards, others whose whereabouts were a mystery, and others were huddled in heavily fortified villas.

Seven doesn't need these.

Among those urban legends about Qi, the most common and strangest description—

He stood there, motionless, seemingly defenseless. But anyone who dared to attack him—or even approach him without permission—would fall to the ground inexplicably.

If you just pass out, you're lucky.

A more common result is foaming at the mouth. Not a few people died on the spot.

Red Hat took a deep breath, feeling his legs tremble.

I don't know if it was a psychological reason, but he always felt a little itchy on his body.

At that moment, his mind seemed to have the method of death that he would have - mourning and festering and dying.

He shuddered instantly.

Nan Ling looked at him and smiled in a good mood.

Akai Shuichi also keenly felt the change in Nan Ling's mood.

But compared to the so-called 'game' proposed by Qi like a sudden convulsion, he is more concerned about Qi Gang's statement - anyway, whether it is Qi or Chat's ideas, they are very imaginative and confusing.

- No way, I'm used to it.

Seven's game, although it is carried out in the form of threats, in a sense, it is actually helping these kidnappers - the premise is that they can really find the target.

These three people, probably referring to themselves, Judy and Belmod.

Sitting next to Qi himself, the suspicion must be the biggest.

Belmod's disguise... Although he is an opponent, he never doubts the ability of the Witch with a Thousand Faces.

Judy doesn't seem to have any flaws either. In the eyes of those people, she is probably just a tourist who can't even speak Japanese.

In this way, the game of this group of robbers is absolutely impossible to win.

but…

Akai Shuichi frowned slightly.

Why 'at least'? He didn't think Qihui would use such an imprecise description casually. This is clearly a clue.

Maybe he ignored someone?

Moreover, the "poison" in the seven mouths is also very concerning.

He didn't have any feeling of being poisoned - although it was not ruled out that Qizhen used some kind of colorless and odorless poison, the method could still make the self sitting next to him feel nothing.

But for some reason, his intuition was always telling him that Qi was actually cheating.

Thinking of this, Akai Shuichi couldn't help but be a little speechless.

I always feel that this style of opening one's mouth is very visual.

- Seven, you also said that you have nothing to do with Chat!

Is it true that things gather people together in groups?

Or is it better to describe those who are close to Zhu, who are red and those who are close to ink, who are black?

Although the thoughts in his heart have been going back and forth for several times, Akai Shuichi still sits in silence on the surface.

Conan, who was sitting in the front row of him, was similar to him in his mind, reasoning about three of the seven people at the same time. It's just that the information he has is not enough for him to accurately list all the targets—

First, the man sitting next to Seven.

Then, it's yourself.

The third…

Conan frowned.

If anyone else in this car could threaten these robbers...

There was only one person left in his mind.

—That’s what that Haiyuan sensed, Belmod, who is currently unknown.

But how did Qi Qi know about this?

And speaking of Belmod...

Conan's mind suddenly came up with the conversation between Chat and Pisco that he overheard through his glasses that night at the Cup House Hotel.

[“Since you’ve read my profile, why don’t you know that I almost never use a gun to kill people?”]

【“You, are you poisoning the air?”】

Poison in the air...

Conan's eyes are complicated.

Not just just now. In the silver fox incident, seven ways to deal with the silver fox...

Also poisonous.

He also said at the time-

【“The dose is very small and there is no danger to the human body. Haven’t you heard this sentence? Talking about toxicity aside from the dose is a hooligan.”]

At that time, I felt that this sentence did not seem to be said by Qihui at all.

The memories he had almost ignored came clearly in his mind, but Conan rarely wished his mind wasn't so sharp.