I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

"Take it easy, everyone." Nan Ling slowly raised his hands under the muzzle of the guns raised by those people's conditioned reflex, "Don't fire, it's a friendly army."

At this time, he still has the mind to play tricks.

Conan gave him a twisted look. The speechlessness in Judy's eyes was similar.

Todd squinted at him, not sure if he'd seen him—it seemed familiar, but he didn't know him at all.

"Who are you?"

Nan Ling showed a satisfied expression, as if he had been waiting for this sentence.

Conan subconsciously felt that he could never say anything serious.

- He felt right.

"Since you asked shamelessly, then I will answer you righteously... No, the words seem to be on the string."

Under the strange eyes of others, Nan Ling coughed twice as if nothing had happened.

"Cough cough... do it all over again—"

"—I am a college student detective Nanto Lingyi. When I was walking around in the middle of the night with the neighbor's child and the mysterious big sister I met on the way, I witnessed the conflict scene of the dark organization. At that time, I only went to the rooftop to watch the play. …Ah no, it was avoiding the conflict and checking the situation, but ignoring that there were other people on the rooftop. I was stunned by these thugs, and when I woke up, my body… I mean, their bodies were unconscious. "

"If the underworld is found, not only will my life be in danger, but even these two will be in danger. Under my advice, we hid—although our bodies... can't move, but our minds are still flexible—"

Nan Ling aggressively stretched out his index finger.

"-there is only one truth!"

Conan: …

what happened? Obviously he didn't say those words, but why...

Why so familiar? These words seemed to come out of his mouth - no, they should have come out of his mouth.

But now, the person who said these words was Nan Ling.

The more he recalled, the more distorted his expression became.

...I always feel that I was somehow ntred.

Wait, why is Nan Ling a college detective? Why did Judy become the mysterious big sister whom she met on the way? ...No, that's true. But you're not a neighbor's child, are you? Nan Ling wasn't frightened and fainted... The most important question is—

- Who is Ryoichi Nanto?

What the **** is this guy Nan Ling talking about!

Why do you suddenly say, "There is only one truth"? Don't you think it's strange!

He looked at Judy, trying to find some resonance.

The expression on Judy's face now is about three parts strange, two parts skeptical, five parts thinking, and ninety parts confusion - which means that she can't understand what Nan Ling is going crazy.

Although some of the details don't match, Nan Ling did tell the truth and roughly described the reason they were here. If he explained it well, those people on the opposite side should not be **** the three of them.

- If you explain it well.

She looked at Todd with no hope, hoping that the other party could understand a little - at least, it was completely coincidental and accidental that she could understand that these people were here.

But it's clear that Todd's brain circuits are in sync with normal people for at least a little while now.

After seeing the same confused expression as her own, Judy sighed unsurprisingly.

I know they don't understand...

Todd stared at the figure who was sitting cross-legged with a face like a lake.

Hmm... I didn't understand what he was trying to say.

Although it felt strange, he was already used to this - such poor communication often occurred in the cyan origin, and at this time, he had to ask others to communicate...

For example-

He looked beside him.

"Are you a detective?" Iris raised her brows high, "As it happens, I am also a detective."

Todd sighed softly.

While it's okay to ask someone else to communicate, the focus of these conversations often unknowingly—or outright—deviates from the original goal.

"Ah oh." Nan Ling looked at her unexpectedly - a little familiar, seems to be called Iris?

"However, I'm not the same as an ordinary detective like you." There was a little smugness in her tone, "Since you have stated your identity, let me introduce myself - MTF-Mu-13-6, Specialized in tracking and analyzing souls and other spirits—yes, as you might think, I'm a ghost detective."

After she finished speaking, the air suddenly fell into silence.

It's not surprising that the cyan origin is here, Conan and Judy are confused, Nan Ling...

Nan Ling knew the prototype of what she was talking about, but...

Ah... can't say can't say. The Shark Punching Society or something... he didn't know.

Iris didn't stop.

"The so-called detective is a person who carries a heavy mission, wanders in mysterious islands, abandoned buildings and desolate ruins, risks the existence of ghosts at great risk, and does his best for the peace and tranquility of the world!"

Conan half moon eye.

No, this isn't a detective at all.

"And based on my observations, and careful reasoning..." Iris pushed on the - completely non-existent - glasses and said righteously, "You are definitely not a qualified detective!"

"Ah yes yes yes. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Nan Ling knelt down smoothly, "I really am not."

Iris choked.

"What? I just said it casually." Nan Ling said casually, as if he was out of the way, "Eh... No one will take it seriously, right?"

He just wanted to play a joke.

Iris' eyes lit up with anger.

"you-"

"We'll talk about this later." Todd interrupted her, staring at Nan Ling for a moment, "According to the order of the agent, I won't hurt innocent people. But you..."

The agent-sama?

Conan thoughtfully wrote down the name.

"Huh? Don't I look like innocent people?"

- Nan Ling, the core member of the Black Organization, the true leader of Cyan Origin, and the mastermind behind tonight's conflict, asked.

"Innocent people have been scared to pee their pants at this time." Todd pointed indifferently to the muzzle of their guns, "Whether you are a rat swarm, an intelligence dealer, or a bounty hunter who wants to make a fortune, I suggest you remember tonight's lesson - if you don't want to die, just crawl to the doctor."

He waved his hand impatiently. Just as they were about to pull the trigger—

"—Eh, aren't you afraid that your agent will be angry?"

"The agent will judge by himself."

"Yeah, I will judge." Nan Ling said with a smile, "If you dare to touch my finger, I will let your dear surrogate shoot you. How about this judgment? You won't really I think he has a good temper."

His tone was as if it wasn't him, but Todd and the others who were being pointed at the gun.

"who are you?"

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