I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

This has to start some time ago.

Probably because Belmode wasted too much time on Shirley's affairs, the software development project that she was in charge of at the same time was transferred to gin-vodka to be precise.

Clearly, Belmode wasn't happy about it.

She also did not express any opinion on Nan Ling's statement. Even though she knew that the search for gin was probably Nan Ling's own idea, she was just an excuse.

After dealing with Chat who was emotionally unstable a few days ago, after receiving a call from Nan Ling, Belmode had no love for colleagues and gloated to wish Nan Ling all the best and have fun.

The opportunity for Nan Ling to call her happened a day ago.

At that time, Conan had just solved the murder case of software system engineer Itakura Takuo. On the way to solve the case, he discovered the relationship between Itakura Takuo and the black organization. He knew that after he developed a software for the organization, he successfully got Itakura Taku Diary, hoping to find some clues from it.

Nan Ling was not involved in this whole process—it is true that he sometimes visited the Maori Detective Agency, but it was impossible to catch up with the case every time, let alone catch up with this case alone.

He discovered this because he, who knew this part of the plot, had already installed a bug in the villa in Gunma County that Itakura Zhuo used to communicate with the organization.

No matter how obsessive-compulsive it is, Itakura Zhuo is just an ordinary person, and it is easy for Nan Ling to monitor the movement there without leaving a trace.

Before calling Belmode, he heard Conan's voice on the monitor.

Probably got clues from Itakura Zhuo’s diary—“Who is a decent person who writes a diary?” Trading.

I have to say this is a very bold decision.

But maybe a little too bold.

…

Conan is hiding behind a string of iron cabinets. There is no light in the room, the only light source is the flashlight in Vodka's hand.

This is the place where he agreed to trade with the organization—near a certain coin-operated iron cabinet in Xianqiao Station. He put the software he got from Itakura Taku in the appointed cabinet and stuck it with tape.

This is to get the fingerprint of the vodka.

And as he expected, Vodka, who didn't see Itakura Zhuo here, smoked a cigarette because of anxiety, so that the DNA information can also be obtained.

If all goes well, after tonight he will be able to learn Vodka's identity and hunt him down!

if everything goes well.

As if deliberately making him more nervous, the sound of vodka suddenly raised echoed in the silent room.

"What! You just saw a drunkard and a kid enter the station?" Vodka asked the person in charge of monitoring on the other side of the phone, "It's absolutely impossible, go find it!"

Conan's heart was pounding.

After a few seconds, he heard a small metallic sound. Like someone pulling the safety on a pistol.

Then, a voice that Conan absolutely did not want to hear appeared.

"What are you doing here?" Gin's voice was as gloomy as ever, "Isn't the trading time tomorrow at 12 o'clock?"

The cold sweat on Vodka is no less than that on Conan. He turned around slowly, looking at the gun pointing at him in a panic, "He said that it would be inconvenient for him to come at that time tomorrow, so we temporarily changed the time."

Gin wasn't very happy with this explanation. The proof is the gun still on Vodka's neck.

Knowing the suspicious nature of his boss, Vodka immediately told the story from the beginning to the end without any concealment.

Conan was listening to their conversation. When Gin pointed out his means and even found the tracker hidden on the software CD, he just regretted that his plan had failed.

But when Gin judged that he was still here through the remaining body temperature on the software, his heartbeat soared to the highest in an instant.

It's over!

This room for storage cabinets is not big, and the terrain is very simple, there is no place to hide at all. In other words, even if he hid in the innermost part of the room, it was only a few seconds before Gin Jiu found him.

At this time, Conan was grateful for the first time that he was a child.

He decisively opened the door of the cabinet next to him, and hid in without much thought.

Gin's footsteps were approaching.

Then-

"Brother." Vodka was a little surprised, "There is no one. What should we do now?"

Gin didn't answer, and opened the top cabinet door without saying a word.

"Brother?"

Conan felt his heart beating fast and passed out. There wasn't much air in the iron cabinet, and he was already a little suffocated. To make matters worse, Gin had opened the second cabinet door.

There were only three cabinets in a vertical row, and the next one was the one he was hiding in!

His heart was beating faster and faster, almost making his stomach feel sick.

The moment Gin put his hand on the third cabinet door—

"What time are you wasting here?"

A vague but familiar voice came from the entrance of the room, with a little sarcasm and frivolity, "Are you struggling with the cabinet door? Have you finally decided to come out of the closet? Congratulations, the loyal driver and his ruthless Brother, what a touching love! I will remember and wish you a happy union for a hundred years."

Conan was very familiar with this base tone.

There is someone more familiar than him.

"Charter?" Gin stopped. He straightened up and frowned slightly, "Why are you here?"

Nan Ling leaned against the door and said lazily, "Of course I came to witness the moment when you all decided to come out. How rare. I should really bring my camera here as a souvenir."

"You know what I'm asking, don't change the subject." Gin Jiu aimed his gun at him without hesitation, "How did you know this place?"

"Tsk. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com You really aren't fun at all, Gin. Bourbon blushes when he hears this—of course he is angry, because he hates people who don't know him the most The rye." Nanling saw that Gin's finger was on the trigger, and immediately slid and knelt skillfully, "Wait a minute."

He raised his hands, and his eyes sincerely indicated that he was not malicious.

"Of course, I don't have any interest in software development at all. Just being in charge of human experiments is already very tiring. No matter how important that gentleman is to this matter, I can't share his worries. What a pity."

From Nan Ling's expression, it was completely impossible to tell whether he said the words out of sincerity, or just playing on the spot.

"You can leave your words of loyalty to that gentleman."

"You don't need to remind me, Qinjiu." Nanling waved his hand gracefully, "Don't worry, when the time is right, I will cut out my heart and put it in front of him to show my sincerity .”

As for whose heart it is, it is not certain.

(end of this chapter)