I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

Conan and Akai Shuichi did not stay outside the room. After confirming the plan, they first went to Rena Mizumu's ward, and led Eisuke Hondo, who was observing secretly, into the room, thus confirming Rena Mizumu's identity.

Her real name is Hondo Eikai, and she is the daughter of CIA agent Ethan Hondo, who is also a CIA lurking in the organization.

Here, they and Rena Mizumu decided on the future battle plan, using the protection of Hondo Eisuke as a bargaining chip in exchange for Rena Mizumu's cooperation—of course, this is a better way of saying it.

After Conan and Akai Shuichi left the ward, they separated. There were many people from the organization near the hospital, and Akai Shuichi was still a little worried.

The corridors of the hospital were very quiet at night. Although Conan had made up his plan, this plan had to deceive the organization after all. It was like dancing on a wire rope. Before the plan was actually completed, he was a little restless.

All his thoughts were spent on considering the imperfections of the plan, and he walked quickly around a corner with two minds. Unexpectedly, someone just happened to walk over there, and the two collided without warning.

"Ah!" Conan sat on the ground covering his forehead. The person who collided with him was an adult, and he was a child. The result that neither of them noticed was that he was knocked directly to the ground, and even his glasses were knocked off.

Fortunately, his glasses were originally for camouflage, and he is not short-sighted, so he can see clearly without glasses.

Although the person he bumped into was an adult, he seemed to have lost his footing and fell to the ground, trying to stand up against the wall.

"Hey...Brother Nan?" Conan rubbed his eyes, and found that the person who bumped into him was actually someone he knew, "Why are you here? It's very late now."

This is the ward of Rena Mizumu, and they arranged Rena Mizumu to be here in consideration of the lack of people nearby. And it's already night...

Why did Nan Ling appear here?

"Um…"

Nan Ling didn't answer him. He was half-kneeling and leaning against the wall, with his other hand covering his forehead, his expression hidden in the darkness.

At first, Conan thought that Nan Ling was avoiding answering, and after taking two steps closer, he suddenly realized that Nan Ling's face was not right.

His face was pale, his forehead was full of cold sweat, and the veins on the back of his hands were protruding. Even his eyes were scattered, as if he didn't notice himself at all.

"Brother Nan!" Conan didn't even have time to pick up his glasses, and immediately ran to Nan Ling, and helped him sit down against the wall, "What's wrong with you?"

"...Conan?" Nan Ling asked softly, "...I'm fine."

He didn't look like he was okay at all.

He was still wearing the white coat that Conan wore when he saw him yesterday, and he was wearing a light blue casual shirt inside—it is winter, even indoors are not particularly warm, and most people will at least wear sweaters indoors, Nan Ling already wore little clothes, and it was still midnight, so it might be a bit cold to wear like this.

But when Conan just helped him, he noticed that Nan Ling's back was completely soaked, and his breathing rate was very fast - it was definitely not because of the heat, nor was it because of the strenuous exercise just now. Because Nanling's body temperature is very low.

At least Conan had just touched his hand, which looked like it had just been fished out of icy water.

Conan was very anxious, "What's wrong? What happened?"

"It's okay." Nan Ling repeated. He covered half of his face with his slightly trembling right hand, and leaned his head back against the wall. The exposed half of his face was frowning tightly, and his voice was very soft, "I just finished the overnight operation... My head hurts a bit."

Conan breathed a sigh of relief.

God knows that he has already imagined a lot of the worst possibilities just now—for example, Nanling met people from the organization nearby and was beaten up... After all, there are still people from the organization in the hospital, so he has to Be careful.

Fortunately, it was just a headache after staying up all night. This kind of thing he often had after staying up all night when solving crimes. Although it may not be so serious, it is usually better to rest and rest.

"Shall I accompany you back to the lounge?"

"Um."

Nan Ling didn't say much, but nodded very slightly. After Conan picked up the glasses from the ground, he wanted to help Nan Ling up—but his small arms and legs couldn't bear the weight of an adult man at all, so he had to watch Nan Ling sit on the ground for a while and then stand slowly while leaning on the wall stand up.

At this time, his complexion looked much better, but he was expressionless. When Nan Ling's face was not smiling, it looked cold and distant, which was different from his usual impression.

Conan felt that although his complexion was not bad, he should still be uncomfortable.

If it was normal, Nan Ling would not be so quiet, and he should have said a few words to tease him long ago.

"...Are you really all right?"

Conan was still a little worried. He carefully looked at Nan Ling's hand—his hand had been twitching from time to time, as if he was too tired from the operation.

Nan Ling glanced at him and answered very concisely. "Don't worry about it."

It's no use worrying.

…

"I just found out about the location of Mizumu Reina's ward~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Nanling leaned against the window in his room, looking at the medicine bottle marked 'painkiller' in his hand, "Going deeper If I go in, I will definitely be suspected. "

"Don't you already want to give up this identity?" Belmode asked on the other end of the phone, "What's the point of continuing to cover up? Or, do you actually have a day of nostalgia?"

Nan Ling chuckled, "It's just not the time yet. And I don't think there is any 'old love' between me and them."

"If only you really thought so." Belmode said inexplicably.

"This has nothing to do with my thoughts." Nan Ling said flatly, "It's just that from the very beginning, our positions are different—what about Gin's plan?"

Aware that Nan Ling deliberately opened the topic, Belmode did not bother, "As you expected - first create a large-scale food poisoning and arson incident in the surrounding area, let the crowd flood into the Cuphu Central Hospital, and then give the group of FBI Sending gifts with bombs, and finally showing a synthetic video of Keel waking up, so the FBI will enter Keir's hospital room with a bomb equipped with a locator... Of course, all this is to force them to transfer Keel, we It’s better to do it on the road.”

"As expected of gin wine, it's really a one-stop plan." Nan Ling said.

He shook the medicine bottle in his hand and made a crisp crashing sound, "I don't have any opinion...but I'm afraid I can't participate."

"You have a headache again?" Belmode asked keenly when he heard the sound of the medicine bottle.

"Almost." Nanling raised his hand in front of his eyes, watched it twitch nervously, and sighed, "I hope the sequelae will pass quickly..."

A cool night breeze came in through the open window. Nan Ling hung up the phone and looked out the window. (end of this chapter)