I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

"Ah—" Conan immediately let out a long complaint, "Sister Xiaolan, do we still want to see here?"

"Because it's rare to come here once." Mao Lilan said to them half-complaining and half-sarcastically, "You guys are really bad, you can't stand it after only a few laps."

"Everyone is here, just go in and take a look." Nan Ling advised from the side.

Conan and Mouri Kogoro stood up slowly, the words reluctance written all over their faces.

"Ah, since you've come here." Kogoro Mouri said with a sigh.

This is really a universal reason. Nan Ling exclaimed again.

When he realized this, he was bored in his previous life and suddenly arose and asked a friend, "Why do people live?"

At that time, he was a little stimulated (but most likely he fell into the second phase of middle school), so he was addicted to philosophy and couldn't extricate himself, and he thought about "who am I", "where do I come from", "what is the meaning of life" and so on. problem.

Seeing that the whole person was on the verge of going crazy or not, Dapeng spread his wings - as a result, people directly attacked him and said, "Everyone is here".

Nan Ling thinks it makes sense.

At that time, he felt as if he had become enlightened and became a Buddha on the spot, and since then he has determined that he must be a salted fish.

Nan Ling also knew that this logic was very strange.

But he was relieved when he thought that when life messed with your mentality, he wouldn't talk to you about logic.

Regardless of his meaning or logic. Come here, I'll be happy.

"It's the Hall of Hell..." Mao Lilan leaned over to the sign in front of the door and read the instructions written on it.

Nan Ling raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

Eh, it looks like there's going to be a case, so let's warm up the atmosphere first.

In addition, the smell of blood is more obvious the more you go inside...

It seems that the corpse didn't escape here.

"It's so dark here." Mao Lilan sighed immediately after entering the exhibition room.

"It also matches the theme." Nan Ling saw the corpse nailed to the wall at the far end of the room at a glance. But it seems they haven't found Conan yet.

"Wow! What a big painting." Maurilan walked a few steps to a huge painting of knights and corpses.

"It's just a picture of hell." Kogoro Mouri also sighed.

"The title is 'God's Punishment'," Nan Ling read out the words on the sign in a low voice. The originally gentle voice sounded a bit scary in this environment, and the words he murmured seemed like prophecies.

"The knight of justice will eventually seal the devil."

"Tick-tick-"

Almost as soon as Nan Ling's voice fell, the four of them heard the sound of water droplets at the same time, which was particularly noticeable in this quiet and dark art museum.

Nan Ling looked up at the contents of the painting.

The evil and ugly demon is penetrated by the long sword of justice against the black background. The knight in armor was covered in blood, and his back was turned to the darkness behind him that merged with the demons.

But at the same time, she also turned her back to the only light in the whole painting.

"Tick-tick-"

Maurilan turned to look.

Nan Ling silently counted three numbers in his heart.

Three, two, one.

"Ah!" Mao Lilan's extremely penetrating scream rang in his ears.

The overture presented by the heroine opened with the curtain, and the plot officially began.

Nan Ling looked up at the victim who was nailed to the wall.

It's the exact same composition as that painting... It seems that the murderer this time is quite artistic.

Nan Ling doesn't hate this kind of murderer, on the contrary, he appreciates it if it's done well - it's just an unrelated person who died anyway.

His favorite TV series in his previous life was Hannibal, so he wasn't afraid at all, it was just a small scene.

And most of the murderers in Conan deserved what they deserved, so Nan Ling wouldn't give them the little sympathy he had left.

"Yes, it's the real boss!"

Nan Ling looked down at Conan who shouted in surprise.

Then what...

How do you know the victim again? Will I meet you once before I die?

"Okay, call the police, Mr. Maoli." Nan Ling said lightly.

Conan looked up at Nan Ling, who had a calm face, and complained frantically in his heart.

No, why are you so calm!

Why is this person so calm every time he encounters an incident?

Seeing the corpse, and it's still such a miserable corpse, why don't you look surprised at all... ah.

Conan habitually fell into doubt.

Wouldn't he be a bad person?

Black Organization? The idea popped up out of nowhere.

But then he quickly denied himself.

But this person helped me last time on the Shinkansen.

And if he was a member of the organization, wouldn't he have died the night he became smaller?

But even if it wasn't from the organization, Nan Ling's reaction in these cases was too indifferent.

To be suspicious... It should be the gift incident, he easily grabbed Ogino's sword.

But... how could he begin to doubt Nan Ling's identity just because of such a little doubt? He looked like a normal person.

Conan silently buried this doubt in his heart, and planned to think about it later.

The police came quite fast. Not long after they found the body, there were bursts of sirens.

Nan Ling opened his eyes slightly and looked at the familiar fat figure.

Well, this is the first time he has seen Officer Mumu.

Speaking of which, he has been here for so long, and he has never been involved in many Conan cases. UU reading www.uukanshu. The only two times in com have not been killed, so naturally, the police officer who is in charge of homicides will not be seen.

"Why is it you again, Brother Mouri." Mu Mu leaned back and put his hands in his pockets, as if he didn't want to see Kogoro Mouri.

Nan Ling laughed aside.

Soon, this sentence will evolve into "how is it always you", or "how every murder has you".

But the most suitable for this sentence-

Nan Ling glanced at Conan who was concentratingly looking at the corpse.

——It should be this one.

"Although there were no witnesses, the anti-theft camera should have recorded the process of the criminal committing the crime." An employee of the art museum said to Mu Mu.

Nan Ling was surprised.

In this era of underdeveloped surveillance, it is possible to encounter a case with surveillance cameras.

It's really rare.

"The murderer is really an idiot. He didn't know he would be captured by a surveillance camera." Kogoro Mouri said on the side.

Well, if only it were that simple. Nan Ling touched his chin.

The monitoring started playing soon.

"Oh, it's the real boss!" The unfortunate victim appeared on the screen.

"Come out, come out."

"Let me see your true face!" Mouri Kogoro shouted.

Nan Ling was also looking at the surveillance screen.

According to the routine, surveillance cannot capture the face of the prisoner, plus the rumors that Xiaolan said before—

-"what!"

"The prisoner actually wore armor!" Mu Mu exclaimed.

"Isn't it possible that you can't see your face now?"

Nan Ling smiled slightly.

It's almost as he imagined.