Chapter 252 Chablis’ bold conjecture

There are several books scattered on the sofa.

Chablis walked over and flipped through it, finding that they were all recent magazines.

Eyes slightly narrowed, he ordered Graf: "Graf, go search the room."

Graf refused: "Why? Do you want to read these beautiful comics by yourself?"

"This is a magazine!" Chablis's face twitched, "Go if you are told!"

He also has to judge this person's preferences through magazines...annoying!

Seeing that Chablis was showing signs of irritation, Graf stopped grinding and entered the first bedroom on the left with a cross in one hand and a revolver in the other.

Chablis flipped through the magazine hastily, not seeing anything, and then aimed at the cup on the coffee table.

"Hmm...is this celadon?"

Chablis picked up a porcelain cup with black residue on the bottom, his eyes shining.

This kind of cup is very popular in the UK...

The cup is perfect for afternoon tea.

Chablis glanced at the room to confirm that Graf had not come out yet, quickly poured out the remaining residue in the cup and put it into his arms.

After Graf came out of the room, Chablis was already rummaging through the lockers and bookshelves outside.

His search was haphazard, like a burglar...

"Chaplis, there is nothing in the room."

Graff reported, turned around and continued into the second room.

And Chablis was still rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, not knowing what he wanted to find in these boxes and cabinets.

By the time Graf came out of the room again, Chablis had finished his search and was standing next to the sofa staring at the ceiling.

"If he is not here, do we have to wait for him to come back?"

Graf raised the cross above his head, as if this would allow the holy light to shine on his bald head.

"What if he is here?" Chablis had much more thoughts than Graf. He squinted his eyes, looked at the floor again, and stamped his foot fiercely, "Tell me, could this person just come after seeing us coming?"

Run...or hide?"

"...What I said doesn't count." Graf solemnly placed the cross on his chest, "This requires the Lord's will."

Chablis twitched the corner of his mouth and waved his hand helplessly: "Okay, then ask your master where he is."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a few steps forward and stamped his foot again.

There was a clear difference in the sounds of his two landings.

Chablis stared at the wrinkled carpet on the floor, raised the corners of his mouth, squatted down and lifted it, revealing the floor with obvious cuts underneath.

A slender rope also extended from the gap in the notch.

‘Bah——’

Chablis picked up the rope and pulled it gently, and a piece of floorboard was easily turned up by him.

"Oh! Look what I found." His eyes were filled with a satisfied smile, "Graf, turn on the light."

Graf turned on the light and walked over, staring at the dark passage: "Oh, omnipotent God, is this a secret passage?"

"No, no, no, I think this should be connected to the warehouse... If you don't believe me, go down and have a look?"

"No, Chablis, you discovered this. You should go."

"I let you go!"

Chablis gave Graf a direct kick and kicked him down.

Then, he took out his mobile phone and dialed:

"Watch the entrances and exits here, and everyone who comes in and out from here must report to me!"

After giving simple instructions, Chablis put away his phone and stared at this abnormal passage.

This place must have something to do with Gin, otherwise he would have believed in Christ...

'But looking at it this way, the traitor has nothing to do with him.' Chablis touched his chin and fell into thought.

Immediately, he laughed nervously again, staring at the underground passage with pleasure in his eyes: "But acting privately and developing members without the organization's back is also a serious crime... Gin."

Chablis didn't know what Gin was doing here...

However, he believed that as long as he continued to search, he would be able to get to the bottom of it.

At that time, he will be able to firmly accuse Gin of being a traitor!

Chablis shuddered with excitement at the thought of this - but what good would it do him to be so obsessed with gin?

There is no benefit...not only that, but it is also time-consuming and labor-intensive.

In order to mobilize these people to help him guard, the burden of a large part of the task fell entirely on Ireland's shoulders.

Ireland, who is traveling around the world, has scolded Chablis no less than ten times...

However, it's not a big problem.

Chablis felt his nose was a little itchy, "Hey, Graf, did you find anything down there?"

Graf's voice rose faintly from below: "The Lord says that anyone who kicks my ass will have no wife."

Chablis: "..."

Very good, he and Graf will have a fight sooner or later.

But seeing that the other party was still able to show off his skin, Chablis knew that there was probably nothing to see down there.

"Since there is nothing, let's go and go to the next place."

"Where to go?"

“Yokohama Pier.”

Chablis opened the door that he had smashed and walked downstairs to join Graf.

Before leaving, Graf suggested: "I think we should burn this place down."

"No, this is not elegant." Chablis said in denial.

"The Lord said it is not graceful to smash a door with a hammer."

"..."

Chablis silently took off his gloves and threw them in Graf's face: "Duel!"

Graf: "..."

The bald man looked at Chablis's sharp nails and decisively got into the driver's seat.

"The Lord said, don't fight casually."

Chablis: "..."

One of him and the 'Lord' will die!

…

in the dark.

A pair of eyes slowly opened and glanced in the direction where the sound went away.

After a long time, the eyes closed again and merged with the darkness again...

——

Miwa Town, 2-chome.

In the bathroom of Dr. Agasa's house.

Haiyuan hummed a song while taking a shower.

This was the most comfortable bath she had ever taken since she was little.

After getting dressed, Haiyuan Ai took a towel, wiped her head and walked out of the bathroom.

"Doctor, the rice is almost ready. Has the fire been turned off?"

As she spoke, she walked closer to the kitchen.

But there was only one pot in the kitchen that was boiling and dripping with juice, and Dr. Ali went somewhere to fool around.

Hui Yuan Ai blinked and reluctantly went over to turn down the heat.

"Really, where did the doctor go?"

After muttering something under her breath, she saw another pair of Conan's glasses on the table outside.

"..."

Is Conan running here? Where is that person?

Haiyuan looked at the doctor's room with a feeling of sadness.

In the doctor's room, she found Dr. A Li and Conan.

The old and the young were so focused on looking at the computer that they didn't notice her at all.

Therefore, Haihara Ai also curiously moved her head to the computer and found that Conan was looking at the text on the computer and mumbling.

She looked at the location of the text that Conan read, and kindly helped to continue:

"We are both God and devil..."

Her clear and quiet voice immediately gave both of them goosebumps.

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