Chapter 524 Gin had his wages deducted?

Lie looked at Conan with a serious face, blinked his eyes, and picked him up, "By the way, Conan, why are you so sure you are those people~"

Conan said seriously: "Because...intuition."

Before, he might not have paid so much attention to intuition.

But since he could sense the people in the organization, he felt...

He must also have some kind of super power.

"Uh~ Is that so?" Lie didn't know Conan's inner thoughts, so he just blinked to relieve his embarrassment.

When did Conan trust his intuition? Wasn't he always looking for evidence?

After thinking about it, Lie felt that he needed to remind himself of this important person of concern, "But Conan, I want to remind you~ If they know that the thing has been taken away by the police, they may take some action... You Qian

Do you know if you want to be fine?"

"Gouhao?" Although Conan didn't understand how to call 'gou', it did not prevent him from intuitively understanding the meaning of these two words. He immediately clenched his fists and said, "How is it possible? If those people really want to take action, I

How can you ignore it!"

Lie blinked twice, "If you don't obey, I can only knock you out."

Conan's movements froze.

He suddenly recalled the last time he fainted for no reason and then reappeared to meet the FBI. The corner of his mouth twitched, "Mr. Lin, that time before... wasn't you the one who did it?"

"How is that possible?"

Lie denied, "Xiaolan and I were on the ghost ship at that time, and it was all done by my ex-brother."

Conan: "..."

Ex-brother?

It must be that fierce Uncle Cang Feng...

"Speaking of which, Mr. Lin, what exactly does your organization... want to do?" Conan raised his face and said seriously.

At first, he thought that the 'Mask Gang' was just a simple bandit organization, because almost all the cases where the 'Mask' appeared were thefts.

However, after knowing that Lie was one of them, Conan was not so sure - how could an ordinary theft gang know so much about the black organization?

And it seems that I have heard a little about that organization's plan...

Lie found that Conan was gradually being intrigued, and said with a smile: "Hey, little Conan, this is our inside information, and we can't tell you as an 'outsider'~"

"I'm not an outsider!" Conan suddenly became anxious, "My body has become smaller... They did this. I am obviously..."

He's an insider...

But why does it feel weird when you say you are an insider?

Lie smiled and continued: "It is a key protected animal~"

Conan Half Moon Eyes: "I'm not!"

"You are."

Lie pursed his lips and smiled.

"Conan~ You have to remember that if you become smaller, if the top management of any party... any party, except us, as long as you are targeted, you will definitely be sliced ​​and studied~" Lie also took out a handful

The knife made several threatening gestures on Conan's body.

Conan was successfully frightened back by Lie's actions.

"So~ you must not rely too much on those people from the FBI~" Lie's words were like the whispers of a devil, "You have to remember that we are the only ones you can rely on with confidence~"

"...Really?" Conan was so frightened by Lie's voice that he trembled, but still raised his head firmly, "Well, Mr. Lin, I have a proposal."

"What?"

"You tell me about the black organization, and I promise not to report you!"

Conan made his biggest concession.

strong:"……"

Ah~ Why do you feel like Conan just doesn’t have a long memory?

Obviously, the threat failed last time.

Lie looked at Conan's firm eyes with a troubled expression:

"really……"

"Um?"

"Should I be knocked unconscious?"

Conan: "..."

Dah!

…

organizational base.

Today is another great day for Gin to sleep until noon.

But not long after he woke up, someone started calling him desperately to harass him.

Looking at the slightly familiar phone number in his hand, his still unclear mind revealed a vague name.

Then Gin answered the phone in a daze, "Hello? Belmod, what's the matter?"

"...Belmod? Hey Gin, you didn't eat poisonous mushrooms, did you? I am Angostela! The great Angostela! Your boss!"

"...Oh, Stella, do you have anything to do with me?"

Gin woke up for a second after hearing the other party's voice. He ignored the last few roars of the other party and yawned.

On the phone, Angostela criticized Gin's attitude for another two minutes.

Knowing that Gin said, "If you don't tell me, you'll die," Angostela got down to business.

"You mean, that information is with the police now?" Gin raised his eyebrows.

How efficient is the police this time?

"Well, that's right!"

Angostela's tone was a little sinister.

"According to the information I got from the spies over there, the police invited two detectives to help this time. One of them is Mouri Kogoro, who has gained a lot of fame in Tokyo recently... Gin, you should know this very well, right?"

"certainly."

Gin took a sip of hot water, "Yesterday, regarding the series of cases that killed our traitors, the Metropolitan Police also invited this Mouri Kogoro, and another person... However, Ireland said that the Moori Kogoro was somewhat unworthy of his name.

"

"Where is the other person? Is he a young man with white hair?"

"Well, it is indeed... this person was among the people Belmode asked to pay attention to."

Gin dug out a box of instant noodles in his cabinet and started boiling water. He held his cell phone on his shoulder and started tearing apart the seasoning packet.

On the phone, Angostela's voice was slightly hesitant, "Tsk, that's a bit difficult...what are you doing?"

"Instant noodles." Gin said concisely.

"Instant noodles? How long has it been since then and you can still eat instant noodles!" Angostela said suddenly, "Look at you! I gave you the task, did you do it? I was the one helping to supervise this whole process.

The process of things! Have you played any role? Have you made any contribution? No! Not at all! Damn it~"

After Gin poured out the seasoning packet, he rolled his eyes and put the phone away from himself, "Then what are you doing?"

"Me? I'm eating Western food, it's dinner time now..."

"Would you like a face?"

Gin's face was expressionless, and he even had the urge to catch Angostela in front of him across time and space and give him a good beating.

Is he still guilty of eating instant noodles? Then you, who eats Western food, are not allowed to be dragged out and shot?

After stabbing the villain in his heart a few times, Gin continued: "Since the matter has been related to the Metropolitan Police Department, let's report it to the boss first... Also, don't say that I didn't pay attention to this matter, most of the intelligence personnel

It’s in your hands, if you don’t supervise it, who will?”

Angostela was silent, "Oh, what you said seems to make sense...but that's not the reason for you to be lazy, Gin! I will tell the boss the truth about this, and you just wait to have your wages deducted!"

Gin: "..."

mdzz.
Chapter completed!