Ming Ke: I'm exposing the truth in the winery, true and false

Yukiko Kudo didn't even notice that there were two policemen outside the door eavesdropping on her conversation.

When forwarded to Kudo Yusaku, he hung up the phone with great relief and looked at everyone, "Ms. Kurokawa's reasoning seems to be a little off."

"Well, not necessarily."

When Binga saw Shiratori Rensaburo and Sato Miwako appear with serious faces, the smile on his face became more obvious. He wanted to watch the fun arrogantly, but when he thought of more important things, he chose to leave.

"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. If you have nothing to do, you can come and see the fun."

"Once I find the evidence, I will send it to Mr. Kudo."

Binga turned around quickly and left the Metropolitan Police Department with an arrogant step.

Back in the safe house, Binga took off her skirt, removed her disguise, put on comfortable pajamas, and hugged Sable to greet her.

When he saw Gin, he snorted coldly.

To work, Binga took out his computer and made some changes to some nearby surveillance cameras.

Not only did Kudo Shinichi's figure appear in the surveillance video, but he also looked like he was fleeing in a hurry.

Gin passed by him and watched a person suddenly disappear from the computer and then reappear. He became suspicious when he thought of the time bomb that Vodka reported to him today about the organization's problem.

There are rarely any problems with the organization's bombs, and they are not ordinary time bombs, they are all remotely controlled, and premature explosions may be caused by contact with explosives.

This may have something to do with Binga. He went out with a bag of bombs and came back empty-handed. This is not a normal thing.

"Did you do something stupid with the vodka?"

"No." Binga blurted out, subconsciously refutating with Gin. When he reacted, he found that Gin was standing behind him again, "Hey, don't always appear behind me!"

Gin sat next to him, a cigarette in his mouth, and asked calmly: "What did you do today?"

"Today? I saw Vodka and Neon Public Security planting vegetables together. They were Bourbon's contact. They also buried explosives in the vegetable field together. I suspect that there is something wrong with your brain."

Binga thought about dismantling the explosives today, and when Vodka and Tiaozi were burying them in the vegetable field together, countless horses were galloping in his heart.

"They play well together, especially the Japanese policeman. He has to protect Vodka. It's so funny."

It’s funny to think about it, especially when those two people were carefully burying explosives in the vegetable garden. If he hadn’t received professional training, he would have been unable to control himself.

Gin's face froze. He knew that Vodka would not use a bomb for no reason, but he couldn't understand why Vodka used a time bomb to clear the homemade bomb.

"Is there anything funnier you want to hear?"

"What?" Binga looked at Gin in surprise. He didn't look like the man who could tell jokes. Was he possessed by a ghost today?

"Vodka used a time bomb to blow up your homemade bomb." After Gin said this, the room fell into silence.

Binga's head was full of question marks.

What the hell?

How come I can understand each word individually, but can’t understand them when they are put together?

Is it because I didn’t learn Japanese well enough?

What does it mean that vodka used a time bomb to blow up his homemade bomb?

That was not a homemade bomb, it was just made in a hurry and was rather primitive.

Suddenly, an idea came to my mind, and I thought of the farmland where the explosives were buried.

"Do you want to hear something funnier?" Binga asked back.

"Speak." Gin leaned back on the sofa and nodded.

"Bourbon's contact burned the vodka time bomb with fire." Binga thought of the fire caused by the explosion, which was obviously caused by ignition first.

The explosives were buried by Vodka and Yuya Kazami. In order to deal with the explosives, Vodka chose to let the last person use the most traditional method of the organization, while Yuya Kazami chose to let the Neon Public Security Bureau set it on fire.

So Yuya Kazami burned the vodka time bomb, and then the bomb triggered the explosives buried underground, causing a huge explosion.

Gin frowned, finished a cigarette, lit another one, and seriously thought about the two people's train of thought.

Half an hour passed, and after Gin smoked several cigarettes, he slowly said, "Send Vodka to the psychiatric department for a reexamination."

"I think so too. What's the point of liking Okino Yoko? What's so good about Okino Yoko? She's not as good-looking as someone randomly picked out by the intelligence team. I really don't know if there's a problem with the connection between his eyes and brain. He should have a thorough checkup."

After Binga finished complaining about Vodka, he also avenged himself for asking him to carry manure.

Anyway, he doesn't care much about vodka.

The people he wants to battle are all very smart, like vodka...

"Something went wrong with the mission that that jerk Vermouth stole from you earlier."

Gin remembered the important thing, mainly that this mission was snatched away from Binga by Vermouth, and now he has to take over.

"Oh, you're making time-travel software, right? Why? Isn't she awesome? She hijacked the mission. Did she run away? Or did she not understand the mission?"

Binga crossed his legs, raised them up with difficulty, put on an arrogant attitude, and began to mock indiscriminately.

"You want me to take over this mess now? Don't even think about it! Humph!"

When he first saw this task, he felt that it was a task tailor-made for him. Once completed, he might be able to suppress Gin.

As a result, the duck that was in hand flew away.

That idiot Vermouth stole the mission from him.

She, a loser who had to use one finger to type on the keyboard, actually took the task of participating in software development.

What else can she do besides stare at people?

Are you going to cheer for Itakura Taku's ballet performance? !

And that old Boss, he actually gave the task to Vermouth without even considering whether she had the ability to do it?

This is even more outrageous than asking the organization's logistics to snipe Shuichi Akai.