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

"Shh!" Kurokawa Yuuka put her index finger between her lips, making Conan's misunderstanding even more intense!

Let you trust me and become the pillar of your destruction of the organization, and then your dream will be shattered and I will bring him to Gin and kill him!

Correct!

That's it!

Thinking of this, Binga's expression softened, and looking at Conan now was like looking at a smart monkey jumping up and down.

Conan was confused by Kurokawa Yuka's behavior. How could this happen? Is the undercover organization crazy?

Otherwise why would she beat the child?

Was it to confuse the people who were monitoring her?

Then why did you beat him? Was it because you discovered his identity and felt no psychological burden to beat him?

If that's the case...it's not impossible as long as we can destroy the organization.

"You should take good care of yourself and don't go out. Be careful not to get caught next time, or you won't be so lucky to meet me."

Binga narrowed his eyes and smiled at the two of them kindly and sincerely, as if he was the best police officer in the world.

"Okay, okay." Conan rarely stopped asking further questions, mainly because his head started to hurt again.

Even though I had a headache, my mind was full of guesses about what Kurokawa Yuuka meant.

next time?

Is it possible that there will be no chance to rescue him from the Black Organization next time?

This is a warning to him.

"Hiss~ It hurts so much, it hurts so much!" Conan covered his head and began rolling on the bed.

Doctors and nurses soon filled the ward to provide sedative treatment to Conan.

Dr. Agasa stood anxiously beside Haibara Ai's bed, keeping an eye on Ayumi and Mitsuhiko to prevent them from causing trouble.

When Conan calmed down and fell into a coma again, Dr. Agasa asked worriedly: "Doctor, how is this child? Why does he have a headache? And Ai also said she had a headache after waking up, and she has no feeling in her body."

"We speculate that they are dependent on alcohol. Because they are young, if they use anesthesia for a long time and the dosage is not controlled well, they will die. Sleeping pills are not something that can be bought in large quantities, so they must have drunk them with alcohol."

"Alcohol can be easily purchased in large supermarkets or convenience stores. The kidnappers may think that alcohol will not harm the body, so they will get them drunk if they resist violently."

The doctor explained it to everyone in detail. Simply put, Haibara Ai and Conan had become alcoholics and they would be fine after drinking some alcohol.

Or go to a relevant hospital to quit drinking.

Binga looked at the two loose test subjects with a strange expression, wondering if it was because he fed them alcohol in the laboratory!

After all, at that time, Kavist used a small amount of alcohol to conduct a sensitivity test on the two people, and he chose to use a simple and rough method to pour it directly into their mouths.

Each time, we sell seven or eight bottles of 500 ml wine.

A little sympathy, but not much.

Binga really wanted to know whether the two would choose to give up drinking or drink anytime and anywhere, so he pretended to be concerned and asked, "Will they take out a bottle of wine and drink it all in one gulp during class?"

Doctors and nurses: ... The scene is so beautiful that I dare not imagine it, for fear that I will laugh and the family members will misunderstand it as unprofessional.

Dr. Agasa, Xiaolan: !!! (⊙_⊙)

Ayumi, Mitsuhiko:...... ?[┐'_'┌]?

Conan, Haibara Ai: ... =????(???'')

“Should… shouldn’t be the case!”

Xiaolan answered for Conan and Huiyuan Ai, if she was in class at school and the classmate next to her suddenly took out a bottle of wine and drank two gulps, still smelling of alcohol...

I had no way of concentrating on the teacher's lecture. All I wanted to do was see when my classmates would get drunk.

"It's embarrassing for such a young child to quit drinking."

Binga felt it was quite embarrassing. After all, if someone in the organization was sent to a rehabilitation center, he would be considered a person without self-control and would become the laughing stock of the entire organization.

But detectives are the most shameless people, so they shouldn’t feel ashamed, right?

What he hated most was detectives anyway.

"If the person I like sees my embarrassing side, I will definitely vomit to death. If I can't bear it... I will go to Kamakura and lie on the railway tracks."

Binga analyzed the chain of events that occurred after drinking in class one by one. Looking at the unpredictable expressions on Shirley and Conan's faces, he was in a particularly good mood.

"No, I won't think too much until I catch the murderer." Conan saw Xiaolan's worried look and changed his words: "Brother Shinichi must be innocent. I want to catch the real murderer."

"Come on!" Binga had no intention of teasing the two little mice. He turned around and left like the wind. This action stunned everyone in the room.

"Sister Kurokawa looks so hurried." Ayumi said, "But she is really a great detective. I want to be like Sister Kurokawa when I grow up."

"Of course you can. Besides, Kurokawa-sister's legs are so long and beautiful."

Mitsuhiko's face turned slightly red as he said what was in his mind. He had been secretly glancing at Kurokawa Yuka's legs. They were really straight, thin and long. He had never seen such perfect legs before.

"Another pervert!" Huibara Ai complained.

Binga, unaware that his legs had become a role model for the little kids, pulled out his phone and sent Kavist an email.

[Something unexpected happened. The two test subjects... need to rely on alcohol to survive. - Binga]

When Kavist saw Binga's email, he hummed a song and happily opened it. He thought that Gin's dad had moved away, but he didn't expect that the experimental subject had become addicted to alcohol.

Fortunately, their experiments have made great progress, and the boss is very satisfied. He has approved a large sum of funds and allowed Binga to participate in following up the progress of the project.

Let Binga enter and exit the laboratory with legitimate reasons, instead of having to rely on Gin's permission.

"Hey, why is Binga Gin's little brother?"

Kavist held her cheek, the beauty pouted, the beauty was melancholy, the beauty sighed.

"Forget it. Gin's subordinates all seem to lack emotional lines in their minds. I don't know if Binga lacks them, but I always feel like they lack them too."

To confirm, Kavist quickly typed on the keyboard and replied to Binga's email.

[I proposed to the boss that you follow up on this project, without being constrained by Gin. Are you happy? How do you want to reward me? Or how about treating me tonight to drink the drink we mixed together? - Kaviste]

A few minutes later.

[What do you want to drink? I'll bring two boxes to the lab for you. Cocktails make you fat, they're just to fool those who like to act cool! But I'm really happy. [Stepping on gin, with hands on hips, laughing Q version.jpg]——Binga]

When Kavist saw the email that was replied immediately, he felt mixed emotions for a moment, and his expression was indescribable.

If you tell him he doesn’t value you, he will reply immediately!

To say that he values you is... missing the point.

The key is to mix the drinks!

Not wine!

Kavist took a deep breath, held his forehead with his hand, sighed, and stared at the ceiling with dead fish eyes.

"It has been confirmed that Binga is also missing something in his brain."

Binga, who was completely unaware of this, had already contacted members outside the organization and moved two boxes of wine from all over the world to the laboratory.

To express gratitude, a card was hand-painted inside the box, on which was a Q-version statue of Kavist blowing into a bottle.