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

In the next ward, Miwako Sato, wrapped in bandages all over her body, lay beside the bed of the lifeless Jinpei Matsuda, crying heartbreakingly, while Jinsaburo Shiratori kept comforting her.

Megure Jusan shook his head helplessly and asked, "Where's Inspector Kurokawa? How is she?"

"The doctor said that he has fractures all over his body and needs to rest for a while. He is still in a coma, so let's not disturb him." Shiratori Renzaburo was still relatively rational. He was half responsible for the accident.

If he didn't want to pursue Kurokawa Yuuka, if he didn't bring them to that club, but just found a bar to have a small gathering, no one would be in trouble.

Now Officer Matsuda has died to protect them, Officer Kurokawa is in a coma, but the organizer of the party is safe and sound, and the murderer has not been found yet.

"Damn it! I must catch the murderer and avenge Officer Matsuda and Officer Kurokawa."

Megure Jusan was speechless and just patted Shiratori Renzaburo on the shoulder. No one expected this to happen.

"Go see what's going on over there in Kurokawa."

The two drove to Kurokawa Yuka's ward and saw a person pretending to be dead being pushed on a flatbed. Shiratori Renzaburo's heart skipped a beat and he ignored his own injuries and ran over with his crutches to stop the doctor and nurse, "Doctor, what happened to Officer Kurokawa? Where are you sending her to?"

"The officer's vital signs are very unstable. We need to send him to the intensive care unit, but don't worry, we will do our best to treat him."

Shiratori Renzaburo clenched his fists and whispered in Binga's ear: "Officer Kurokawa, don't worry, I will definitely catch the murderer and avenge you and Officer Matsuda."

"Also...Also, when you wake up, no matter what you look like, I will wait for you. My heart is on the moon."

Binga, who was lying on the bed pretending to be dead, had his hair standing on end. He almost came back to life. Why the hell didn't Bitchus push him away quickly?

He couldn't stand it any longer. If you didn't leave, he would get up and kill someone.

Bitchus, who was among the medical staff, had his shoulders shaking from trying to hold back his laughter.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to my mind.

Binga once said that if anyone cheated on him, he would break all three of his legs.

Why three legs?!

He is a man!

I felt something was wrong before, and now I suddenly realized that Binga is a crossdresser, so how could his girlfriend have three legs!

Oh my God!

He seemed to have discovered something extraordinary.

But looking at Binga's reaction, it doesn't seem like a golden paper clip.

But... who would go into it further!

Hey!

"Please make way. We need to take the patient to the intensive care unit quickly."

Bitchus pushed Shiratori Renzaburo aside and ordered someone to push the man away immediately.

At this time, Kudo Shinichi trotted over to Megure Jusan, supported his hands on his knees, hunched over and gasped heavily, "Officer Megure, I, I have a clue to tell you. I suspect the murderer is in the crowd, because at the moment of the explosion, I was picked up and thrown into the room."

"Who is it?" Megure Jusan asked anxiously, "Did you see the other person's face clearly?"

"No." Kudo Shinichi was a little disappointed, but this emotion was fleeting, "But I am sure that person is in the crowd, and next to me."

"Okay, I understand. How is Brother Kudo?" Megure Jusan thought that the explosion killed so many people, and if the murderer was there, he would be either dead or injured.

"My father hasn't woken up yet." said Kudo Shinichi.

When Binga heard Kudo Shinichi's voice, he opened his eyes slightly and saw the guy jumping around with only superficial injuries.

He even suspected that this man's bone density was higher than that of normal people. After all, when he pressed the man into the corner and kicked him, several of his kicks landed on his head. Under normal circumstances, his head would have cracked.

He clearly remembered how much strength he used, but the little boy was still alive and kicking without any skin injuries.

Mudd!

Gin, you bastard!

He was mad at me for not replying after reading the message!

After being transferred to the organization's 'intensive care' ward, Binga immediately opened his eyes, took out his mobile phone, entered the organization's forum and began to launch a series of accusations against Gin.

Finally, he posted a hospital bill and @朗姆 reimbursed him.

When Karasuma Renya saw the news on the forum, he thought someone's privacy was exposed again.

The result is that Binga accused Gin of withdrawing without notice, not replying to messages after reading them, and not killing rats to keep for the New Year...

Finally, there was a list of hospital expenses for Rum to reimburse.

Karasuma Renya stared at the list with a grim expression.

The organization pays codename members a lot of money, so how come Binga is so poor that he doesn't even have that little money?

I hope Rum wouldn't embezzle the organization's mission funds to support his dozen illegitimate children!

Also, why didn't Gin execute the rat immediately after catching it?

Then, Gin and Rum each received a greeting from the Boss.

Rum was furious when he received the news. It was Binga again. His operations team was asking his intelligence team to reimburse some expenses.

But since the boss had personally asked about it, I still paid the hospital fees, which took half a month.

Gin also had a bad look on his face, but he still explained the reason very respectfully, wanting to maximize the benefits of these mice.

In fact, he was just too busy with the task and was ready to squeeze these rats to death during the task.

When Karasuma Renya saw that Gin asked the lame mouse to do the task and even sent an external member to push the wheelchair, he fell silent.

What a living dad!

Even the King of Hell would call him “living father” when he sees him!

[You did a great job. ——Boss]

After reading the email, Gin rubbed his brows and said to Vodka, "Go to the organization hospital."

"Are we going to visit Binga?" Vodka blurted out.

Gin took a look and said nothing. He really didn't know what was going on in Vodka's brain. He was lying in the hospital unable to move, so could he not move his hands as well?

late at night.

Binga was lying on the bed reading pharmacological information when suddenly the door of the ward was pushed open and Gin, dressed in black and looking cold, walked in.

Seeing the person coming, Binga didn't care about the injuries on his body, jumped up from the bed and punched Gin.

It's so straightforward that there's no technical content involved, it's just a punch for venting anger.

Gin easily grasped his fist and kicked him on the calf. Binga, who was already injured, fell down directly. Gin grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and threw him onto the hospital bed.

"Hiss~ You bastard, you planted the bomb without informing us to retreat."

"Then I don't remember. Who would wait there after completing a mission target?"

Gin threw a computer at Binga, stared down at him, and ordered, "Deal with the surveillance."

"I was almost blown to death by you, and you still let me work while injured?"

Binga wanted to hit him in the face with his computer, so he thought so and did it.