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

Huiyuan Ai thought of something and looked at Conan with a strange look, "Didn't I tell you before? Did you forget?"

"Did you tell me?" Conan didn't remember saying that the man was Binga, and it was their first time meeting. Even if Haibara had told me, she knew what he looked like.

"Haven't we met before at the Twin Towers party? He and Gin pretended to be a genius electronic engineer from the Karasuma Group and a lame boss, don't you remember?"

Haibara Ai looked at Conan in confusion, not knowing whether he had really forgotten or if there was something wrong with his brain.

But seeing the 68-proof vodka on his waist, he might have drunk too much to damage his brain.

Conan noticed the look in Huibara Ai's eyes, and began to wonder if she had damaged her brain by drinking like Maori Kogoro. He touched the tip of his nose awkwardly, "Maybe... that's it! Ha, ha ha..."

"Let's quickly find out what secrets this castle has!"

In order to hide the embarrassment, Conan quickly changed the subject and took one adult and two children and Haibara Ai to search the villa.

Binga and Vodka were naturally also wandering around the castle. Binga pinned a brooch-type camera on the collar of his coat, went to the room upstairs, opened the window and began to appreciate the scenery of the yard.

"Isn't this chess? Who in their right mind would have a chessboard in their yard?"

Even though Vodka's brain wasn't very good, he was shocked that the castle owner was mentally ill. He took a picture with his mobile phone and complained to Gin about the hardships he and Binga had experienced during their outing and what they saw and heard.

Binga looked at the chess game thoughtfully, but soon shifted his gaze.

A few little ghosts also ran into the room and saw the chessboard. Conan drew the chessboard on his notebook.

Binga couldn't help but sneer when he saw this action. Wouldn't it be more intuitive to take pictures with a mobile phone?

While Conan was solving the puzzle, he was also secretly observing Binga and Vodka, wondering if Gin was nearby, and seemed a little absent-minded.

After taking two sips of gin, Haibara Ai calmed down a lot and did not encounter Binga. After all, that guy watched her shrink.

For this purpose, Haibara Ai put on a hat and glasses, and tied her hair into two small pigtails, making her look more childlike and like a little kid. She even walked with her head down.

Anyway, Vodka didn't recognize her in this image, but he thought that Xiao Gui's alcohol tolerance was quite impressive, and he complained to Binga, "Nowadays Xiao Gui always carries alcohol with him. That's a gin bar. I didn't expect Xiao Gui to have good taste."

Binga stared at him as if he were a mentally retarded person. He didn't want to argue with a fool, but he still had to find something for him to do, so he thought of the young old woman.

"Please help me find out what kind of person has the habit of having plastic surgery to turn himself into an old woman."

"Huh? You..."

"Ok?"

Vodka saw Binga glaring at him with a crooked mouth and bared teeth, so he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth, took out his mobile phone and started investigating.

However, he felt that Binga was just jealous of his idleness, so he deliberately found something for him to do. He just asked a symbolic question in the organization group.

If anyone knows, they will naturally chat with him privately.

Anyway, all the unimportant matters of the organization are posted in the group, and if anyone wants to know, they will contact the initiator.

After a while.

The person who approached him for a private chat was not an intelligence officer, but a doctor from the United States.

He is also the doctor who performed facial reconstruction on Vermouth.

A few years ago, someone wanted plastic surgery to look like an old woman, and to make sure she looked like the photo, she underwent several adjustments.

Then attached were photos of the customer before and after the surgery, as well as personal information.

Although doctors should help patients protect their privacy, they are members of the organization and their loyalty to the organization is evident to all.

Even if the organization wanted to know what color a person's bitter tea seeds were, he would go and take a look and write down the size and brand.

After reading it, Vodka was so shocked that he was speechless for a long time. He sent the information directly to Binga. He needed to take it easy. It turned out that human habits could not be judged by human thinking.

Binga received the email and quickly read it through, with a villain-like sneer on his face, "As expected!"

"what!"

Bang!

Mitsuhiko and Ayumi shouted, "Where's Conan? Why is he gone? He was here just now."

"Uncles, have you seen our friends?" Mitsuhiko found two adults standing at the door and began to ask.

result...

The word "uncle" made both Binga and Vodka break down.

"Hey, what are you yelling about, little brat? Who is your uncle!" Vodka raised his foot and kicked Mitsuhiko, almost kicking him from the door to out of the window.

Fortunately, Ayumi grabbed Mitsuhiko in time to prevent him from falling out of the window and dying, but she was also scared by Vodka and Binga, and they apologized repeatedly.

Mitsuhiko: "Yes, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, big brother!"

Ayumi: "Yes, I'm sorry, handsome."

Obviously, the apologies of the two men only prevented Binga and Vodka from pulling out their guns to commit crimes. They turned around and left with murderous intent in their bodies.

"Do I look that old?" Vodka touched his face. He felt that he was still quite young. How could he be an uncle?

What if his elder brother thinks he is too old?!

But when I thought about the little kid who just called Binga Uncle, I felt a lot better.

"Not bad." The angriest person was Binga. He spent tens of millions on maintenance every year, but in the end, he was called uncle by a little kid.

If Vodka hadn't kicked with his right foot, he would have kicked with his left foot.

Binga doesn't seem to care, but...

Either you explode in silence or you become distorted in silence!

That kid is already on his death list, even higher than Gin.

"By the way, do you know where the treasure is? How about we kill everyone and have the outer members of the organization drive an excavator over to dig up the castle?"

Vodka, who is not with Gin, is simple and rough in his actions. He is just as bad as Binga, and neither of them has a better personality.

As the sky gradually darkened, the castle's young master, Mamiya Noble, found them and invited them to dinner.

As code members of the organization, they are extremely careful when dining out. They pick up their chopsticks only after others have finished eating, and they wipe the chopsticks repeatedly with wet wipes.

Haibara Ai had never been so frightened as she was now. Sitting opposite her was Binga.

"It's really lively today." Mamiya Mitsuru sighed as he looked at the people at the table.

"When I was a child, we had a lot of guests at home. Unfortunately, after my mother passed away in a fire, there were fewer guests now." Takato Mamiya echoed.

"I heard that you two have been living here since the fire. I don't know why." Dr. Agasa felt that this family was very strange. Few people would live in such an unlucky place for a long time.

"Actually, we decided to return to this castle and paint leisurely after graduating from university," explained Takato Mamiya.

"I stayed here because I started to worry about my mother-in-law's grief over the loss of her daughter, but over time I gradually fell in love with this place," said Mamiya Mitsuru.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mamiya Masuyo appeared silently in the restaurant in a wheelchair and said sarcastically: "Huh, what you like is the wealth of this castle, right?!"

"That's true, that's why I let the two Uozuka detectives and my scientist friend live here, hoping that they can crack the secret of the castle."

Mamiya Mitsuru said calmly.

"Speaking of the secrets of this castle..."

Binga put down his chopsticks, glanced at everyone, paused deliberately, and looked at everyone's greedy, excited, or curious expressions, which aroused great anticipation.