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

Binga followed Conan's gaze and gave the organization's signature mocking smile, which scared Conan so much that he shivered.

It's over. Inspector Kurokawa's secret has been discovered.

Binga had no intention of talking to the other party and just ate the meal in silence.

As they were about to leave, a middle-aged woman stopped everyone and claimed that the winning lottery ticket was lost.

Binga didn't want to make trouble over these little things, so he and Kavist just sat there, holding their chins and watching their performance quietly.

Especially Rum, who jumped up and down, asked questions everywhere, and even stopped people in the store and wouldn't let them leave.

This action confused Binga, and he wanted to beat up Rum.

"Sister Kurokawa, who do you think is the most suspicious?" Conan walked to Kurokawa Yuka, wanting to know what she thought about the case.

"I think you are the most suspicious." Binga did not hide his dislike for Conan.

After knowing that Kurokawa Yuuka was a police inspector of an undercover organization, his attitude took a 360-degree turn. He mistakenly believed that everything Kurokawa Yuuka did was to distance himself from him and prevent the organization from finding out about him.

Conan admired in his heart that he was indeed a capable inspector and his ideas were different.

She must have wanted to avoid attracting other people's attention and bear it all by herself.

However, the next second, he was slapped in the face by his own thoughts.

Bingara got on Kavist and walked towards the door, ignoring the customers' attempts to stop him. Wakita Kensuke, who was determined to become Kogoro Mori's apprentice, had already blocked the way for the two of them.

"Sorry, two guests, we found..."

Snapped!

Binga reached out and patted Rum on the head, confirming that it was a disguise, so he had no more worries when fighting.

This slap made everyone in the store hold their breath.

Even Rum opened his eye wide in shock and stared at Binga in disbelief. It had been many years since Rum had been beaten.

"you you..."

"What do you mean by 'you'? Do you have the right to detain me? To put it nicely, it's detention. To put it bluntly, it's illegal detention. Beat you? Beating you is a light punishment."

Bang!

Binga kicked Rum again, but this time the kick didn't hit Rum hard. Instead, the moment the kick hit Rum, the opponent stepped back and fell out.

I am even more certain that the person in front of me is Rum.

Binga became even more excited.

Not everyone has the opportunity to beat Rum.

"Beat him!" Binga said to Kavist beside him.

Kavist didn't know why he wanted to beat this man, but based on Binga's reason just now, this man really deserved a beating. Gin didn't even dare to detain him and wouldn't let him leave even after eating.

Thinking of this, Kavist didn't care about the severity of his attack and started to attack the man who was pinned to the ground by Binga crazily.

Judging from the feel of his muscles, this man is a martial artist, maybe even a detective.

I hate detective stuff.

After beating up the people, Binga and Kavist pushed the door and left without caring about their lives.

Rum got up from the ground. Although his face was bruised and swollen, the strange thing was that all his injuries were external. Although it hurt, it was just pain.

Apart from the unsightly bruises on his face, there was no other impact.

Binga felt the need to help Rum find the real murderer, so he opened the door again, poked his head in, pointed at one of the men in suits and said, "He's the murderer."

Bang!

The door is closed.

Return to Kurokawa's house.

Kavist took a bath, changed into a comfortable robe, sat on the sofa, swirled the sherry in the glass, and asked in confusion: "Why did you hit that person? Aren't you afraid of causing trouble for the organization by doing such unnecessary things?"

"If I take vodka, will he call the police to arrest me?" Binga asked back.

"Uh...you said the ugly one, no, the uncle is a member of the organization?" Kavist really didn't expect this possibility. After all, that person's behavior was too inhumane and he didn't look like a member of the organization at all.

The point is that he doesn't seem to be pretending.

On the other side, Gin and Vodka returned to the safe house in a mess, and the first thing they did was to treat their wounds. If the Boss hadn't forced Brandy to stop and provided them with a private jet, he and Vodka would have stayed in Western Europe.

Who could have imagined that Brandy would bomb them in a fighter jet.

"Brother, this is so terrible. Brandy really wants to kill us. And Binga, he actually ran away by himself." Vodka felt aggrieved and had to tell his brother.

"Idiot, Brandy wants to keep him, do you think he can leave Western Europe alive?" Gin held a cigarette in his mouth and exhaled a puff of smoke, his brows furrowed, the corners of his mouth slightly turned down, and he was obviously in a bad mood.

I took out my phone and opened the organization forum, and found that Binga was still listed on the forum information, and it was just posted not long ago.

[Hot! I found a guy who looked very similar to Rum. He was jumping up and down like Rum... So I beat him up. I felt refreshed and came back to drink two more bowls of wine.]

Boss: Is it possible that the person you beat up was Rum?

Binga: I'll go again tomorrow, hehe! @Rum is really a bit like you.

Rum: Get out! Don't let me see you.

Chianti: Where is it? Can I catch one? The last time Cohen asked Rum for reimbursement, he rejected the request and asked him to pay all the invoices.

Calvados: You haven't appeared for so long. Are you going on your honeymoon with gin and vodka?

Pisco: No doubt, he was just in a bad mood after returning from his honeymoon, and then he saw someone who looked very similar to Rum and beat him up. After all, it was difficult for Rum to get something back.

Tequila: Send me your address. I'll go to Tokyo in a few days and beat him up if I can. I've never asked Rum for a penny.

Chivas: Is Rum so hated? Isn't he the second in command of your Neon?

Anonymous 1: Damn him. I came back undercover to claim reimbursement, and he asked me for an invoice.

Anonymous 2: I wish I could eat his flesh, drink his blood, and fuck his wife.

Ireland: His wife is dead!

Vodka: Go ask Binga, he has experience and will definitely be able to get the money back.

Moscato: No one cares about the description of jumping up and down? Brother, maybe you are talking about rum, please indicate the address, this is the point!