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

Gin has maintained the same posture for more than half an hour, staring at Binga quietly. Vodka, who was sitting next to him, didn't even dare to breathe.

He knew that Binga wanted to embarrass Big Brother, but he never said that the way to embarrass Big Brother was to *Big Brother!

If he knew, he would never follow me even if he was beaten to death.

"I really have a problem. This broken system is talking nonsense in my head again. You should try deep hypnosis again, or call your teacher Moscato over. Believe me, I am definitely sick!"

Binga talked a lot but Prosecco didn't believe him. He didn't know how to convince the other party to believe him. This was simply a fantasy.

"You've just been holding it in for too long. Go and have some fun." Prosecco made a suggestion. It was all a personal choice. He was just saying it simply. As for talking about gin, it would be impossible to succeed.

Binga took a deep breath, propped his arms on the table, and almost pushed his face into Prosecco's. He shouted, "I really heard the sound. There must be something wrong with my mind!"

"Yeah, yeah, you are sick, you are sick, okay!" Prosek entered the examination report into the organization's member health system for archiving, and clicked "Healthy" in the mental state column.

Binga watched Prosecco upload his report so perfunctorily and slammed the door in anger.

"Gin, Vodka, your inspection time is almost up." Prosecco looked at the two of them, noticed that they were doing the same thing, rolled his eyes, pointed at Gin and said, "You go first!"

After Gin and Vodka finished the inspection, Binga pushed the door open and came back, snatching the inspection reports from the two.

Skip all the above and go straight to the end.

Well, Gin is in love, has a mild split personality, and has mood swings. It is recommended that he practice yoga to cultivate his body and mind.

Vodka...has a mentor-like mentality, suggesting more tasks and less pointing fingers.

Binga laughed out loud while holding the report, he knew that Prosecco wouldn't work, how could Gin be in love and have split personality, the funniest thing was the suggestion that he practice yoga.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

And what the hell is Vodka's mentor thinking? Does he want to give Gin instructions? But this suggestion is good.

"Prosecco, please contact your teacher. I want him to help me. My illness has not been going on for a day. My mind keeps telling me that I am a villain and a little Karami, which makes me very upset."

Binga put the inspection report on the table, turned around and left without even looking at Gin.

Thinking about going home to find my lover and going on a date at a theme restaurant.

"Where are you going?" Gin stopped Binga and asked.

"Go home and have dinner!" Binga raised his chin, arrogantly pushed Gin's shoulder, and walked past him with a swagger.

When he left, he was still mumbling, "They look exactly the same, but why is there such a big difference? They don't know how to serve others at all."

Gin was almost angry to the point of breaking down.

Vodka, who was following behind, clearly felt the coldness emanating from his eldest brother, and he tried to minimize his presence.

However, Gin did not delay. He immediately changed his clothes and returned to the house in Beika Town, where he sat on the sofa and pretended to watch TV.

In less than a minute, Binga opened the door and came back. If it had been a little later, the two would have met at the door.

"I'm here to pick you up."

Binga was standing at the entrance with a bag in his hand, waving at Gin, signaling him to hurry up.

"Yeah, here I come." Gin stood up, put on a baseball cap, a khaki windbreaker, and followed Binga, holding the corner of his clothes.

Binga reached back and grabbed his wrist, took him to the passenger seat, and drove to the Shaoye Temple theme restaurant that they had liked before. As soon as they entered the door, they saw a group of cosplayers and policemen.

The key point is that there is also a group of young boys who play with cats and dogs, and Kudo Shinichi and Shirley are among them.

When Binga saw this, the mechanical sound in his head began to crow like a rooster.

[System: Host, please help the protagonist find the murderer. ]

[System: Host, please help the protagonist find the murderer. ]

[System: Host, please help the protagonist find the murderer. ]

[System: Host, please help the protagonist find the murderer. ]

Binga's eyelids were twitching and there was a hint of impatience on his face.

Just then, a middle man came over and said to them, "I'm so sorry, something happened here, so we can't open for business for the time being."

And Haibara Ai began to tremble like a sieve again, and kept retreating and hiding. Seeing this, Conan whispered to comfort them, walked up to the two of them, and asked, "Are Kurosawa brother and Kurokawa sister here to eat?"

"Yeah, I didn't expect that children could come to this restaurant without their parents. Did someone kindly invite you to dinner?"

After Binga finally agreed to find the murderer, the voice in his head stopped buzzing, but he was still unhappy when he saw Kudo Shinichi, so it was inevitable that he would make a few sarcastic remarks.

"Hey, it's the older brothers and sisters from the hospital. Are you here for a date?"

Several members of the Junior Detective Team came running over and chattered, and Binga was so annoyed that he wanted to kick each of them. However, the police were watching nearby, and he couldn't beat the children openly, as it would be somewhat immoral.

"Yes, do you know what's going on here?" Binga asked. Isn't it just about finding the murderer? It doesn't mean that the real murderer must be found.

Then several children started talking at the same time, which made Binga's head hurt. In the end, he didn't remember anything except that someone was abusing a cat.

So they are looking for the murderer who abused the cat.

"Sister Kurokawa, you look uncomfortable, do you need help?"

Conan walked up to Binga and although he spoke to him, his eyes were on Gin.

"Actually, it's not necessary! I just can't stand sharp and noisy sounds. I hope you can bear with me." Binga still spoke in a sarcastic tone, showing that he had low quality.

Conan's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he wanted to ask if this person was from Kyoto, as he disliked their noisy and roundabout way of speaking.

"By the way, I heard that some people are abusing cats. That's really despicable. What did the cat you picked up look like?" Binga didn't know if he could see Sable again. In fact, he hoped to meet that smart cat.

"It's an orange cat with broken bones all over its body. It's so abominable." The one who spoke the most harshly was Ayumi. After all, she was the one who found the cat, and she knew best how miserable the cat was.

"It's really abominable!" Binga said perfunctorily, causing Gin next to him to twitch his lips.

"In that case, let's go back. I heard that Mr. Amuro next door makes good curry. Let's go try it."

Gin just wanted to go home and take the next step. After all, he skipped a few steps and failed yesterday. Binga didn't take the bait at all, so he still had some self-control.

"Then let's go to Amuro-san's place to eat curry, and by the way, go see how Gin is doing." Ayumi suggested, staring at Gin with admiration. It was rare to see such a handsome guy, even Amuro-san couldn't compare to him.

"Okay!" Everyone in the Junior Detective Team except Haibara Ai agreed.

Their original intention was to get a ride.

However... Binga drove away with Gin, leaving the five members of the cat-and-dog group confused.

But Binga did not go back first. Instead, the system in his mind led him directly into a park. He rubbed his eyebrows and looked very annoyed.

Gin felt that Binga was not pretending, and recalled the caring words on the file in his mind and said, "Are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Do you need some brown sugar water?"