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

The man sitting on the stool picked up his phone and made a call, "Hey, Gin, we've been discovered, get ready for action."

Hang up the phone and continue to monitor the conversation on the other end.

Conan would never have imagined that the listening device was installed on the machine that allowed him to walk upright.

"Kurokawa Yuuka?" Akai Shuichi touched his chin and began to recall his impression of Kurokawa Yuuka. It was as if he was hit on the head by her high heels.

Originally it was just my face that hurt, but when I thought of that woman, my head started hurting too.

When he was beaten, he completely mistook the other person for a woman and didn't do much.

If a fight really breaks out, the other party may not be his match. If it is really Binga, then he has really found a good place.

"They didn't go out this morning. Do you want to go and visit them?" Conan said he wanted to visit, but he actually wanted to expose Binga's identity. He felt like he had overlooked something, but he ignored it because he was excited to find the suspect.

"We should definitely pay him a visit." Shuichi Akai agreed with the idea.

It was just that Gin had just fallen asleep when he was disturbed by the phone call. He sat up from the bed with his eyes closed, glanced at Binga who was sleeping like a dead pig, and pinched his face.

Binga slapped his hand away impatiently, buried his head in the quilt, turned over and continued to sleep. He was so tired yesterday that he fell asleep in the morning. Now he was disturbed within a few hours. No one would be in a good mood.

Seeing that he had no intention of getting up, Gin threw back the quilt and dragged Binga up, "Get up, your identity is exposed."

Hearing his identity exposed, Binga's sleepiness disappeared and he suddenly opened his eyes, "Who?"

"Kudo Shinichi and Akai Shuichi are preparing to visit us."

Gin pulled Binga up from the bed again, and looked at the marks all over his body. He felt happy and naturally tolerated his little temper.

Binga stretched, rubbed his sore muscles, picked up his phone, and began searching for people in the intelligence group, sending messages to them one by one. Those who were about the same height as him were either on missions abroad or on missions.

Thinking of Margaret, he sent a message using Gin's phone, telling her to sneak over to Kurokawa's house.

Binga did not wear women's clothes this time. Instead, he dressed up as an insurance salesman, with a briefcase, a black suit, and a bald hairstyle suitable for working people.

The disguise mask was also very flattering, and he looked like a middle-aged insurance salesman in his forties.

Margaret climbed up through a window at the back of their garage.

Gin opened the window and saw Margaret, who looked very unhappy and resentful. "Did you just finish the mission?"

"Well, you want me to be your girlfriend? Since you're in good health, I'll charge extra for sleeping with you." Margaret's bluntness made Gin want to shoot her with a bullet to shut her up forever.

"Hehe, I'm not so bored as to sacrifice myself." Gin sneered. Whenever Binga got angry today, he would beat Brandy up. How did he control his subordinates?

If they themselves are not self-disciplined, their superiors will follow suit and their subordinates will fail to meet the standards in terms of ideology and morality.

"Then what did you ask me to do?" Others may be afraid of Gin, but she is not. If it wasn't for the sake of her stupid boss, she would have ignored Gin.

"Here's what happened." Binga briefly told Margaret about the current situation.

Margaret, who had no interest at first, suddenly became excited. She looked at Gin, then at the flattering bald man in a suit, and finally her eyes fell on Gin. She sneered, "So you like this tune. No wonder Brandy and you are good friends."

Gin feels powerless, as if there is no normal person in the organization except himself.

Binga began to put makeup and hairstyle on Margaret, and finally even trimmed her hair, using disposable hair dye.

A new Kurokawa Yuuka appeared. Binga took out a lace nightgown and a robe, asked Margaret to change into them, and sat on the sofa opposite Gin.

"I'm from the action team, and my voice can't be changed." Margaret changed her clothes, sat on the sofa and closed her eyes to rest.

"It's not a big deal." Binga found a voice changer with skin-colored stickers from a box and personally stuck it on Margaret's neck, blending the edge with the skin bit by bit.

Just as I finished packing my things, the doorbell rang outside. Margaret glanced at it and asked, "Aren't you going to open the door?"

"Make them wait."

Binga slowly prepared three cups of tea at the right temperature, spread out the insurance company's documents on the coffee table, and then Gin slowly went to open the door.

"Conan? This is... Mr. Okiya? Why has your face gotten bigger?"

Gin wanted to show a sarcastic face, but he held it back. Until he wanted to beat up these two people, he thought that he had worked so hard yesterday, how could he not help him fulfill this small request? It was not like he was being beaten anyway.

"Mr. Kurosawa, would you mind coming in and sitting down for a while?" Now Akai Shuichi had obviously mistaken the person in front of him for Gin, but when he entered the room, he found that in addition to Kurokawa Yuuka, there was another person who was working hard to sell something.

"Sorry to bother you, this is..." Shuichi Akai looked at the insurance salesman and felt that they came at a wrong time.

"Hello, sir. I'm Shiro Narita, an insurance salesman from the Ocean Company," he introduced himself and looked at Margaret, "Ms. Kurokawa, Mr. Kurosawa, if it's not convenient, I can come next time."

"It's convenient. Please wait for a moment, Mr. Narita."

Margaret asked him to stay, but he couldn't leave. How could he act if he left? I really don't know why Gin likes this tune. I never thought he had this problem before. Could it be that he has gone crazy because of the work pressure?

"I wonder what brings you two to my house?" Margaret looked at Conan and Akai Shuichi. She really didn't know why Gin made so much trouble. This was not like Gin's style. He would just take action and be done with it.

The dead are the most obedient.

"Teacher Judy is dead."

Conan was going to start with a topic and then bring up the following topic, but it didn't go as he wished. Binga, who was sitting beside him, interrupted and said, "Was it an accident or an illness? Did you buy insurance? Our company can provide insurance, and there is also a 55-year-old pension. There are many options!"

The atmosphere that had just been created was broken by Binga. Conan didn't know what to say. Is there something wrong with this guy?

"Sorry, maybe Conan didn't express himself clearly enough. What I wanted to say was..." Shuichi Akai interrupted the chattering insurance salesman.

But just as he said this, Binga followed up with another sentence, "Do you want to say that the teacher cheated on the insurance?"