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

If it hadn't unexpectedly become smaller, it might have been a really good poison.

"Use it on her."

Binga raised his head and glanced at Shirley who was tied to the experimental bed. Anyway, she had become smaller in her previous life, so she would not die from taking her own medicine in this life.

"Isn't it too risky?" Bitchus was a little hesitant, mainly because Shirley was now their most durable medicine man, who could survive any food, and her data was still intact, so they were somewhat reluctant to let her die.

"She won't die. If she does, you can say that she was pissed to death because she heard her sister was sent to the French fashion show and she couldn't handle it."

Binga took out his cell phone and prepared to take a video of himself getting smaller.

Kavist stuffed a pill into Shirley's mouth and gave her a sip of water.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

Shirley's face showed a ferocious look and she began to struggle, but her body was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, Binga showed his professional photography skills, shooting 360 degrees without blind spots. Even Kavester and Bordeaux made way for him.

Shirley turned into a child right under everyone's noses, and everyone in the laboratory had a shining look in their eyes.

Because the incident happened so suddenly, no one in the laboratory took any video, so Binga sent them a copy of the video and also sent them some medicines that many organizations could not buy.

"Search Shirley thoroughly and don't give her any chance to escape. After all, she is a member of the organization."

Binga took the medicine and looked down at Shirley who was tied to the experimental bed. He thought of Kudo Shinichi's headache and wondered if Shirley would be the same as him.

With this idea in mind, I wanted to give it a try.

After taking a quick glance and seeing that everyone was busy with their own things, he dragged Shirley off the experimental bed, kicked her twice, then put her back in her place as if nothing had happened and walked out of the laboratory as if nothing had happened.

When Kavist saw the whole process, he was shocked. How deep was the hatred between Binga and the Miyano sisters?

However, seeing Shirley getting smaller, she decided to work overtime in the laboratory this month.

If this drug is developed by her, they will have more organizational resources to devote to it.

After Binga left, he returned to the house in Beika Town. For convenience, he made a few masks of Kurokawa Yuuka in the studio downstairs to carry with him.

After taking a shower and lying in bed, he had not slept for two hours when it was already morning. He was woken up by the noisy sound of children downstairs.

He changed his face to Kurokawa Yuuka's and opened the window, and saw several little ghosts standing at his door, including Conan.

The moment the cold gaze met Conan, Conan greeted her in a coquettish voice.

"Hello, Officer Kurokawa. Let's go to school."

Conan was nervous and perceptive. In order to prevent him from targeting other children, he pushed Genta and the others away quickly.

He always felt that this police officer was a little bit evil and not like a good person, but her reasoning in every case was perfect.

"Hey, Conan, what are you doing? Is the beautiful lady living there a police officer?"

Kojima Genta asked impatiently.

"Yeah, but Officer Kurokawa needs to rest, and we're going to be late, so let's run, Genta."

Conan urged them to leave quickly, as he seemed to have seen murderous intent in the police officer's eyes just now.

That police officer seemed to be targeting children. Could it be that... he was an accomplice in child trafficking?

After watching the little devils leave, Binga made himself a hearty breakfast, took a photo, and posted it on the organization's forum.

Gin, who was eating a sandwich in the safe house, opened the forum and saw a picture of a hearty breakfast.

Baked potato wedges, grilled sausage, fried eggs, fried shrimp, croissants, cherry tomatoes, blueberries, rose milk...

Gin looked at the sandwich in his hand again, threw it directly into the trash can, went out and drove to Binga's current address.

Binga prepared his knife and fork and was about to eat when he heard a knock on the door.

He approached the door with light steps, still holding a dinner knife in his hand, and suddenly attacked the moment the door opened. Gin quickly dodged and captured Binga.

Binga smelled a familiar smell of cigarettes, turned around and found it was Gin. His good mood was ruined and he got angry all of a sudden. He asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Passing by."

Gin let go of Binga, snatched the knife from his hand, walked to the dining table and sat down, then started to eat the breakfast that was exactly the same as in the photo.

Binga: ???

"Hey, that's my breakfast!" Binga rubbed his wrist and kicked Gin.

Gin picked up the plate and dodged, grabbed the rose milk and drank it all, then ate the last tomato on the plate and said with satisfaction: "Well, I know, your breakfast is good."

After saying that, he put the plate down and took out a napkin to wipe his mouth.

Binga stared at Gin's abnormal behavior in disbelief and asked angrily, "You ate my breakfast, what should I eat?"

Gin put his hands in his coat pockets, took out a sandwich slowly, and asked, "Would you like a sandwich?"

Binga:......(??へ??╬)

Binga had a breath stuck in his chest. If he didn't let it out, he would get furious. He stared at Gin fiercely, rushed from the other end of the table to the other side and punched him in the face.

Gin dodged quickly, each movement was small, but he was able to easily avoid Binga's attack.

"How long has it been since you went to the base for training? What kind of messed up fighting style is that? Big goose arm swings?"

The more Binga listened, the angrier he became, and his movements became more impetuous, without any logic, and based entirely on instinct. Gin frowned, kicked Binga's calf casually, and pushed him back, causing Binga to fall on the sofa.

Binga was so tired that he didn't want to get up. He was tired, hungry, and sweating. He didn't want to move at all.

Gin stared at Binga for a moment, narrowed his eyes, and said calmly: "You are too bad at fighting. I will teach you tomorrow."

After saying that, he adjusted his hat, put the sandwich on the coffee table, and walked slowly towards the door. Just before opening the door, he suddenly stopped and said, "I bought it from Vodka."

Binga opened his eyes, sat up, grabbed the deformed sandwich, tore open the packaging, stuffed it into his mouth, and spat it out.

“It tastes damn awful.”

He threw the sandwich into the trash can, leaned back on the sofa and reviewed the difference between him and Gin just now.

Although he disliked Gin, he had to admit that he was really powerful. If he attacked head-on, the possibility of winning would be zero.

"No, if you can't beat him, just blow him up."

With motivation, he quickly stood up and went to the kitchen to make a new breakfast. After eating, he started to complain about Gin on the forum.

[Is Gin a human? He broke into my house early in the morning, beat me up, and ate my breakfast. After eating it all, he even brought out a disgusting sandwich to humiliate me...]

Boss: Gin went too far, it's kind of funny.

Curacao: You deserve it! Why didn’t I beat you to death?

Vodka: You're talking nonsense. That was the sandwich I prepared for my brother myself. How could it be bad?

Pisco: Gin is really stingy to his subordinates. I have never seen a code member who picks up other people's cars and drives them in my life.

Calvados: Is it delicious? Can you treat me to a meal in women's clothing?

Tequila: My company has a project and would like to cooperate with you. Money is not a problem.

Moscato: The hidden rule of gin?