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

Does vodka refer to the cocktail made from gin and Vermouth? Thinking of this, I felt a chill.

Open the forum and start editing your essay.

[Cocktailing with Vermouth? Do you know that she is almost 70 years old? @Gin I heard that you and Vermouth had a twilight romance despite being older than you? ]

Binga typed this sentence almost with gritted teeth.

Anonymous 1: Brother, don’t say that. Is this true?

Anonymous 2: The person above is an intelligence agent, so it’s probably true. Since you’re anonymous, have you checked it too?

Anonymous 3: Back off, back off, back off, back off, I see nothing, I see nothing!

Anonymous 4: Vermouth, I'm going to kill you, it's my first time, ahhhhh...

Anonymous 5: Damn, it’s a good thing I only worked as a bootlicker for a few years.

Bitchus: Are you Calvados upstairs?

Chianti: No need to ask, it must be him.

Moscato: Gin is with you, so why are you anonymous? By the way, who spread the rumor about Gin and Vermouth?

Chianti: It’s vodka!

Vodka...Vodka!

Gin crushed his phone, glared at Vodka who was driving beside him, and said coldly, "Do you have anything to say? Vodka."

Vodka shuddered. He didn't know what was wrong with his brother, but he was sure that his brother was angry so he should shut up.

"Big, big brother, no."

Gin sneered, "Oh, very good, let's go to the training room at the base."

In the training room of the base, Gin beat Vodka from evening to morning on the pretext that he had been slacking off in exercise recently.

Finally, Vodka was carried out.

The day.

A dog-licking hunting order was posted on the top of the organization’s forum.

Vermouth also encountered various obstacles at work, and all the conveniences she had before were gone.

There has never been a moment when I felt that these dogs were so capable.

Binga also decided to go to the Metropolitan Police Department to work officially.

I had just sat down in the office and was about to slack off when I received a call from the police.

Binga couldn't help but frown. Are there too many cases in Beika Town? Why do people die every day?

There are more people dying than the organization’s mission objectives, and a strange phenomenon has emerged: the number of people dying has not decreased.

He originally wanted to get some information about Japanese personnel in the Metropolitan Police Department, but when he checked, he always felt weird.

"Officer Kurokawa, the police are on the way." a police officer shouted.

Binga arrived at the murder scene and saw an acquaintance again.

Kogoro Mouri, Ran Mouri, Conan and those little kids.

The little boy is really stubborn!

This didn't even explode.

Conan began to examine the body without any concealment, and the others acted as if they didn't see anything. Binga just felt strange and wondered if these people were blind. It was necessary to remind them.

However, before he could open his mouth, Inspector Megure's dog-headed reasoning began.

"In this case, the murderer is the owner of this room."

Binga: ..... What should I do if I really want to beat someone up while working with such a moron?

"How is that possible? How could I kill someone?" Yoko Okino retorted.

Binga felt that this star looked familiar. He had seen him on the screen of...Vodka. In this case...

After we finish, take a photo and send it to Vodka.

Binga examined the body, felt the temperature, and found a water stain under the body.

No murder weapon...

If there is no murder weapon, create one.

Temperature, weapon.

ice!

That's what happened.

Binga found these murder methods interesting. He thought he could summarize them and post them on the forum. Maybe someone could use them.

only...

Conan's eyes were always on Kurokawa Yuka, wanting to see how this woman reasoned.

"The criminal is you, Mr. Yamagishi."

Just as he was thinking, Kogoro Mori began his dog-headed reasoning.

Binga yawned and leaned against the wall, quietly watching the idiots perform. The only thing that deserved his attention was this bulk experimental subject. It seemed that he had been involved in both cases.

Conan saw Kurokawa Yuuka resting on the side, and he was always treated as a burden, so he ran up to her and asked in a coquettish voice: "Officer Kurokawa, don't you want to find the murderer with us? Or have you found the murderer so you're resting? I think I know!"

"Ah? Officer Kurokawa, do you already know who the murderer is?" Megure Jusan excitedly moved away from Mouri Kogoro and looked at Kurokawa Yuka expectantly.

"Just commit suicide! Didn't Officer Megure say that before? I think based on your experience, it's correct. After all, you are a police inspector with many years of experience."

Binga leaned against the wall, looking very tired, but because he was wearing a mask, everyone thought she was sick and no one investigated further.

Conan's half-moon eyes, haha, it seems he doesn't have any special abilities!

However, after his investigation, his eyes became serious, an expression that was not consistent with that of an elementary school student. Binga didn't know what he was thinking.

If it were me, I would definitely hide and not attract other people's attention. I would act like a normal child and wait until the right time to give the other person a fatal blow.

However, Kudo Shinichi... obviously does not have this level of planning.

Maybe it was really the clever potion that messed up his brain.

Conan was spying on Kurokawa Yuuka from the dark wall. So that's it. Had she discovered it a long time ago?

When exactly?

Now that you've discovered it, why not tell us?!

In order to reveal the truth, he chose to use an anesthetic needle on Kogoro Mouri, adjusted the voice-changing bow, and began to reason using Kogoro Mouri's voice.

With Binga's height, he could clearly see Conan hiding behind the sofa. He walked to the sofa, raised the corner of his mouth, and leaned over to ask, "Little Conan, what are you doing?"

At the same time, Maori Kogoro's voice came out in the tone of coaxing a child, "Conan, what are you doing?"

In an instant, the atmosphere became weird.

Conan's hair stood on end, and he saw that Kurokawa Yuka was very close to him, but he didn't notice it at all.

"Is this some new type of toy for playing house?"

Binga asked, pointing at the bow in front of everyone, with a happy smile on his face. In the eyes of others, he was a gentle, kind and patient police officer who treated children.

Conan froze in place, too nervous to move, all he could think about was how much she had seen.

If Officer Kurokawa is a member of the Black Organization, wouldn’t he be exposed? What should we do?

How to do?

How to get around it?

Conan was sweating profusely on his forehead as he stared at Kurokawa Yuuka, not daring to make any next move.