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

"Gin, I'll send you to hell first."

Gin pursed his lips tightly, looking at Binga's flawed actions. Why would he hold up a bomb in such a high-profile manner and not even inform the other party?

Being a little bit petty again!

childish!

Gin picked up the black kitten and stuffed it into Binga's clothes, taking the opportunity to snatch the two walnut-sized bombs from his hands.

"Ah, bastard!"

Binga let go of Gin's hair, bent over and quickly took the kitten out of his clothes, fearing that he would accidentally become Kavist's sister forever.

Fortunately, the kitten is more like a human being than Gin. It is well-behaved, sensible and considerate, and it has put away its claws.

On the other hand, Toru Amuro was in a bad mood. Kogoro Mori was in the limelight recently, and he didn't know whether the organization needed this kind of information.

He also needs to know how to dispel the organization's doubts about him. Only in the organization can he better assist Kurokawa Yuuka to go undercover and get into the core.

Toru Amuro sat on the bed, scratched his hair, and another handful fell out.

He had been thinking about it for an entire night, but couldn't figure out why Gin would believe Kurokawa Yuuka.

Why did you bring people into the organization?

Is Gin so easy to talk to?

Is it because of beauty?

Kurokawa Yuuka is indeed very beautiful, but there are so many beautiful people in the organization, so Gin is not blinded by her.

Is it because the way I entered the organization was wrong?

This left Toru Amuro puzzled.

"If I seduce Gin..."

Toru Amuro shuddered, already imagining the scene of his head being beaten into a sieve.

"I guess he'll put his Beretta against my head and tell me that I don't need to die this way."

"Forget it. I must have been under too much pressure recently. Even such absurd thoughts can come up."

"It's more reliable to seduce Vermouth than to seduce Gin."

buzzing.

The cell phone rang.

Toru Amuro picked up the phone and saw that it was a call with no notes. It was undoubtedly Yuya Kazami. He pressed the answer button and put it to his ear.

"Hey, Kazami, what's going on? Why are you calling so late?"

"You mean the population information of Japan? Sorry, I really don't know that and I haven't found out yet."

"It definitely won't work if it's fake. It will put Officer Kurokawa in danger. I think they should develop some kind of software. We can't just plant bombs in everyone's homes."

"Yes, yes, Officer Kurokawa paid a heavy price, but her undercover work was very successful and she has gained Gin's initial trust."

After hanging up the phone, Toru Amuro lay in bed unable to fall asleep. He found that it was already five o'clock in the morning, so he simply got up, washed, exercised, and made breakfast.

Then he went to the Mouri Detective Agency to visit Kogoro Mouri to find out his true identity.

"Hello, I'm Toru Amuro, the waiter at the Polo Cafe downstairs. I've long heard of Detective Mori's name, and I hope to become your apprentice."

Toru Amuro took out an envelope and placed it on the table.

"It's just a small gift, I hope you can accept it."

Kogoro Mouri sneered when he heard the previous words, but suddenly became excited when he saw the thick envelope.

He picked up the envelope, opened it, saw the thick banknotes inside, tilted his head back, stuck out his tongue and laughed.

"Oh, you're so polite. Don't worry, I will definitely teach you my skills!"

Conan, who was having breakfast, heard the conversation here and complained with Half Moon Eyes: Hey, hey, hey, this is all my credit!

"Thank you very much, Master Maori. I still have work to do. I will come visit you when I have some free time."

After Amuro Toru left, Maori Kogoro took a stack of money and kissed it fiercely. The sudden windfall had made him talk nonsense, "Oh, if I bet on horses with this money..."

"Dad!" Xiaolan snatched the money from Maori Kogoro's hand and began to plan the use of the money. "This is our living expenses from now on. You are not allowed to bet on horses or buy beer."

Conan Banyue watched this farce and complained in his heart: Haha, that's impossible.

But he immediately remembered something and asked, "Uncle, is it true that Officer Kurokawa was forced to resign due to unspoken rules?"

"Hmm? I'm not sure. Now that this matter is known to everyone," Maori Kogoro held his chin and pretended to think, and suddenly exclaimed, "Could it be Inspector Megure?!"

Conan complained in his mind: Hey, hey, hey, how is that possible!

"Maybe he's looking for a reason to leave the Metropolitan Police Department." Conan deduced his own conclusion and he suspected that Kurokawa Yuka was related to the Black Organization.

But her resume is so outstanding, which is very contradictory!

"How is that possible? Do you think it's easy for Ms. Kurokawa to get the position of deputy inspector? How could she leave so easily?" Maori Kogoro yelled and continued to read the newspaper, complaining: "A brat is a brat, why should I waste my words with a brat."

Conan's eyes were half-mooned, and he thought to himself, "Hey, it was me, the little devil, who helped you deduce behind the scenes and made you a famous detective."

"Ms. Kurokawa lives near us, why don't we go visit her together this afternoon?" Conan looked at Xiaolan and asked in a baby voice, "Right, Xiaolan, if it's true, she will definitely need someone to comfort her."

"Eh? Does Miss Kurokawa live near us?" Xiaolan had no idea, but thinking that it was really too much for a girl to be sexually exploited, she agreed to Conan's request.

As the person involved, Binga, who was taken back to the safe house by Gin, became more and more angry. He was so angry that he couldn't sleep all night. He picked up his mobile phone, opened the forum, and started writing a rumor-mongering essay again.

For intelligence personnel, spreading rumors is a necessary skill for everyone. There is no strongest, only stronger.

[Hot! Why does Rum have more than a dozen illegitimate children at the age of fifty, while Gin is childless at the age of thirty? Because he is infertile! ]

Chianti: ??? Brother, you are really not afraid of death! But I just love to listen to you talk.

COHEN: Yeah.

Calvados: What? Gin is infertile? Is that true? Tell me more about it. His new lover is pretty. If he can't have it, I think I have a chance.

Pisco: If you are sick, you have to treat it. You can't hide your illness and avoid seeing a doctor. Like me, I am also infertile, but I have been treating it for most of my life.

Ireland: Father, you have damaged the root of the disease, and no treatment is of any use.

Vermouth: No, gin is very strong! (*￣︶￣)

Kavist: Oh, our Binga is also very strong! ╭(╯^╰)╮

Bitchus: Gin is infertile? No... Bro, you can see this for everyone to see!

Camus: I am interested in this question. You can start a live broadcast to explain it in detail.

Moscato: No one cares about how Binga knew that Gin was infertile. Do they live together?