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

"This drug is a bit bizarre...it's impossible."

At this moment, Haibara Ai backed off. She didn't want to go looking for her sister in the shit.

In fact, the two of them are rarely together and can fight for each other, but they can't eat shit for each other.

Especially when she saw the golden color coming out of Conan's mouth, she felt that she was being too noble.

"I still feel a little dizzy, you go first." Haibara Ai finally backed down.

.......

Kurokawa House.

Binga was lying on the sofa, petting the cat while talking on the phone with Bourbon.

"I don't know, Senior. I've already fooled her. Can you help find Miyano Akemi? If she's dead, say I killed her. If you can't find her, I'll make up a new excuse."

"Was it difficult to get a code name? It's not bad, it's pretty easy."

This is not Binga's Versailles. It was indeed quite easy for him to get the code name. It was just a few simple tests.

One-off.

I think I got the code name when I was fourteen or fifteen, and went undercover in Europol as a senior engineer at the age of twenty.

Finally he was killed by Gin.

Mudd!

Gin!

Even if I become a ghost I won’t let you go.

"Yes, yes, come on, Senior. If you have poor talent, you can rely on hard work. If you don't work hard enough, you can rely on beauty. I've heard it all. Senior, you are very brave. I will tell Officer Kuroda about your great sacrifice."

Amuro Toru on the opposite side remained silent. In fact, he didn't want anyone to know at all.

"Thank you, but it's not necessary. It would be great if you could get the code name. The Neon Public Security Bureau will keep an eye on your target for you. Even if she's not dead, they won't let her show up."

"Also, be careful with Gin. He's very dangerous."

After hanging up the phone, Toru Amuro sighed. He was really worried about Kurokawa Yuka. She was really... Oh, forget it, let his junior help.

After all, she is the first person who still cares about Hiro. Maybe I really don’t have the talent.

At this moment, Toru Amuro's eyes revealed confusion and helplessness. Kurokawa Yuuka was about to get a code name in three months.

It took me a year to get in touch with the organization, and I worked on the periphery for two years. After getting a code name, I was beaten, completed the mission with a limp in a wheelchair, and lived in a single room used for code names in the organization for three years.

It seems like a real failure.

Maybe it was a mistake from the beginning.

Binga didn't know that his remarks had a huge impact on Amuro Toru's emo, and he began to doubt himself constantly.

"Hey, Gin, what code name did you give to this Kurokawa Yuuka alias? What kind of wine do you have now?"

Binga felt that it was time to upgrade himself so that he could get benefits from Kuroda Bei.

"Just use what you have now." Gin closed his eyes and rested. The task had already been arranged. His injury had not healed yet, so it was more important to rest. He left the unimportant tasks to Rum.

"Use Binga? What about me?" Binga was confused. Gin started to be perfunctory with him on the mission. It was time to find an opportunity to make him disappear.

"You died, so this code name was activated by you." Gin explained, leaning on the sofa with a cigarette in his mouth, looking like an old man in his seventies.

"Okay!" Binga thought about it and was too lazy to ask the boss for a code name. It was quite troublesome, so he was more accustomed to using his own.

In order to make Kuroda Bei trust him more, he called the other party.

"Hey, old, boss, I got the code name."

"Yes, what? You doubt me? Are you sick?"

"What level is Senior Fūya? What level am I? He spent a year as a matchmaker and two years on the periphery, while I entered the core in three months. You compare me with him. You should treat your illness as soon as possible."

"I'm telling you, I'm under surveillance now. Don't let anyone else contact me except Senior Fūya, and don't contact me. If there's anything important, I'll tell Senior Fūya and have him contact the contact person."

"What? You want me to find the boss of the organization? Why don't you go to heaven? Why don't you go to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun? I don't even know if the boss is a human or a ghost. Where can you ask me to find him?"

"Even if there is a living person, can a person like me who joined halfway know about it? You want me to find a way? I can't do it. You can ask Senior Furuya to find a way. He has seduced and devoted himself to an old lady in her seventies. I can't do that. I'm not that hungry."

Just after I hung up the phone, the doorbell rang.

Binga discovered from the surveillance video that it was Megure Juzo and Conan, and immediately grabbed Gin, tied his hair up, and put on a cute headband.

"You go open the door, I have to go disguise myself."

Gin reluctantly put on his shoes and went to open the door.

Conan stood at the door of Kurokawa's house with a hint of anticipation.

But when he saw the person opening the door, he froze in place.

Gin!

That's the Gin Bar!

Why is Gin here?

Conan's brain was working frantically, but it was overworking and he started to mechanically stop thinking.

Gin's cold eyes swept past Conan, then turned to look at Megure Jusan and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"Eh?" Megure Jusan didn't know why a strange man appeared in Kurokawa's house, but he still took out his ID and explained: "Hello, I am Megure Jusan of the First Investigation Division of the Metropolitan Police Department. A body was dug out from the Kudo house next door. We are checking the surrounding area."

Gin smelled the scent on them and didn't want to open the door. He even took a few steps back and took out a mask from his pajamas pocket and put it on.

Megure Jusan was a little embarrassed. He didn't know when the smell on them would disappear. The person in front of him was already polite.

The previous family asked them directly whether they had fallen into the toilet.

"Oh, what do you want to ask?" Gin didn't open the door.

"Excuse me...is this your home?" Megure Jusan felt it necessary to ask.

"Who is it? My dear nephew." Binga, who had disguised herself as Kurokawa Yuuka, was wearing a floral dress and a smoky grey coat. When she opened the door and saw that it was Megure Jusan, she showed a surprised expression, "Officer Megure? What's the matter?"

"Ms. Kurokawa, this, this, this, is this your nephew?" Megure Jusan looked at Gin, then at Kurokawa Yuuka. A nephew this old didn't look like a good person.

"Yes, he is a very rude person. He had a conflict with his family and his father broke his leg, so he came to me for refuge."

Ignoring Gin's increasingly dark complexion, Binga continued, "He's a rather rude man, please bear with me."

But just as Binga was about to open the door, he smelled a foul odor on several people, and quickly stepped back, covering his mouth and nose, and asked, "Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

"Someone died next door, check it out." Gin reminded.

"Oh, Officer Megure, I'm sorry, my nephew has had a leg injury for a long time, and I also... strained it. This matter has nothing to do with us, but we have been at home these two days and have not gone out, and we have no clues."

Binga said as he stepped back.

Conan's eyes were always on Gin. With pigtails and a Mickey Mouse headband, this person must be Gin.

hateful!

Why don't you open the door.

"Sister Kurokawa, can I go in to the bathroom?" Conan covered his trouser pocket and jumped back and forth as if he was stepping on a hot floor.

"No, Conan, don't talk. Your mouth stinks. If you can't hold it in, just pee at the door," Binga refused decisively. He hesitated several times and finally couldn't help asking, "Did you eat shit?"