Has the conscience of the winery been cleaned up today?

Both kidnappers were knocked down, and Conan's first reaction was to check Gin, who was almost kidnapped.

But as soon as he took two steps closer, he saw that frail young man push away Akai Shuichi who was holding him, backhand clasped the wrist of No. In his abdomen, the pain caused him to arch his waist, loosen his hand, and the gun he was holding fell to the ground.

Pressing the person against the wall expressionlessly, Qin Jiu glanced over the faces of the three kidnappers one by one, with a bit of hesitation in his eyes.

Such a stupid guy also came to be a kidnapper?Are they still members of the organization?Look at this action, it's like gourd babies saving grandpa, sending them off one by one.

Akai Shuichi took a few steps back, looked up at the gin, he stood in the shadows, his handsome face was cold and indifferent, his clothes fluttered, like a non-human artist who came out of a painting.

Strange appearance, very different temperament, no resemblance to someone in his memory.However, he inexplicably stacked that person's figure on top of the person in front of him. Although the result he got was that the two were completely different, he couldn't restrain this unreasonable impulse and thought.

"you……"

Akai Hideichi hesitated to say something, but seeing Gin "hiss", he withdrew his hand and rubbed his wrist, as if he had twisted it.

The impulse to compare and stack pictures that had just arisen in his heart disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he vowed to think:

If this man were gin, he would wash his hair upside down and eat canned herring!

He was reminded by Butterfly in time, knowing that he was being suspected by Shuichi Akai, Gin calmly and naturally acted out a scene in which he was agile but physically weak in a fight, hurting the enemy and twisting his hand, to dispel his doubts.

The old enemy for so many years is not in vain, Gin knows better than anyone else Akai Hideo's eyesight and intuition.

Since he has decided to do the task honestly and wash away his sins for a hundred years, he will go to the Kingdom of God to play mahjong with the God of Light, of course Qin Jiu will not let anyone or anything disrupt his plan.Anyway, the organization is dead, and he and Hideo Akai will not have any intersections in a day, so it's good to be able to fool the past now.

However, he wanted to act, but the kidnappers were not very cooperative.Seeing him let go, the kidnapper not only did not rush into the elevator to escape immediately after he escaped, but also tried to turn around and fight back.

One of the three major illusions in life: I can fight back.

Qin Jiu's fighting instinct was carved in his bones, and it was only when the kidnapper showed his intention to attack that he reflexively kicked him into the wall before he could make a move.

It was really kicked "into" the wall, most of the kidnapper's body was embedded in the wall, gravel and gravel rolled down from his side, and he also let out a scream like a pig, screaming extremely shrill, It sounds like a good pig.

Conan, who didn't have time to react at all: "..."

Akai Shuichi just raised his hand: "..."

Knocking out the kidnapper and throwing it to the ground, Gin pretended to clenched his wrists, nodded coldly to Conan and Akai Xiu who were looking dumbfounded, then calmly walked into the elevator and pressed the button for the first floor.

When I went to the clothes, I learned the name and the name.

After half an hour.

Akai Shuichi took off his glasses and asked Conan: "Kudou, what is your first impression of him?"

Conan replied without thinking: "Weak and gentle."

Hearing this, Akai Shuichi heaved a sigh of relief.

Luckily he wasn't alone.

……

When Gin went downstairs, the police had already arrived, and the suspect was identified under the ingenious reasoning of Mori Kogoro, and the rest of the idlers were sent out of the mall in an orderly manner by the staff.

Back in the car, Gin grabbed the butterfly disguised as a brooch at the neckline: "How about the mission?"

The butterfly turned into a prototype, landed skillfully on the steering wheel, flapped its wings and said, "Conan was rescued, the kidnapper was subdued, this task has been completed."

"Yeah." Gin Jiu didn't bother to reason about the logic of why the mission would be completed if Conan wasn't rescued by himself, so he started the car and drove out of the parking lot of Mihua Building.

The task is completed, and his next plan is to find a foothold.

Gin Jiu's false identity was personally arranged by the God of Light. Regardless of whether the character fits his personality or not, at least the documents are complete and authentic.

The God of Light set him up as a talented painter with a deceptively weak appearance and a quiet and restrained personality.I have a store under my name, but I haven’t decided what to use it for, so I rent it out. I get rental income every month and regular drafters come to feed me. It can be said that I live a very comfortable and leisurely life.

Hearing the identity information read out by Die Die, Qin Jiu suspected that the God of Light had been playing role-playing games recently, and a strong smell of an RPG protagonist came over his face.However, it is undeniable that living with such an identity is better than what he had imagined before.

It wasn't until he was led by Butterfly to take back his storefront that he realized that his cognition had gone wrong.

He is so stupid, really, why would he believe that the setting of the God of Light would be reliable?

His shop, a small two-story building, is located just opposite Kudo's house.

Opposite!

Gin lit a cigarette and fell into deep thought.

He doesn't want to play mahjong anymore.

Butterfly flew over slowly, squatting on his shoulders, seeming to be used to the off-line arrangement of the God of Light, and comforted him in the tone of someone who has been here: "Don't worry, the God of Light will not be so reliable, this is just the beginning, you must Have a strong heart and carry through this time with faith."

Qin Jiu's eyelids twitched when he heard it: "Is he reliable in carrying it?"

"Why do you think so?" Butterfly shook its tentacles in surprise, "After this period of time, you will get used to his unreliability. The artificial intelligence that comes out of the factory assembly line like ours has to go through the gods They have been audited, and their personalities are more difficult than each other...I mean elusive, if you compare with them, your intelligence will be turned into a mental retardation, it is better to let nature take its course."

"……Oh."

Gin sat on the steps, staring at the curling smoke to calm down.

Seeing this, Butterfly flew around him twice, then changed the subject and said, "By the way, what are you going to do with the store after you take it back?"

"I haven't thought about it, I'm empty for now." Smash out the cigarette butt, Gin Jiu got up and walked into the room, and asked casually: "Do you have any suggestions?"

Butterfly flapped its wings to keep up: "The God of Light has two side jobs in the God Realm. One is selling auxiliary learning aids, and the business is very good."

Gin raised his eyebrows in surprise: "What are you selling?"

He thought that with the nature of the God of Light, he would definitely become the number one loser in the Kingdom of God if he did business.

Butterfly said without hesitation: "Guangming brand lighter, where can't light it, the teacher no longer has to worry about our study. The principle of this lighter is that after the homework is lit, the teachers will selectively forget the existence of this homework. It’s really good, the students like it very much, but it’s a bit useless.”

Gin almost tripped over the threshold: "...What did you say he was selling?"

"Auxiliary learning aids." Butterfly's answer was correct.

"..."

Pressing the corners of his mouth that twitched slightly, Gin took out the lighter given by the God of Light from his pocket. Sure enough, there was a line of small characters printed on the front——Bright brand lighter, the only tool to assist you in your studies.

Pooh!

Throwing the lighter with a blank face... Putting back his pocket, Gin walked into the store, opened the doors and windows first, and then took off the window screens, curtains and other items left by the previous operator, letting the sun shine on every part of the house corner.

Standing in front of the window facing the sun, Gin looked at the vast sky in the distance, and calmly said: "What is the second sideline of the God of Light?"

Butterfly thought for a while and said cheerfully, "Bright Milk!"

Gin had been prepared for a long time, and he didn't lose his composure because of this answer.

As Die Die said, once you get used to this kind of thing, you will get used to it. Isn’t it just selling milk, which is more normal than selling underwear and adult bedding.

"Then sell milk, the name...is also called Guangming." Gin looked into the distance, remembering that he was suppressed by Belmode to write an essay when he was a primary school student.

The title of the essay was "What kind of person do you want to be when you grow up?" Gin, who was only nine years old that year, wrote down in his notebook expressionlessly: When I grow up, I want to open a dairy shop and let BOSS and Belmore Dayton drank milk.

I can't get tired of you!

On the night when the composition was handed in, Gin was sanctioned by eleven brands of pure milk.

Today, his childhood dream is half completed.

……

Gin is a killer, but in order to complete the task, he also did business before. Although his business and charity are of the same nature, and he also used the boss's money, he still accumulated a little experience.

However, all his experience is useless in front of the almighty butterfly.

Supply channel - direct access to the Kingdom of God.

Interior decoration - one-click generation of templates.

Pricing, packaging, publicity, Butterfly can help him with everything.He only needs to go upstairs to take a shower, and come down after 10 minutes, and the originally empty shop has been transformed into something he could never have imagined.

The decoration is mainly white, with snow-white walls, off-white carpets, and even the wind chimes hanging on the door are all silver-white, shining brightly in the sun.But on top of such a pure color, there are many kinds of bright and bright colors.

The blue Lake Baikal and the endless sky are painted on the wall, and there are several pillows with popular anime characters lying on the sofa.The stairs are in rustic log color, with light gold hollow carved railings, which has an elegant European style.

It's beautiful and warm.It doesn't look like a shop, but it looks like an artist's home.

As Gin walked down the stairs, he suddenly remembered his current identity - a painter.

Rounding can also be considered an artist.

Gin thought hesitantly, should he take out the Impressionist stickman oil paintings he drew in middle school to support the scene, anyway, following the Impressionist way, no matter how ugly it is, it can be prevaricated with the attitude of "it's normal if ordinary people can't understand it".

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But before he could turn his ideas into reality, Butterfly excitedly placed an easel at the door for publicity.

There is a fresh watercolor landscape painting on the easel. In the painting, two people, one big and one small, are walking on the Rainbow Bridge. The rough brushstrokes and bold ink use far exceed Gin's imagination.

Can human beings really paint such ugly, shockingly ugly, eye-catching, and even radiant paintings?

"This is the work of the God of Light!" Butterfly said happily.

Gin was indifferent for a moment: "Well, I guessed it. What is this thing for?"

Butterfly said without hesitation: "Accept customers!"

Gin: "..."

Half an hour later, as the first guest who was inexplicably attracted by the painting, Bichuan Lettuce had the same thought as Gin——

Why is it so ugly?