Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 134 Yoshikage Kira Says Great
"Why? Let's stop here and do something, and leave immediately!" Vodka opened his arms and blocked the Porsche behind him.

A policewoman in a traffic police uniform stood there with her hips akimbo, "Stop lying, I've been watching you secretly for half an hour, you're parking illegally."

"Leave immediately, I told you to leave immediately!" Vodka refused to budge, "Anyway, you are not allowed to post a ticket!"

After the ticket is posted, not only does he have to pay, but the car glass will also have sticky marks and become ugly.

As the eldest brother's most reliable right-hand man, he wants to protect his beloved car.

The female traffic policeman laughed angrily, "If you park illegally, you should be prepared to be fined. If you obstruct law enforcement again, I will call the police."

"Sorry, Miss Traffic Police." Fu Jiang stretched out his index finger and tapped her shoulder lightly, "My friend is waiting for me, is there any trouble?"

"Ah?" The female traffic policeman looked at Fu Jiang's face, "Yes, that's right, uh, but"

Fu Jiang twitched the corners of his mouth, and gave a gentle smile as much as possible, "Can I ask your name?"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that his facial muscles were not as stiff as before.

The difficulty of making facial expressions has been reduced a lot, from hell to extremely difficult.

Although it is not comparable to ordinary people, it is a big step forward compared to him before.

"I, my name is Miyamoto, Miyamoto Yumi, 26 years old, single, living at home." The female traffic policeman introduced herself stammeringly.

Fu Jiang stretched out his index finger to his mouth, and made a silent gesture, "Shh, don't introduce it in such detail, Yumi, you are so cute."

Yumi's face suddenly turned red, and steam began to rise from the top of her head.

Fu Jiang opened the car door and sat in, looked at Vodka and said coldly: "Drive."

Yumi next to her lowered her head and kept muttering, "He, he said I was cute and said I was cute"

The Porsche 356A took the opportunity and drove away.

Vodka silently stared at Fu Jiang's face through the rearview mirror.

After a while, he muffled, "Brother, lend me some money, I want the whole thing."

Qin Jiu, who was resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes slightly and glanced at Fu Jiang.

"No, it won't work out."

Fu Jiang's face is very unscientific. Human beings are born imperfect creatures, and their faces are more or less asymmetrical or have some tiny flaws.

But Fu Jiang's face is neat?correct?It's hard to find the words to describe it, maybe it's too perfect.

Suddenly, without warning, Qin Jiu reached out and grabbed Fu Jiang's face.

"Does illness make people more active?" Fu Jiang slowly turned his head and stared at Gin.

"Let's just treat it like this." After Fu Jiang stared at him for three seconds, Qin Jiu judged by the feel of his hand that it was the real face and let go of his hand.

Fu Jiang silently turned his head back.

"Grabba, you are so tolerant of the elder brother, I thought you would definitely beat him up violently." Vodka said loudly.

Looking at Qinjiu who closed his eyes and rested again, Fu Jiang laughed, "Your elder brother is also very tolerant of you."

"Huh? Why don't I feel it? Last time I ate cookies in the car, my brother almost beat me to death." Vodka retorted.

Then he realized, "Oh! You mean, the big brother is your little brother, right?"

"Don't disturb me." Gin opened his eyes and said softly, then glared at Vodka with little strength, "If you clean up the car, then you can eat whatever you want in the car."

Fu Jiang frowned, and reached out to touch Qin Jiu's forehead.

It's terribly hot.

"What? You're sick too." Qin Jiu glanced at Fu Jiang's hand.

"It doesn't matter if you think so." Fu Jiang squeezed the back of his hand, "But I don't think this is within the category of restlessness."

Gin closed his eyes and ignored him, breathing very calmly.

Fu Jiang leaned forward, with one arm resting on the back of the co-pilot's seat, "When Qin Jiu is sick, is he always so spoiled?"

Vodka shrugged and said nothing, he always listened to his elder brother very much.

Since Gin wants to be quiet, he will keep silent, even when the mission destination is reached.

"Why stop here." Fu Jiang glanced at the nearby residential buildings.

He moved his forearm quickly with his index finger, took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly.

I don't know if it's because of the sequelae of awakening his ability, but he seems to be more prone to feel irritability, anger and other emotions than before.

"Huh?" Noticing Fu Jiang's words, Qin Jiu slowly opened his eyes, "It's here."

He opened the car door and got out of the car and lit a cigarette, "The mission target is on the seventh floor."

There is no elevator in this building, you can only go up step by step through the stairs.

During the period, Vodka briefly introduced the task to Fu Jiang.

"It turned out to be..." Fu Jiang narrowed his black eyes slightly, "Debt collection?"

This is too out of character, shouldn't this be done by ordinary thugs?
To take a step back, we should also send peripheral members, right?How could Gin go out in person?
Even if it takes ten thousand steps back, Vodka alone is enough. Anyway, Vodka is proficient in business, and his aura can scare ordinary people.

"It's what Rum meant. He didn't know what he planned. He negotiated a business with Kintaro Shibazaki, a well-known moneylender in the Tao."

After hearing this sentence, Vodka froze for a moment, then turned his head slowly, as if suspecting that he heard wrongly or that he said wrongly about gin.

Seeing Vodka's expression, Gin paused and continued: "And this task is to prove the ability of the organization."

"Rum." Fu Jiang frowned, is this job reliable?

"Heh." Qin Jiu gave a low laugh, and glanced at Fu Jiang who was frowning, "You seem to look down on Rum?"

He was sure of his judgment, and it made him feel strange that Tomie and Rum had never been in contact.

"No, just." Fu Jiang stretched out his hand to Qinjiu at the bottom of the stairs, asking if he needed a hand, Qinjiu shook his head and refused.

Fu Jiang continued: "It's just that rum always reminds me of pirates. They are impulsive, irritable, short-sighted, and most of them are ignorant."

"Rum really has a bad temper." Vodka agreed, and then looked at Gin.

"Brother, why don't you stay in the car and rest."

He also sensed that Gin was really sick.

In fact, Gin's body is not healthy. He often catches colds when the seasons change, but most of them recover within a day or two. This is the first time that he has been so serious.

"I'm fine." Gin Jiu quickened his pace upstairs and overtook him to the front.

Soon, everyone went up to the seventh floor.

Hey, hey, hey.

The vodka doesn't knock fast, but it hits hard.

After waiting for 1 minute, no one answered, Vodka took a few steps back, "Brother, it seems that no one is at home, or are they hiding inside?"

Qin Jiu went to the door and listened for a while, "They are at home."

Upon hearing this, Vodka hurried forward and pulled the gin away.

It would be bad if he bumped Gin's head when he opened the door.

He has to protect his weak older brother.

"Come out, or I'll smash the door!" Vodka continued to knock on the door with more force.

Listening to the knocking on the door and the wasted time passing by, Fu Jiang could clearly feel the sound of his heart beating.

As his mood became more and more irritable, he was surprised to find that his five senses gradually began to strengthen with the increase of anger.

This allows him to detect many subtle sounds and breaths, just like using a degraded version of black tracking.

Kakaka, the sound of bone growth came to Fu Jiang's ears.

He raised his hand slowly, and his five fingers and nails grew a little bit and became sharper.

It was as if he had used his hunter instinct.

Is this ability actually passive?
(End of this chapter)