Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 333 Even if I want to die, God of Death can't stop me!
Just after Conan picked up the milk tea in the bag from the waitress sister, there was a sudden noise from the other side.

"We are very accommodating in allowing you to open until today. If you hadn't asked me to wait until the opening anniversary of this cinema is over, I would have demolished it long ago."

Said a man wearing a suit and tie, who seemed to be very rich, but with a cigarette in his mouth, who spoke and stood like a gangster.

"Mr. Zhang Tianzhengji." The owner of the movie theater with white hair wanted to say something, but in the end he just sighed.

"Hey, I came here on the last day of this cinema, it's really deserted with just a few guests."

Zhang Tianzheng sneered and looked up and down here, "If Gomera can help me dismantle this place, it will save a lot of money."

"Hey, wait a minute." Wearing a white shirt, the staff member who looked like Kong Wu said, "Smoking is not allowed in the cinema."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zhang Tianzheng spit the cigarette on the ground, "I will pay attention from tomorrow, oh, come to think of it, this movie theater will be turned into rubble tomorrow? It's a pity, hahahaha! Hee hee hee !"

After Zhang Tianzheng said a few words in a strange manner, he smiled strangely and walked away.

"A person from the real estate company? It's really offensive to talk."

Conan's cold sweat flowed down, which was the smell of the murder.

Please, don't, don't let the murder happen today.

Otherwise, when the police came, those members of the winery wouldn't be crazy to think that a few children were plotting against them, right?

Well, think about it calmly, this probability should be zero, no matter how you look at it, the staff of the movie theater are more suspicious.

But he was really not interested in solving any cases, and this guy who might become the deceased was a bit annoying.

correct!Isn't there an organization? Since they don't want to be surrounded by the police and blocked here, then they can help solve the case.

That's right, Conan's mood relaxed a lot, and he even walked with a cheerful little jump.

After returning to his seat and distributing the milk tea to his friends, and receiving thanks, Conan had a great feeling.

Sure enough, Fujiang Gege is really a god and man, even the knowledge imparted in his dreams is so reliable.

Conan casually told his friends that the movie theater was going to be closed, and talked about what happened in the hall.

"So." Mitsuhiko remembered something, "I heard from my dad that there are often gangsters fighting and making trouble here, so I don't want to come."

"My mother said it too." Yuantai, who was drinking milk tea, was reminded and remembered.

"My mother is too" Ayumi's family obviously has similar reminders.

"Maybe it was hired by the real estate company?" Huiyuan rested his wrist, "If this movie theater closes earlier, they can start construction earlier."

"Ah? Why are those people like this? It's too much!" Yuan Tai rolled up her sleeves, "Why don't we teach him a lesson."

"Please, go find an adult to fight, it's hard to tell who will teach you a lesson?" Conan was speechless.

"Hey, you don't know that." Yuantai reached into his trouser pocket and took out a toy gun, "This is a water gun filled with pepper water. Since the last time I encountered a crisis in the castle, I have been using it all the time. Carry it with you."

Yuan Tai grinned proudly.

Conan's heart trembled suddenly, his pupils dilated, and there seemed to be a hallucination in front of his eyes, as if he had returned to the dream ten years later.

If they continue to develop like this, they won't really grow to the point where they will be ten years later, will they?

He has a close relationship with the underworld, and he can help you solve any problem as long as you give him money.

You have to be on your guard.

"If you do this, you will become indistinguishable from him?" Huiyuan glanced at Genta, "Is this what you want? Just to show off for a moment?"

"Ah?" Mrs. Yuan scratched her head, "I didn't think about it that much, but you're right."

"That is to say, it is illegal to hurt others, and we have no evidence to prove that he did those things." Mitsuhiko also objected.

But with Conan who was warned by the dream ten years later, I don’t know if I’m thinking too much, I always feel that I can hear a taste that as long as there is evidence, I can do whatever I want with him.

It should be an illusion, after all, Mitsuhiko has said that it is against the law to hurt others.

Conan breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but glance at Haibara.

Huiyuan is really reliable, he is indeed a member of an organization that once had a code name.

Sensing the sight of the "scumbag" Conan, Haibara felt a little uncomfortable, and his heart rose a little bit on guard.

Coupled with the fact that the members of the organization were in this theater, she already wanted to leave.

If Grappa was also in this theater, she would have a certain idea, but the problem was that Grappa was not there, but Gin was.

She just feels tired.

……

Hush, Gin shook the milk tea in his hand, and the ice cubes collided in the cup.

Poisoning can be done by using ice cubes.

"I won't poison." Wei Young sipped the milk tea in the cup, looking at Gin with dissatisfaction.

We've known each other for so long, since when did she use poisoning as a murder method, not to mention did she have a reason to kill Gin?
"Hmph, no matter who you are facing, you can't let go of your guard. When you lose your guard, death will come."

Gin knocked the straw against the armrest with his gloved left hand, allowing the straw to pierce the plastic paper, and then inserted it into the milk tea cup.

"Maybe big brother just can't drink ice." Vodka helped explain.

This gin is what you call it, like a little girl who is unwell.

"Then change it with me? My cup is warm." Chianti raised the milk tea in Yang's hand.

She hasn't started drinking yet.

"No need." Gin took a tentative sip.

I heard that both tequila and grappa like to drink this stuff, what kind of flavor should he try.

Gin frowned, "It's too sweet."

"Sweet ones are good." Vodka said, "I like sweet ones too, how about you?"

"Salty is better, but sweet ones are acceptable, and how can there be salty milk tea?" Chianti shrugged, "Don't be picky if you simply eat."

"I can." Cohen said after a moment of silence.

"I like salty." Gin looked at the milk tea in his hand with some distaste.

"Really? Then you must like my cooking." Wei Young raised the corners of her mouth, because people often say that her cooking is too salty.

Thinking of the indescribable fish on the table of Fu Jiang's family, Gin shook his head.

Forget it, Grabar's cooking seems to be quite fatal, and he himself has a stomachache after eating.

He took a few more symbolic sips of the milk tea, so as not to waste it too much.

Bang, at this moment, the back of his chair collapsed forward, pushing his body forward.

The milk tea that had just been sucked into his mouth sprayed out of his mouth, messing up his pants.

"Cough." Gin, who had choked a little, coughed, then tilted his head slightly and turned his ears to the back.

"Hahahaha, did I disturb you? Sorry!"

A man in a suit and tie rests his feet on the back of Gin's chair.

No one responded to his laughter, and everyone was silent.

　Thanks to Qi Feilan for the 138 rewards, and Ji Zhu for the 100 rewards

　　
　
(End of this chapter)