Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 334 Conan: I know more about organization than you
After waiting for a few seconds, the people behind didn't say anything more.

It's a given, it's a movie theater and it's normal to have people behind you, unless you're in the last row.

This is different from usual, the person standing behind you may not point a gun at you, and may not blow your head the moment you turn your head.

Several people tilted their heads a little bit, and Gin Jiu stared at the man behind him with his dilated whites and small dark green pupils.

"who are you?"

There was no anger in Gin's tone, nor any extra emotion, it was just cold.

Everyone is deadpan, whether it's vodka, or Cohen and Chianti.

In normal times, they have their own personalities and emotions, but in the face of emergencies, they only have a fixed state.

For a killer, no matter whether he wants to kill or prevent himself from being killed, extra emotions are unnecessary.

"Huh? Me?" The man took a puff of his cigarette, leaned half of his body over the back of the chair, and put his face close to the gin leaning forward.

Fortunately, it wasn't too close, and I couldn't see the left hand holding the gin hidden inside the hem of his clothes.

But still stupid, he revealed that he was actually just an ordinary person looking for trouble, without a gun, and without any dangerous items in his hands.

"I'm Gomera." The man spat a puff of cigarette on Gin's face, then laughed loudly.

The moment he retracted his body, Vodka and Chianti grabbed his arm at the same time and pressed him against the back of the chair.

Then Cohen quickly hunched over to the back of the chair and raised his hand to grope in the man's clothes.

"No."

He spat out a word in a cold tone, without stuttering or delay.

"What, just an ordinary gangster?" Chianti pinned his arm firmly.

"Ah, it hurts to death, let go, it's about to break!" the man shouted.

Gin had already looked away, instead of looking at him, he packed up his trousers that were wet with milk tea.

A hand in a well-fitting black leather glove held a white handkerchief to his face.

"Don't pay it back, he smells dirty."

Gin took the handkerchief and wiped his cheeks first, making the handkerchief smell of smoke from the man.

"Oh, it seems that it can't be wiped off, it needs to be washed with water."

"Red water or blue water?" Vodka poked his head over and asked.

Gin: ?
"Oh, I thought you guys were whispering." Vodka would be wrong.

He thought he was talking about the two ways of death, letting a man soak in his own blood or sinking in the sea.

"You guys, what are you going to do?" Seeing that these people didn't look like ordinary movie theater visitors, Zhang Tianzheng was a little panicked.

Vodka pinched his mouth and pushed his head upwards, "You haven't answered the brother's question yet."

"May [-]th, [-]th is the person in charge of the company's project." When Zhang Tianzheng, whose mouth was pinched and couldn't speak clearly, Cohen handed over the business card he had found.

"The project leader of Shii Fudosan Co., Ltd., Zhang Tianzheng." Vodka took the business card and read clearly.

Wei Young, who always had an attitude that had nothing to do with me, frowned, and waved her hand to signal Vodka to let go.

Then she squeezed Zhang Tianzheng's jaw and turned his head to her side.

"Is your boss Yamanaru Ichiro or Yotsui Sasuke?"

Being asked such a question, Zhang Tianzhengji immediately felt bad, bad, who is this woman, won't it affect his official career if he seeks this matter today?
"Four, Sasuke Yotsui."

"Take him away and investigate his resume." Wei Young ordered immediately, then leaned her body to Qin Jiu's ear, "Tell me Kiel's contact information."

With a keen sense of smell, when the prey shows a flaw, it will bite without hesitation and inject venom, just like a poisonous snake.

No wonder he can make so much money, no wonder he can get along like a fish in water in the task of invading the Four Wells Consortium, which makes the average person's head a few rounds.

Gin finally understood the difference between Grappa and him.

An animal that looks like a lion from the front may even see the tail of a snake when it goes around the back.

"I'll give it to you on the way back."

He stood up, his tall figure and wide windbreaker blocked the sight of others.

When he left, Harita Masaji had somehow stopped struggling and quieted down.

A few people are going to transport him away in a fair and honest manner.

"Wait, you" the staff stepped forward to try to intercept.

Although they were also very upset with Zhang Tianzhengji, they couldn't ignore the law and watched him being taken away by a group of men in black.

"Plain clothes." Qin Jiu took out his ID card from under his clothes, "Perform official duties."

The staff backed away.

Because Qin Jiu and the others were not suspicious, judging from their actions and techniques, it was obvious that they were a professional team.

Even if you want to report to the police for verification, you have to wait until everyone has left before reporting.

"Are they really the police?" Mitsuhiko looked at Zhang Tianzheng who was being carried away with his head drooping in doubt.

"I've already produced my documents, of course." Conan raised his chin at the staff, "Besides, even if there is a problem, those staff are ready to call the police."

No way no way?No one is going to ask him to rush out, yelling that they are not the police, and arrest them, right?
Come on, he's made this stupid mistake more than once in his dreams.

As an unfortunate person present in the roller coaster murder case, Police Officer Mu Mu really died miserably in his dream.

It was so miserable that he didn't dare to bet whether the fighting power of gin in his dream was the same as in reality.

This organization can never confront it head-on. It can only use Elder Sister Grabar to gather information slowly and find a way to get the medicine.

Until the end of the three Gomera movies played today, Conan did not hear the siren.

He was unlucky to notice that shortly after Gin and the others left, a few people like lawyers or something approached the boss and staff here to talk.

He didn't know what that meant, and he didn't want to.

"This is the organization. If you want to solve them, you are just hitting a stone with a pebble. Your energy alone is simply not enough."

Haibara took this opportunity to emphasize to Conan again not to die, if you do, you will die.

"Hehe." Conan laughed dryly, "Don't worry, I understand organization better than you."

"If it's true, that would be great." Haibara didn't say anything more, because Conan strangely didn't commit suicide today.

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"This is the anchor of Nikkei TV, Rena Mizumu"

Nimi TV is broadcasting a live interview, but the Four Wells consortium didn't stop it, which is very strange.

Because Nikkei TV station seems to have got a piece of news that is not small and harmful to their interests.

Sijing Real Estate Co., Ltd. coerces others to sell the land they own at a low price by hiring gangsters, constantly destroying, and putting pressure on the other party.

At present, some lawyers are already fighting this lawsuit, asking Sijing Real Estate Company to compensate the loss of the cinema.

Through the movie theater incident, a large number of negative news about Sijing Real Estate Company broke out.

For example, the owner of a certain restaurant, the owner of a certain museum, the owner of a certain sightseeing spot, and the owner of a certain supermarket, these people who have been oppressed have all stood up and told their stories.

This matter has become a hot search, and everyone is eating melons. This large consortium that no one pays attention to usually seems to have countless pairs of eyes on them a long time ago.

There are also people who are whitewashing Sijing Real Estate Company, but they are obviously trolls.

"Heavy man, what do you think about this matter?"

Shii Miyahira sat on the big soft sofa, watching the interview program broadcast on the big screen, his eyes were cold, but there was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

This laugh is not aimed at a certain person, he thinks everyone is ridiculous.

Even people who do not usually go online can learn about this matter through TV and newspapers.

It seems to be an important event that concerns the whole people.

But this is only a trivial matter, and it only affects the transfer of personnel within Sijing Real Estate Company.

It is even more impossible to hurt the Four Wells Consortium. Even being bitten by a mosquito is an exaggeration.

"I did it, why?" Tomie raised his voice proficiently, and made the voice of Mitsui Shigeto, "Is it because I didn't inform you in advance?"

There is no concealment about this matter, and there is no need to pick myself out.

Because the winner is obvious, and he is the only one.

oh?Those affected by this incident?Harm, it's a matter of eight poles.

For the Sijing consortium and the identity of Shigeto Shii, this is the reality.

The waves in the sea are rolling, but they will not spray water to disperse the clouds in the sky.

(End of this chapter)