Conan's winery play house

Chapter 383 Should be punished for doing something wrong

Avik Lear is really cute.

What Abis said was true.

The cuteness makes Ireland do not know how to get along with each other, and even looks a little helpless.

Is a cute, like a spoiled child.

After meeting and getting along for the first time on the first day, Ireland gave his latest impression of Avik Lear.

I even wondered why I was arranged to be a partner with the other party.

Although Ireland can be regarded as a member of the organization responsible for funds, the degree to which it can play is worth mentioning.

At least one person can easily beat ten trained policemen, but it is easy for one person to beat twenty policemen if they are replaced by ordinary people who have not received training and have no power to fight back.

Logically speaking, the partner assigned to him should be a member of the intelligence department, or a long-distance sniper.

Can Evikrill help him in his quest?
Ireland looked at the young man with joy written all over his face and the aura of cherry blossoms floating around him, thinking with a serious expression on his face.

"Which department are you from?" After thinking about it, Ireland asked directly.

He has to figure out what the other party is good at, so that he can assign work when it comes to tasks.

"Operation team, scientific research team, snipers, intelligence personnel, I can do all of these." Avik Lear said earnestly, wringing his fingers.

He doesn't have a specific department, and it almost depends on which role the task requires him to play.

If only one person had to be killed, he would be a sniper.

He's a computer hacker if he needs to steal information.

If it takes a lot of killing, he's a member of the action team.

"Almighty?" whispered Ireland.

There are not no member organizations that are competent for any position. The most famous one is Gin. The opponent is really all-round, and one person is equivalent to a team.

It's just that the opponent and vodka are partners, and vodka can also be said to be an all-round support.

From computer technology to airplane piloting, vodka does it all.

But how big is gin, and how big is Aveklear?
Already almighty at this age, I still can't help but feel a little emotional.

It will be very pleasant to go out on missions with an all-round partner.

"Well, no matter what task you give me, I can do it." Aituo promised earnestly.

As long as the family wishes, he will do it.

He is the perfect family.

If it is not perfect, it will be discarded.

Ireland raised his eyebrows, looking at the young man with a calm tone and a smile on his face, he also wanted to laugh.

Aveklear was confident.

He really thinks that there is nothing he can't do. Such a feeling of self-confidence and conceit is very inconsistent with the appearance of the other party.

It seems that Avek Lear's character is still a bit complicated.

It's not as simple as it seems.

This is normal.

After all, it is a member of the organization.

Ireland doesn't dislike confident kids, as long as the opponent has the strength.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" he asked.

Evikrill should also be able to do quests.

Ireland does not believe that the organization will not assign tasks to the other party because of their age.

"Help? I don't think so for the time being. I can do it myself." Aituo thought about his current task, shook his head and said.

He currently has only one task, to observe the actions of Teiji Moriya and assess whether the opponent's level of strength is enough to join the organization.

If it is enough, let the other party become a peripheral member of the organization, if it fails, kill the other party, so as not to expose the relationship between the organization and the other party.

This is a very simple task.

Uncle Ireland's help was not needed.

"Speaking of which, Uncle Ireland, do you know any musical instruments? We can practice together, and Dafu can also play the piano!" The white-haired boy looked at Ireland expectantly.

"My tin flute and harp are both good, but you don't have any here." Ireland said after looking around the piano room.

There are only pianos, violins, guitars, erhus, even accordions, saxophones and... an instrument called suona in the piano room.

If he hadn't been well-informed, he might not have recognized what it was.

Mainly after the white ghost blew up a certain shrine in Japan some time ago, the background music played was suona.

At one time, many people thought that the white ghost was from the country across the sea.

But there is no evidence for this.

Suona, an instrument, also became famous along with Bai Gui's actions.

"Is it the Irish tin flute and harp? Because I haven't learned them, so I don't have them here, but I can ask others to send them over..." Aituo also looked at the other musical instruments in the room, and chose to take out his mobile phone.

Just ask Uncle Brandy for anything you want.

As the person in charge of the logistics department, the other party will prepare everything.

"Uncle Brandy said to send it over in the evening. It seems that there is no way to play together today. It will affect the neighbors around at night. We can only talk about it tomorrow during the day." Aituo looked at Brandy's reply and said to Ireland with a smile.

Worrying about affecting the neighbors...

Avik Lear was indeed a little too obedient.

"By the way, I've prepared your room, Uncle Ireland. If you don't like it, you can change it at any time. I'll take you to have a look!" Aituo stepped forward and held Ireland's hand, looking into Ireland's eyes. , showing a cute smile.

Ireland just looked down at the other party holding his hand and didn't say much.

He didn't want to kill Aveklear just because he held his hand.

His room is on the second floor, and there are many empty rooms with different decorations on the second floor. The doors of each room are open, as if waiting for their respective masters to return, but there is no smell of inhabitation.

Just like the whole house.

No matter how beautiful the decoration is, it doesn't look like it's inhabited.

Aveklear is almost like a ghost living in an old deserted castle.

In the midst of a sea of ​​open rooms, a closed door caught Ireland's attention.

"Is there anyone living there?" He glanced at the closed door and asked.

"Well, that's brother Bourbon's room, but he hasn't come back to live in it recently." Aito explained with a glance at the door.

After stepping into the punishment room for the first time, he never left the base again.

As soon as he came out of the punishment room, he went in again.

This time it was not Aito who punished the opponent.

"Bourbon..." Ireland whispered the other party's code name.

He has heard of Bourbon's code name, Rum's subordinates, intelligence gathering ability is not bad, and the organization is a well-known intelligence expert.

The relationship with Belmode is not bad, both of them are mystics.

Belmode's catchphrase is that a woman with a secret is more attractive, and Bourbon's catchphrase...is pretty much the same.

So the two of them got along pretty well, and in the precarious companionship of the members of the organization, it was indeed very good.

"Where's he?" Ireland asked.

Even though he can be said to have grown up in the organization, he has no way of knowing the movements of other members.

"Punishment room, brother Bourbon did something wrong, so he has to accept punishment." Aituo still had a natural smile on his face, and his tone was very calm and soft, looking quite gentle.

If you do something wrong, you will be punished.

Just like when he did something wrong, he would be punished by his parents.

Even if he didn't know what he did wrong, but they said he was wrong, then he must have done something wrong, as long as he corrected according to what they said, so that he would not be punished for the same mistake again.

Brother Tou is the same, just correct it as Uncle Rum and Papa said.

Just be his real family and stop trying to help those who are not family and you won't be punished.

Others who are not family members don't need to care.

It is even necessary to pretend that they cannot see or hear their existence and voice.

This is what Miyamoto and his wife taught him.

But now, in addition to his family, there are more people called friends among the people he needs to see and hear.

Family and friends, except for these two, are strangers.

　After all, there is a lack of emotion, and the feelings for family and friends are all acted out, and I don’t even bother to act hhhhhh for strangers, and have no feelings.

　　So for him, strangers were invisible and inaudible. Even if they were scattered and splashed with blood in front of him, he could naturally ignore them.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)