Conan's winery play house

Chapter 441 Who would have thought of this

Gin was sitting on the co-pilot of the car, biting a cigarette and looking at the snowflakes falling outside the car window. After parking the car outside for a while, the car was covered with a layer of snow.

The vodka guy just asked the other party to pretend to be Santa Claus and give Avik Lear a gift, but he hasn't come back yet.

He called back.

As soon as I asked a question, I heard Vodka's shocking and unbelievable reply.

Two Santas?

Gin raised his eyes to look at himself in the rearview mirror, and saw his blurred face amidst the smog.

"Is there really a Santa Claus in this world? Brother? If not, who is this guy who came before me?" Vodka asked Gin, his brows twitched.

Vodka is a handy aid, but...

There are also many disadvantages.

"What should we do, brother, we are late!" Vodka wailed for help.

Gin didn't say a word, and extinguished the cigarette.

He was thinking about a question, where did Vodka answer the phone?
In Aveklear's room, in front of Aveklear and another guy pretending to be Santa Claus?
Did Avik Lear and the other guy hear everything the other party said?

Gin silently hung up the phone.

On the other side, the pupils of the vodka that his elder brother hung up on the phone shook.

He was abandoned by his elder brother? ! ! !

Suddenly he put away his mobile phone and looked at another Santa Claus viciously.

"It's all your fault. My mission failed!" His hand gradually touched his waist.

Vodka always does things without considering the consequences, more arrogant than gin.

Ireland looked at the opponent's actions, feeling a little helpless.

He wasn't afraid of Vodka pulling out his gun. After all, there was still a gap between Vodka and a serious operator like him, but Ireland didn't want to fight with the opponent and expose his identity. How could Santa Claus fight?

"Vodka, stop." Another figure rolled into the balcony.

Unlike the previous two Santas, Gin is still in his original attire.

"Brother!" Vodka stopped touching the gun as forbidden.

"Papa!" As soon as Qin Jiu appeared, the white-haired boy rushed to Qin Jiu like a wild horse running wild.

There are still some half-thawed snowflakes on the man's black clothes, coupled with the same cold silver hair, like an ice sculpture without any emotion or desire.

But he can laugh and move.

"Ireland? How dare you do such a naive thing for this brat." His tone was playful and full of ridicule, with a bit of evil taste.

When he saw the Santa Claus who took the first step in Vodka's mouth, Gin recognized him.

He does not remember the faces and names of the dead, but he remembers the faces and names of the targets and members of the organization.

And Irish eyebrows are very characteristic.

Ireland, who was caught off guard and was exposed as soon as they met, had to take a deep breath.

Qin Jiu suddenly appeared just to reveal his identity?
But most importantly...

Ireland glanced at the boy who had climbed onto Gin, like a koala.

Gin is a tree that has been pulled.

"Do you think this kid didn't recognize you? Your disguise skills are not as good as that woman Belmode." Qin Jiu naturally stretched out a hand, supporting the boy with one hand as if holding a child, while facing Ireland said.

Ireland's disguise is not even a disguise. Aveklear can see through Belmode's disguise, so how can he not recognize Ireland and vodka?

That's why gin lets vodka play Santa Claus.

Even if he was definitely recognized, it wasn't him who was ashamed.

It's just that I didn't expect Ireland to do the same.

Ireland looked at Avek Leer again as if confirming, and did not see any unexpected expression on the boy's face, but still had a soft smile, like the sky that could accommodate everything.

Then Ireland understood that Aveklear had indeed seen his identity from the very beginning.

It's just that the other party didn't expose it, but cooperated with his performance.

Thinking about it this way, Ireland felt that she had become childish for some reason.

If it was before, he would not have done this.

After all, he was once the iron-blooded instructor of the organization.

"It seems that it doesn't matter if vodka and I don't come." Gin Jiu snorted coldly and was about to drag the little ghost who climbed up on him like he was climbing a tree when we met.

Aito silently hugged him even tighter.

"It does matter, I like Papa the most."

"If you and Uncle Vodka don't come, I will be sad." He said seriously, as if full of sincerity.

Gin let out a sneer unceremoniously.

Lie, the kid Aveklear has the ability to tell lies and believe what he says.

He obviously has no feelings but still talks about so-called love and liking, and even thinks that he really loves his so-called family members.

It just seems that some people really believe the other party's nonsense, such as Ireland at the moment.

Although Ireland is a rare and normal person unlike the other suspicious and neurotic members, it shouldn't be so easy to believe in Avik Lear, and even willing to play Santa Claus for the other party.

It was weird, but Gin didn't want to ask.

It's not a bad thing that Ireland is nice to Aveklear, so don't worry about it.

"I didn't expect Papa to let Uncle Vodka act as Santa Claus to give me presents, thank you Papa." The boy said happily.

And the way for puppies to express their happiness and emotion is to drool on people's hands or faces.

However, there is still a difference between Aviclear and a dog. A dog licks it, while Aviclear just kisses the face.

Otherwise, Gin would have thrown the opponent out long ago.

Vodka was carrying a gift bag and biting a handkerchief, eyes full of envy.

Woooooo, he also wants kisses from idols.

But the elder brother was there, so he didn't dare to speak.

I’m so envious of my brother——! ! !
"Let's go." The gin who had endured Evic Lear's enthusiasm was expressionless, and his face looked even colder. He tugged at the person, but he didn't move. He sneered and pulled it out harder.

Finally pulled the person down.

He didn't choose to jump out of the window, but chose to walk through the main entrance.

"Brother, wait for me—" Vodka shouted hastily.

"This is a gift we prepared for you." He hurriedly stuffed a bag of gifts into the young man's hand, and hurriedly followed.

Santa Claus didn't even have time to take off his clothes, and the submissive gesture behind Gin looked like this Santa Claus was kidnapped by gangsters.

"It's a whole bag too." Aituo looked at the two bags of gifts in front of him, and the smile on his face gradually became brighter.

This means that Uncle Vodka's Santa Claus, like Uncle Ireland's Santa Claus, is only responsible for his one child.

Or... Papa only let Uncle Vodka take charge of him alone.

Sure enough, to Papa, he is also special!
"It feels like a failure." Ireland took off his Santa hat and beard, looking helpless.

Because there are two more troublemakers, who would have thought that Santa Claus could crash a car?
Who would have thought that Gin would care about Christmas?

"It's not a failure, it's very successful. I like Uncle Ireland's Santa Claus very much." Aituo shook his head and hugged Ireland.

"Thank you Uncle Ireland." He looked up at Ireland with a gentle smile.

"...Just as long as you are happy." Ireland was silent for a moment, then patted the boy's head in compromise.

Originally, his original intention of pretending to be Santa Claus was to make Avik Lear happy.

Since the other party is happy, it is a success.

(End of this chapter)