Also at the winery today 996

"Is anyone on the field willing to practice with me?"

Lying on the railing, Jian Chuanxie waved to everyone in the training field.

Today, Ma Chuanxie wore a slim-fitting black sportswear because he went out to eat. The harmless appearance is wrapped in sweet sugar coating, like a deadly poppy in a greenhouse.

Pretending to be pitiful is probably Ma Chuanshe's specialty.

After all, he had scarred himself all over his body in order to skip training and deceived the instructor several times.

Although, he was really injured in the end.

"How have you been training lately?"

The fingers of a man who looked somewhat similar to Magawa Xie flicked over the ceramic tea lid.

Pursing his lips, the man looked at Ma Chuanshe, who had just quietly walked in from the door.

The young Ma Chuanxie swallowed and looked at the man sitting on the sofa in a suit and tie.

"come over."

A gun was pressed against the young man's back at some point, and the hard and cold muzzle of the gun caused some pain to the young man.

The man put on his white suit, put the tea on the small table on the left, and put his long and strong hands around the young man's body.

"sit."

He patted the seat on his right.

"How many training sessions do you owe?" the man asked without any fluctuation in his tone.

The young Jian Chuanxie lowered his head and held on to the corners of his clothes tightly. The panic in his eyes betrayed his inner emotions.

The man opened the boy's clothes and looked at the red and purple scars and intertwined scars on the boy's body, and an unknown smile escaped from his lips.

He pressed his fingertips on the fake scar and said, "Follow me to the training ground."

Snapped.

The multi-jointed long whip dipped in salt water hit the young man's body, bringing up a bunch of blood.

"Does it hurt?" The man dropped the multi-jointed whip in his hand and asked in a formulaic manner.

The young Ma Chuanxie collapsed on the ground, gasping for air, his eyes blurred for a while.

"Father...it hurts." Even a young man is still at the age of acting coquettishly.

"Three training sessions, thirty lashes." The man handed the whip to his subordinates and left the training ground.

He hasn't missed a training session since. Also to prove himself, he had been dreaming for a while thinking about how to kill the father without anyone noticing.

Although it has not been successful.

"It seems that you are not in a good mood." Chianti walked up to Ma Chuanxie and chuckled softly.

"Why do you say this way?"

Seeing the butterflies in the corners of the woman's eyes, Ma Chuanxie also became interested and no longer struggled to release the depressed emotions in his heart.

After all, impulse is the devil.

"How should I put it? You don't seem like a person who can hide his troubles - if I guess wrong, just pretend I didn't say anything."

After Chianti finished speaking, he walked to the gun training simulation table, looked at the data on it, and smiled as if he were looking at his lover.

"Okay." Jian Chuanxie spread his hands, his lavender eyes deep.

If he didn't think about his father, maybe he would be much happier.

That father was like a thorn in his heart that he couldn't remove. (Explain here: The relationship between Ma Chuanxie and the hidden boss of the organization is actually very subtle. Ma Chuanxie always wanted to kill the boss, but the boss saw through it every time and counterattacked.)

The familiar cell phone ringtone suddenly broke the eerie silence

[Camus, there is a transaction in Tottori Prefecture in a few days that requires you to go. ——gin (gin)]

[I understand, remember to pay. ——camus (Camus)]

How could Ma Chuanxie refuse a good thing that could make money?

So that was it, four days later.

The mission this time was very simple for him - but the extra people were a bit troublesome.

After all, he is still a high school student on the surface.

"Why is Mr. Machuan here too?" Mao Lilan looked at the familiar license plate and looked at the young man in front of him in surprise.

"After staying in a big city for a long time, wouldn't it be a good choice to take a trip once in a while?"

While answering Mao Lilan's words, Jian Chuanxie wiped the gun in his hand that was blocked by the car door.

"Uncle and classmate Maori are here?"

"Brother Makawa, it was Uncle Kogoro who took over the commission. These two are just being obedient--ouch!"

The dark-skinned young man pressed Conan's head down and smiled at Magawashe——

"We are here as guests. Don't listen to this kid's nonsense."

After saying that, he glanced at Conan threateningly.

[If you can’t speak, don’t speak, little brat. 】

Conan seemed to read such a passage in the young man's eyes.

[Why are you so competitive, Hattori? 】

He replied not to be outdone.

"This is Toyama Kazuha, and this is Hattori Heiji." Mao Lilan hesitated for a while, but introduced.

"Hattori Heiji... Is this the son of the famous high school detective in Osaka, Hattori Heizo?"

Jian Chuanxie remembered the news he had read in the newspaper and revealed the young man's identity.

Are there so many high school detectives in Japan? One is Kudo Shinichi, and the other is Hattori Heiji. He has only been in Japan for less than half a month, and he has already met two high school detectives.

However, speaking of high school detective, he seemed to have heard this name mentioned by Kuroba Kaito before in the United States - it seemed to be a man named Hakuba Detective?

However, it was a chance coincidence that he met Kuroba Kaito.

After all, it's not unusual to meet the famous Kaitou Kidd, right?

"It's not that famous!" Hattori Heiji, who couldn't stand the praise, scratched his head and giggled.

His silly smile also successfully earned a roll of the eyes from Conan.

"Excuse me, do you know where the Takeda family is?" Looking at the two cars approaching, the foreign man with short golden brown hair spoke broken Japanese and stopped Mouri Kogoro's car.

"Mr. Takeda?"

Mao Lilan paused and suddenly remembered the commission his father had accepted.

"What's wrong?" Mouri Kogoro looked at the man impatiently, but still asked.

There were so many twists and turns along the way that he was almost confused. Now, someone showed up and stopped his car. It would be night before he reached his destination.

"If you don't speak Japanese well, just speak English." Ma Chuanxie looked at the man and decided to help the poor foreign man out.

"Thank you!"

After discovering that someone could understand English, the man looked at Ma Chuanxie gratefully and said thank you in English.

"My name is Robert Taylor. I was invited by Mr. Takeda to be a guest at his home, but I got lost." Robert shook his head. "There has been no traffic on this road, and I couldn't get out, so I had to walk on I’m waiting here, could you please take me to Mr. Takeda’s residence?”

"no problem."

His trading target also happens to be a member of the Takeda family. The outing mentioned before was just a reason.

"Then please ask Mr. Maori and Uncle Maori to lead the way." Ma Chuanxie came close to Amuro Toru's ear, said something in his ear, then opened the door and let Robert get in the car.