Conan's Beginning was Picked Up by Xiaolan

In the Big Black Building in Beihua Town, Xiaocheng is holding Conan.

"Conan, calm down!"

"Xiao Cheng, I am sure that person is definitely a member of the organization, and this place is likely one of their communication points."

Conan said to Xiaocheng hurriedly, he thought Xiaocheng didn't know yet.

Xiaocheng listened to him and said, "That's why I asked you to calm down. If it's really the contact point of the winery, it would be fine, but what if there are people from the winery inside."

What if Gin is in there? Although he is not very afraid of Gin.

But he felt uneasy about breaking in without any hot weapons. After all, he was not the real Zero who could use cold weapons to cut off bullets.

"Xiaocheng, I..."

"Boom..." an explosion sounded.

Before Conan could finish his words, Xiaocheng and Conan looked up at the same time.

Conan got anxious and ran up quickly. Xiao Cheng didn't stop him because he knew that bombs would leave traces of destruction in addition to killing people.

It is obvious that the latter learned that the big man in black was dead, and was worried about being exposed. If this is the case, it should be all right, and the people in the winery should have withdrawn.

He just looked at Conan running up and had to follow.

Conan was almost killed by a bomb last time, and he is still scared, so of course he has to follow him closely now.

And the fact was just as Xiaocheng guessed, everything was blown up. Looking at such a big hole in front of him, he felt that he should criticize Conan.

What if Conan came earlier and was killed in the explosion? Although he has the aura of the protagonist, Xiaocheng dare not take the risk.

Seeing Conan's unwilling look, Xiao Cheng looked stern and coughed twice.

"Ahem... Conan, you are too impatient. If you had come earlier, wouldn't I have no choice but to collect your body? How can you face the Black Organization with your temper? You might just be sending them a head if you are like this."

"I..." Conan calmed down at this moment. Looking at Xiaocheng's reproachful expression, he only knew that he seemed to be impulsive.

"And the most important point is, can you please not act alone every time? Do you treat me as air?" When he said this, Xiaocheng gradually became angry.

It's outrageous that this guy didn't even tell me.

“No..I am..”

Conan was just about to say what I wanted to tell you before, but I didn't say it at the first time because there were outsiders around. But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Xiaocheng.

"Who are you? You think you are capable by acting alone, right? You kid, I'm kidding, you guy, you you..." It was nothing at first, but the more Xiaocheng talked about it, the more angry he became.

"I know I was wrong, I'm sorry." Conan smiled bitterly, and after hearing the news, it completely occupied his mind.

"Next time, I will pack you up and send you to Vermouth."

Xiaocheng said viciously, but Xiaocheng is a child now, so he doesn't look ferocious but cute.

"Belmode? Who is this, Xiaocheng?" Conan was stunned. Xiaocheng only told him about gin and vodka. Is there any other important person?

"Uh..." Xiao Cheng was stunned and said it out loud.

"Tell me, Xiaocheng, are you hiding something from me?" Conan's look gradually turned hostile from one of admitting his fault.

"Huh? Oh, the weather seems to be pretty good today." Xiaocheng looked at the change in Conan's expression, laughed, turned around and walked towards the elevator.

Conan looked at the gloomy weather and knew that Xiaocheng was diverting attention. On the way back, Conan kept asking Xiaocheng who Vermouth was.

Xiaocheng wanted to slap himself twice at this moment. Xiaocheng, you tell everyone everything. In fact, it’s not that he doesn’t want to tell Conan, but he doesn’t know much in the first place.

Second, he was afraid that he might have mixed up the information and told Conan the wrong information. The third was, of course, how could an outsider know so much about the winery? How could this be explained?

After comprehensive consideration, he decided not to say it for now and wait until it was necessary.

Xiaocheng looked at the chattering Conan and felt a little helpless. He couldn't say that this person was his godmother, so she was considered a family member.

Thinking of this traitor Vermouth, she is not an undercover, but better than an undercover. You, Sister Bei from the winery, are charming and seductive, and extremely beautiful.

How does the saying go? Bayonetta’s legs are not legs, they are the spring water along the Seine. Bayonetta’s waist is not a waist, it is a scimitar that can kill men.

"Just tell me quickly." Conan looked at the small town that was wandering around, and then at the office that was almost there.

They had just called Xiaolan and told her not to wait for them and that they would go back by themselves, and now they were about to arrive home.

"It's obvious. Vermouth is a member of the organization, and her nickname is Absinthe."

Xiao Cheng said bitterly that Conan had been questioning him all the way, which was more terrifying than Tang Monk chanting sutras.

"Absinthe?" Conan frowned.

"Stop frowning. You frown every day. Aren't you afraid of getting old prematurely?" Xiao Cheng complained.

"What are you talking about? You clearly know some clues, but you didn't tell me. Are you helping me as a partner?" The more Conan spoke, the angrier he felt.

Huh? Why does this scene look familiar to me? Xiao Cheng looked at the angry expression on Conan's face and smiled apologetically.

"Sorry, I'll dare to do it again next time, hehe..."

Xiaocheng came up to Conan and pinched his face, then chuckled and ran back to the office.

"Xiaocheng, stop right there. I'm so mad at you." Conan looked at Xiaocheng who disappeared in a flash, with a hint of helplessness in his anger.

Soon, two days passed and Conan asked Officer Megure if he had discovered anything about the explosion in the Daikoku Building.

But unfortunately, there was so much explosives that it blew up the bar.

Xiaocheng could only comfort him. Conan gave him a displeased look and said, "You kid, you knew the stuff but didn't tell me. You even criticized me angrily before. Really."

Two more days passed, and Conan gradually let go of the incident. Today, as he watched Sherlock Holmes's travels on TV, his eyes sparkled.

"Why, do you want to go?" Xiao Cheng asked, looking at Conan.

"Uh-huh."

Conan nodded heavily. He wanted to go so badly. That was a Sherlock Holmes tour group. It was full of Sherlock Holmes fans and all the topics were about Sherlock Holmes. It was simply heaven.

"Hehe... think about it, with the way you look, no one will accept you even if you sign up." Xiaocheng glanced at Conan's childish appearance.

Conan also looked at himself, feeling a little discouraged.

But an idea suddenly popped into his mind: I can bring Xiaolan there tomorrow and attend under my uncle's name.

I shared this idea with Xiaocheng. Xiaocheng looked at this crazy fan of Sherlock Holmes, and the hope on his face almost touched my forehead.

"It's up to you, do whatever you want." Xiao Cheng waved his hands, looking as if it was none of his business, but Conan grabbed his little hand.

The two of them stared at each other, and finally Xiao Cheng spoke first: "What are you doing?"

"Accompany me, let Xiaolan accompany the two of us tomorrow." Conan said.

"Oh, stop talking nonsense. I'm not going. I want to sleep tomorrow." Xiao Cheng pulled his hand away immediately with disdain in his eyes.

"A month's worth of snacks and a month's worth of homework." Conan said slowly without any hurry.

Xiao Cheng ran back to Conan in an instant, with a slightly flattering smile.

"Hey, Conan, what are you talking about? Your business is my business. I am also a Sherlock Holmes fan. I have to go on this tour. I will be angry with anyone who doesn't go!!"

Conan twitched his lips. It turned out that Xiao Cheng was too easy to bribe...