Pretending to Be a Good Person in the World of Conan

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Chapter 277 I am not I am not

Hearing Belmode's question, Shiraishi glanced at her and murmured in his heart that he could come to our group.

However, thinking of how difficult it would be to hide the double opening from Belmode...he immediately vetoed it.

Of course, how to arrange the gin has nothing to do with Baishi's desire or not, he just thinks about it.

Belmode observed the eager and restrained gaze of the fanboy, smiled friendly at the developable tool man, and handed him a cigarette.

Shiraishi took it subconsciously.He doesn't really like smoking, but at parties, in order to follow the crowd, he would occasionally smoke a little.

And now it's a meeting of villains organized by the Black Clothes. It's too shameless to suddenly say "I don't smoke" and then reject it.

In addition, the cigarette is still his long-coveted hand... Belmode handed it...

Amuro Toru had never seen Matsuda smoking, and thinking of Matsuda's character, he felt that Belmode would be rejected.

So Toru Amuro even thought about smoothing things over—"Smoking is not a good habit, it will leave a lot of traces when tracking."

Although these words seem to imply Gin Jiu, but in Gin Jiu's eyes, organization is the most important thing, and what he is going to say is the truth, Gin Jiu won't mind.

Unexpectedly, before he could utter a single word, Toru Amuro saw that Matsuda raised his hand to take the cigarette after being startled, and very rarely took off the mask, revealing his whole face, and put the cigarette in his mouth.

The movements are much more proficient than he thought.

"..."

Amuro's words got to his lips, and it was very uncomfortable not to say, and he hesitated to speak in front of Gin, which was very dangerous.

So he leaned on the back of his chair, changed his lines temporarily, and turned to Belmode: "There are not many people here who are not addicted to cigarettes, don't bring bad newcomers."

"It's just a way to relieve stress." Belmode clicked on the lighter and leaned over to light the cigarette for Baishi. She replied casually, "You should also develop some hobbies."

While talking, Belmode secretly looked at Shiraishi's expression.Without a mask to cover, the expression is easier to recognize.

After confirming that the fan is still the fan, she finally felt relieved.

The feeling of danger before should be just an illusion.

Chianti didn't like Belmode very much. Holding a sniper rifle, she retorted for Bourbon: "Isn't his hobby just working? Last time we took a target in Xibeihu, he was delivering milk on the street."

The picture is so full of sense, Shiraishi wants to laugh a little.

But looking at the face of Belmode who was close at hand, in order to maintain his aloof and reliable image, he held back again.

but……

Why do you feel that Belmode's face is a bit muddy?

Shiraishi raised his hand and pressed his eye sockets.

My head is not dizzy, but my eyes are blurry, as if wrapped in a layer of smoke.It felt strange and abrupt.

...wait, smoke?

Bai Shi was slightly taken aback, and suddenly had a guess in his heart.

After hesitating for a moment, he lifted the cigarette and took another tentative puff.

The smog immediately intensified in front of my eyes, and it looked like a vast expanse of whiteness, gradually covering my vision.

"..."

Could it be that this mask... really has no brains? ?

The more I think about it, the more I feel that this is the truth.

The dizziness may be due to the relatively light smoke. After inhalation, they have no outlet and gradually accumulate in the head, blocking the vision.

Moreover, judging from the natural conversations of the few people next to them, they haven't noticed anything unusual.

That is to say... probably not even an ear canal.

Or by now, Gin they should be able to see the scene where "Koren's" ears smoke.If they really saw it, they would not be able to not ask a word like they are now.

At this time, turning your head to the side and exhaling the smoke should relieve the situation.

But Baishi thought for a while, not only did not vomit, but also held his breath to prevent the smoke from escaping.

As a truant major, ah no, a professional truant student, Baishi was keenly aware of escaping the plane.

...This time, maybe,

He can take a wave of sick leave.

……

Belmode finished lighting his cigarette, then returned to the original place, keeping a close distance from the fan, and then looked at Gin.

She asked a question just now, but she hasn't heard the rest.

"You haven't been alone all the time." Gin turned to Belmode.

He is not too strict with this related account, and he believes that Belmode will not harm the interests of the organization: "If you don't know what to do, and you also have an invitation letter, let's go to the memorial venue together and meet Pisk. "

"Of course..." As he spoke, Gin glanced at Pisk, "Once this person fails and is exposed, your mission will be changed to killing him."