[Conan] My years at the winery

83,

Although Bourbon didn't agree to be my mother, he still cooks the dinner.

I've been thinking about big meals for almost a month.

During the month in Italy, I missed the food made by Bourbon almost every night, and almost every night I felt that Bourbon was scolded.

ask me why?

Because Bourbon regularly sends me pictures of his food every day at 30:[-] p.m. Japan time ([-]:[-] p.m. Italy time), knowing that I have the obsessive-compulsive disorder of not going to sleep until I finish reading the messages on my phone (after all, I am in the same room I have lived for nearly [-] days, although it is not the same bed, but he knows that some of my little habits are still normal), and he also deliberately sent me delicious food during that time period.

Forget it, he also deserves a speech, as follows:

"Today I made XXX, which I like to eat in Martinis, but unfortunately he is not here."

If you know I'm not here, don't send me pictures! ! !

"I remember that you like xxxx the most. I just made it today. It's a pity that I can't give it to you, but I took a few pictures to satisfy your craving."

You didn't just do it but did it on purpose! ?Why don't you make it for me when I'm here? ! !

"This is OXXX that you love to eat. I make a lot of it. I eat it all. It tastes great."

Do you see that this is a human language? ! !

I didn't even P. His women's clothing video made him famous overnight, but did he treat me like this?

So when I was in Italy, I had to make at least two calls a day, one to Scotland, complaining about gin and life, telling him about my current situation, and telling him about my miss.

And the other, is to call Bourbon after ten o'clock in the evening and scold him.

Even if Bourbon and I are separated by eight hours and the whole of Asia, the distance is not a big deal, and we can still talk to each other on the phone.

The dinner is served.

Three 10 minutes later.

Full of wine and food.

There is still a little support.

"Martini, why did you come back?" When Bourbon and I got acquainted with each other, he always asked questions directly, and he also knew that temptation was useless to me, so direct questions might get answers.

"What's the matter with you?" I snorted.

"I would like to know."

"It's not my business?"

Bourbon: ………………… So Martini, you must chat to death, right?Just not going to tell him?

Bourbon stepped forward and patted Scotland on the shoulder, motioning him to ask.

I can't ask, and I can't even ask if I don't believe in Scotland.

"Zhen, why didn't you tell me on the phone that you were coming back so I could be ready to meet you." Scotland smiled at me. "Are you going to Italy after you come back this time?"

"Because I want to give Scotland a surprise, as for Italy, I still want to go." I also smiled at Scotland. "This time I went back to Japan on a mission, and Gin took the mission, so he brought me, and Vodka and Shirley went with us."

So when Scotland asks you, you say everything, right?

"What task is not allowed to be performed by local people in Japan, but you and Gin in Italy are asked to do it?" Bourbon asked suspiciously.

"Mermaid Island, the mystery of longevity." As for why Gin and Shirley were allowed to go (vodka and I were incidental), Gin was because the upper echelon of the organization trusted him enough, and he had enough ability and status, while Shirley , because she is a researcher, and the aspect of her research happens to be related to this mission.

I don't know, that bag of ashes can make Shirley research something.

Kind of curious.