My NPC is going to make real wine today

"Brother, there is an injustice and a debtor, it is absolutely not my fault!" Qing Shuiliang wrapped her little quilt tightly and was heartbroken, "If you are really unhappy, I will give you an offering at home." Tablet, three sticks of incense in the morning and evening, what do you think of adding one during festivals?"

Gin closed his eyes and drew out his gun.

Qing Shuiliang was stunned, "Someone burned the gun to the elder brother so soon? Damn, I lost in the younger brother's place!"

Gin pointed at Qing Shuiliang's ears with a cold face, and the latter finally stretched out a hand belatedly to take off the Bluetooth headset.

Gin's sinister voice couldn't wait to squeeze into her ears.

"...I really can't figure out why you've survived until now, you don't deserve to die, you don't deserve to die..." He paused, took a breath, wishing to turn every word into a bullet into Qing Shuiliang's brain, "... You don't miss any of her shortcomings."

Qing Shuiliang touched her head suspiciously, she didn't understand what Qin Jiu said, but finally saw his shadow on the ground. "Brother... so you are not dead."

She tried her best, but her tone still accidentally showed so much regret.

Hey, what are the living afraid of?

Qing Shuiliang took out a handful of melon seeds from the snack basket next to him, "Do you want some, brother?"

Qin Jiu stared at the hand that Qing Shuiliang handed over, and there was a kind of eagerness in his eyes, which gradually became uncontrollable.Qing Shuiliang quickly retracted his paws, "Brother, you have to calm down, it's not easy for the organization to cultivate my pair of skillful hands."

This sentence seemed to remind Qin Jiu of something, he snorted coldly, took two steps forward and lifted the cool quilt, and used the barrel of a gun to pick up one collar of her pajamas, exposing her right shoulder.

It was very clean, with only one burn that hadn't healed yet, and Gin knew that it was the injury she suffered during the last mission.

The barrel of the gun was so cold that it made people shiver, Qing Shuiliang raised his eyes to look at the gin, and said seriously: "Brother, is it a bit sloppy to come to this kind of service suddenly? Frankly speaking, I still prefer my partner's kind of black skin."

Gin's complexion is too fair, similar to Qing Shuiliang's own, and the two of them can play the vampire count and his wife without makeup.

Qin Jiu sneered, with a meaningful tone, "You have a deep affection for your good partner." He withdrew his gun and his gaze together, as if he was afraid that he would go blind if he took another look at Qing Shuiliang.

"Don't dare not dare, I'm always loyal to big brother..."

"To shut up."

"Oh."

Qing Shuiliang pulled up the collar of her pajamas, and sat cross-legged on the bed obediently.On the computer screen, "The Ring of Noon X" continued to play, but Gin Jiu was standing in the middle of the room, wearing a large black windbreaker to completely block the screen.

Qing Shuiliang opened his mouth, wanting him to move his nest, but also afraid that this small-bellied man would really shoot her with a gun, a pair of dark eyes rolled around twice, and carefully landed on the chin exposed under the brim of the gin hat, Trying to make him understand her eagerness to appreciate art.

"Move those eyeballs away." Gin Jiu's disgusted voice resounded in a low voice, his eyes swept over the painting on the wall again, and his breath suddenly became heavier.

He took a few deep breaths, as if the next words made him reluctant but had to say.That awkwardness wrinkled his brows together.

"I'm here to tell you that starting today, you don't have to partner with Bourbon anymore."

Qing Shuiliang's eyes that were about to look away slowly moved back.

"At the beginning, the organization asked you to choose a partner to test the newcomers. Now it is no longer necessary. You will continue to partner with me in the future, and you will be notified if there are tasks. Do you understand?"

Shimizu nodded patiently.

Qin Jiu didn't care about her grievance at all, it would be better to say that the colder Qing Shui felt, the better he felt.Qing Shuiliang had a bitter face, but he smiled lightly—the kind of flamboyant, malicious smile that almost wrote "I'm a bad guy" on his forehead.

"Go out with me tomorrow and find a mouse, this time we can't let him escape again."

Qing Shui let out a sigh of relief.

The next morning, the black Porsche stopped downstairs in Qingshuiliang to pick her up.Qing Shuiliang opened the rear door carefully, and the gin inside and her face had a disgusted expression at the same time.However, Qing Shuiliang quickly restrained himself and began to perform enthusiastically.

"Brother, you didn't sit in the front."

Shimizu Ryo sat in and glanced at the window of his partner's house - Toru Amuro hasn't come back since last night.

Gin has the right to sit beside you with an air.

Qing Shuiliang was not affected at all, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his backpack and handed it over respectfully, "Brother, you smoke—your favorite JILOISES. I know you like it, and I have always prepared it."

Gin didn't glance at Qing Shuiliang, took the cigarette, and opened it familiarly. Before putting it in his mouth, he paused, tore the cigarette paper, and a musty smell came to his nostrils.

Qing Shuiliang covered Gin's cold gaze with calmness to cover up his embarrassment, "Don't tell me, I've always prepared it. I prepared it for my elder brother four years ago."

"I'll kill you if I hear another word before reaching the destination."

The vodka driver who was about to open his mouth to ease the atmosphere shut his mouth when he heard this.Gin traded his decisiveness for a two-hour journey of tranquility.

As a result, they arrived at the residence of the target person mentioned by Gin Intelligence, where a funeral was being held.When I stepped forward to ask, the target person was killed the day before yesterday because of some emotional problems.

The information on this target was provided to Gin by Toru Amuro. If there is no problem in it, Shimizu Ryo would not believe it, but anyway, this is not her task, and she is happy to see Gin suffer.

Of course, a suspicious and terminally ill patient like Gin Jiu would not believe just one or two words from the people who eat melons. He must have confirmed with his own eyes that the corpse was his own.

Shimizu Liang took out a map from his backpack and spread it out.

Vodka looked up curiously, and marked the map with a red pen, "Black Cherry, what is this?"

Qing Shuiliang clicked his tongue, acting like you don't know. "I got up early this morning to make a travel guide, and all the delicious and interesting places nearby are marked."

Vodka was about to take a closer look, when a cold gaze passed beside him.

Gin Jiu sneered, "Is it fun?"

Vodka shook his head quickly.

Gin put his disgusted gaze on Hei Cherry again, "Finish the business first."

Qing Shuiliang was confident and confident, "Even if the elder brother is worried about confirming the corpse, we have to act at night, right? In broad daylight, we go to the mourning hall to uncover the coffin, elder brother, do you want to be on the social news tomorrow?"

Vodka hesitated, "Brother, Black Cherry is right."

Gin seemed to have something to say, but in the end he just closed his eyes calmly.

I don't know what's wrong with this incident, anyway, it happened like this-Qing Shuiliang brought two black suits and Kugai into a well-known local Internet celebrity restaurant.

The three of them came in a hurry and did not make an appointment online.When I entered, there were still a few tables lined up in front, but the shopkeeper seemed to have no objection when he arranged seats for the three of them first.

Qing Shuiliang was particularly pleased. In her distant memory, when she was still Margaret, she also liked to take gin to eat at famous local restaurants when she was on missions.Although the gin at that time was also a small cool cover, it was not as deterrent as an adult at all.

Even at that time, there were mature older sisters who dared to ask for his contact information.Although it was Margaret who held it down desperately in the end, he didn't take out the gun.

Qing Shuiliang suddenly felt that being a partner with Gin, although a bit more stressful, was not without its disadvantages.

Anyway, I don't know how the gin tasted for this meal, but I was quite satisfied with Qingshuiliang and vodka.

Vodka secretly revealed to Qing Shuiliang that in the days without her, he and his elder brother had their last meal but never their next meal.This man also eats as he pleases, as if just to maintain the basic functions of his body.Vodka had to risk his life to accompany the gentleman.

Qing Shuiliang sighed: "No wonder I see that you have lost weight—"

Qin Jiu, who was walking in front, turned his head gloomyly, and the two immediately shut up obediently.

Although he ate the meal, Qing Shuiliang's original travel destinations were all rejected.Qing Shuiliang followed the two men and sat dryly in the bar until night.Drinking enough to go to the toilet six times.

Coming out of the toilet for the sixth time, Qing Shuiliang sat back on the chair, covered his stomach and praised: "As expected of the big brother, the stomach can really hold."

Gin raised his eyelids and glanced at her, then snorted coldly, "Who told you to drink 6 bottles of wine in one afternoon, are you a bucket?"

Qing Shuiliang corrected: "I'm drinking wine, how can it be a bucket?"

Gin didn't bother to talk to her.

In the evening, the three of them came outside the mourning hall of the target person.

Qing Shuiliang: "Brother, you go in, I won't go."

Qin Jiu glanced at her, his eyes full of suspicion and scrutiny.

Qing Shuiliang hurriedly explained to the psycho: "Brother, you forgot, I just watched a ghost movie last night...it's not appropriate to enter this kind of occasion."

Gin: "..."

After Gin came out of the target person's house, his face still smelled bad.

"It's upsetting that the fly died so easily."

Qing Shuiliang didn't ask how the person who was a mouse yesterday turned into a fly today.This species mutates quite quickly.

"Vodka, let's go back." Gin said he wanted to sit in the car, but Qing Shuiliang stopped him, "No way, brother, we all drank in the afternoon, driving now is considered drunk driving."

Gin didn't know what expression to put on for a moment.

Qing Shuiliang blinked, "Brother, what if you get caught drinking and driving, social news..."

Vodka: "Brother, Black Cherry is right."

Gin took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

The three of them were going back to Tokyo the next day.Qin Jiu kicked Qing Shuiliang to the driver's seat, "Go and drive."

Qing Shuiliang rubbed his nose and sat in the driver's seat resentfully.She finally struggled against the gloomy and indifferent silver-haired man in the back seat reflected in the rearview mirror of the car.

"Brother, it's not that I don't want to drive, it's just that I had a little bit of insomnia last night. I feel that driving like this is not responsible for the lives of the three of us..."

"Shut up and drive—"

There is no other way, there are always people who will die.

Half an hour later, when Qing Shuiliang yawned for the tenth time and almost hit the guardrail, Vodka couldn't help but said, "...Brother, why don't I do it."

Brother doesn't want to die, he wants it.

Qing Shuiliang, who was replaced back to the back seat, smiled at Gin, yawned, and fell asleep on the back of the chair.Qing Shuiliang really didn't lie, every time she watched a horror movie, she would have two or three days of insomnia.Who knew gin would make her drive.

When Qing Shui Liangan closed his eyes and mouth quietly, it seemed that Qin Jiu's nerves could finally relax a bit.

When Qing Shuiliang was called out by Vodka in a daze, the Porsche had already stopped downstairs.Qing Shuiliang opened his eyes and saw Toru Anshi standing downstairs, as if he was waiting for her.

The weather in Conan's world is unpredictable.It seemed to be late autumn on this day, and Toru Amuro was wearing a gray turtleneck sweater, black pants, and a long camel-colored trench coat.

Gin Jiu stepped out of the car first, and when Qing Shuiliang opened his eyes, he had already walked in front of Toru Amuro, with a hand pinched on his right shoulder as if inadvertently.