[Conan] Days at the Distillery Technical School

Keir came to Moon Shadow Island as promised, she seemed to be in a good mood, her bright cat eyes stretched out with pleasant arcs.

"Hey, why are you so happy?" Tomo Fujima wondered.

Is she the only one who is depressed because of this task?

Keel squatted down and motioned for her to lie on her back: "I'll carry you."

She: "...I can go."

Keir turned his head, with a warm smile on his face: "You need to recover quickly, don't you?"

Tomo Fujima felt that Rena Mizumu was very gentle to her, how would he describe it?Shui Wu's tenderness before was a somewhat alienated tenderness, but the tenderness now...

It almost felt like she would come up to her and hug her for a few kisses in the next second.

...What are you thinking, Keel is not rye.

Unable to resist Keir, Fujima sat on her back obediently.

"Keil, I still want to know why you're happy?"

Keir walked slowly with her on his back: "This is our first time working together, Pure Wheat."

So?

Rena Mizumura didn't continue, but looked ahead softly.

The lonely battle seemed endless.

Fujima Satoshi tried hard to think about the partner of Rena Mizumus before, and realized: Search Karma!It's because the previous partners were too bad to move!

... Sure enough, most of the effective combat forces in the organization are undercover agents.

The gradually setting sun fell on the road, casting long shadows.

...

Fujima Satoshi's knee injury is almost healed. After returning to Mihua Town, she still temporarily lives in Mizuna Rena's house, imitating Mizuna's movement habits and dressing habits, so that she can pretend to be Mizuna's identity in the future .

On a foggy morning in Mihua Town, the FBI trapping plan officially started.

Director Gin Jiu: He wrote the script himself.

Advisor Malt: It is said that she is the woman who knows the rye best.

Executive staff: Malt and Kir, the team of teachers and students of the winery.

Vodka for odd jobs, etc. will not be repeated on the cast list.

Fujima Satoshi looked helplessly at the first command issued remotely: [Keir approached the FBI, revealed his willingness to leave the organization and obtained FBI protection. ] She replied dryly: 【The plan is very good. 】

[Shuichi Akai knows Kiel's identity. ]

...It's because she was worried about Akai Shuichi's safety before.

Come on, the first move is a big failure.

The order was given by gin, and the email was written by vodka, so the second email arrived soon: [Exchange information on pure malt whiskey. 】Tomo Fujima blinked faster: 【Good idea. 】

[Akai Hideichi knows Junmai's identity. ]

For some reason, she suddenly felt sorry for Gin.

If Kir and Malt hadn't been undercover, then the plan would have worked perfectly: Kier wanted to leave the organization because of his previous CIA undercover incidents, so he wanted to leave the organization-yes.

Information on single malt whiskey involved in every aspect of the organization - the best bait indeed.

It's a pity, Gin he... Gin he...

The only men Gin can use are undercover agents.

In the surveillance screen, Keir approached Shuichi Akai by interviewing passers-by: "What do you think of the latest bill issued by XXXX?"

"No." He replied coldly.

【Did he accept it? ——Action Team]

Keir glanced back at the man with his hands in his pockets: ...that small note that was handed over when he handed over the microphone should be accepted.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Rena Mizumusa and Tomomi Fujima were in the same bed, neither of them fell asleep, eagerly waiting for a reply.

"He won't be uncooperative, right?" Rena Mizumu was a little worried.

Fujima Zhi said: "No."

Even if she knew it was a trap, Shuichi Akai would not ignore Kiel as an undercover agent, even though she belonged to the CIA agency, which has a very bad relationship with the FBI.

Sure enough, just after twelve o'clock, Rena Mizumu's newly bought mobile phone received a reply: [The time and place of the meeting is up to you. ——Akai] Fujima Tomo woke up sleepily, and watched from the side: as an undercover agent, the mobile phone is really a consumable.

She has a mobile phone used by the organization for secret contact, a mobile phone used by ordinary people, and a mobile phone that is now canceled to contact the police. There may be more in the future.

The meeting time is eight o'clock in the evening.The meeting place was the seventh left-hand corner of Raihayama. The first proposal was rejected by Akai.

[It is almost impossible to ambush here.spy.beater. ] This is Satoshi Fujima's observation of the terrain.

To let Akai come alone, he had to choose a relatively safe place.

"I'm a student of single malt whiskey, and I know enough information about her." Rena Mizumura said to Shuichi Akai, who was leaning against the Chevrolet, with her baseball cap extremely low, "As for her—you should too. Knowing how important her intelligence is."

Laboratories, information bases, training grounds, and other organizational groups are all vying to recruit members of the code name of the wool, and the value is not much different from that of gin.

"Oh? What information about Junmai?" The man in the knitted hat asked indifferently.

[Do not disclose information. 】The gloomy voice of gin came from the earphone.

He won't let the FBI get any intelligence, and he won't even give him bait for fishing.

Rena Mizumu reacted quickly: "I'm sorry, this is my bargaining chip for leaving the organization, I can't tell you now."

"How do I know it's not a trap?" The man in the knitted hat sounded extraordinarily indifferent.

[Tell him about my scandal. 】Fujima Satoshi calmly said to Mizumi.

Gin next to her glanced at her: "..."

... What kind of gossip you kid can have.

Rena Mizumu was also obviously stunned for a moment, she simply made a mess, with an anxious look on her face, just in time for Akai Shuichi to see: "I know she and Gin have been together recently."

... This is the most widely circulated scandal in the organization.

The command over the headset fell silent.

Vodka: "..."

Fujima Satoshi: "..."

Gin: "..."

You won't believe it?Absolutely won't believe it?Vodka thought.

How could Rye not know about the relationship between Little Curly and Big Brother?

The man in the knitted hat in the surveillance screen was stunned for a moment, then fell silent for a while.

His molars clenched tightly after the gin.

... He was about to throw up, this FBI actually wanted to have something to do with Junmai.

Gin made a decisive decision: [Continue. 】

Rena Mizumu: "I can't produce evidence now, because Gin has never been photographed secretly, but I'm sure that Junmai is by Gin's side now—they lived together during this time."

In the Porsche that served as the temporary headquarters, Fujima Tomomomo stayed a little away from Gin.

Gin frowned and pulled her closer.

Fujima Satoshi was a little worried.

Akai is not so easy to be fooled, but caring is chaotic. In addition, the mobile phone she used for secret contact has been canceled during this period of time, and people have also run away. Yes, maybe I will really believe it.

...But does Big Brother Gin really take over others (thinking while rubbing his chin).

"I'm not interested in this kind of thing," Akai replied, "I'll contact you for the rest, Kir."

... The promise was unexpectedly very straightforward.

Vodka silently turned his head and glanced at Satoshi Fujima: So the single malt whiskey is an FBI trap after all, so there is no need to quibble.

...

In a can't ambush.spy.At the location of the shooting, he could only pretend to be Kiel and confront the FBI head-on-this was something Satoshi Fujima had thought of before, and Gin's script was going according to her idea.

If her guess is correct, Gin should still have some restraint on Kiel.

On the evening of the agreed meeting, in the evening, it began to rain lightly, and the lights of the convenience store rose with orange mist in the rain curtain.

Akai Shuichi lived in a nearby hotel. He went out to buy cigarettes, looked out the glass door of the convenience store, and caught a glimpse of a figure walking by with an umbrella under the rain curtain.

He was keenly aware that the figure hazy by the mist looked like a person.

Taking a closer look, it was Mizumu Rena.

... Has his Xiaozhi perception radar failed?

After Shuiwu was out of sight, the two young men entered the convenience store noisily, carrying the damp moisture outside, and the transparent umbrella was dripping with water.

Akai Hideichi stared thoughtfully at the two exaggeratedly dressed youths.

At eight o'clock tonight, he might have to sacrifice his Chevrolet on the Yeshan Mountain Road.

...

Rena Mizumu rushed to Gin ahead of schedule according to the instructions in the email.

Gin isn't very kind to Gere, Bo.rai.Ta pointed to the back of her head and forced her to stay still so that the vodka could put the neck on her.lock up.fry.bomb.

If you contact the FBI head-on, maybe someone will take this opportunity to defect. Gin will not give a mouse the opportunity to have illusions. This is a restraint for Keir, and it is also a restraint for Junmai, who is in charge of tonight's operation.

"Okay," Vodka said.

Feel the coldness on the back of your head.gun.With her mouth moved, Mizurunai's body obviously relaxed, she lowered her head slightly, and reported, "I'm going to meet Chunmai."

Obviously there was nothing unusual, but Qin Jiu's heart suddenly jumped, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Shui Wu's shoulder with all his might, his voice was like a snake swimming among the bushes, it was frightening: "...Hmph, pure wheat."

The woman on the opposite side raised her eyes, and those bright cat eyes looked straight into his eyes: "Yes."

He was so courageous that he dared to lie to him.

Qin Jiu stretched out his hand to grab her cheek, pulled hard, and really tore off the mask, revealing an innocent and apologetic face.

The mask pretending to be Kiel was completed by Belmode, and it is of good quality, and it hasn't broken after being pulled by him like this.

"Where's Keel?"

"I deleted her email and she didn't see the message."

He was taller than her, and the height gap became more obvious when he got closer, and he looked down at her condescendingly.

The hanging lamp cast a ghostly shadow on the wall, and his dark green pupils were wrapped in soot-like pupils, firmly framing her.

His eyes rolled over her like the tip of a knife.

Wear a necklace around your neck.lock up.fry.Flipped single malt whiskey...

"I'm sorry, Gin, but I don't want my students to wear. Bomb. Bomb, it's that simple," Fujima explained.

He frowned, and his tone was cold and disgusted: "In the future, you are not allowed to appear in front of me as someone else."

She breathed a sigh of relief, and her eyes, which were still wearing blue colored contact lenses, curled up with a smile: "Got it."

Tomo Fujima took a gamble, betting on gin even if he knew that she came to wear the necklace instead of Keir.lock up.fry.The bombs are not overly irritating either.

He sat down, snorted coldly while lighting a cigarette, and waved her away.

...

At eight o'clock in the evening, the rain began to lighten.

There was no sound on Laiye Mountain Road, and Ye's breathing could almost be heard.

The headlights of the car shone on the wet road, reflecting a large area of ​​light.

A short and crisp sound.gun.Voice.

Chevrolet one rear wheel was.burst.Tire, the car body stagnated and was forced to stop.

【Pure wheat! ] Gin's gloomy and short-tempered voice sounded from the earphones, 【Stop! 】Single malt whiskey never acts without authorization, but this time, she did it in advance.Before reaching the agreed corner of the mountain road, she was heading towards the mission goal.spy.hit.

The man in the Chevrolet pushed the door and got out of the car, and a bullet flew over.The bullet grazed his clothes.fry.Broken car front tire.

He leaned close to the other side of the car and quickly observed the surrounding mountain road situation.

son.The direction the bombs are coming from...

"Don't look for it, it's here."

The figure with the baseball cap pressed extremely low jumped down from the rock, holding the weight in his hand.spy.

The monitor screen installed on the single malt whiskey has been black since just now, and there is no moon and stars on rainy nights, so it is extraordinarily dark. At this time, with the lights of the Chevrolet, the monitor screen finally has light.

In the Porsche that served as the headquarters, several people were taken aback.

Unlike what was promised, she not only did not kill the FBI by surprise at the agreed place, but hid on the way, even her weapons were small and concealed.rai.The tower became heavy.spy.hit.gun.

The headlights of Chevrolet cars shone brightly in a circle, piercing the dark lower edge of Laiye Mountain Road.

In the white light of the headlights, the figure that descended from the rock and merged with the night lifted the weight.Sniper, aiming in one direction.

Is Pure Wheat going to head-to-head?

Keel was sweating.

Akai Hideichi next to the Chevrolet suddenly understood what she was going to do with this familiar person.

He was in the next dull one.burst.Amid the sound, he leaned back in a kneeling position under the cover of the car body, flipped over neatly, and grasped the railing of the mountain road tightly.

son.The bomb goes through the body, straight to the point.Oil.boxes, followed by dense.gun.Voice.

One shot.son.The bomb set the car on fire.burn.burst.fry.It's hard, but playing.No Chevrolet can hold up in the rain.

Sure enough, a small flame flashed by, followed by a huge bang and an explosion as dazzling as day.fry.And burning, the surveillance screen was so bright that it was almost impossible to see anything.

It is light, it is fire.

【Pure wheat! 】Gin thinks of the nape on her neck.lock up.fry.Bomb: [Leave! ] Amidst the huge roar, the monitoring screen was suddenly blocked.burst.The impact of the shock wave of the explosion cut off.

The author has something to say:

The cognition of gin: What kind of scandal can you kid have.

Perceptions of others: Malt is the one with the most scandals in the organization.

Miserable, Chevrolet, miserable, no Chevrolet can drive out of Yeshan alive.

[Broken Thoughts] Xiaozhi actually has a lot to take into account in this operation. She is not sure if Akai is prepared, and she still has to protect Kiel.Organization: How much pure wheat hates rye, I personally emphasize it.spy.Couldn't bear it and started fighting.