Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Chapter 644 So Cute

The guy who just looked sunny, gentle and considerate to his friend suddenly turned into a demon.

In fact, Gin and the others had already arrived.

But in order not to alert the enemy, he stood outside the door and did not come in, and only heard the last few sentences of the conversation.

As if shocked by the information Amuro Toru said, Gin was silent for a while before looking up at him:

"Two months?"

"It's gotten worse. Ireland attacked him before he died some time ago. He said that he had lost his hearing and sense of taste recently."

This is a surprising thing.

No wonder they just saw each other wearing hearing aids in their ears.

When hearing the names of their dead teammates, Gin and Vodka did not react at all.

In fact, because the two of them had just returned early this morning, they started catching mice right after a quick rest.

It's not even clear what exactly happened in that battle.

However, I heard that a man in a black robe appeared at the scene.

Gin felt that this was a message - a message that clearly indicated that there was an undercover agent in their organization.

In addition, when they were outside some time ago, that group of guys knew both the supplies and the information accurately, which made Gin even more suspicious.

But they just got back and there is still a lot of information to sort out.

No rush... no rush...

A good hunter must have enough patience.

Thinking of this, Gin looked up at Amuro Toru who was looking at the documents with a stern face, and smiled evilly, saying sarcastically:

"Why? Do you think the other party gave you too little?"

"Oh, I'm not the kind of person who's greedy for money. Besides, that guy and I are just 'friends'."

The specially emphasized pronunciation made the curve of Gin's mouth a little bigger.

Vodka, who was sitting opposite him eating a sandwich, also chuckled when he heard this, as if he had heard something funny.

Friends?

Them?

Are people like them worthy of having pure friends?

Unable to trust, unable to share, unable to be honest.

Suspicion, exploitation, and vigilance all the time,

Be prepared to be abandoned, killed, or betrayed at any time...

…friend?

It's all just an illusion for show.

"Really? I thought you had a good relationship with him."

"Good enough to betray the organization."

Gin and Vodka sang in unison, and the veins on Amuro Toru's forehead throbbed.

Tsk.

Otherwise, he should find a way to help Xianhe hide it from Hiro.

These two guys are looking for trouble as soon as they come back. It's really annoying to see them.

Bourbon was thinking about all sorts of things but didn't show it on his face. He still had that evil smile on his face:

"Oh? I haven't done anything to offend the organization, right? Instead of me, aren't you two more suspicious for taking so long to escape?"

Those who still don't know how much of Yun Xianhe's words just now are true and how much are false are now feeling annoyed.

Facing Gin and Vodka's sarcastic remarks, he just went straight in front of them and attacked them.

Let's put an end to this useless suspicion.

He wanted to catch up with the cunning guy and ask him what this document that could really take effect was all about.

This one sentence successfully caused both people to look unhappy.

Toru Amuro didn't care at all, but he subconsciously tensed up his body in case Gin suddenly pulled out his gun.

However, perhaps because he knew there were many people nearby, the other party did not do so.

"You'd better not."

"Haihai, is there anything else? If not, please eat quickly, as our store is about to close."

"Are you in a hurry to get us out?"

Hearing this, Amuro Toru said with a wry smile:

“I have to get another job.”

God chooses workers.

Vodka, who didn't understand why Toru Amuro had to work so much, started eating another sandwich.

Their organization pays code members a lot of salary, and they can earn more by completing more tasks.

Isn’t it much faster to make money than working?

Just when Amuro Toru thought that the two were going to stay here, Gin picked up the coffee in front of him and drank it all, then stood up:

"Vodka, let's go."

"Okay big brother!"

Gin, who had his cup upside down on the plate, suddenly said as he passed by Amuro Toru:

"It tastes terrible."

"..."

It tastes bad, but you’ve already finished it!

"Bourbon, if you ever consider changing careers, you can go into catering."

Vodka, who was walking behind with a sandwich, gestured to Amuro Toru.

Hearing this, Amuro Toru laughed dryly and asked back:

"Ha, it seems like you think my staying in the organization is an eyesore?"

Vodka, who was bribed by the sandwich, looked at the sarcastic Bourbon and showed a hideous smile:

"Sincere."

Anyway, Toru Amuro couldn't see anything at all.

Just as the two were about to pass each other, Gin, who was walking in front, suddenly stepped back and reached out to Amuro Toru.

The latter dodged hurriedly, somersaulted over the bar and landed on the open space behind the cooking counter.

Just when Toru Amuro was about to ask Gin what he was going to do, the latter reached out and took away the documents he had just casually placed on the table.

Gin quickly scanned the contents of the file.

When I saw the 8% stake written on it, I sneered:

"I think you don't need to go to work anymore, Bourbon. With Fuyun's financial resources, the money that guy gave you is enough for you to live until you die."

"Are you cursing me?"

"Hmph, whatever you want. Just don't be late for the meeting tomorrow."

Having said that, Gin threw the document back to Toru Amuro and left the cafe without looking back.

When Vodka left, he also took the remaining plate of sandwiches behind the counter.

Amuro Toru, who was heartbroken by the loss of dinner, watched the two people leave in silence. His gray-purple eyes, blocked by his slightly long hair, looked gloomy.

He reached out, picked up the document in his arms and held it up to his eyes.

Toru Amuro looked at the name 'Yun Xianhe' written on the page and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"What on earth is this guy doing..."

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[Sir, how do you know it can be solved within two months? ]

"do not know."

Under the street lights that had just come on, the brave man spoke these words calmly.

It was just getting dark at this time, there were no pedestrians on the road, and the whole street was quiet.

Therefore, his murmur seemed particularly abrupt.

"Before I opened my mouth, I typed Morse code on the table and told him not to believe a word he said. It was up to him whether he noticed it or not."

The snow underfoot crunched.

The brave man casually pulled out his hearing aid and stuffed it into his pocket, then half-crouched down and groped for a handful of snow from the corner of the street.

After making two snowballs, he fumbled and piled them on the wall.

After finishing, Yun Xianhe took a step back, tilted his head, and looked at his work with unfocused eyes.

Without him saying anything, 113 in the system space had already taken out his camera and started taking pictures.

The man who couldn't see anything just stood there for a while and said softly:

"So cute."

The first death was too sudden and those things could not be preserved.

It's a pity that some souvenirs are missing.

The cold winter wind whistled past my ears.

Amid the faint whistling sounds, Yun Xianhe half raised his head.

The pale light fell on his cheek, illuminating the pair of dim heterochromatic eyes hidden behind his glasses.