I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery - Vol 2 Chapter 560

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Although Judy seems to have no heart, she is actually an FBI agent after all.

After chatting with Nan Ling for a few moments, she noticed the impatience on the other’s face, which was well concealed, and ended the conversation quite decisively.

– She doesn’t want to leave a bad first impression on Nan Ling, maintaining a good interpersonal relationship is a necessary condition for intelligence.

In any case, she still has enough time.

When Judy left Nanling’s side and went to chat with Suzuki Sonoko again, Conan sneaked close to Nanling’s side, reaching out and tugging at the corner of his clothes.

“Why do you look like a thief?” Nan Ling looked at Conan in confusion.

Conan glanced to the side and lowered his voice, “I already know who the murderer is.”

“So?” Nan Ling spread out his hands in confusion, “Shouldn’t you go to Officer Mumu?”

“I was just thinking…”

“Ah.” Nan Ling suddenly realized, and he lowered his voice, “Don’t tell me what dangerous things you want to do again.”

“Uh…” Conan was speechless.

He was really thinking something dangerous—he kind of wanted to test Judy with it. Let’s see if she is really pretending to be stupid, or is she just delusional.

“If you want to go, I can’t stop you.” Nan Ling said sternly, “But don’t expect me to help you.”

Just kidding, he didn’t want to draw the FBI’s attention—especially if they might have noticed him.

Besides, Judy is not a bad person.

Conan looked frustrated.

But he also knew that since Nan Ling had said so, it would be difficult for him to convince him.

So he turned his head very succinctly and went to Judy, pretending that he was only about to figure it out, and that Judy needed to give him a key clue.

Nan Ling could hear Conan’s “Aah ah ah” and “na na na” from several meters away.

And Judy didn’t let Conan down—she did realize the meaning of the code.

Those few graphics are actually the leftovers after the upper half of a person’s name has been masked out.

Guoji Wentai – just omit the inside of the word “country”, write the lower part of “ji” as a circle, and then write the point of the word “tai” like a horizontal… just fine.

Well, “just need” to meet these three writing habits, and “just” to catch up with the occasion when half of it is covered, and there will be such a death message that is completely unspeakable.

Coincidentally, it reminded him of the famous character prison “Weiminzhizhi” during the Yongzheng period – Yongzheng, an old man who was murdered with paranoia, felt that the words “wei” and “zhi” were the result of cutting off the upper part of the word “Yongzheng”. , felt that someone was going to cut off his head. *

It’s really not easy to come up with this code. Nan Ling shook his head and sighed.

He was in a good mood, but Conan’s face was not very good-looking.

“Did you know?” Conan leaned silently beside Nan Ling and watched Officer Mu Mu interrogate the prisoner with him. “What the robbers said really makes sense.”

“What?” Nan Ling asked casually.

“At that time, on the bus, a robber pretended that Mr. Judy’s Japanese was not good.” Conan explained, “He was right.”

If Judy is really bad at Japanese, how could she possibly solve today’s puzzle?

“So, are you sure she’s Belmod?”

“Probably.” Conan nodded solemnly.

“Then what?” Nan Ling looked down at him.

“At least confirm her purpose first.” To Nan Ling’s surprise, Conan said firmly, “I will tell Haiyuan to pay attention to her.”

Nan Ling didn’t say much.

Although I don’t know why Conan has determined that Judy is Belmod now, he is destined to compete with the air.

to ask why…

That was, of course, because he was going to see Belmod himself in a moment.

…

After the case was successfully concluded, Nan Ling said goodbye to Conan and his party, and went all the way to the place where he made an appointment with Belmod.

This is a bar with a quiet atmosphere, with a few people sitting around, and the singers on the stage are humming jazz leisurely.

The reserved seat was in a secluded but comfortable corner, Nan Ling leaned lazily on the sofa and ordered a cup of coffee.

Belmod arrived much later than the appointed time. When she stepped on high heels and sat in front of Nan Ling, half of the cup of coffee was gone.

“…No need.” Nan Ling raised his eyes and looked at her – the face looked strange, only those green eyes flashed with familiar pleasure, “You came to see me with a special disguise?”

“Because Chris Wynyard is a famous actor, so I want to avoid some trouble.” Belmode simply removed the disguise after sitting across from him, “Fame is such a thing, for those of us, but A double-edged sword.”

“Okay, then I’ll take it that you are late because you have to spend time disguising yourself.” Nan Ling complained, “It’s really unusual.”

Usually the reason girls are late is because they have to dress up – Belmode is probably because of the disguise.

No problem, it’s all about doing some magical transformation on the face. Essentially the same.

“If it was gin, it must have left long ago.” Belmod said with a smile, “What a gentleman, Chat.”

“Thank you for the compliment.” Nan Ling said in a long voice, “But let me explain in advance that I’m not a gentleman enough to pay for you.”

He was poor, very poor.

After his car exploded in the Twilight Annex, he thought about repeating the trick and cheating some money from the organization—in fact, he had already done so—but the organization probably sensed something was wrong and didn’t pass it immediately.

So he had to buy a new one with his own money.

Don’t ask, ask is to manage your own vest well.

Belmod hooked his lips and smiled.

“You don’t need to worry about that.” She waved to a waiter, whispered something to him, and looked at Nanling again, “I also have investment in this store, I’ll invite you tonight.”

“Rich woman Tie Tie!” Nan Ling stood up almost reflexively, UU reading www. uukanshu.com said with bright eyes.

Belmod: …

She leaned back unconsciously and looked at Nan Ling with an indescribable expression on her face – her basic skills as an actor made her face look normal, but her eyes were full of words that could not be said.

Not so.

The organization is very generous with the money.

“It’s alright, I don’t mind eating soft rice.” Nan Ling said enthusiastically, as if he had just suddenly triggered some strange switches in his body, “Let’s say, my ultimate dream is to eat soft rice!”

Although many people despise eating soft rice – but everyone knows that when such an opportunity does come, the person who refuses is really stupid (beep-).

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