I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

For Nan Ling, Conan is still too young.

The two techniques he summed up are obviously very practical! Conan didn't understand that of course because he couldn't.

Nan Ling took Conan's hand and walked over slowly.

"Excuse me." He stood beside the woman, a sharp light flashed in his gentle brown eyes, "Does someone want you to call at 3:10?"

Conan was surprised.

Yes, why didn't he think of it?

The two members of the organization were so sure of the exact time of the explosion, and said that the explosion would be done by the trader himself. If using the phone, just confirm the time and number...

Maybe the designated phone number is the password that detonated!

It's an amazing intuition. With just a little information, he can accurately guess the tactics that the two people might use... Conan is very curious about how he managed to deduce the correct answer when the logic is almost completely wrong.

The woman also showed a rather flustered expression to Nan Ling's expectations.

That's right, it was an intelligence transaction worth 400 million yen. If the detailed information was revealed like this, I must have felt very nervous.

Conan lowered his head, and a white light flashed through the lens.

Although he really didn't want to admit it, Nan Ling seemed to be right.

Could it be that luck is so good? But choosing one out of four, the 25% probability is still very high.

"You, how did you know?"

"Not only do I know this," Nan Ling said in an unfathomable tone, "I also know that there is actually a bomb in your briefcase, and the phone call you want to get through is the signal to detonate the bomb."

"This... this, this is impossible! They promised me..."

"Anyway," Nan Ling quickly took the cell phone into his hand, "I advise you not to make this call. And for the sake of your life, you should call the police and let the police check it."

"You...you're right...I, I am, I will call the police now!"

It seems that this woman is not stupid. Knowing the style of the organization, she will not abide by any credibility.

Nan Ling exhaled.

This incident seems to have ended here, and it has been resolved perfectly, as expected of myself.

"Brother Nan, I thought you always took my words as a joke."

Taking advantage of the time when the woman went to the flight attendant to call the police, Conan dragged Nan Ling aside.

After the matter was settled, calmly thought about it. At first, Nan Ling was in the mood to play games with him and asked him for help. Why did he become so serious in the end?

It's not that he doubted Nan Ling, but his attitude change was indeed a bit strange.

Nan Ling rubbed his forehead.

Conan's intuition is as sharp as a hook. Isn't he just a little more serious when he "plays games"?

However, he can make up a reason at will.

"Originally yes, but when I asked that woman a question, didn't she think something was wrong? She panicked like that. That's why I felt something was wrong."

Nan Ling smiled proudly: "But of course, it's still thanks to my excellent intuition."

Sure enough, this person must be an idiot.

Conan showed a helpless smile with his iconic half-moon eyes.

"It's Conan..." Nan Ling felt that Conan doubted himself so much, so he had to scare him, "How did Conan know there was a bomb on the train?"

Conan: "!!!"

After all, it seems impossible to explain.

No matter, for now, I can only pretend to be stupid.

"Hahaha...I don't know when I heard it...Hahaha...Hehe..."

It's just that her tone sounded somewhat guilty.

"Oh?" Nan Ling looked at Conan suspiciously, and after successfully staring at the little detective until his face was covered in cold sweat, he nodded meaningfully.

"That's right... Conan is really smart. He can notice a lot of details that others don't."

"Yes, yes! My dream is to become a famous detective! Hahaha..." Conan scratched his head.

Why did he think Nan Ling's tone was so wrong?

"Yeah, it's not like what a child of this age can do." Nan Ling received it coldly.

Conan broke out in a cold sweat.

"How could it be! I'm just a primary school student...hehe..."

Why is this person so reluctant to give up? This sentence after sentence...

Conan felt a little desperate.

Nan Ling glanced at Conan's flustered expression and decided not to play with his mentality.

Hey, this psychological quality is still not enough.

Look, it was just a few words from someone, and his face was so flustered. As an actor, why didn't your mother teach you how to act well?

You still need to exercise more.

Nan Ling decided to scare Conan frequently in the future, so that he could cultivate a strong heart and would not have stage fright when facing the organization.

Hmm, did Gin think so when he decided to train him?

Beat him more, so as to cultivate talents for the organization or something?

Nan Ling felt that he could understand Jinjiu a little bit.

After all, persecuting others is still very happy.

"Well, Conan will do your best in the future." Nan Ling stroked Conan's hair again.

Well, is this the brain of a smart person? It's easy to touch.

Conan breathed a sigh of relief.

Nan Ling doesn't seem to have any doubts anymore... That's right, how could a normal person think of such an unscientific thing as getting smaller.

But Nan Ling didn't feel like a normal person.

He took Conan back to his seat, and by the way, he watched Maurilan and Mori Kogoro play against Conan's father-daughter mixed doubles with a good-looking expression.

"I'm really sorry to always bother Ling Jun." Mao Lilan sighed, "The parents of this child don't know where they are..."

Yes, it seems that the Kudos have not come to Japan at this point in time.

These two people are really big-hearted, so they left their sons in Japan with such confidence.

"It's nothing, I also like Conan very much."

After a few more chats, Nan Ling returned to his seat.

When this happened, it seemed that the train was doomed to be late.

Fortunately, I have nothing to do in Kyoto~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Otherwise...

"Ding--"

Nan Ling glanced at the contents of the email, and frowned involuntarily.

[Which stop did you get off at? ——Gin]

How could Gin find out so quickly? Sure enough, the organization's eyeliner is everywhere.

I hope that my intervention will not be noticed by the organization.

Nan Ling's identity is pure white. Whether it is because the organization noticed him or directly knew that he was Chat, it was not what Nan Ling wanted to see.

While thinking about the next countermeasures, Nan Ling's subordinates were not idle at all.

[Nagoya Station. What's wrong, what's wrong with the transaction? ——Chartreuse]

Test it out and see what Gin will say.

It took a while for Jinjiu's reply this time.

[There is no problem with the transaction, you don't need to worry about the follow-up for the time being. ——Gin]

Nan Ling narrowed his eyes.

There's nothing wrong with Jin Jiu's attitude, and his vigilance is as high as ever, and he didn't reveal any information.

The follow-up is probably to ask the intelligence team to investigate...or Gin to investigate by himself, after all, he is an all-rounder.

However, Nan Ling didn't leave any flaws in the whole incident. He didn't even leave a name for anyone else.

Naturally, the name on the ID card he used to get into the car was not "Nan Ling" either.

Moreover, the investigation ability of the organization... Hehe, it wasn't Nanling who blackmailed them. They couldn't even investigate the fact that Kudo Shinichi was still alive, let alone such an insignificant matter.

Isn't it because the person didn't die, and the money organization has also received it. If there is any change in the future, Jin Jiu can send someone to kill the woman again.

According to Nan Ling's understanding of Jinjiu, this person can definitely do such a thing.

But that has nothing to do with Nan Ling.