Conan's Helping People

Three minutes later, Hinata, who had no self-control, went downstairs and walked towards the black Porsche.

There were no bullets in the sniper rifle, so he lazily carried them.

Unexpectedly, he was very self-controlled and would never play with water. His boss, who wagged his tail and shaking his head, did not sit in the passenger seat, but in the back seat.

Hinata's steps towards the back seat were paused, and then turned a corner and went to the front.

When he opened the front door, his boss, who had strong self-control, said coldly: "Come here."

...

I heard that in an organization, members with code names are all equal.

Hinata Hinata had never believed it before, and now he didn't believe it even if he didn't believe it. He glanced at the vodka, politely placed the sniper rifle in the passenger seat, and patted it on the head, "Wait for me here."

Then he closed the car door, walked back to the back seat as if nothing had happened, and sat in.

The boss, or future silver-haired colleague, looked at him, frowned and stened the cigarette, "Put the gun away and go to the destination."

Vodka reached out without looking back, snatched the sniper rifle, stuffed it under the seat, and then started the vehicle.

"Is there any task next?" Hinata raised his eyebrows.

"No, your mission today has been completed. Now it's not yet five o'clock." Gin took a look at the time and calmly finished the following words, "Only by obtaining the code name can you truly join the organization."

"There are many people in the organization, some are indifferent, some are focused on scientific research, some are bad at teasing, and some are mice hidden among us."

While talking, Gin came over.

An invisible barrier seemed to disappear. As he obtained the code name, joined the organization, and became a real family, Gin seemed to accept him a little more... It would be strange.

It was obvious that I had discovered that excellent subordinates were not that excellent. They had shortcomings, not perfect people, so I instantly breathed a sigh of relief and I liked this kid much more'.

Hinata moved his eyes down, kept his expression serious, and then said thoughtfully: "It feels like the game has passed, and I have entered a new level?"

It’s like during a meeting, making some perfunctory sounds to prevent others from finding themselves sucking fish.

Gin seemed to laugh, "Please pass the game? You can think so too."

"From the future, what you face is not the simple responsibilities before..."

The other party's words suddenly stopped.

Hinata moved his gaze up a little, and found that when he was about to look at each other, Ginju actually looked away, and then continued, "It's not the 'simple' tasks before, which can be competed."

In the rearview mirror, Vodka's vision also looked over, and she had a strong sense of presence.

Is there something wrong?

He carefully sorted out the advice of Gin, thought about the tasks he had done before, and nodded seriously to echo, "Yes, just throw those simple expatriate tasks to ordinary members, right?"

Key points: Extraordinary missions!

Gin moved her eyes and said lightly: "I won't send you extradition tasks in the future."

"If you want to drive my attention away, you can send more ordinary tasks. If it is an interesting ordinary task, I won't care whether it is in Tokyo or New York." Hinata Yoshinori immediately said, breaking the tacit understanding as if nothing had happened and gave an example considerate.

"For example, if you want to bomb/burn, I won't care whether the target is the Tokyo Tower or the Empire State Building."

He tried to be more sincere, "I can do anything, I don't mind."

Then I received the eyebrow thrown by my boss again, and the boss said, "I mind."

"I know what task you do," Gin paused, and said coldly as Hinata lit up her eyes reasonably and tentatively, "But, it's absolutely impossible."

"What do you think the organization is?"

Hiddenness—

Hinata opened his mouth rationally and made a perfunctory voice with his eyes open, "The organization is the abyss of silence, the dark side of countless countries, and it is an existence that will never be made public."

"It is the existence that hides the truth, full of blood..."

Gin took out a small suitcase and interrupted him directly, "I'm going to take you back to the organization now, but you need to wear some small things just in case. Do you have anything to ask before that?"

Is there anything to ask?

Hinata thought about it carefully and found that she actually had a problem.

He said straightforwardly, "When I met Herro before, he told me that there was a very powerful member of the organization in Tokyo, who was the sharpest knife in the organization."

"The code name of that organization member is eiswein, Ice Wine."

Gin squinted her eyes.

The black Porsche just turned around, and the fierce wind blew in, passing through Gin's long silver hair and waving on Hinata's remarkable face.

"Before, I was very dissatisfied," he continued to speak without being affected, "because, I think Tokyo is under your management, and I am the sharpest knife in your hand."

"Now,"

He could feel the vodka in the front seat staring at him, so he paused.

Oops, I poached in front of me... Forget it, I've dug it.

Hinata asked seriously: "Is I the sharpest knife in your hand?"

Express your loyalty every day and confuse your bad-hearted boss (n/1).

Gin: “…”

Gin's brow jumped, and he suddenly reached out, took off the headset, and threw it out the window.

The black headset drew an arc in the air and was crushed by another vehicle.

Then, he extended his hand to Hinata Riki.

Hinata cooperated reasonably and tilted her head.

Gin pulled his headset off and said coldly: "I have my own opinions."

Then he fell out of the window.

Hinata Hinata also raised her eyebrows.

Just now, there was no sound in the headset? Or did Gin hear the sounds from other channels?

This reaction always feels like Belmode said something.

"Yes." Gin said again, then lowered her head to open the box, "Are you ready?"

What to prepare?

Hinata Riki also lowered his head together, his eyes falling on the things inside the box.

His gaze paused for a few seconds, then slowly moved upwards, and stared at his boss.

The boss was still as cold as ever, and seemed to be able to pull out his gun at any time, which did not match the things in the box at all.

In that black suitcase, there was something very obvious and weird: a bite stopper.

It is composed of silver metal, the buckle is black, and there are strips of metal pillars at the mouth. I don’t know if it is iron, silver creation, or something else.

Suitable for some mentally ill people or dogs.

Next to the bite stopper, there were black cloth strips, same silver handcuffs and chains, and black leather gloves covering their fingertips.

Black Porsche drives quietly.

Hinata looked at the black suitcase quietly and didn't say anything for the time being.

Gin was also staring at the things in the black suitcase and didn't say anything for the time being. He pressed the black suitcase and moved it manually, raising his hand to press the headset, and took it back halfway.

...

After the car was quiet for a long time, Hinata asked slowly, "What is this?"

Gin replied concisely: "It is obvious that the necessary devices to prevent you from suddenly attacking that gentleman."

"That gentleman," Hinata made reasonable efforts without any ambiguity, but simply expressed doubts, "Is it a dog?"

Before getting his boss's eye knife, he nodded again and made a polite expression of understanding, "Then I can understand."