Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

Chapter 827 Hiroki: I’m a Professional

Hey, someone came in?

When Rei Fukiya touched the railing of Asano's house, Hiroki was already aware of his presence.

Hiroki was subconsciously wary at first, and then he was confused: It took at least an hour to come from Gin's location, how could he arrive so quickly?

After seeing the appearance of the person clearly, Hiroki was so happy that he would jump up - if he had feet.

Hey, hey, he turned out to be the most unlikely Ryuuya Zero. Could it be that after turning into data, he also derived the ability to make all his wishes come true?

It sounds like this is true. Although he had to abandon his body and lose the qualification to exist in real life when he became data, he met the considerate human angel Morofuku Kagemitsu and the arrogant and lovely Asano Haibara Ai. , has had so much interesting and meaningful work.

Compared with the previous life of being locked up in a cramped room for research, I am obviously happier now. Fight side by side with friends you admire and do things you like. When you miss your father, you can directly log into his cell phone to wake him up.

Hiroki is living his small life and hopes it will last longer.

And now, there is one more thing that can make him happy.

Anyway, Brother Jingmitsu has now lost the ability to make decisions and actions, and Asano Haibara Ai is far away in a foreign country. It can be said that tonight, Asano House, he, Sawada Hiroki, has the final say!

Seeing that Rei Fukutani seemed to be deliberately avoiding surveillance, Hiroki Sawada immediately made a secret poke and controlled the camera to turn his back to Rei Fangtani.

Jianggu Ling: "???"

Although the security facilities of Asano Nobushige's house look complete and high-end, these devices seem to have their own ideas. Even if you don't capture the intruder's image, why do you deliberately turn around?

Fangtani Rei sneaked to the door of the house.

Hiroki Sawada "sneakly" opened the door's electronic lock.

Fang Guling took out his tools and was about to pick the lock, when he suddenly froze.

No, why did he want to pick the lock? He had received an invitation from his master, so he came to help in an honest manner, okay?

Fangtani Ling raised his hand and knocked on the door with an annoyed look on his face. However, this seemingly heavy and high-end door actually opened when he knocked on it!

Unlocked the door? ?

At that moment, Fangtani Rei suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter. Asano Nobushige is an undercover FBI agent. How could a man with such an identity be so careless about taking precautions. All this shows that he was either drunk to the point of unconsciousness and suspected of being drunk before he fainted, or he was kidnapped first.

Either possibility is scary!

Jianggu Ling didn't have time to think too much, he quickly rushed in through the door.

The room was even darker than the courtyard, which was still covered by moonlight. Dissuaded by the darkness, Fangtani Rei had to turn on the light at hand first, and then he saw a scene that shocked him.

The house is very tidy, and it can be seen that the owner is used to cleaning it regularly, but the living room is a bit messy. Pillows and blankets were thrown all over the floor, and a familiar figure was curled up in the corner of the sofa.

"Qian..." Fang Gulii's call had jumped out of his throat and was cut off by him. Thinking of his identity as Bourbon at this moment, he changed his name, "Mescal, wake up!"

Fang Gurei helped Nobuhiro sit up, and naturally saw the face he saw every day.

... No matter how you look at this face, it is Asano Nobushige, and he is still a little uncomfortable with calling mescal to this face.

No, no, no, what is he thinking about? Didn't he see Asano Nobuhige's face so red and his skin so horribly hot? ?

"Ume, Qian... Asano Nobushige, what's wrong with you?!" The furious Fukutani Rei simply lied down and yelled in Nobushige's ear.

He swallowed the mountains and rivers with this voice, and successfully shouted back Xinfan's sanity.

Nobuhiro reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at Feng Gulii. His eyes were full of confusion, and it was obvious that he was not completely awake yet.

"Asano Nobushige, can you hear me?" Rei Fukitani stretched out his hands, grabbed Nobushige's shoulders, and began to shake.

Xinfan's stomach suddenly turned upside down, and then his eyes suddenly opened wide in horror.

Fangtani Zero's shaking movements paused, and he looked at the front of his shirt numbly: "..."

Ahhhh! He really shouldn't have come! No matter what Vodka says, if you can ask Gin for help, don’t ask him! !

"I'm sorry." Nobuhiro looked ashamed. He endured the discomfort and took out a tissue to help Yutani Rei wipe the dirt on his chest.

Fukitani Rei sighed helplessly in his heart, but still stopped Nobuhiro's movements and put a pillow behind Nobuhiro: "How did you get yourself into this state? Stay here and don't move, I'll find a car. "

Fangtani Rei admitted that he didn't think it through properly, but before coming, he really didn't expect Mescal's situation to be so serious. He even once suspected that Mescal was just looking for an excuse to trick him, and the real purpose was to plot against him.

But there is also a problem with mezcal. How can anyone drink so much wine at one time and drink himself like this? Doesn't he know how much alcohol he has? But to be honest, Fangtani Rei didn't actually smell the strong smell of alcohol on Nobuhiro.

He looked around and found only half a bottle of spirits left on the coffee table, which seemed to be rum.

Can half a bottle of wine really make someone drink like this?

"I have a newly bought shirt in my room that I haven't worn yet. Do you want to change into it before going in?" Nobuhiro suggested.

He didn't care about Jiang Gu Ling, those dirty things seemed to remind him of how embarrassed he was just now.

Rei Fukiya glanced at Nobushige, who was obviously uncomfortable: "Do you still have time to talk about this now?"

"Feel sorry."

"Sorry?" Fangtani Ling almost laughed out of anger.

He simply did as Asano Nobushige said, walked to his room and put on a brand new shirt.

Asano Nobushige's shirt, even if it was just bought, still exudes a faint fragrance of laundry soap.

After putting it on, Furiya Rei was suddenly surprised to find that the dress fit him perfectly, as if it was tailor-made for him.

But this is simply impossible. After all, before tonight, no one would have expected that Asano Nobushige would be drunk and need his help.

Then there is only one possibility, Asano Nobushige's figure is the same as him.

Tsk, it’s in vain that Asano Nobushige is taller than him. It turns out that the length of the upper body and the fat and thinness are the same... Thinking about it, Asano Nobushige’s legs are much longer than him!

Rei Fukutani walked out of the room with a depressed mood. He had to think about where to go at night. The closest car must be Asano Nobushige's own car. Unfortunately, he didn't know where the key was...

etc!

He suddenly recalled the scene of knocking on the door before, and a strange thought came to his mind.

Rei Fukutani walked to the garage by accident and put his hand on the door on the driver's side——

Something strange happened again, and he opened the car door easily.

In the living room, Hiroki, who was hiding in his mobile phone, looked at Rei Furitani's shocked expression and "picked his nails" out of boredom.

Tsk, how big of a deal is it to make such a fuss? Fang Guling really has never seen the world.

Hiroki Zetian is a professional!

After trying out the car and being able to ignite it, Jiang Guling returned to the living room.

He woke up Nobushi: "Asano, wake up, I'm taking you to the hospital now." Then he carried him on his back.

Before leaving, Feng Guling saw half a bottle of rum on the table. After thinking about it, he picked up the bottle.

Nobuhiro's brain was still confused at this time, and the pain in his heart showed no tendency to lessen, but he still managed to pull himself together and asked: "Bourbon, why are you here?"

Should Hiroki be educated? He could even ignore his serious request.

Rei Fukutani slowly moved to the garage and gently put Nobushige in the car: "It was Vodka who called me and asked me to come over."

If Asano Nobushige can ask this, it means that Vodka is lying.

Obviously, the person Mezcal really asked for help was Gin. Gin didn't want to meddle in other people's business, so he passed the blame on poor Bourbon.

However, thinking of this, Jiang Guling suddenly felt a strange feeling of disappointment.

What the hell, what is he disappointed about? ?

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