I'm the Pay Thief at the Winery Chapter 175

"Charity Golf Conference?" Moruo's plan was sent to Nan Ling the next day. He looked at the email on his phone and mumbled, "Are you going to do it in public?"

He frowned and thought about it, and typed an email to the other party. The fingertips tapped on the keyboard to make a series of crisp 'ddda' sounds.

[I won't ask you if you know what the words 'secret operation' mean, I just want to know if you can spell it out? Are you illiterate, or have comprehension problems? ——Chartreuse]

After sending the email, he nodded in satisfaction and stretched in comfort.

Simple mouth odor, the ultimate enjoyment.

Because he can't sneak into this conference with Moro - Yi Rong can't be exposed to others. Until now, apart from Belmod, no one on the organization side should have known that he would change his face.

It is possible for Gin to know that his relationship with Belmod is special, but even if he knows, it will not affect the overall situation. After all, this thing just can't be known to the people of the red side - especially Amuro Toru Akai Shuichi and Conan. Otherwise, when he ran into Amuro Toru as Seven before, he was not just suspicious and probing, but most of the time he was directly confirming his vest.

In order to keep his own vest, of course, the less people know about the fact that he will be disguised, the better.

If it's not easy...

Charter's identity is not visible. He wears a mask even when he is on assignments in the organization, but he just doesn't want others to know his appearance - this, of course, is also used to prevent undercover.

...though it's not particularly useful.

Nan Ling wanted to cry when he thought of the density of undercover agents in the winery.

What was he thinking about in the first place? Try to avoid all undercover agents?

Ah. Now he just wanted to travel back and slap him to wake him up at that time. Said to avoid all undercover agents - it turned out that basically everyone except Kiel had seen him.

And with his high appearance rate, Kiel must have known him.

Nanling: The water of the West Lake is my tears.

In his eyes, the composition of the members of the winery is: trash, undercover, trash, undercover, undercover, trash, gin, counterfeit, driver, undercover, fake wine, fake wine, undercover.

What? Is he fake wine too?

That's fine.

Back to the topic. Therefore, such a thing as a party must be missed by him. Then it will be difficult for him to intervene in the task.

Morrow knew this too well.

So he glanced at the email from Nan Ling and deleted it neatly.

As the undercover agent of Cyan Origin, his task is to find out all kinds of information about the black organization as much as possible. During this period of time, the members of the organization met a few times, but in fact, he has been under surveillance all the time, even when he is out on a mission.

Moro was naturally aware of the fact that Chat's name was assisting in monitoring the truth, so he always wanted to throw him away.

But the task is still to be done.

Moro put away his mobile phone and walked towards the entrance of the conference with his head held high.

Naturally, he had the right to do so—

"Master Moruo!" A middle-aged bald man trotted after him, and smiled ingratiatingly, "Master Moruo didn't wait for me."

Moro kept walking, "Why should I wait for a mortal?"

"Oh! The master is right!" The middle-aged man immediately flattered, "The master is naturally very personable. Since the master taught me the method, my fortune has really risen a lot!"

Moro gave the man a disdainful look.

It's just that he borrowed a little bit of the energy of the organization and helped him make a little money. In this way, he can justifiably infiltrate the venue.

Ordinary people always care about things like copper, unlike him--

Moro sighed softly.

——He has nothing to worry about at all...

Moro felt that his hair was going gray when he thought of his own savings that were about to bottom out.

However, those crystal balls, ritual candles and spell materials have to be bought by themselves!

——Muro, a lover of occultism, thought in distress.

Why can't you control yourself?

Nan Ling watched in surprise as Moruo entered the venue with a stupefied face, followed by a particularly dog-legged man.

He's finished disguising now - it's just that he can't let Mora know, but it's not completely useless.

However, this also meant that he could not have any actual contact with Moro.

Nan Ling was happy and leisurely, and watching the play was over.

His current face is just a little bit handsome, and it's an absolutely popular face. It will be buried in the crowd for a while.

So he took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, walked around the stadium under the blue sky and white clouds, and touched his chin.

Today's topic is golf, and this thing...

It's not that Nan Ling can't hit the ball, but it's limited to the extent that he can hit the ball. As for where he hits... it depends on his face. In addition, his strength is incomparable to that of ordinary people. So for the sake of others, it's better for him not to fight.

And when he looked at the golf club, he thought of hitting his head with the club... So he refused with disgust. *

What made Nan Ling even more sad was that, after wandering around for a long time, he didn't see anything delicious.

what's going on? Discriminate against foodies?

He sighed and reluctantly turned his attention to the hapless diplomat of the day.

...ho.

Really lively.

Nan Ling's eyes widened slightly, looking at the female star standing next to the diplomat.

This charity conference is open to celebrities from all walks of life, including celebrities. Nanling just didn't expect to see Yoko Okino here.

Yoko Okino, the idol of Kogoro Mori, since she is here...

Thinking of this, Nan Ling immediately looked around the venue.

……Ugh.

He withdrew his gaze half disappointed and half glad.

The golf course is so big that even if Conan does come, he won't find it for a while.

The good thing is that it shouldn't hit.

Nan Ling put this matter aside for the time being, and stared at the diplomat intently... Is it called Mr. Hequan?

The person on the White Crow's side~www.mtlnovel.com~ should be his assistant. It is also a coincidence that the person participating in the task this time is Bailing. It's a familiar name.

Nan Ling took out his mobile phone and looked at the photos and names sent by Zhu Fu Jingguang, and then looked at the people who followed Hequan Zhangshi, his face suddenly turned ugly.

This person... is still here, hasn't he been notified to retire?

Zhu Fu Jingguang will not lie to him, he has definitely informed the other party.

And since Zhu Fu Jingguang will issue such an order, it shows that he judges that Bailing will definitely be in danger if he continues to stay.

If it was pushed forward like this, Bailing should have been in contact with Izumi Zhangshi - whether it is in the name of White Crow or not, Izumi Zhangshi could not think that Bailing was just an ordinary assistant.

If Mora and Izumi Joshi came into contact with each other, the other party completely fell to the organization's side...

Nan Ling frowned.

He didn't want to interrogate the White Crows himself.

Chapter end