Chapter 1890: Vodka: Big Brother, you are a pig, this is a secret...

Qin wine looked at his mentally retarded younger brother, and after twitching his mouth, he snarled loudly:
"Vodka, you shut me up!"
"Oh... ok, big brother." Vodka saw the gin and the wine seemed to be angry. After a sigh of relief, the expression was serious. The two hands put the special aid light sticks for the grass field smoke behind them, and transferred the topic wit: "Big brother, you shout I am coming over, what is the matter?"
Vodka fell, the ginqa "snapped" and finally remembered the business -
Mommy! It’s all because of vodka, the mentally retarded younger brother, he’s so confused, he almost forgot to find this mental retardation and there are still things to tell...
Qinqin took a deep breath and calmed himself down. After finishing his thoughts, he opened his mouth:
"Vodka, the guy in the board warehouse, do you remember?"

Pang Cangzhuo? Is that a very good software engineering designer?
Vodka gave a slight glimpse, then nodded immediately.
Of course, remember that the guy is quite stinky. We are not sneaking into his residence to investigate his life. And the progress of the work, the guy actually dared to call us to get angry, but also the big brother, you are a pig..."
Vodka spoke loudly, with anger on her face, then looked up and looked forward to the gin and asked: "...big brother, you mentioned him, did you finally decide to kill him?"
Listening to the vodka, the gin was slammed again, turned to look around, and then whispered vodka: "Vodka, can you give me a little whisper?"
Mommy! Lao Tzu was so embarrassed that the "pig head" was so embarrassing.
I don't mean to keep you secret? !
The voice of the gin was dropped, and Vodka slammed, and then suddenly realized that he nodded. "I almost forgot, you have said that you are a pig, this is a secret..."
"..."
Mmp! What is "You are a pig's head is a secret"?
You should not want to mad at me, inherit my big brother throne?
Also kill the board warehouse Zhuo... Do you believe that I will kill you mentally? !
The ginqin only felt that his chest was blocked, and he wanted to swear, and after seeing the innocent expression of vodka, he couldn’t figure it out.
Forget it! I am so too lazy to have a general knowledge of you!
Qinqin finally gave up the correction of vodka's slips. After a few seconds of silence, he took a deep sigh of relief and went straight to the point:
"... well, vodka, don't talk! The guy in Bancang Zhuo, I want to kill him, but it's not the time now - that guy is organizing us now, there are some uses... Waiting for him, there is no When I use it, I will kill him by myself!"
"I understand, Big Brother!" Vodka nodded, then asked strangely. "That... Big Brother, you think he is..."
Vodka fell, and the gin immediately said: "Have you forgotten? Tomorrow evening, that guy is making a good appointment with us, and he will give us the software program he developed, but I will be tomorrow. There are still some small things to deal with in the evening, so if you have to contact the guy and have a deal, just hand it over to you..."
"... Of course, I will contact you as soon as I have finished my work!"
"This is the case, big brother!" Vodka suddenly realized, then nodded, "I understand, all this will be handed over to me, big brother!"
After the vodka finished, he looked at the martial arts a little strangely: "Big brother, are you calling me to tell me about this?"
If it is only such a small matter, the big brother, you can't make a clear call when you make a phone call.
"Oh... yes! Let's go!"
Qinqin heard a glimpse, then nodded and answered -
In other words, he shouted vodka and wanted to drink two cups together and contact his younger brother, but now...
He was annoyed when he looked at vodka, just how far it would take this guy to go!
"Well, okay, big brother!"
Vodka nodded, and then began to say: "Right, big brother, now time is still too late, you really do not accompany me to participate in the handshake of smoked sauce?"
Vodka said, waving a light stick in his hand: "...I have a set of aids on my car. If you are willing to go, I can lend it to you first... but you can't break it for me!"
"..."
Mmp! Do you mention this?
I am still ruining you... I will destroy you now, do you believe it or not?
"Vodka, give me a roll!"
......
At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Michocho 2-chome.
In front of the building of the Manchu cleaning company, the police officer saw the Zhongshan Xiuzheng in front of him, and turned to look at the white bird next to San Langdao: "White Bird brother, do you mean that the president of Zhongshan is the murderer?!"
"Yes, I saw the police officer." White Bird Ren Sanlang nodded. "Thanks to the help of Yunwen and the Detective of the Waters, we have figured out the practices of President Nakayama and found key evidence..."
"...and, President Sun Yat-sen has also pleaded guilty."
"Yes, is it?"
Listening to the words of the white bird Ren Saburo, the police officer turned his head and glanced at the alley, looking a little embarrassed -
In other words, he just inferred with the forensic personnel that Fujii’s death was an accident, and now a murderer emerged...
This is a bit of a face, there is wood!
Seeing the police officer vomiting inside, at this time, I saw Conan rushing out of the building and rushing to Shu Yunwen.
When I saw Conan, Shu Yunwen first glimpsed, then smiled and took the initiative to say hello: "Hello Conan, look at your impatience... Are you worried about wearing women's clothes?"
God is so anxious to wear women's clothing? Who has this hobby?
Conan glanced at Shu Yunwen with a disgust, and then asked: "Is this already confessed to the president of Zhongshan? What about the evidence? What is your evidence?"
"Evidence..." White Bird Ren Sanlang heard that the white gloved hand picked up an evidence bag containing the piano line he had found from Zhongshan Xiuzheng. "...the evidence is this piano. line……"
"Piano line?"
Conan heard a glimpse of the first thing, then thought of the remote control device used to control the surveillance camera in the Zhongshan Xiuzun office. The brain flashed in the air and then said: "Wait... Is it true that the president of Zhongshan has put the piano line Tied up on the surveillance camera on the top of the building, using the dragging force of the surveillance camera to push the iron of the next building down?"
"Oh... yes, that's it!" Listening to Conan's words, my white bird Ren Sanlang looked surprised. "...Chenan didn't seem to have been to the top of the building? You haven't seen the roof, you can think of Zhongshan." The president’s approach..."
"...your brain is really amazing!"