Conan: After teaching the protagonist, they offered their loyalty.

Chapter 226 Lung Mist Vodka

"As long as you're happy." Fuhei Shen's scar twitched... He glanced indifferently at Gin. "Ran is right, this is just a simulation..."

To be precise... it's just a game.

However, this game isn't very intelligent... The big-eyed detective in blue, still chatting and laughing on the ground.

“........” Gin took a deep breath. “The simulation equipment that the organization spent a huge amount of money to develop is not for you to play with.”

If that gentleman knew... that the codenames he had bestowed upon the codenames, and the codenames he had placed such high hopes upon, were treating the simulation training like a game.

Plus, with age... wouldn't it just kick the bucket and die?

"Both entertainment and training can be balanced..." Fuheshen'er said calmly, "At least, it's very stress-relieving, isn't it?"

Chianti: "Yes, yes, it's really stress-relieving..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chianti was glared at by Gin and shrank back like a puppy.

As an honest assassin who isn't good at arguing... especially against someone like Fukuro Jinji, who has his own extremely twisted logic, Gin really didn't know how to answer.

He could only glare coldly at Fuheishen, who wouldn't be intimidated by him...

Fukushiro also looked at Gin indifferently...

Their dark green and black pupils met...

One minute...

Two minutes...

Three minutes...

Xiao Lan looked at Shen Erge nervously; she was genuinely afraid that Shen Erge and A Zhen might develop feelings for each other.

After all, in Xiaolan's understanding...

Ah-Zhen is a little strange. He is clearly a cold man, but he always has long silver hair.

At that time, Conan seemed to have mistaken Jin for Asashi's older sister...

"Hmph..." Gin snorted coldly, looking at Ran Mouri, "How are your grades lately..."

Use a secret technique to change the subject...

To be honest, he admitted defeat. He must have been out of his mind to stare at Cointreau for three minutes straight.

"Very good...you haven't missed any classes." Xiaolan replied immediately and earnestly.

No matter when, she always felt that Ah-jin was like her high school homeroom teacher... very strict.

"Hmm..." Gin nodded in satisfaction, subconsciously instructing, "You can come to the training base in your spare time to train your physical fitness and fighting skills."

Although she was Cointreau's woman... Gin gave her face and allowed her to join the organization.

But... no matter what, physical fitness and combat skills are still necessary... in case of future missions, these will be crucial for survival.

Gin looked up at Jinji Fushiguro... and found him looking at Ran Mouri with a gentle smile on his lips.

Heh... He didn't want to see Cointreau lose control in the future.

"Ah...that's not necessary," Xiaolan said, scratching her cheek sheepishly. "I feel...my physical fitness and fighting skills are pretty good...and..."

Xiaolan was just about to say that Shen'er had been training with her all along... when Gin interrupted her.

"Further words are pointless..." Gin said coldly. "Prove it to me."

After saying that, he glanced at the vodka slightly.

Vodka's lips curled into a grin... his sunglasses once again revealed a light that was hard to look at directly.

Putting everything else aside, his fighting skills... are at least no weaker than his older brother's.

As for Jundu's girlfriend... looking at her thin arms and legs... how much strength could she possibly have?

"Ahem... Miss Mori, don't worry, I'll just give you some pointers." Vodka handed over the protective gear.

Xiao Lan looked at Fu Heishen...

“Go, Lan… prove it to them.” Fuheshchen nodded gently.

"Hoo..." Xiaolan nodded, took the protective gear, and assumed a karate stance... preparing to shout "Ha!"

But seeing that Vodka was still grinning and not wearing any protective gear, she tilted her head in confusion, "Mr. Uozuka, aren't you wearing any protective gear?"

“Haha... I don’t need it, Miss Mori…” Vodka stood with his hands behind his back. “I’ll just stand here, you can go all out.”

Seeing Vodka's appearance, Xiaolan also felt nervous... her body involuntarily tensed up.

It seems that Mr. Uozuka is probably about the same strength as Shinobu.

His arms were strong and muscular... clearly he had received professional training; his broad chin was slightly raised... he seemed completely unconcerned about his progress.

It seems... I'll have to go all out.

"Vodka, please go easy on him..." Chianti said nervously to Vodka.

She was very worried that Xiaolan would get hurt.

"Don't...get hurt..." Cohen also spoke up from the side.

"Tsk..." Fuheishen glanced at the two of them, "Do you think Lan will lose?"

“Huh? Isn’t that right?” Chianti said.

Although Vodka drives... in any case, his fighting skills are indeed very strong.

“Lan will win…” Fuheshen’s voice was calm.

“No… Vodka will win,” Gin coldly interjected.

"Want to make a bet?" Fukushiro looked at Gin.

"A bet?" Gin scoffed. "It's not impossible."

As he spoke, he took out his bulging wallet from his pocket, pulled out a wad of cash... After counting it, he coldly uttered the number, "Ten million."

Then he looked at Fuheshchen with a look that said, "You have so much money to bet with me."

Fuheshchen was silent for a moment...

After seeing this, Xiaolan took a wad of cash from her bag and handed it to Shen'erge, then clenched her fist and waved it, whispering, "I'm sure I can win, Shen'erge."

Fuheshchen accepted it without ceremony...and counted it; there were only five million.

Then, he took out his phone and called Shirley.

"I am Fukushige... Give me five million yen, it's urgent."

Sherry: ?

She had originally intended to tease Shen'er... but now she was more inclined to call her.

They don't reply to my messages... but they only remember me when they need money?

However... Hearing that Shen'er was very anxious, Shirley also became nervous, "I'll transfer it to you now... Is ten million enough?"

As expected of you... Ai-chan.

“That’s enough…” Fuheishener looked at the balance that had been deposited into his phone.

Gin smirked as he saw this.

He's destined to win... at least, since he acquired the casinos, Cointreau hasn't won a single game... he loses every time he gambles.

I can use Cointreau's money to pay Cointreau's salaries again.

"Ahem... I'll join too," Chianti said softly... He bet one million yen on vodka.

Cohen also placed a bet...

Finally, Vodka also withdrew his reward for the mission, five million.

"Hmph... Let's begin," Gin said coldly.

"Watch out." Xiaolan's eyes immediately turned cold... She assumed a karate stance.

laugh!

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiaolan disappeared from her spot with lightning speed, rushing to Vodka's side.

One punch...

Vodka had barely raised his hand when he saw a fist appear before his eyes.

'How is that possible?!'

'How could it be so fast?!'

Overconfident, Vodka didn't even bother to assume a fighting stance.

He tried hard to raise his hands to protect his face... but he was slow in every way.

Just as his hand was about to cover his cheek.

boom!

A muffled thud...

Vodka staggered back several steps... then swayed around in place a few times before finally lying on the ground in a starfish position.

Everything happened so fast... no one had time to react.

Vodka has collapsed.