MTL - Pretend To Be a Good Person In the World of Conan-Chapter 482 This bottle of wine sounds familiar

Du Linbiao looked left and right after entering the door, looked at the layout of the room, and seemed not familiar with it.

After seeing the furnishings, he originally wanted to go to the wardrobe.

However, when he saw Belmod's strange appearance on the way, he was stunned for a moment, then turned back to the sofa, looked down at the material on Belmod's face, and seemed to want to reach out and touch it.

Shiraishi immediately raised his hand to block the person back - it was more than a minute before the application was finished, and he didn't want to have another dented finger print on the face of the hatched model.

After Du Linbiao was stopped, he didn't touch it again. He lay on the back of the sofa and studied for a while: "What is this?"

Shiraishi looked at the countdown and didn't want to speak.

But if he didn't say anything, he was afraid that this person would touch him again, so he finally had to perfunctory: "Mask."

"..." Du Linbiao has never seen a mask that solidifies like wax.

And Belmod is not like the kind of person who is injured and still thinks about putting on a mask.

Du Linbiao took another look at the young man beside Belmod. The features of curly hair and mask are very obvious. This should be the tool man that Belmod occasionally mentioned.

Tool man, and fanboy...

Du Linbiao looked at the plastic shell on Belmod's face, and suddenly had a guess: "Do you want to use her face to mold?"

"..." Shiraishi said with a natural expression, "No, it's a mask."

Du Linbiao ignored his words, thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "A mold can be used more than once. You can sell me a copy when you're done, and you can make any price."

"?" Shiraishi looked at him even more unfriendly, and this man really had plans for Belmod.

Although the local tyrant in front of him seems to have a lot of oil and water, the mass-produced model has no soul.

Shiraishi declined: "No."

Then he secretly pulled Belmode behind him to prevent this "new fanboy" who had no role in his face from suddenly grabbing someone.

After Du Linbiao was rejected, he didn't say anything. He glanced at Baishi and didn't continue to ask about Belmod, and walked away peacefully.

Baishi watched him go to the closet vigilantly, and opened the door, as if he was looking for a piece of clothing to replace the torn clothes on his body, but Du Linbiao didn't find anything pleasing to the eye in the end, and closed the door again.

As he turned through the cabinet, the countdown finally ended.

Shiraishi breathed a sigh of relief and took off the hardened shell on Belmod's face, intending to put it in his backpack.

However, it failed to get in.

He was stunned for a moment, and when he took a closer look, he realized that Du Linbiao was using the reflection of the dark TV screen to observe the plastic shell in his hand.

"..." Why are you so haunted!

Shiraishi was silent for a moment, avoiding the direction of the TV, and continuing to close.

Finally got it back this time.

But just after it was put away, the door that had been pried once before was pushed open, and gin and vodka entered the house together.

Shiraishi looked at the office that was gradually becoming crowded, and recalled his previous thought of "there are few people here", and sincerely felt that fg really couldn't stand in chaos.

Maybe it's because he's sitting next to Belmod, plus he's a little sneaky in the way he folds the plastic shell in order to hide from Durinbiao's sight.

Jin Jiu looked at him for the first time after entering the door, and asked suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

Shiraishi retracted his hand, just about to say, "I'm wiping Belmod's face."

Du Linbiao, who was next to him, suddenly said, "He wants to use Belmode's face to mold the mold. Maybe he intends to hand over the mold to the police, so that they can build equipment such as a bone scanner to facilitate the arrest of Yi Rong in the future. Belmod in state, tsk tsk, love hates, what a terrible man."

"...?" Shiraishi listened, his fists hardened. It has been a long time since he had this kind of savage idea of ​​wanting to step on the ground and beat him. Now it turns out that his temper has not changed, and it is just that other people's skills are not enough.

Gin frowned as he approached, glanced at Belmod, and didn't see anything wrong with her face.

Chris Wynyard has attended many events. There are a lot of her video materials on the market, and there are a lot of close-ups. Her appearance is not classified at all.

And Ke Lun is not wearing thick, there is no place on his body for him to hide the mold the size of a human head, the action of collecting things just now...

I guess it's just a collection of tissues that wiped Belmod's face, or something else, such as pieces of clothing...

Then this scene was seen by Du Linbiao, and Du Linbiao began to add fuel to the provocation.

As a victim who has been arranged by Du Linbiao countless times, Jin Jiu feels that he can understand Kelen's feelings very well at this moment.

Besides, if it really was something bad for the organization, Du Linbiao would definitely not sit beside him and talk sarcastically, so Jin Jiu ignored him and pretended that the sound just now was an annoying mosquito floating in his ear.

Gin came here to find Belmod for something.

For the sake of safety, he usually doesn't stay outside for too long. At this time, seeing that Belmod is not awake, he doesn't want to wait any longer. He takes someone and prepares to leave.

Before leaving, he looked at Shiraishi: "Don't go to other places in the near future, there will be a task in a while, and I will contact you..."

He paused in the middle of the conversation, raised the gun in his hand vigilantly, and pointed to the door.

An Shitou just opened the door. He looked at a group of people in the room, his eyes turned suspiciously, and his face changed slightly when he landed on Du Linbiao.

Gin saw the change in his expression, but he still didn't take it to heart—in fact, among the people in the organization who had been in contact with Du Linbiao, very few saw that he could still keep a smile. Bourbon's unfriendly eyes It is normal.

He put down his gun and walked to the door, Amuro stepped aside, watching Gin and Vodka take Belmode away.

Du Linbiao also seemed to be heading towards Belmode. He walked to the door and said, "I have something to do with her." Seeing that Jin Jiu didn't stop to wait for him, he followed him.

Shiraishi sat on the sofa, watching a group of people come and go like the wind, and sighed for his luck today.

... But the so-called good things take a long time, and despite so many people bothering him, he still managed to get the plastic shell.

Thinking of this, he felt better again.

But Amuro Toru, who had just entered the door, didn't seem to be in a good mood.

Shiraishi remembered the scene just now, and felt that he could take the opportunity to ask for some information: "Who is that person?"

Amuro regained his senses and quickly understood who Keren was asking—for Keren, there was only one unfamiliar face in the group just now: "Du Linbiao, his code name. This person went to the United States some time ago, and this time he came back. It shouldn't be too long, don't worry about him."

"Du Linbiao..." Baishi had never heard of this code name, but he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Drambuie?"