"What the **** are you doing?"

Silver Spoon's voice came from the phone, his tone full of puzzlement and doubt.

"What do you mean?" Nan Ling asked calmly.

"Why is the speaker of the cyan origin a spider?" Silver Spoon's voice sounded like a resentful woman who had been deceived by a scumbag, "I thought I would go because you asked me to meet at the cyan origin, otherwise you thought I wanted to Going deep into a mental hospital alone—I even prepared the documents for cooperation!"

"Oh." Nan Ling did not mislead Yin Shao's self-consciousness at all, "So have you signed the document?"

"...Is that so." After hearing this unanswered question, Yinshao's voice became strangely calmer, "So I was right, you are indeed behind the blue origin. When did you control them? "

Of course, he wouldn't directly contact Qi because of such trivial things as 'I guessed wrongly the speaker of the blue origin'. The moment he saw the spider did surprise him, but his intuition as an information dealer made him keenly aware of something.

What he saw was indeed true—Seven was a big deal in Cyan Origin.

But the spider's look of not knowing about it made him a little dizzy.

So he chose to ask Qi directly.

Of course, you can't ask directly.

Let's assume that Qi is the real controller behind the cyan origin, no matter whether he guesses right or not, the friendship between them can at least save his life.

He guessed right, he naturally has more confidence. I guessed wrong... I can't die either.

"I didn't expect to recommend an agent for the position. The person you chose is quite special. The illusionist spider is actually a member of Qi."

Yin Shao said with a smile in his tone, "I said that I have no ambitions, but I am cultivating my own people in private... Unexpected, unexpected."

"So, have you signed the document?" Nan Ling was not surprised by Yin Shao's temptation - he didn't intend to hide it from him.

As for his misunderstanding that spiders are people he cultivated...

Misunderstand it.

A silver spoon has no loyalty to itself. He is so eager to push himself to a high position because he thinks it is profitable.

It is best to make him unclear about his cards.

"Of course!" Silver Spoon said cheerfully, "Now we are allies! Oh no, in name, I am an ally of Cyan Origin—"

When he said this, he lowered his voice slightly, his voice was mysterious and light.

"—your subordinate."

"Understood." Nan Ling treated Yin Shao's words indifferently, and looked up at the muzzle of the gun in front of him, "Have you heard of Shidao Bangnan?"

The robber in the red hat was startled, and the gun in his hand began to tremble a little.

"You, what are you..."

Of course he knew the silver spoon, it was a well-known information dealer who was out of reach of a small character like him.

— Absolutely, definitely an existence that I can't afford to provoke!

But it's just such a person who needs to be cautious, the young man in front of him actually orders him with that kind of attitude that can be called perfunctory!

If there is anyone who can make Silver Spoon afraid...

He suddenly thought of the rumors circulating among the low-level people like them.

That black doctor—Qi, seems to be inseparable from Silver Spoon.

And seven...

The red hat recalled the information about Qi on the road with a look of horror.

The expression is cold, the temperament is indifferent, and...

He carefully looked into Nan Ling's eyes, but he didn't want to meet Nan Ling's sight, so he lowered his eyes like flying.

But just a moment is enough for him to see clearly—

—How can a normal person have an exaggerated childlike look of one gold and one black! This is definitely a beauty boy!

The rumor that Qi likes Dai Meitong... No, does that gamble on the road really exist!

"The lost island man? Oh, the one who robbed the jewelry store some time ago?" Silver Spoon—who is also the current banker of 'that game'—has no shame for his well-informed work ethic, and asked curiously, "You want to find him, Or the loot he stole?"

"It's not that I'm looking for him." Nan Ling roughly explained the situation where he was being pointed at with a gun—although the gun was not safe.

Yin Shao exclaimed after hearing this, "Wow...it's really miserable."

I don't even know who I'm talking about.

He thought about it seriously.

"Shidao Bangnan...should be squatting. As for the things he hid, I don't know where they are." Yin Shao said in a relaxed tone. shrugged.

"After all, I don't have time to care about such small things."

The matter of a few little robbers with no real background and no real background robbing a jewelry store... really couldn't attract his attention.

After hearing this answer, Nan Ling hung up the phone without hesitation.

Originally, he was in a bad mood after discovering the note from the FBI today. Since Yin Shao didn't have time to care about 'such small things', he didn't have time to care about Yin Shao either.

As for his reaction after being hung up by himself...

Well, it's not something he should worry about.

"It seems that you need to work **** your own." Nan Ling put the phone back in his pocket, poised the red hat's gun with a calm face, looked up at him, "Good luck?"

In this car of gods, indeed, only luck can help them.

"Uh..." Red Hat looked back with some anxiety. After all, they didn't expect that there would be a big boss in the car that they couldn't offend—although they could kill him now, the silver spoon was still outside.

Robbery is for a better life, not for death.

In order not to be retaliated against, he could only endure it for the time being.

"...Do you want to get out of the car?" Red Hat looked at the bomb he had brought into the car, and asked anxiously.

Nan Ling tilted his head slightly.

"Why?"

The red hat froze in place.

Why... of course it's because we're going to blow up this car soon, you'll die if you stay on it, and if you die we'll die too!

But he couldn't tell his plan directly, otherwise it would be hard to say whether the group of hostages would be so obedient when they knew they were going to die.

"This... we don't want to hurt you, right?" The red hat said in a difficult way, turning to look at his accomplice, "Tell the police, we will release one Celebrity hostage."

Nan Ling narrowed his eyes.

Akai Shuichi, who was sitting next to him, suddenly took a tight breath, and turned his head very slightly.

—Seven, what do you want to do?

"You guys like to make decisions for others." Nan Ling said slowly, completely ignoring the entire vehicle—referring to the vigilant and fearful gazes of the rest of the normal people.

Conan squinted behind him, although he couldn't see Qi, but the few times he got along with Qi had given him enough to understand what the sentence just meant.

—he was angry.

Nan Ling sat where he was, his expression on his face was mostly covered by the mask, and his weird eyes, one golden and one black, were bent without warmth.

"Sura Martial God"

"I want to play a game with you guys."

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