Conan: I'm really not a model worker at a winery

Chapter 185 Arriving!Chablis

[The content of this chapter is actual (Chapter 182 - Black Concerto - Summer Night), and the explanation content of this article is not counted in the text. 】

The rights of immediate members are unreasonably high.

Ireland is a subordinate trained by Pisk himself. Although the two are not related by relatives, their relationship is better than that of father and son.

When he was working under Pisk, he once encountered that the directly responsible person almost took away more than half of the tasks on his side, but no one dared to say anything.

——Not every member of the organization is like Gin, wishing for fewer tasks.

For most of the organization personnel, the task is equivalent to the performance, and the performance is high, and it is possible to be appreciated by that person.

This point can basically become the consensus of all in the organization - of course, not including the people on Gin's side.

The amount of tasks on Gin Wine's side, including the division of land, is actually inherited from the previous general responsibility, that is, the one who stole Pisk's pile of wool...

That is to say, Gin's task load is not that many normally.

But Gin doesn't know!
What's more, even the people on Pisk's side didn't know that Gin would be so busy: except for the people on Gin's side, most of the members were actually very leisurely.

However, because tasks have ownership, territory has ownership, and organization members have rules for communication, so that Qin Jiu still doesn't know that others are free...

He thought that everyone was about the same when they were busy.

... The topic is far away.

After listening to Ireland's words, Chablis nodded noncommittally:
"Of course I know... But I can't guarantee that I can get back the part that was divided by the previous generation."

Chablis' current status is actually much higher than that of Ireland, but the tone of the conversation between the two seems to be chatting about family matters.

After hearing the other party's words, Ireland sneered disdainfully: "Oh? And what can't be guaranteed by you as a crazy drinker?"

"How to talk? Who's crazy?"

Chablis gave him a reproachful look, which almost made Ireland feel sick.

"Gin is the directly responsible person, how can I guarantee it." Seeing Ireland's reaction, Chablis smiled with satisfaction, "To be honest, this is the first time I've heard of someone who can hold ten times in a row. A few years, even 20 years can be in this position..."

"Soon you won't hear about it."

Ireland glanced at his watch, "We will have to transfer to the main line later, and we should be able to reach our destination at about ten o'clock."

Chablis eyes lit up: "Oh? Is it that person's villa? It's so exciting~"

While speaking, he took off his black gloves, revealing a pair of hands that didn't match his appearance and figure at all—withered, with well-defined joints, and long and sharp nails, as if blades were growing at the fingertips.

The fingers are constantly staggering up and down, reflecting the inner unrest of the owner.

Ireland moved ten centimeters away from him silently, "Can you put your dangerous guy away?"

"I can't~" Chablis hummed the moonlight march, and his sharp nails scratched the glass of the car, making toothache sounds...

Ireland covered his ears and rolled his eyes to the sky.

"How many people did you bring this time?"

'grumble--'

"Ang, I've brought everything I can bring, maybe twenty, some of them won't arrive so soon."

'Squeeze—'

"Where is the one following you now?"

'Crack——'

"Twelve, counting you thirteen..."

'Zi~'

"Alright, here we go, transfer! If you show these dangerous things again, I will throw you down!"

'Squeak~~'

"Okay, okay...Ireland, don't be so rigid..."

'Ah--'

"Don't scratch the glass when you step on the horse!!!"

Ireland couldn't bear it and let out a loud roar.

He's had enough of this noise pollution!

……

Nagano Prefecture.

Chablis and Ireland's group transferred cars to this place, and after a special driver came to pick them up, they finally saw that person's villa——

Twilight Pavilion.

"As expected of an adult's mansion, magnificent!"

Chablis looked at this huge 'castle' from a distance. The index finger and thumb of both hands formed a square frame, as if he wanted to record this scene forever...

Of course, he was wearing gloves.

After Ireland arrived here, his whole body tensed up, and he didn't talk to Chablis again.

Not just him.

All the black vehicles that drive here, whether they are the driver or the people in the seats, have an attitude like a pilgrimage.

——What an honor it is to have a glimpse of the mansion where that lord once lived?

For a while, among the members who followed Chablis all the way from England, one counted as one, and they all felt a little bit jealous of their companions who could stay in Japan for a long time.

"……arrive."

The winding path in the mountains looks very long, but it is only a dozen minutes away.

However, just as they were approaching the annex, Ireland suddenly thought of a question:
"Chablis, is your cell phone activated?"

"what?"

Chablis was nervous and excited. Hearing this, the smile on his face was a little dazed, "What mobile phone?"

"...Didn't the boss give you that mobile phone number? You didn't call the technical department to ask them to open it for you?" Ireland felt ominous.

Sure enough, Chablis nodded naturally, "No, I was a little too excited after getting off the plane...forgot."

When Chablis said "no", Ireland immediately took out a mobile phone from the opponent's windbreaker pocket and began to dial quickly.

But, when he was done, the car had already parked at the entrance of the annex...

The corners of Ireland's eyes twitched twice, and he looked at Chablis expressionlessly: "Do you want to guess how many calls Gin has made to you?"

"Forehead……"

Chablis seemed to realize the seriousness of the problem, and counted on his fingers: "Probably, twelve links?"

"You think he's idle and has nothing to do!!" Ireland roared again unbearably.

One call every 10 minutes, if Gin was so free, he would screw his head off on the spot!

Compared with Ireland's excited mood, Chablis was actually very calm except for a little admiration when facing the annex.

He even comforted Ireland in turn: "Okay, okay, it's here anyway, and Gin won't run away."

Ireland:"……"

Chablis definitely has a brain hole...

Is this a question of whether gin will run or not?
This is a question of whether they can survive Gin's hands!
(Gin, who is drinking coffee in the annex restaurant, sneezes.)
"Okay, let's go in."

Chablis adjusted his clothes, put on his loose overcoat, and put on a wide-brimmed black top hat.

Ireland dresses the same way...

Everyone who got out of the pitch-black vehicle afterwards was dressed in a black windbreaker and top hat.

Such a scene makes the already oppressive darkness even more untouchable... A single touch will inevitably fall into the endless abyss.

"Chablis, don't go too far later."

"Don't worry, Ireland, I have a sense of proportion."

　——Real wine catalog——

　　Chablis - *****
　　——Zhenjiu Archives——

　　[Chablis: from the UK, a peripheral member who was personally promoted by Piscoe, and later belonged to the direct subordinate of the boss//Characteristics: Blonde, **#**#**#**//Have a lot of relationship with Ireland//In **#**Rear**#**】

　　
　
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