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

Chapter 195 - The Scholar

This unsigned invitation letter is very beautifully made. To be honest, people will think it is an invitation to a high-end party at first glance.

But Conan said otherwise...

Mao Lilan suddenly said: "By the way, Dad, doesn't he have a signature or something?"

"Signature, let me see... what is this?"

Kogoro Mori frowned when he saw the footer, "'Phantom of the son whom God forsaken'?"

"……what does this mean?"

Listening to this signature, Mao Lilan always felt hairy all over her body.

Only when Conan heard the name, thoughtful eyes flashed, and then the corners of his mouth curled up.

Interesting...

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"It's May..."

Gin sat on the seat, looked at the computer information, and took a sip of weak tea.

His silver hair was a little wet, and it looked like he had just washed it.

"Yeah, it's already May...so, why did you suddenly think of calling me, Gin?"

A female voice suddenly sounded in the room.

Tracing the source of the sound, it was the mobile phone that Gin put on hand.

Hearing the other party's upbeat ending, Qin Jiu just rolled his eyelids, and said angrily:
"Don't be passionate about Belmode... It's just that my subordinates said they found a suspicious blonde woman who always disappeared, so I came to ask you."

"Ah, I'm really sorry for burdening your work~"

Belmode laughed twice, "I just discovered something interesting recently... Maybe you are also very interested?"

"Then say it."

Gin's eyeballs are about to roll up to the sky.

He still doesn't understand Belmode's urine?It's the kind of person who discovers something by himself and hides his life and death and doesn't tell others...

Oh, just occasionally out of kindness will tell him.

But this time, Belmode obviously didn't show kindness, and just said with a light smile: "Well~ because I'm not sure yet, how about I tell you when I'm sure?"

"Do whatever you want, just don't suffocate yourself." When Gin was on the phone, his other hand was still typing a string of words on the computer, "Also, you'd better see me and Xia Bu before you act. Li's task arrangement, don't fall into the hunting circle without knowing it."

"Yes, I'm not a newcomer, I'm sure I won't miss this kind of thing... That's it, I still have work to do."

After all, Belmode simply cut off the call.

Gin didn't care much either.

He just kept typing messages back on his computer—but not from members of the group.

[Positioned? 】

[Yes, Lord Blade, the positioning program has been implanted into the opponent's mobile phone. ]
[Pay attention to her position, if you are too close to the target, contact me urgently... If you can't contact her, find Jing. 】

[Understood, Master Blade. ]
[Also, the mobile phone number I gave you last time is also located, contact me if there is any change, and the last time...]

Gin chatted with Noah on the computer for a while.

Suddenly, Noah jumped out a line of small characters: [Master Blade, there is mail transferred. ]
Gin raised his eyebrows, and asked Noah to exit the program, and the computer screen immediately returned to the interface of organizing mailboxes.

A fresh email popped up in due course.

The gin was opened silently:

[Gin, someone is going to the place of twilight, you should pay close attention to the movement there——****]

Gin: "..."

Good guy, he just crawled back from there the morning before yesterday, and now let him watch it?

but.

"Who is this boss today?"

Gin raised his chin and started the daily boss guessing session.

Unscrupulous bosses sometimes have slightly different styles of sending emails, so Gin can boldly guess that there is more than one boss.

As for why I guess...

Because Gin has never seen an unscrupulous boss.

Even in the drug experiment back then, the boss who was present was sitting behind the scenes. Gin Jiu didn't know the appearance of that person at all, and even suspected that the other party was just a substitute.

And the 'that gentleman' or 'that lord' that these wine drinkers call generally refers to the real boss.

Regarding this point, the unscrupulous boss didn't want to hide it at all, and an old wine like Tired Gin clearly knew that the boss was the boss, and which one was that one.

But sometimes, that one can also be one of the bosses.

So when these old wines receive emails or calls, they will try to judge whether the other party is the boss or 'that one'...

It's just that everyone's judgment standards are not consistent, and there may be some deviations.

For example, Ginjiu thinks that the person who sent the email this time must not be that person—because in Ginjiu’s opinion, when that person sends an email, he will not put his code name at the beginning of the text, and the writing is relatively simple. Zou points out that when he receives his emails, he will reply with nonsense like 'don't let me down'.

...Of course, Gin had also guessed before that that person might have a ghostwriter or something.

Maybe sometimes it is directly quoted, and sometimes it is indirect, so the writing will be a little different...

But the real situation, who knows?

Maybe Belmode didn't even know this.

After guessing wildly for a while, Qin Jiu began to think bitterly, should he go on this task by himself...

This has to be replaced by someone else, and it looks like the boss personally appointed him, even if it says 'person', it must be me.

But gin is not rare at all...

If it wasn't the kind of mission that was very necessary and feared that others would mess it up, Gin generally didn't bother to do it by himself.

And the Twilight Annex, according to Noah's information just now, Conan and the others also received an invitation.

However, because of the unknown circumstances of this invitation, they did not invite Shang Lie and Hong Shu to be together...

But what has been confirmed is that Kaito will find a way to get past it.

Gin rubbed his forehead with a headache: "This unscrupulous boss didn't say clearly what to observe..."

Just before returning to the base in the morning, he had sent the thing he got at night to the intelligence point of the five-star group, so that Xie Xiang could find a way to study it.

Then the rest of the annex is that mechanism.

Here comes the question—does the unscrupulous boss want him not to let those people discover this mechanism, or does he want them to discover it?
Gin doesn't know what will happen if the mechanism is triggered...

In case there is a big commotion, should the treasure after the mechanism be recovered or how to do it?Or kill everyone who finds the treasure?
Just like the two tragedies in the past.

"...It shouldn't be."

Gin frowned, staring at that sentence and pondering over and over again.

He felt that if he really suffered from dementia, the unscrupulous boss would bear half of the responsibility-let him guess if he was asked to do things ambiguously every day.

Suspicious for a long time, "I can't... just let me watch?"

No more treasures?Can't.

Gin forked the mailbox and started looking for someone on the core member list.

In fact, there is nothing to look for. Now the only thing left is himself, vodka, tequila, and Kiel, and the two pure snipers Cohen and Chianti are not good enough.

Qin Jiu: There is no one under his command, so it is difficult for him.

(End of this chapter)