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

Chapter 211 On the Self-cultivation of an Undercover Agent
The days jumped to October in a hurry, and the time on the calendar turned another page unconsciously...

But Gin didn't care anymore.

Anyway, he lived his life, and he lived his life, just ask Noah to get him a new electronic calendar every few months.

Gin is also quite strange, obviously asking others to skip the date the next day, buying an almanac and looking it up by myself, the dates are all normal...

He feels that the company that prints calendars in this world may have a more correct concept of time.

In the base, there was a stack of papers by Gin's hand, on which were densely written strings of letters and numbers.

And the writing is so sloppy that no one can understand it except Gin himself.

"This guy has come, which means that the FBI should not take long to take action."

Gin took a pen and wrote English letters one by one, frowning, "They have to make some moves... Otherwise, the unscrupulous boss might not realize anything."

The actions of the FBI this time can be said to be very secretive, and besides the FBI, there are public security agencies in other countries.

However, there is no news from the outsiders of the organization... indicating that these operations may be carried out in secret, and even the undercover agents placed by the organization on the other side have not received any news.

However, Gin believes that these undercover agents will always get news, after all these people are deployed in Japan... But this is not what Gin wants to see——

Those people at the FBI don't know anyone else in the organization other than him.

Gin thought about it, and found it a bit strange:
Originally, there were basically no undercover agents on Pisk's side, but it was discovered that all the undercover agents were from his side...

At most, there will be a rebellious boy on Pisk's head, unwilling to accept the squeeze of the organization, don't wait-but there are very few.

After all, there is nothing like the group of gin and wine for crushing.

However, he still has the most undercover agents, which leads to a problem—the undercover agents don’t recognize Pisque, and they don’t recognize the current Chablis...

All he knew was Gin.

Gin, who figured this out, really felt innocent: what could he do?He is also very desperate!
Think about it, if he doesn't want to find a way to make Chablis, the top executives on the other side, face up to the FBI guys, then he will definitely suffer in the end...

Then rounding it up, everyone is still a 'revolutionary' with a common goal, why bother?
Can't we come to the cooperation between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party?

... Well, even if it is impossible, they are still willing to attack the outside world?
Gin sighed: "I have to think of a way, how to make the FBI pay attention to Chablis?"

Chablis's attitude towards him was a bit strange, and Gin suspected that the other party had discovered some problems when he was in the other hotel last time - he did have many flaws at that time, but normal people would be confused.

But Chablis...

Maybe this crazy wine has its own super-intuition.

He recently browsed through the search records of the database, and found that Chablis has been looking up information related to him almost all of the time recently, and even Gin has nothing to do with him.

In terms of status, they are equal.

Colleagues check the information to find out what happened to the other party?Is there a problem?

no problem.

Although Gin was very sure that Chablis would never find anything about him in the information, but the behavior of the other party was like a thorn in his throat.

If Gin really had no two minds, it would definitely not feel this way.

And if Gin has ulterior motives, the next time he sees Chablis, there will definitely be some abnormalities.

—if he didn't figure it out.

Because, only those with a guilty conscience will subconsciously think of their own guilty conscience when they find someone looking up his information.

If a person is an undercover agent, then if someone suddenly checks his information, he may suspect that he has been exposed in a guilty conscience, and as long as it takes a long time, but not to a certain extent, the other party suddenly finds the undercover agent, the undercover agent may When you hear the word 'undercover', you will feel unnatural in your expressions or movements.

"Oh, good guy."

Gin understood this very well, and raised the corners of his mouth.

In his opinion, Chablis is stronger than Pisco... and even other power-distributors. It's all rotten.

Gin is sure that Chablis will come looking for him in a short time: it may be a task, or it may be a simple chat between colleagues at work.

Gin still had to think about how to behave.

He has an immature idea...

"We can't let Chablis find out what's wrong, but we can't let him completely dispel his doubts." Gin clutched his chin, and restarted a line on the paper with the other hand holding the pen.

Although he didn't know why Chablis suspected him, Gin felt that the other party's simple suspicion, without evidence, and unable to attack him or make a small report was very beneficial to him.

But how should this be maintained?

Gin scratched his hair.

Coincidentally, Vodka opened the door and came in at this time, "Brother, do you want coffee? I made an extra cup..."

"Huh? Let's have a drink." Gin suddenly looked up at Vodka, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes:
"Vodka, I ask you."

"Ah? Brother, you ask..."

"If you are an undercover agent and someone suspects you to test you, how would you react?"

"...That big brother, I seem to be an undercover agent."

Gin: "..."

Boy, he forgot for a moment.

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Didan High School after class.

Suzuki Sonoko didn't know why he suddenly became interested, and after Mao Lilan received Conan, he dragged him to an underground game city.

It was the first time for the two girls to come to this kind of place. Looking at a group of people playing various games, they felt somewhat nervous.

"Hey, Sonoko, why do you want to come to this kind of place..."

Xiaolan took Conan's small hand, avoiding the waving hands of an overly emotional tourist.

"What's wrong~ It's good to come to this kind of place once in a while!" Yuanzi looked at the passers-by with different expressions, with a hint of intoxication on his face, "This is youth!"

Mao Lilan: "..."

Did the last line of this line go out of the world?
Conan who was being pulled turned his head around curiously.

He used to go to play football or solve crimes after class. He... seems to have never been to this kind of place?

Well, it seems.

Just as Yuanzi and Xiaolan were visually evaluating what entertainment they were going to choose, a voice with a strange accent suddenly stopped them:
"Ah, isn't this Mao Lilan, and Yuanzi?"

Mao Lilan and Yuanzi shuddered, turned their heads, and said in surprise, "Teacher Judy?"

Behind them is a foreign woman with short blond hair, wearing a red jacket and short leather skirt.

Conan blinked, "Sister Xiaolan, who is this?"

Strange, he didn't seem to have seen this teacher in class a few months ago...

"Ah! Miss Judy is our new English teacher who arrived last week~ She is a real American."

Xiaolan smiled and explained to Conan.

"Hi~Little brother, my name is Judy St. Timillion, please give me your advice~"

At this time, Judy also bent down with a smile, and said hello to Conan.

(End of this chapter)