Conan: I Am Surrounded By Undercover

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At night, it started to snow again.

Gin temporarily drove away the vodka and went to the Cocktail bar on the top floor of the Dahei Building alone.

The security guard at the entrance of the bar was guarding the entrance like an immovable mountain. Seeing the arrival of the gin, his expression did not change, but he silently moved to the side and bowed slightly to the visitor.

Gin entered the bar, and the vision inside was dim. There were no real guests, and he saw the boss sitting at the bar at a glance...

...and Irish whiskey and Jerez brandy near him.

Gin's good mood disappeared instantly.

He has a bad relationship with Ireland, but the boss always hopes that they can get along peacefully, and sometimes pulls them together to drink and talk.

Forget Ireland, the key is Jerez... Why is this guy here?

Jerez sat by the door and noticed the arrival of Gin at the first time.

He didn't wear those glasses without prescriptions today, and the bangs on his forehead were straight behind his head, which was very different from the gentle style in the police station - even if he was encountered by a colleague in the past, it was difficult to recognize it at first sight.

He saw him and waved to him like a fool at an izakaya meeting his friends at a party.

"Long time no see, Gin - have you been working too much lately?"

In order to drink with the BOSS, Jinjiu, who rarely took a job, was expressionless.

He didn't understand. Judging from the number of jobs, Jerez should be the busiest one in the organization. How could he have the time to hang around the boss to drink together? BOSS is too used to him.

Being an undercover agent in three different places can be lazy, if one day he is sent to a new place by the zoo organization and becomes a five-fold undercover agent...

In a short moment, Jin Jiu thought a lot.

He completely ignored Jerez, whose body was trembling inexplicably, and went straight to sit on the other side of the boss.

Behind the bar is Irish whiskey in a bartender's garb, a daily occupation he has chosen for himself, making it easy for him to hang out in various bars.

He stopped wiping the glass, and stared at the gin sitting in front of him with a smile.

"It's hard for you to come with such a heavy snow. How about a good martini to warm your body?"

These people in the organization all know a thing or three about Belmod's bartending, and when they said something special, Jin Jiu raised his head and glanced at him coldly, full of murderous intent.

"—I'd better give him a 'Dog Nose Cocktail', I think Gin needs this most." Jerez interjected.

Being provoked over and over again, no matter how good the character is, it is difficult to accept, not to mention the people who are not willing to be angry with Jinjiu.

He raised his hand to touch out the Bela Tower, but at this moment, another hand stretched out from the side and held his hand.

is the BOSS.

"Why do the three of you always quarrel when you meet?"

The black-haired, red-eyed man sighed softly. His expression made Gin see for a second Angstra, who always had a headache because of the noise of three bottles of whiskey.

"Gin, Jerez - do you want the history of this building to repeat itself?"

"..."

"..."

Gin lowered his hat in silence, and Jerez lowered his head to study the table.

The Great Black Building, built fourteen years ago, was bombed to ruins the same year—the culprits were not the enemies of the organization, but the fledgling Gin and Jerez, who had no code at the time.

Ireland, who was not involved, let out a sneer.

The boss withdrew his hand, and Gin put the gun back: "It's the same."

Ireland knew what he meant by the old-fashioned way—a regular glass of gin without any extras—and they hated each other, but at the same time knew each other's habits very well.

He picked up a bottle of gin at random, opened the lid with his thumb, rudely filled it with a small glass, and handed it to a colleague with the same name as the wine.

Then he turned to the BOSS, his expression became extremely submissive: "Sir, what do you need?"

Gin took a sip of Gin, accustomed to this completely different attitude.

BOSS rested his chin with his hand and pressed the other hand on the wine list. He turned a page, and his eyes stopped when he scanned a certain wine name on it.

"... Customize a cup for me."

He closed the wine list and looked at Ireland.

"Based on Panno ouzo with a teaspoon of Sinal's bitters."

Hearing a code name belonging to an undercover agent, Gin tightened his fingers on the glass.

Jerez also raised his eyebrows, because he wore glasses for a long time in the past, and when he was thinking, he habitually pushed his fingers up the bridge of his nose - he didn't feel embarrassed after touching it, and he retracted his hand as if nothing had happened.

"please wait."

Ireland looked as usual and turned to get the two wines.

Gin watched as Ireland left.

He couldn't remember the names of the dead, but he remembered all the living code-named members of the organization. Currently, there is no Sinal wine in the organization, and Angstra is the only member whose code-name is the type of bit wine.

But not now, does not mean that there will be no future.

This is the biggest difference between BOSS and Angstra. He sometimes speaks straight like the troublesome kid, but sometimes he speaks inexplicably. It is not until I experience it myself or see it with my own eyes that I will suddenly understand what he meant at that time.

This time, I mentioned it with Panno to prove that there is a connection between the two, or something...

similarities.

Ireland soon returned with wine, and Gin looked elsewhere.

"How is the relationship between Angstra's subordinates?" the boss suddenly asked.

"Water and fire are incompatible, especially Bourbon and Lai Yin - Lai Yin almost blinded Bourbon in one eye last night."

In Jinjiu's opinion, this is just a trivial matter, so last night after notifying the logistics staff to repair the door, he only reported to the BOSS that Lai Yin passed the drug interrogation. Now listening to the boss ask, he only talked about it.

Jerez was a little surprised: "They have such a bad relationship?"

"Hmph..." Jin Jiu snorted coldly, "That vicious dog did it himself. Before the trial, he kept provoking Yin to poke his sore spot... He wanted to kill everyone around his master except him."

Thinking of the email from Bourbon that he received in the afternoon, Gin drank all the gin in the glass, and he sneered when he heard the remaining ice cubes hit the wall of the glass.

More than that, the loyal dog wanted to investigate Angstra's past experiences in France.

If someone else tried to investigate the past of the A-level clearance member, Gin would definitely shoot him, but if it was this guy...

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The sound of the music was deafening, and Daijili, who was dressed in formal clothes, seemed out of place here. Under the guidance of the waiter, he bypassed the dance floor area where the demons were dancing in the middle, and came to the deepest corridor of the bar.

The waiter stood in front of a box: "This is box 4."

The box door was closed, and there was no glass on it, so people outside could not see what was going on inside the room. Dai Jili nodded after a brief observation, and the waiter bowed and quickly left.

The corridor leads straight to the depths of darkness, and people who revel in the distance will not care about the movement here. Daijili looked at the door and gulped.

When he tried to burn him last year, he never imagined that this same blond half-blooded man would become like that.

He reluctantly got the code name because of his father's relationship, and he knew very well who could provoke and who could not provoke. Although it sounds spineless, this is how he survives in the organization.

After doing psychological construction for a long time, Dai Jili finally opened the door of the box.

Bourbon looked up from the sofa. The blonde hair that used to be brilliant in the sun was completely hidden in the dim light of the box, and it could almost blend in with the black clothes.

One of his eyes was injured, his eyes fell on Dai Jili, and the other intact eye curled up with a smile.

Bourbon smiled kindly, but this kind of smile reminded Daijili of the waterboarding trial, which made him even more horrified-his hand was on the door, and he would run away almost the next moment.

"Dagilly, sit down."

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I underestimated my procrastination... I can't finish the second volume until next chapter (;'д')ゞ