Conan: I'm Really Not a Model Worker at a Winery

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.

Chapter 193 - The Princess at Dusk

Sometimes, Gin feels like a bare-bones commander.

Especially in recent years...

The number of people under him is decreasing every year, especially the important core members.

Gin wiped away the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked up at the flickering electric lights: "It would be nice to have some undercover agents to help out!"

As a result, there were undercover agents, and all of them ran away.

Gin has reason to suspect that these undercover agents feel that the work pressure of the organization is too great and they don't want to do it anymore, so they deliberately exposed...

Having said that, after Gin Jiu rushed back to Tokyo during the day, he asked someone from the management department to check the task block that was handed over.

After the other party sent the message, Qin Jiu almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and took a bath in cold water before calming down.

The workload of that task block is about one-third of their total workload.

In the morning, Qin Jiu really wanted to pull out his predecessor to whip his corpse...

... The topic is far away.

After reading the list of core members, Qin Jiu found that there was really no one to transfer, so he tried to see if there were organized undercover agents in Nagano County.

Turns out there were a few.

"Tsk, no wonder you just need to observe." Qin Jiu rolled his eyes.

The police have undercover agents, so it is convenient for the organization to do anything.

By coincidence, he went to open the member list at Chablis.

Seeing this, Gin lost his balance in an instant, and closed the window with gritted teeth.

God damn it, there are almost thirty people in Chablis including Pisque's old department!Thirty code members!

Can't stand it!

Qin Jiu grinned and sneered: "Oh, yes, it's just you..."

When he was worried about dealing with the FBI, no one was leading the charge with those people.

After delaying for some time, Gin replied to the unscrupulous boss, saying that he would go to supervise in person, set up an automatic reply routinely, then got dressed and left the base.

Before leaving, he deliberately contacted Noah.

"Noah, tell Jing, I'm not in Tokyo these two days, let him pay more attention to the situation."

[Observe!Lord Gin! ]

I don't know if it's because Hiroki installed more systems on Noah, but Noah is getting more and more serious now.

Gin changed his clothes, left a note for Vodka who was going to practice guns, and left.

——Driving to some damn place from Tokyo, say less than four or five hours.

Gin chose to take the main line to Nagano, and then went to the local base to pick up a car, and also avoided his car being too conspicuous.

Of course, Gin didn't wear a black windbreaker as usual this time, but changed into a short suit, wore sunglasses, tied up his hair, and put the windbreaker in a portable suitcase...

Anyway, it looks like a normal social animal.

Gin usually only wears it like this when taking public transportation when it's hotter. Looking at himself in the mirror, Gin smacked his lips.

He felt that he was standing in front of Conan, and Conan couldn't recognize himself.

As soon as this idea came out, Qin Jiu suddenly had the idea of ​​doing something; in the end, he took a deep breath several times, "Can't do something, can't do something..."

In order to fight against the great cause of the winery, everything must be stable!

...But it shouldn't affect Conan's mentality just to mess with it, right?

When Gin Jiu took a taxi to the main line station, he was still engaged in a battle between heaven and man.