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

Qin Jiu's whole body was filled with murderous intent, staring at the sender of the mail - "that gentleman".

Oh, boss, it's okay... a ghost.

Gin stabbed the boss in his heart, and then opened the email full of resentment.

Seeing this, he let out a look of surprise.

……

The brown-haired girl followed a group of people into the company.

She lowered her head and concentrated on flipping through the information on the medicine in her hand, without distraction, not caring what happened around her.

Her name is Miyano Shiho.

As a talent cultivated by the organization, Miyano Shiho was sent to study in the United States since she was a child... and she herself lived up to the organization's expectations. She received a postgraduate degree at the age of 14, and was recalled back to China by the organization.

The purpose of bringing Miyano Shiho back is to let her continue to develop the drug that her parents have not fully developed-ATPX4869.

Of course, she didn't know it was a legacy of her parents.

This is a very outrageous drug, completely different from Miyano Shiho's own wishes...

But it doesn't matter, she just wants to see her sister.

Thinking of his sister, Miyano Shiho gradually lost his mind, and didn't even hear what the introducer was explaining clearly until——

"Shiho Miyano?"

A hoarse voice called out her name.

Miyano Shiho raised his head subconsciously, and met the sharp eyes of a silver-haired man.

Her pupils contracted slightly.

What kind of person... would have such murderous eyes?

"You are Miyano Shiho?"

The silver-haired man looked at her nonchalantly.

Miyano Shiho was suddenly a little scared, but he answered bravely, "It's me, what's wrong?"

"follow me."

Qin Jiu was a little surprised by the little girl's reaction, but he didn't show the slightest bit on his face.

He also didn't know that Miyano Shiho actually followed him nervously...

When he came to the office, Gin also wanted to get off work early, so he directly said to Miyano Shiho:

"Someone should have already told you about the task, so I won't repeat the explanation... From now on, your code name in the organization is 'Sherry', the key person responsible for the development of 'this' drug."

Gin handed a note to the 14-year-old girl in front of him, "This is the account password for the office computer and the network. You can find all the information you need on the computer... I am the member in charge of connecting with you. You can call me 'Gin'."

There was a pause.

"If someone disobeys you, you can report it to me, and I will be responsible for solving it... Do you have any doubts?"

Qin Jiu speaks very fast, mainly for the sake of catching fish early, but he is afraid that Xiao Xueli will not hear clearly...

"No." Miyano Shiho put the note into his pocket, Lori looked indifferent, "Then can I go?"

She didn't want to stay with this scary man who kept putting on the air conditioner any longer.

"Yes." Qin Jiu nodded in agreement.

He just wanted to send Shirley away quickly and get off work... This girl is really good.

Before Miyano Shiho left, he glanced at Vodka who was sleeping soundly on the chair...

"I have a code name at the age of 14..."

Qin Jiu looked at the information about his education with complicated eyes.

He was 15 years old when he got the code name... This girl is quite like him back then.

but……

14 year old doctoral student?

He really lived his two lives on dogs!

Chapter 4 About the boss letting Gin visit the undercover

After feeling for a while that he had worked for nothing, he went through today's affairs, and Qin Jiu felt relaxed all over his body and mind.

"Finally able to sleep well..."

Gin drooped his upper eyelids, yawned, and saw Vodka sleeping on the chair.

Gin: "..."

Feeling Shirley saw this guy just now?No wonder the expression is so indescribable...

Gin took off his windbreaker and hat again, planning to go to the lounge next to him to rest for a while.

however--

"Dududu~"

The mobile phone in the windbreaker pocket is on vibration mode.

Gin: "..."

His uncle, who is calling him at this hour!

Qin Jiu's eyes were cold, and his whole body began to feel cold. He took out his mobile phone expressionlessly, and glanced at the caller ID...

Look, this familiar phone number...

Oh, boss, it's okay--what a ghost!

Why do you always contact him when he is about to rest!He is not an iron man, although he has practiced qigong and is more energetic than others, but he still has to sleep, bastard!

Qin Jiu took a deep breath, took a second to finish complaining in his heart, and answered the phone calmly: "Boss, what are your orders?"

"How are things over there?"

An electronically synthesized chaotic voice came from the other end of the phone.

Qin Jiu lowered his eyes, suppressed the urge in his heart to greet the eighteenth generation of the other party's ancestors, and said in a deep voice:

"It's going well. I've already told Shirley about the preparation of the drug. It's just her age..."

"14 years old is enough." Boss's words seemed to bring a little smile, "You were only 15 years old at the time, weren't you Gin?"

"...Yes, I understand."

He suspects that the boss is implicating him but he has no proof.

As if realizing that the topic was getting far away, the voice on the other end of the phone paused, and then continued: "Gin, Arrack recommended a good new member, and he is now at the training base... Your operation team is short of manpower, I thought you might be interested."

...Alex?Didn't he remember that this code name has been active in the United States? Why did he come to Japan?

The corners of Gin's eyes twitched twice: "Yes, boss, I'll be there right away."

I have to thank you for disturbing my dormancy, right?

He—tui!What dog is better than a boss!

After hanging up the phone, Gin took a cold look at Vodka who was still snoring. It was not pleasing to the eye, so Gin punched him hard on the shoulder.

"Vodka, get up."

"Eh... ah, oh?"

Gin looked indifferent.

After all, he resisted everything...

……

After ordering Vodka to help watch the company personnel and computer emails, Gin drove to the organization's training base by himself.

It was another half an hour's drive, and for a moment, Gin really felt that he might as well die.

"Garbage organization destroys my youth, wastes my energy and wastes my money..."

Only endless thoughts are the driving force behind Gin's survival.

"The boss of the organization is an idiot. Vodka is his own father. I am the ancestor of Namo Amitabha..."

If someone who doesn't have a good eye installs a bug on the gin cart, then it is possible that after hearing so many beautiful Chinese words, the bugger will doubt whether he is cross-talking.

In the endless thoughts, the gin finally arrived at its destination.

After getting out of the car, Gin slammed the door as hard as he could—anyway, the car was broken down and the organization reimbursed him, but if he held it in for too long and became dizzy, he didn't know what outrageous things he would do.

……

The organization's training camp is built underground, but there is more than one place.

There are different training camps for newcomers, peripheral members, and core members.

The bright floor tiles and the projection facilities on display give people a feeling of being in the 21st century again... It would be better if the gray-black cement walls and some flickering lights above the head can be ignored.

The military boots on Gin's feet stepped on the ground, making a dull sound, he straightened his collar, pushed down the brim of his hat, trying to bury his face in the shadows...

He was afraid that his ugly face would scare the newcomers.

Straight ahead, on the lift.

A long-haired figure wearing a black knitted hat turned his back to Gin, holding a sniper rifle in his hand, aiming at the target in the dark...

Gin's gaze stayed on the other party's long black hair for a while, and then he looked away.

I really didn't expect that besides him, there are men with long hair in the organization...

However, Qin Jiu grew his hair, partly because of his martial arts dream in his previous life, and partly because of laziness—I don’t know if it’s because he practiced qigong too early in this life, but his hair grew so fast.

I cut my hair once when I was five years old, and half a year later it grew back to my butt...

Haircut every six months?

Sorry, he chose to show bad directly.