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

Conan was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized: Yes!There is still this excuse to use!

"But I think Conan's reasoning should be secretly learned from Brother Shinichi, right?"

Sawada Hiroki put on the most important dog skin plaster with a smile.

Conan: My benefactor!

Mao Lilan's attention was diverted instantly: "Xinyi? Hiroki, do you know Xinyi?"

"Well... Conan told me that Brother Shinichi once met my uncle on the plane." Hiroki Sawada scratched his head.

"That's right! Brother Xinyi taught me a lot in Hawaii when I was young... Brother Xinyi also said that when he went to New York with sister Xiaolan, he met a white-haired uncle on the plane..."

Conan hurriedly explained.

Mao Lilan was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "That's right! Chi Yan...it turns out that Hiroki is Mr. Lin's nephew."

"But how did Conan meet Shinichi..."

"This, this..."

In the end, under Conan and Sawada Hiroki's random explanation, and after Hiroki changed his own experience and changed it into chicken soup for the soul and poured it into several people, several people actually accepted Conan's "being no less than an adult" with peace of mind. The setting of "human IQ", and the setting of Hiroki "is a computer genius".

After the case was solved, Conan almost hugged Hiroki Sawada's thigh to thank him.

——Can I thank you?With the character design that Hong Shu gave him in his mind, who would dare not pay attention to his reasoning in the future?

... Hey, wait, why is there a future?

Conan was lost in thought.

……

Mihua Town, No. 108, Sanchome, single-family villa.

"Uncle Lie, Noah, I'm back."

It was almost ten o'clock before Hiroki Sawada returned home.

"Welcome back, Hiroki."

Noah's electronic voice came from the speaker hanging in the corner of the first floor.

There are surveillance cameras everywhere in the villa, and only Noah can control it. It can be said that the whole villa is under Noah's watchful eyes.

Of course, it generally does not sneak into Hongshu and Lie's privacy at will.

Lie, who was sitting on the sofa reading mystery novels, raised his head and smiled brightly: "Ah~ Hiroki! Are you back?"

"Well... By the way, Uncle Lie, did you find anything for me just now?"

Hiroki Sawada did not forget what Noah said before, but because there was no signal later, Noah was forced to go offline.

Lie tilted his head and thought for a while: "Just now... oh! I remembered, I want to tell you that our goal is to protect that boy named Conan from harm, and that boy named Mao Lilan The girl and his family, of course, other related people just need to protect it..."

Sawada Hiroki was stunned, and pointed at himself, "Just, is it just me?"

"Of course not~" Lie rubbed Hiroki's little head, "You mainly help to monitor when I'm not around, if there is any situation, just let Noah notify me... right, Noah?"

"Exactly."

When Noah faced Lie, he had some indescribable respect—just kidding, it was still young, and it didn't want to be blown to death.

Sawada Hiroki breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

"By the way, how are you doing at school today? How are you getting along with that kid named Conan? Where did you go to play at night? Why are you back so late?"

Fierce questions hit like a barrage of cannonballs.

But Hiroki got used to it, so he put down his schoolbag, went to pick up a mystery novel to read, and replied casually: "Well... it's okay, he is a bit similar to me, but it's not difficult to get along with. But I didn't go to What fun is going to a celebrity's house to investigate a case."

"Star?" Lie blinked curiously, "Is that dead?"

"Hmm...suicide." After Sawada Hiroki finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something, closed the book helplessly and said, "Do you want to report this too?"

Lie spread his hands together: "That's right ~ what Brother Blade said about this child, you must report to him in detail... You are Brother Blade's direct staff, send it directly, he can receive it."

"Ok."

Sawada Hiroki felt a little regretful, it seemed that he would not be able to read the novel tonight.

-

It was already midnight when Gin saw Hiroki's email.

He read the contents of the email with a feeling of excitement and a sense of pilgrimage.

"Yoko Okino...is this the idol's secret room?" Qin Jiu looked back and forth several times excitedly, "I didn't expect Hiroki to participate in solving the case, and even helped Conan cover..."

Hiroki deserves to be his favorite cub!

In fact, Gin asked Lie to report the news about Conan to Hongshu simply because he wanted to satisfy his childhood memories...

If you can't watch the live broadcast, the text broadcast is also good.

Not to mention that Hiroki's writing style is still good, and the gin I read is very immersive.

However, seeing that Hiroki regarded Conan as a genius like him, Gin almost didn't laugh - Conan is just a high school student in the skin of a primary school student, but Kudo Shinichi is indeed much smarter than most of his peers.

But compared to Hiroki...

"It's Hiroki who is the best."

Gin nodded secretly.

Conan felt ashamed to put this dog skin plaster on.

Chapter 99 "That One"'s Last Patience

After watching the text broadcast event beautifully, Qin Jiu was about to prepare for the next few days of action when an unread email popped up in the organization mailbox.

"Ok?"

Gin was taken aback when he saw the sender, "Daiquiri...by the way, he hasn't retired yet."

The old man who has served the organization for 70 to [-] years has finally found the right opportunity?

To be honest, although Daikiri has been in the organization for a long time, he is actually a little transparent with a code name. Maybe the unscrupulous boss has long forgotten that he has such a subordinate... If it is not in the organization database There is also a word of information on the Daiquiri.

【Master Gin, I have found the right time, it is expected to be next week, at that time you may see my news in the newspaper——Daiquiri】

Gin: "...?"

newspaper?Why a newspaper?

Gin had a bad premonition in his heart—he suspected that Daiquiri was going to do something.

"Next week..." Gin looked up at the time, it was January 1th.

Around the 25th and the [-]th is Daiquiri's action time...he will contact Daiquiri to see when the time comes.

[Contact me before action - Gin]

Gin returned the mail and continued to sort out the trivial matters of the organization.

As long as they are not subordinates belonging to other core members, all tasks are arranged by Qin Jiu himself...

Fortunately, it's just a mobile transaction, and someone else in the management department is in charge, otherwise Gin will really be exhausted.

Because of the relatively high quality requirements of the team members, the cleaning tasks are generally only accessed by key peripheral members and core members.

But even so, Qin Jiu still felt bald looking at the trivial tasks that the intelligence agents sorted out.

And there are temporary tasks:

"Another person who bought gold information..."

Gin looked at the email speechlessly, and ate a lemon drop to suppress his shock.

The organization not only has gold and silver information, but can even grasp the stock market trend of a part of the world... All these information are in the organization's dark net.

But these are the lifeblood of the organization, how can they be traded?

Generally, the organization deliberately makes people hang fishing in some special places, in order to catch the kind of big fish that remember to get rich-in simple terms, they are cash machines. Fish for some money.

The money caught does not need to be handed over, it can be used directly on the usual capital circulation platform.

However, Gin was a little puzzled: "It's strange, isn't there still more than a billion in the recent mobile account? It's not short of money..."

Could it be that the manager forgot to withdraw the message...

"Forget it, at least it's 500 million." Gin chewed the sugar and swallowed it, propped his chin and began to arrange these emergencies, "Gold 1000 million... the stock market information is [-] million, and the other is [-] million..."

There are also many small fish and shrimps with an asking price of hundreds of thousands, don't worry about those.

But if there is a big fish of [-] million, then the core members have to be used.

only……

Gin scanned the list of members of the operation, but couldn't find anyone who was free—except him and vodka.

Daiquiri is about to retire, Chianti and Cohen are the only two remaining snipers, Pino is asked to keep a low profile and it is inconvenient to act, Bourbon went to the United States and has not come back, Calvados was still taken by Bell Maude throws fishing in the UK...

Pisk seems to be still busy looking for a betrayed collaborator, so he probably isn't available either.

Gin is silent.

Sure enough, as long as he didn't live, would live come to him?

Gin shared this task with Vodka: "You go and I go?"

"I'm going, I'm going!"

Vodka took up the burden without hesitation.

He doesn't want to get along with Shirley in the company... especially Shirley, who has been inexplicably cloudy since he came back from inspecting the house called Kudo Shinichi last time.

"Okay, then you go, the goods are in the warehouse." Qin Jiu was also happy to fish in the company.

but……

In the middle of the night, Gin's cell phone rang again.

The string of garbled characters on the top looked at Gin's eyebrows and eyes, and he picked it up tremblingly: "Boss, what's your order?"

The unscrupulous boss called him!