Conan's I'm really not a model worker in a winery

Chapter 10 Gin: There is no way to make money if you stay in the organization

"...is it reliable?"

When Gin said this, the other party didn't think he was talking nonsense.

"Of course. But I may need you to help me." Gin sighed, "Otherwise I may die young..."

If he is alone in Japan and has no one to help him, he will definitely be unable to do anything at all. The intensity of work alone will wear him down.

However, the other party was merciless: "Die young? I think it's a bit late."

"...You've gone too far!"

Gin's face darkened, this bastard actually thought he didn't die early enough!

The other party laughed softly: "Ha... I will contact them. What about the organization's affairs?"

This organization, of course, cannot be a black organization.

——It is the organization of Gin.

"Just let the star leaders manage it. Believe me, most things in the future will happen in Japan, and at most they will involve Britain and the United States..."

The ‘Star Chief’, in Gin’s organization, is basically equivalent to a core executive like him in the black organization.

"I know, I'll ask them to move as soon as possible."

"Well, thanks."

"...Do you need to thank me?" The other party snorted and turned off the phone.

Gin didn't mind the other party's attitude at all. He put down the phone with a smile on his face, and it was obvious that he was in a good mood.

Take a look at the time:

20:17.

"Vodka, go and rest."

Gin turned off the computer, stood up, and continued to use the local language.

Vodka was stunned, then stood up and said excitedly: "Okay, big brother."

Finally there is something he understands!

Gin: Stare.

The world's unsolved mysteries, what exactly is Vodka excited about every day?

…

Good things take a long time, but for Gin, no matter how many things happen every day, it won't make it better.

He didn't look for trouble himself, trouble would always find him accurately. Seeing the time on the electronic clock stop at 2 a.m., Gin answered the phone numbly.

Great, his sleep was ruined again.

Let him hear who the bastard ordered this and call him!

Gin's tone was very bad: "What's the matter?"

"Ah~ you are still so fierce, Gin."

A woman's teasing voice came from the other end of the phone.

Gin's face suddenly darkened: "Vermouth, is there something wrong with you? Look at what time it is!"

"11 o'clock~"

Belmode didn't think there was any problem at all.

"...You were on American time." Ginjiu was so angry that he didn't want to speak.

"Sorry, sorry." Belmode was very insincere, "I forgot about the jet lag... I didn't expect you to go to bed so early today."

Gin: "..."

Doesn't he deserve a break if we work together?

Belmod then smiled and said: "But I do have some information to tell you...you don't want to hear it?"

"I don't want to, hang up and say goodbye." Gin took the phone away, pressed the hang-up button expressionlessly, and said through gritted teeth before the call ended: "Next time you have information, send me an email!"

Toot~

Gin exhaled heavily, narrowed his eyes, and began to rage - he wanted to kill this damn jet lag!

And damn Belmod...

...Belmod?

Gin's brain circuit suddenly captured something, "Belmod, is she in the original novel?"

Yes, there is Belmod. This b seems to have disguised himself as a doctor named Shinde, and then brought out the smaller Haiyuan Ai to kill him, but it turned out that it was Conan who was disguised.

...It should be like this in general. He couldn't remember the details, so Gin was surprised that he could remember this episode.

After recalling the animation scene, Gin had no intention of sleeping anymore, so he simply got up and sat in front of the computer, waiting for Belmode to send him an email, and by the way, he wrote down the plot he remembered.

According to the plot in his memory, Belmode is an enemy?

Gin frowned and tapped the paper with a ball pen.

But he seemed to remember that someone said that Belmod was Conan's godmother? Then why did he kill Shirley again...

Gin suddenly thought of something, paused his pen, and twitched the corner of his mouth, "This woman... isn't she just trying to express her anger?"

Thinking back on when he and Belmode were the only ones who survived after testing the medicine, and what the boss asked them to do after that, it is very likely that Belmode had a grudge against the Miyano couple at that time...

So Belmode wanted to kill Shirley because Shirley continued to study APTX?

Gin felt that he might have discovered the truth.

So here comes the question...

He wants to protect Conan, and he also wants to protect Shirley, so how should he position Belmode?

"Forget it, let's put it in the middle first."

Gin quelled his thoughts and opened the mailbox.

Didi didi~

The email from Belmode arrived:

[Rum has found some information. The FBI and CIA are planning to make some small moves against the organization. The other party's people seem to have arrived in Japan. Rum has been busy recently, so let me remind you to be careful - Vermouth.

*ps: Could you please stop hanging up on me so easily next time?】

FBI and CIA?

Isn't that Akai Shuichi? He already knows it.

Gin sneered and started to reply. Halfway through, another text message came from the other side:

[Also, when I communicated with Rum, I found that he seemed to be interested in borrowing manpower from you. More than ten years ago, he used that drug to kill two big shots but left a trail. He probably wanted to erase the traces of the past.

, Rum should find a way to contact you, please pay attention to it——Vermouth]

[I see, isn’t this a trivial matter? Do you need to call?——Gin]

[Pay attention next time~——Vermouth]

【You'd better not have a next time——Gin】

Gin rolled his half-moon eyes and closed the mailbox.

His biological clock had been messed up for a long time, but now he was not sleepy at all. After thinking for a moment, he opened the task list and started to confirm tomorrow's itinerary.

During the day, he first went to Qinggang Pharmaceutical for inspection, and then went to Gunma County to extort individuals... and then returned to Mihua Town to find his subordinates to contact the next transaction partner...

"Members of Gunma Prefecture activities... let me take a look."

Gin opened with a lengthy list of members.

Confirm with multiple parties, visit locations in advance, and report to peers or superiors - Gin is not just talking about it, he himself does things like this.

It's not that everyone in the organization is as rigid as him, it's just that this is a method that Gin used in the early years to avoid accidents to the greatest extent.

Of course, other people at the same level as Gin may not necessarily follow this model, but most of Japan is Gin's territory, and the people below will come as he says...

This model also has the disadvantage of being useless.

There is no shortage of grassroots and peripheral members of the organization, but times have changed, many of the original old people have retired, and Gin is also a little worried...

Now there are quite a few people who are over the age limit, such as Daiquiri, Pisk...

These old people are looking for their successors, that is, the next generation who can inherit their code names.

Gin counted and found that the only permanent members of his action team were: himself, 'Driver' Vodka, 'Pigeon Spirit' Calvados, 'Newcomer' Chianti, Cohen, Scotland, Bourbon, and 'Old Man'

'Daiquiri, pinot;

Others who are not in his group but can be commanded by him: 'Old Man' Pisk, 'Backbone' Ireland, Clarett...

There are also some gins that are too far away that are not included.

But there are only eleven core members who can be mobilized nearby, and Gin really feels that there are few.

Not to mention there should be two or three undercover agents or rebels inside...

"The organization has no future..."

Gin sighed.

He didn't know how Master Qin in the original work reached the pinnacle of his life, so he was very curious.

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(End of chapter)