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

Chapter 107 Daiquiri’s Retirement Plan (Prologue) (Add 5 QAQ)

Gin experienced a time jump, but he was not very panicked, especially after holding the calendar sent to him by Noah...

It just feels a bit outrageous.

Yesterday was Thursday the 19th, today is Sunday the 22nd, tomorrow is Sunday the 29th, and the day after tomorrow is Saturday the 21st...

Gin looked at this calendar, which looked like a code pad, and really wanted to tear it up.

Will normal point sorting die?

And why are next month’s items even scheduled for this month?

Gin rolled his half-moon eyes, looked at the calendar, then turned to Vodka: "Vodka, your mission is tomorrow?"

The fishing mission was originally taken on the 19th, and normally it should be the 21st... But tomorrow is the 29th, and Gin really felt that he had learned a lot.

"Ah?" Vodka took out a notebook in confusion, "Brother, isn't my mission on January 21st? Tomorrow is the 29th."

After Vodka finished speaking, he raised his head cautiously, for fear that he might have remembered it wrong.

Gin: "..."

Wait, why is the date to Vodka here correct again?

Gin felt that he had encountered a unique bug again: "Yesterday was January 19th?"

"Yes, brother..."

"The day after the 19th is the 21st?"

"Yes, brother."

"What's the day after yesterday?"

"No. 29..."

"..."

It’s really outrageous to fly on a plane, it’s outrageous to go to heaven...

...Forget it, forget it.

"...Vodka." After complaining, Gin stopped worrying about the date and felt that he should tell him, "If your phone makes a sound without ringing one day, remember to be calm."

Noah's existence is still a secret. Except for Hiroki and the five people at the top, no one else knows about it.

When necessary, Noah can also pretend to be them and send messages to the people below.

It's just that the organization's intranet is a bit difficult to access. Noah can't yet invade it without interfering with the intranet. But after some time, Noah slowly analyzes the intranet structure and may be able to disguise it.

——But only here in the company, the base's intranet will be more complicated and the supervision will be stricter. Even Gin rarely lets Vodka cut off the surveillance of the intranet in the base.

"Zhiqua——"

The office door was pushed open.

A stack of documents was photographed on Vodka's desktop:

"This week's report."

Miyano Shiho came in with a stupefied expression and stared at Gin fiercely.

"...Is something wrong?" Gin glanced over coolly.

"I'll have a rest tomorrow." Miyano Shiho's voice was also very cold, "I'm going to have a meal with my sister."

"I know, I'll ask someone to follow."

Gin responded casually and then ignored her.

Miyano Shiho stood at the door for another two seconds before turning and leaving.

Gin caught a glimpse of her hesitation from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly: Shirley is indeed very smart, I'm afraid she has already noticed something is wrong...

All the connections that Miyano Akemi had previously managed were gradually absorbed. It can be said that overnight, Miyano Akemi became completely alone on the sea.

Although Gin has not counted how many people are related to Miyano Akemi, I think that the cleanup work has already begun before the unscrupulous boss calls...

While Gin was thinking, another email came into the organization's mailbox.

[Lord Gin, I am ready...I cannot disclose the specific actions, but I believe you will definitely see me tomorrow——Daiquiri]

Gin: "..."

Haha, he almost forgot, tomorrow is January 29th... The Daiquiri must have been prepared for several days.

That's outrageous.

——

The next day.

Maori Detective Agency.

"Dad, have you heard? There are moving armors in the Medieval Art Museum!"

Mao Lilan suggested with some interest: "Would you like to go there and visit after lunch?"

But Xiaolan didn't expect that her suggestion would arouse the laughter of Mouri Kogoro and Conan: "Hahahahaha! The armor that moves is just a gimmick to scare people."

"That's right, Sister Xiaolan, how can the armor move on its own..."

Conan held up the comic book and laughed mercilessly.

Mao Lilan showed a heart-warming smile, punched Mao Li Kogoro's desk, and flattened a corner of the table: "You will come with me, right?"

The children, one large and one small, who were violently coerced: "Yes, yes!"

…

The entrance to the Medieval Museum.

Lie and Sawada Hiroki stood on the steps and looked around.

After a while, Lie's eyes lit up: "Ah~ It's coming, it's coming, it's finally here."

"After all, it's a little far from Fifth-chome." Hiroki Sawada was chewing a mystery novel in his hand. When he saw the three people running from a distance, he closed the book and put it back.

In the backpack.

Before going out, Mao Lilan thought of Lie's previous instructions, specifically asked for the phone number, and invited the two of them to visit the art museum together.

And belatedly arrived was the Maori family... plus a god of death.

After Lie learned Conan's nickname from Gin, he has been curious about him: What ability does this kid have that even his elder brother calls him the God of Death?

Of course, Retsu didn't tell Hiroki this... Just like Noah said, Retsu didn't want to bring unnecessary pressure to Hiroki.

"Sorry to keep Mr. Lin waiting for so long."

Mao Lilan pulled one big and one small and ran over quickly.

Moori Kogoro and Conan, who were captured by him, had reluctance written all over their faces.

"It's okay, I didn't wait long." Lie smiled and glanced at Mouri Kogoro, "Mr. Mouri, please give me some advice."

"Ahem, ahem, please give me more advice, Mr. Chi Yan. If you have any trouble, please feel free to come to me - Mouri Kogoro!" Moori Kogoro adjusted his collar, took out a business card, and was all over his body.

I don't know why he had the confidence of a stock fan, but he immediately revealed his true colors, "Of course, you need a reward!"

Lie blinked and took the business card, not paying attention to Kogoro Mori's exaggerated behavior at all. "Don't worry, if anything happens, you must find Mr. Mori first."

After all, Conan lives in someone else's house...well, it's better to find trouble, since he doesn't need money anyway.

…

The venue in the art museum is very vast, and the walls are lined with paintings from different eras, which is dazzling.

However, both Kogoro Mouri and Conan were not interested in these simple paintings.

"Don't you like Conan?" Sawada Hiroki blinked.

"Didn't I just go to the Tokyo Art Museum yesterday? And the things here are much more monotonous than over there."

Conan showed his half-moon eyes and held his head with both hands.

"That's it..."

Sawada Hiroki thought for a moment and took out the novel he brought with him from his bag: "Then do you read mystery novels? I brought two."

Conan turned around blankly: "Eh?"

When he saw the familiar cover of the book Hiroki Sawada took out: "..."

Good guy, isn't this his father's book?

Lie and Maoli's father and daughter walked in front of them.

His personality can make him chat easily with most people, and he seems to have a special appetite for Mouri Kogoro. Watching the whole journey, Retsu was listening to Moori Kogoro bragging about the crimes he solved back then.

Only Mao Lilan specializes in these fine arts.

"These colors are really beautiful~" Mao Lilan looked at a piece of art work and said with emotion from the bottom of her heart.

Suddenly, an old voice came from behind them:

"Miss, do you also like these works?"

(End of chapter)