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

Chapter 112 Miyano Akemi’s money-making plan

‘Du~’

‘Du~’

‘Du…’

The pen tip was tapped one after another, leaving speckled ink marks on the blank paper.

Next to the paper, densely packed plans have been stacked, with various arrows and marks mixed together, numerous and orderly.

But every plan map, without exception, is marked with a huge cross.

Miyano Akemi put one hand on the table, almost dozing off from exhaustion...

She hasn't slept for three days.

Ever since she found the person to communicate with, Miyano Akemi had made all preparations, but she didn't expect to come back so quickly——

Connections, resources, weapons, supplies...

Almost everything belonging to the organization was taken away.

If she hadn't been of some use, maybe this house no longer belonged to her.

Thinking of this, Miyano Akemi sighed heavily:

"No one, no helpers, no weapons..." She was left with only a small pistol and silencer, plus a row of magazines...

How can you get a billion yen for just this little thing?

Miyano Akemi also knew that the organization just wanted to use her to continue to create some value... But as long as there was a glimmer of hope, she didn't want to give up - she didn't want to give up the hope that her sister would no longer be tortured by the organization.

"We just have to give it a try."

Miyano Akemi crumpled up all the manuscripts on the table and threw them into the trash can. With a determined look in her eyes, she took a deep breath, picked up the phone on the table and started making calls.

'beep……'

'beep……'

While Miyano Akemi was waiting nervously, the call was finally connected:

"who?"

A hoarse and cold voice came from the microphone.

Miyano Akemi breathed out gently: "Gin, it's me, Miyano Akemi."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds.

"Is something wrong?" The voice on the other side barely fluctuated...

Of course, if Miyano Akemi was as calm as before, she might be able to hear Gin's confused tone.

But now Miyano Akemi’s mind is full of ‘one billion yen’.

"I have a plan." Miyano Akemi quickly thought about how to persuade Gin, "I have a way to get one billion yen, but you must give me room to move freely."

Gin said nothing.

But his silence seemed to be expected by Miyano Akemi, "You have taken away all the people and weapons I can use, and now you have people monitoring me all the time... Do you want me to conjure up ten magic tricks for you at home?"

Billion yuan?"

…

At Qinggang Pharmaceutical Company, Gin held the phone without saying a word, listening to Miyano Akemi being hardened when she couldn't help it, while glaring at Miyano Shiho who just came in.

"It's impossible to withdraw the surveillance personnel, but I will let them monitor on the edge." Gin said while looking at Miyano Shiho, "Don't think about playing tricks."

"I know... I will contact you if my plan succeeds."

When Miyano Akemi finished speaking, Gin didn't respond, so she directly put down her phone and looked at Miyano Shiho.

"Is something wrong?"

Miyano Shiho hesitated, "What does my sister want from you?"

Gin looked indifferent, "Don't worry about it, just concentrate on doing your own thing."

What else could you do with me? He could rob a bank... He was familiar with the plot.

Miyano Shiho showed no expression after hearing this. He put a bag of coffee on his table and turned around to leave silently.

After she left for a while, Gin stood up silently and threw the bag of coffee into his snack cabinet - there were already several bags of coffee in it.

"It doesn't have to be so obvious to draw a clear line..."

Gin had a headache.

Shirley didn't know if she had a premonition these days. She didn't say anything or get angry when she met them, and the three elders brought him coffee.

Gin knew that this was Shirley's favor of giving him tea before repaying it.

Can……

There are so many bags of coffee beans that he really can’t finish!

Gin roughly estimated that a bag of coffee beans can make at least ten cups of coffee... He is old and frail now, so he drinks less coffee.

besides.

This kind of behavior, which is similar to drawing a clear boundary, was nothing before...but now it is a bit suspicious.

The more this happens, the less the unscrupulous boss has to worry about if he wants to clean up Shirley...

Gin took out a milk-flavored lollipop, put it in his mouth and chewed it, trying his best to comfort himself, "Forget it, the preparations are ready anyway..."

As long as the inexplicable power of this world can ensure that Shirley becomes smaller after taking that drug, everything will be fine.

Gin has transferred the research data of Miyano Shiho's medicine to his own organization for research. The current results are similar to Miyano Shiho's. There is no way to guarantee that people can 100% regress to their infancy.

so……

Gin took three sticks of incense and inserted them into the incense burner in the lounge.

He could only pray to God and worship Buddha.

Witnessed Vodka passing by: “…”

What's in Big Brother's pocket? Where did Big Brother put such a long incense?

——

"Shinichi, are you telling the truth?!"

"You're right, Doctor. I saw these two people on the train with my own eyes, and I also know their code names... and the code names of their companions."

Next door to Kudo's house, at No. 22, Yoneka-cho 2-chome, is Dr. Agasa's residence.

Conan looked at the doctor seriously and exchanged the existing information with him.

"And there seems to be something strange inside this organization. There seems to be a rental relationship between different members..."

Conan told Dr. Ari all his speculations, including Gin's original words that he had eavesdropped on.

If Gin knew that Conan was so delusional about the organization, he would probably laugh out loud...

However, what Dr. Ali cares more about is not the names of these wines and the internal structure of the organization, "Then Shinichi, you should not have been discovered!"

Conan laughed silently and rolled his half-moon eyes: "If I am discovered, can I still show up here?"

The doctor was also concerned but confused. He also reacted after hearing this and rubbed the back of his head awkwardly, "That's right..."

"Besides, I always feel like something is wrong..."

Conan frowned, his intuition telling him that meeting these two men in black this time was no accident... but he also felt that this intuition was nonsense.

If it wasn't an accident, could it be that it was deliberately directed at him?

Conan had just laughed at himself when he suddenly remembered a detail in the car, which made him shudder instantly:

The man in black named Gin originally seemed to be going up with his companions, but in the end he was guarding the stairs... and even glanced at him!

Why did you look at him? Did you discover his identity? Or was he showing off to your companions? Or...

Conan's organization PTSD began to attack, and various conspiracy theories emerged in his mind.

"Oh! By the way, Shinichi, I made something interesting for you..."

The doctor happily went to get new equipment for Conan, but the latter himself was still wondering whether the man in black had discovered him...

"Those guys who ignore human life are so scary. I'd better not go to Xiaolan's place recently..."

Conan sighed sadly.

If it was really what he thought, and the black organization discovered that he had become smaller, then it would be dangerous to continue with Xiaolan...

Let's stay at the doctor's house for now.

Dr. Agasa: So love will disappear, right?

(End of chapter)