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

Chapter 23 Today’s undercover agents are not very dedicated

Hearing Gin's cold voice, Clarett did not dare to neglect and quickly explained:

"I'm really sorry, Gin-sama, because I happened to be on a mission and am currently in Shizuoka. I'm not very familiar with the following members. The person who caused the problem is in Tokyo, so I contacted you immediately after receiving the report.

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Once the core members discover that there is a problem with a member, they should immediately send someone to monitor it. At the same time, they should check the accuracy of the intelligence themselves to prevent the people below from colluding... Of course, if they trust the people below enough and the information is true, they can also directly ask the peripheral members to go there.

Clean up.

Clarett's tone was anxious.

Although she is from Pisk's side, in Japan, Gin is No. 1, not to mention that Pisk is also a decentralizer——

Delegators are the name for a type of people in the organizational system. The organization can be roughly divided into two categories. One is the senior management directly under the boss, and the other is the person who is given power by the boss. Gin, for example, belongs to the former.

Pisk, on the other hand, falls into the latter category.

Belmod, who has been in contact with gin before, also belongs to the former, while the rum he mentioned comes second.

Nominally speaking, the status of the direct subordinates and the decentralized persons are equal, but in practice, the direct subordinates have more freedom than the decentralized persons, and they also exert more pressure on the decentralized persons.

That's why Clarett chose to contact Gin directly instead of Pisk...

There was nothing wrong with Clarett's statement - Gin had verified her actions through the organization's database at the time of her report.

But Gin's bad tone is not because of Clarett, but...

"Can these undercover agents be more dedicated?"

Gin sighed helplessly in his heart, calmed down, and then said to Clarett: "I understand, please report this person's information and location to me, as well as your previous contact person."

"Yes! The member in question is named Mizuna Reina. He has left Nippon Television Station and moved to the West Industrial Zone. The contact person for the report is..."

Gin held the phone between his legs, taking notes with one hand, and sending a message on the pager with the other hand, "I got it, I'll go check it out."

"Thank you very much, Lord Gin!"

Clarett said a few more words very gratefully.

After Gin hung up the phone, he immediately sent another email to the unscrupulous boss, copying Clarett's description, and then repeated the same trick and set up a scheduled email.

After putting on his clothes, Gin called out for vodka with an expressionless face: "I'm gone, and I'm back to life again."

Every time I clean up an undercover agent, I feel very unhappy.

"Okay big brother..."

The vodka followed up with a splash.

Gin glanced at the closed laboratory and didn't have time to explain to Shirley. He was working overtime anyway, so he could leave whenever he wanted...

But after getting in the car, Gin suddenly had a fantastic idea. He sent a message to Shuichi Akai, and received a reply quickly. He turned to Vodka: "Vodka, go to 3rd Street to pick up someone first."

He didn't forget what the unscrupulous boss said. He often took Shuichi Akai out for a walk on large or small tasks. Why not take him with him this time to remind him of the consequences of being exposed...

A while ago, Akai Shuichi was a bit arrogant and dared to ask him anything - luckily it was Gin. At most, he would just give him a cold look and tell him not to ask. A truly loyal minister would have put this shelf on the guillotine long ago.

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Shuichi Akai, who was having a meal at home, was actually a little depressed when he received the news.

"Akai-kun?" A man wearing a peaked cap and whose face could not be seen clearly stood opposite Shuichi Akai and lowered his voice, "Did something happen?"

"Ah, suddenly there is a mission... I will leave first, and I will leave the information here for next time."

Shuichi Akai pulled up the collar of his windbreaker, put on his sunglasses, and prepared to sneak back to his residence - his current location was an unknown alley.

The unknown person who contacted him was a little nervous: "It's not us who were exposed..."

Akai Shuichi smiled confidently: "No, if it is exposed, Gin cannot directly summon me."

If exposed, there is a high probability that they will be surrounded by this time...

"Stop talking, I have to go back quickly. I'm afraid that guy will be here soon."

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An idle warehouse in the West Industrial Zone near Rimai TV Station.

A very calm-looking middle-aged man in a suit stood in the warehouse, glancing at his watch from time to time, as if waiting for someone.

Not long after, there was a sound of "ta, da" footsteps coming from far and near, all the way to the warehouse.

The middle-aged man raised his head, and when he saw the person coming, his eyes were a little complicated...

"Father!" The other party said in surprise when he saw the middle-aged man.

The visitor was a woman, wearing blue-gray business attire, her hair was combed into a neat high ponytail, her raised eyelids and delicate makeup made her look more mature.

And she and this middle-aged man were actually a father and daughter.

"How's it going? You're not being followed, are you?" The middle-aged man stepped forward and looked at his daughter up and down.

"Well, I specially picked it during the TV series recording time..." the woman said, taking out a photo from her arms, "This is the new contact person, called 'Barney', he will be here soon..."

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"Did you come directly?"

The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly condensed.

The woman replied: "...Yes, I told the TV station that I planned to take an hour's rest. This place is not far from the station..."

The middle-aged man's expression was still serious: "Have you changed your clothes?"

"No, it's still the same as at work..."

The woman was a little confused. At this time, her father raised his hands and put them on her shoulders: "Don't move."

"Eh?"

The woman didn't understand: "Dad...there's nothing?"

"No, there is a transmitter... look." The middle-aged man found a transmitter the size of a fingernail from his daughter's overlapping collar.

"...How could it be!?" The woman's face instantly turned ugly, "But I have never been tricked into doing this before..."

The middle-aged man held the transmitter, his heart sank to the bottom, but he still remained calm on the surface.

"The organization's caution is unprecedented. They have special surveillance methods for newcomers. I'm afraid this thing was installed by members of the organization without your knowledge..."

The middle-aged man obviously knows the behavior of the black organization very well.

But after listening to her father's explanation, the woman was completely stunned...

Fortunately, they all heard the sound of a car's engine.

"This voice... is that adult's Porsche." The middle-aged man closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his eyes were full of determination, "Then, this is the only way!"

"Woo?!"

To the woman's surprise, her father suddenly punched her in the abdomen...

The strong pain made the woman unable to straighten her waist instantly: "Dad...Dad, what are you going to do!"

"Hold it, this is the only way I can save you..."

The middle-aged man installed a silencer on his pistol and fired several shots at his daughter... However, none of the shots hit the vital point.

"It hurts!" the woman frowned and cried out.

After firing the gun, the middle-aged man bit his wrist hard to create a gap, and then pressed his wrist hard against his daughter's mouth, "Listen clearly, you will do as I say in a moment..."

You will be persecuted even if you fish in water.

(End of chapter)