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

Chapter 45 Belmode’s London Fishing Plan

The best thing about it is winter, when black clothes and fake wine are everywhere.

1991, early January.

This is the favorite time period for members of the organization, because they can wrap themselves into black bears, brown bears or polar bears at will...

But Belmode felt a little cold.

She hasn't been to Europe for a long, long time, and has spent most of her time in North America, which is much drier than the UK.

As soon as she got off the plane, she felt a damp and cold air, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

…

Belmode, like gin, is wine... Bah, they are both confidants of the boss of the organization, and their status in the boss's heart may be a little higher than that of gin.

From the appearance point of view, Belmode herself tends to have a European appearance, with very three-dimensional facial features and large wavy light golden hair stuck to both sides of her cheeks, which makes her face a bit petite.

The slightly raised corners of the eyes coupled with the aqua blue eyes, and the frown, reveal a variety of charm that is fascinating——

The above content is from the perspective of Calvados.

In reality, although Belmod is beautiful, he is freezing.

When walking with Calvados, there was something fierce in her eyebrows that made those who saw her dare not look at her.

Not to mention that Belmode was accompanied by a tall 'bodyguard'...

"I'm a little uncomfortable with the British climate... Calvados, why don't you go have a glass of wine to warm yourself up?"

Belmode looked to the side with a smile at the 'bodyguard' who was wrapped tightly in a hat, sunglasses, and scarf.

Calvados stopped a taxi and bowed very gentlemanly: "If it is you, I will accompany you, dear lady."

His tone was so serious that Gin would definitely want to hit him after hearing it - why did he act so carelessly when talking to him?

Belmode was amused by Calvados and laughed a few times - she was very familiar with Gin, and Gin also knew her through Calvados' bottom, so she felt that Calvados was a bit cute in contrast.

But after getting in the car, both of them changed into serious expressions: "Go to No. 103 Locke Street."

…

The two went to the temporary base to put down their luggage first, and then chose a nearby bar to drink.

Because the members of the organization all have wine names, every time they drink, someone will always think about what their name is...

Do you want to drink yourself or others?

Calvados actually wanted to order a 'Vermouth', but he was worried that he would be beaten for doing so, so he ordered one himself.

And Belmod ordered himself very casually - why would you drink someone else's drink? Doesn't it taste good to drink yourself?

only……

After drinking for a while, Belmode finally couldn't bear it anymore.

She looked at Calvados, who let out a sigh of relief with every sip, and her aqua blue eyes were full of confusion: "Do you taste so good?"

"Pfft-cough cough cough..." Calvados choked, and bile almost burst out of his mouth.

After he lamented that his personality had collapsed a little, when he saw Belmode smiling again, he immediately felt that his collapse was worth it.

As a result, he gradually became more confident, took another small sip of wine, and whispered in Japanese (originally in English): "Actually, when we were in Japan, the gin boss didn't let us drink..."

"oh?"

Belmode blinked in surprise, "Why?"

"Because the gin boss said that for the sake of health, alcohol damages the liver..."

Belmod: "..." What Gin said always seems to make sense.

"Also..." Calvados held the wine glass carefully, "The gin boss said that drivers are not allowed to drink. This can reduce the risk of traffic accidents."

Although he was often out of tune and often did trivial tasks (increasing Gin's work pressure), he still remembered what Gin said.

Belmode: "..."

I have to say that Gin is really... well, really strict in terms of risk control.

'It seems that if you go to Japan in the future, you must not buy a car!'

Belmode thought about it for a moment, and suddenly felt a little sorry for Calvados - this kid didn't drink much at first glance, so what's the matter?

"Then you can drink today. I'll treat you." Belmode was very generous.

Calvados was overjoyed, but he did not forget the current situation. After finishing a drink, he stopped and said, "By the way, Belmode, what exactly do you want me to do in this operation?"

"It's very simple...but it may not be successful."

Belmod smiled slightly, took out two photos from his inner pocket and handed them over.

"I will pretend to be a man, and then try to seduce this woman. If that woman appears, you just...bang~"

Belmode narrowed one eye and pointed at the photo with a hand gesture.

"Will this woman appear?" Calvados looked at the curly-haired woman in the photo and silently noted her appearance and characteristics.

Belmode smiled and shook his head: "I don't know... We currently don't know the whereabouts of this woman. She disappeared with the man. But our people got the news here and found that both of them were SIS and were somewhat involved in that incident.

Investigation into the matter, so to be on the safe side, it is best to get rid of this woman and their son..."

Calvados moved closer curiously: "That thing?"

"Ah~ things in the United States are more involved, so don't worry too much... If you want to know, you can ask Gin when you go back, he is also an insider."

Belmod smiled and didn't reveal any news.

A mystic full of mystery... Many people in the organization don't like this style, but Calvados is fascinated by this kind of Bermod.

——

Japan, north of Tokyo, near Ibaraki Town, Miyu City.

On a single-family building far away from the highway, Gin looked at the vehicles on the highway with a high-power lens, while the phone in his hand was still on the phone.

"Attention, Rai, the target vehicle is approaching, about five hundred yards away from you..."

"learn."

The next second, the two hung up the phone at the same time with a tacit understanding.

On the highway, a car with a flat tire was parked on the side of the road. Shuichi Akai stood on the route, staring closely at the passing vehicles.

It's snowing today and there aren't many cars on the road. It often takes several minutes to pass one. It's an excellent hunting opportunity.

Akai Shuichi counted silently for a few seconds, then showed the organization's signature sneer and looked at the silver car that was gradually driving towards this direction at high speed.

'Three hundred yards to go...'

There happened to be no other vehicles passing by at this time, so it was a good opportunity.

I saw Shuichi Akai suddenly walking to the middle of the road and waving to the silver car.

Gin, who saw this scene through the magnifying glass, curled his lips with disdain, remembering what this guy said to him before carrying out this mission:

'If the target is traveling fast, my hit rate will be very low. In order to ensure the completion of the mission, I have an idea...'

Gin was scornful inwardly.

Isn't it too late to say that you are weak now? And why do people in sniper cars have to hit the head? Wouldn't hitting the gas tank and spinning the wheels cause a traffic accident?

But Gin didn't say anything at that time and let Shuichi Akai play on his own.

In fact, Cabei is quite good (guessing)

(End of chapter)