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

Chapter 6 Scotland: The world is too dark

Gin came to his senses and remembered the address on the email.

"...1D19M7, Scotland is really good at intelligence."

This string of task codes was created by Gin. It is actually [month + D (Day) date + task nature + serial number].

Whenever he has time, Gin will update these tasks on his notes and on his computer. If he records them in this way, it will not be easy to get confused.

And today is only the 17th, and Scotland’s intelligence work will not be confirmed until the day after tomorrow...

Really efficient.

Something might have happened...

Gin tried calling Vodka but didn't get through. He also used a pager to send the mission code, but didn't get a response. He also called the base station in Scotland but didn't get through.

——These two people have lost contact.

The possibility of something happening is as high as 99.999%...

"...Interesting, Tai Sui is causing trouble."

Gin showed his cold white teeth.

On the organization's territory, he wanted to see who dared to touch his subordinates!

Gin quickly wrote an email and sent it to the boss, then wrote another email and set it to be sent automatically in ten minutes. Then he put on his hat and slammed the door.

…

Seven minutes later.

The only computer that was on had a message beep.

An email was sent to Gin's mailbox:

[Do what you want——****]

Three minutes later...

【Follow your will, Boss——Gin】

The next moment, some program seemed to be activated on the computer and it shut down automatically...

Gin:Plan pass.

To be honest, Gin has basically figured out the boss's behavior pattern...Only a fool would be in front of the computer, eagerly waiting for the boss to reply.

…

Honshita Town, 1-chome Street 2.

This is a relatively remote neighborhood in Tokyo. The sky is clear and the sun has not set yet, but there is only white snow on the roads and there are almost no pedestrians.

Before, Gin would have been surprised that there seemed to be fewer and fewer people in Japan.

But now he won't - where the God of Death is, how can you expect so many people?

However, someone did want to develop this place before. The real estate company also built several apartment buildings here and even wanted to build a shopping mall...

But for some unknown reason, it has not been built yet.

The organization's base station here is an apartment purchased from a real estate company, and even the basement of an abandoned building that has not yet been built has been hollowed out to store supplies.

——The above information was copied from the computer into Gin’s mind before departure.

What a joke, how could he, the dignified Gin, the general manager of Japan, remember all the information about every little place?

Don't even think about it, he doesn't want to be bald yet.

Gin parked the car on the street a little further away and walked to the apartment building.

Parked in front of the apartment was a familiar car - a Porsche 914.

Look at the license plate again...

Gin sighed: Good guy, isn't this Vodka's car?

"The smell of prey..."

Gin looked up at the apartment building where no lights were on, narrowed his eyes, and a sneer appeared on his face.

When he is away from home, he always maintains the persona of a cold killer.

…

The apartment building has ten floors and is equipped with an elevator, but Ginjiu didn't take it.

After entering the elevator, he quickly pressed each floor, then quickly slipped out and ran into the stairwell.

——The Vodka car is parked here, which means that there is a high probability that people will still be here. If something happens, there is a high probability that people will still be in the building...

If there were really enemies, anyone with a little bit of brains would be able to guard the elevator, and just go up and be a target...

An entire apartment building is a 'base station'.

Gin judged that even if someone discovered Scotch and Vodka, they would not know that the entire building was connected.

‘Dingling~’

After going up to the 10th floor, Gin threw a coin to test.

There was no movement.

Gin narrowed his eyes, took out his pistol and loaded it, and walked out of the stairwell slowly...

...there really is no one.

Coming out of the stairwell was the corridor facing the street. Gin took out a piece of iron wire and skillfully opened the door on the far left - as a killer, he not only had to learn to fly a plane but also learn to open a lock. It was really difficult for him.

Entering the apartment, Gin walked around the neat room, staring at the bookcases with scattered books, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

——

Fifth floor.

In the cramped single room, seven or eight gangsters dressed in slutty clothes and four men in suits stared fiercely at the two people tied to the chairs.

One of the people tied to the chair was a strong man wearing a black suit, courtesy and sunglasses; the other had short black hair and was wearing a casual jacket. Even with a thin beard on his face, he still looked pretty.

A handsome man.

These two people are the lost vodka and Scotland.

Being stared at by more than a dozen people and restricted in their movements, neither of them seemed very nervous.

"I'm sorry Vodka... I've caused trouble for you." Scotland looked embarrassed.

If he hadn't believed the lies of that peripheral member, they wouldn't have been tricked...

But who would have thought that a peripheral member would rebel against him and even call in the local gang.

Vodka shook his head. In fact, he was also annoyed, "No, I don't blame you. I didn't check the spot in advance..."

The elder brother always asked him to confirm again and again before taking action, but he always found it troublesome and did not do it.

If he had called Scotland to confirm the situation before taking action, and then checked the other floors of the apartment after arriving here, this matter would not have happened...

The general situation is:

When Scotland was confirming the situation of a blackmail target, a peripheral member responsible for temporarily monitoring the M7 target suddenly told him that there was a situation.

So Scotland immediately ran to the base closest to the target to confirm.

After finding out that there was indeed a problem with the M7, Scotland immediately stated that he would contact his superior, that is, Gin.

The peripheral members were a little panicked upon hearing this, and in panic they launched a surprise attack on Scotland...

But Scotland is not a vegetarian. Even though he is an intelligence agent, his force value is not low, and he easily subdued this peripheral member - but the email has been sent, and Scotland plans to edit a new email.

At this moment, the unexpected happened: this peripheral member actually hooked up with the mission target, and also contacted the local gang to come over.

At that time, Scotland deeply felt the malice from the world.

He can probably do one against three and one against five...

But if there are more than ten or twenty at once, do you still have any in your hand...

Scotland: I choose death.

Of course, death is not dead - the peripheral member actually wants to escape from the organization, but does not want to offend the organization to death; and the mission target is the person who wants to kill the organization.

Then the two sides broke up.

Then the guards discovered the vodka. Scotland originally wanted to send a warning, but was knocked unconscious by the keen gangster...

After waking up, he found that Vodka had also been poisoned and tied to him...

Really brothers in need.

So now, these gangs are watching them to prevent them from escaping, and the gang leaders outside are still doing Tai Chi with the mission targets and peripheral members, trying to get more benefits.

Just when Scotland and Vodka were thinking of countermeasures, suddenly a gangster rushed in from outside:

"Boss! Someone is coming in and taking the elevator up!"

Vodka and Scotch ears twitched at the same time.

"What?" The gang leader outside was startled and immediately responded, "Let's go! Except for a few watchers, the others are following me to block people..."

Hula~

Suddenly, most of the gangsters in the living room left, leaving only the dozen or so people looking at vodka and Scotland.

Vodka: “…”

Could it be that Big Brother is here? It's over, he's going to be scolded...

Scotland:"……"

It couldn't have been Gin coming...but what a coincidence, he was almost able to cut the rope.

ah~Scotch!

(End of chapter)