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

Chapter 61 When will Belmod give him money?

"No need to thank you."

Gin felt very comfortable driving in the right lane, and his tone was much lighter: "Just remember to pay."

Don't waste any opportunity to gain the wool!

He is a professional who made his fortune by organizing wool.

Belmode smiled again: "Yes, yes... a big money fan, Mr. Gin? Are you in a good mood today?"

"Ah, it's a right-hand lane after all." Gin replied casually.

This caused Belmode to react for five seconds, followed by an uncontrollable laugh:

"Yes, yes, I heard Rum said that when you were in England, you drove him to the right lane..."

"...Shut up."

Gin's face turned dark.

He was a little embarrassed when he mentioned this... mainly because he was really quite upright at the time.

"Ah, are you angry?" Belmode seemed to have discovered something interesting.

Gin didn't want to continue talking nonsense with this woman, so he said straightforwardly: "Stop talking nonsense to me, Belmode, where is Calvados?"

"Tell him, I guess that fish will come back sooner or later, so I asked him to help me watch it in London for a while... What, do you miss him?"

"No, I just want to tell you that he has increased the price - the daily rent is five hundred thousand. You can calculate how much you have to pay me."

After saying the most important thing, Gin hung up the phone decisively.

If Belmode doesn't give him money anymore, he will go to the unscrupulous boss to report it.

Speaking of which, Gin's sudden appearance in the United States was entirely because Bellmode forgot to arrange something that she was involved in before going to London. In addition, since she was not in the United States, there was no guarantee that her subordinates would be as obedient as before...

…

So Belmode discussed it with the boss and asked Gin, who had a good relationship with her, to come over and temporarily take over.

In fact, it was just a matter of alternating time periods between action members and intelligence agents, as well as observing Rum by the way.

I spent a lot of money on gin and stayed in the United States for more than a week.

Before, Gin would have scolded him and helped him when this happened, but this time he was very happy to receive the assignment.

Just because of the Schindler Corporation development project...

Originally, Gin just planned to explore how far this artificial intelligence had been developed, but when someone below checked it out, he discovered that the developer was actually only 7 years old...

This aroused Gin's strong interest - even though he had been emo for a long time at the time.

So there was a series of unexpected situations in which Gin tricked the talented young man into entering the five-star group.

Now that the matter is done, Gin can go back to his hometown. After all, the United States belongs to Rum and Belmode, and he actually feels insecure if he stays here.

After driving the car to the airport parking lot, Gin made another call:

"Rum, the car has been left for you in the airport's underground parking space."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

An electronically synthesized sound similar to the boss came out from the phone.

After each person finished speaking, they all hung up.

Although the two are old acquaintances, their 'positions' are different, and in principle they are not allowed to have much communication except for tasks.

Get on the plane back to Japan.

Gin quickly fell asleep after sitting on his seat, and was not affected at all by the strange looks from other passengers flying up...

Isn't it normal to be surrounded by people when you wear a thick windbreaker and hat in the summer?

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Japan, Tokyo.

After Gin returned to Japan, the first thing he did was to take off all his clothes, then hide in the company and never come out again.

It was too hot and he couldn't stand it.

During the time when Gin was away from Japan, Vodka was helping out.

Of course, Gin still handles the trivial matters such as information integration and the like by himself. As long as he has a computer, replying to emails won't be a problem.

But the affairs of the five-star group can only be handled by Vodka. After all, if Gin uses a computer to send emails to people in the five-star group in the organization base, he will definitely die.

There is just a small problem...

——Gin’s subordinates basically send emails to Gin during the day, which is of course daytime in Japan.

So it became that when he was in the United States, he basically started sorting out the intelligence materials sent by members at 12 o'clock in the evening, and then continued to do it until 7 or 8 o'clock in the morning...

This damn jet lag!

Gin lay on the bed, poking at the villain crazily in his heart...

He didn't get enough sleep on the plane, so he came back to catch up on his sleep. There were no operational tasks during the dormant period anyway.

When Gin woke up again and walked out of the lounge wearing a vest.

In the office, Shirley grabbed a box of lunch from Vodka's hand confidently. When he was about to walk out, he happened to see Gin leaning against the cabinet and looking at him expressionlessly.

"Brother! You are back..."

There was indescribable sadness on Vodka's face wearing sunglasses.

The eldest brother is not at home, and Shirley is the king... He is called out by Shirley every day to buy breakfast, lunch, dinner and desserts, but he is too embarrassed to refuse.

He is too difficult.

but……

"Brother, when did you come back?" Vodka suddenly asked.

Gin glanced at Shirley, and after successfully keeping the latter in place, he calmly poured himself a glass of water: "Yesterday... in the evening, you happened to be away at that time."

"Also, Shirley." Gin took a sip of water and turned to stare at Miyano Shiho, "Have you written the research report last week?"

Miyano Shiho held the lunch box and said with a cold face: "No."

Why did this damn ice cube guy come back so quickly? She hasn't had enough time yet...

Gin was a little speechless at the confident Shirley.

"Remember this month's monthly summary report." Gin glanced at her, "Boss was very dissatisfied with your research progress before. Please pay attention to it yourself."

He was not bluffing anyone now, the unscrupulous boss had indeed expressed his dissatisfaction before.

"I see."

Miyano Shiho nodded lightly and stood at the door for a while.

Gin had already drank two glasses of water. Seeing that she was still dissatisfied, he slowly typed a question mark: "Is something wrong?"

Miyano Shiho was stunned, blinked, "...No."

It's strange. Didn't Gin always like to threaten her or her sister's personal safety before?

Transitioned?

Miyano Shiho left with full of doubts.

Seeing Miyano Shiho's expression of doubt about life, Gin couldn't help but wonder: Did he just say something wrong?

He really doesn't understand Shirley's brain circuit...

However, if Gin knew what Miyano Shiho was thinking, then Gin would definitely roll his eyes.

The main reason is that when Gin sees Miyano Shiho, he will think of the genius boy who was exploited by the Schindler Company.

In fact, what the organization does is similar to the Schindler Company, and they squeeze anyone they catch, which makes Gin feel a little guilty now - judging from Shirley's age, he is also exploiting child labor...

Gin drank three glasses of water and brewed a glass of wolfberry before slowly sitting in front of the computer and starting to work.

"Vodka, is there anything important happening in the team recently?"

"No, things have been pretty calm recently... Oh, there is just one member who I haven't heard from for several months. However, he did tell a little bit about the situation before, but he didn't say the details."

Vodka gives it a slight lift.

Gin made a move, "Which level is it and what's its name?"

"Um...it's the one you specially marked before, big brother. It has no rank, and its name is Kamikawa Ryohei."

Gin: "..."

Why does he feel that this name is familiar? Could it be that he has forgotten something again...

Damn it, I don’t think I have Alzheimer’s disease…

someone who is always forgotten

(End of chapter)