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

Chapter 72 Gin: It feels like something is wrong

Miyano Akemi watched Akai Shuichi drive away, and it was unknown how complicated her heart was.

But she had a bad feeling:

Maybe, she will never see her lover again.

…

After standing there for a while, Miyano Akemi suddenly came to her senses, shook off the random thoughts in her mind, and quickly drove back to her apartment.

The first time after returning, Miyano Akemi dialed a phone number from her landline.

After three rings, the phone was picked up:

"Hello?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Miyano Akemi smiled: "Shiho, it's me."

"Sister? Why did you call me?" Miyano Shiho on the other end was obviously surprised.

It is now 6 o'clock in the evening, and it seems that Miss Miyano is working hard overtime today.

Miyano Akemi was silent for a moment: "Shiho, you should stay at the company for the recent period and try not to come home..."

"...What's wrong?" Miyano Shiho's voice was very surprised, "Sister, you don't know how, did you bring that man home?"

Miyano Akemi: "..."

No, what on earth is going on in her sister’s mind! Bringing someone home...

Miyano Akemi's face instantly turned into a cloud of fire.

But after thinking about what someone just said to him, his heart quickly became depressed, and he forced a smile and said: "Well... you just take it as such, right?"

You can't tell Shiho about this, otherwise she will be implicated as well.

"Anyway, let's leave it at that. I'm sorry, Shiho..." Miyano Akemi pretended to be relaxed and hung up the phone.

After she put down the phone, she sat on the sofa next to her and looked at the ceiling blankly, not knowing where the future lay.

——

Miyano Shiho stared at the phone for a long time before putting it back suspiciously.

"Sister, something's not right today..." She frowned slightly.

Although her tone sounded calm, she seemed to hear a little nervousness in it...

"Should it be okay?"

Miyano Shiho thought for a while and couldn't think of anything fatal, so he continued to focus on his experimental project.

Just now, another white mouse showed signs of limb atrophy. She must find the factors that caused the mutation as soon as possible...

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The next day.

Gin continued to sit alone in the office playing Minesweeper, his eyes rolling up to the sky.

Why hasn’t the vodka come back yet?

I can’t make calls to my own people, I can’t send emails, nothing happens to the organization, and the company computer can’t download games...

When Gin was in a state of impatience, his hand slipped and he accidentally clicked on thunder, directly 'Game over'...

Gin: "..."

So angry!

When he started scanning again with a grimace, an email notification popped up in the lower right corner.

I took a quick look and saw that the mouse was a little crooked and exploded again.

Gin: "..."

He wanted to see who the blind guy was who was interrupting his game!

Gin opened the mailbox with air-conditioning, and his mind froze when he saw the sender and the content clearly.

Why is it Shuichi Akai again?

Gin curled his lips, glanced at the content casually, then raised his eyebrows and read the last paragraph again:

[...The traitor once stayed in the factory where Kir discovered the undercover agent two years ago. I found some terrible traces here. I hope you can come over, Gin. I want to talk to you in person...

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"...The factory where Keir discovered the undercover agent was. Isn't that the factory warehouse next to the Japanese TV station?" Gin knocked on the table.

Is this really an undercover agent?

As soon as this idea came up, Gin himself rejected it:

No...if he was an undercover agent, Akai Shuichi wouldn't be so persistent in pursuing his colleagues.

And what traces were found, were they the traces from the past, or were they left by the fugitive intelligence team leader?

Gin rolled his eyes, "I can't speak clearly..."

Forget it, I have nothing to do now anyway, why not just go and have a look.

Shirley is sensible now and won't submit an application for early leave just because she has nothing to do. It's not a big problem to leave temporarily, and the Japanese TV station is not too far from here.

After instructing the security personnel to guard the building, Gin went to the underground parking lot to get his car.

However……

Just as he was about to get into the driver's seat, something suddenly dawned on him:

"No, this guy is also an undercover agent!"

Qin, who was suffering from Alzheimer's disease, knocked on her head fiercely and leaned on the steering wheel helplessly.

He was stupid again and accidentally thought Shuichi Akai was one of his own...

Gin quickly ate a piece of coffee candy to calm down his shock. After thinking carefully about the emails sent by Shuichi Akai in the past two months, he fully realized the seriousness of the problem: "Is this guy fishing?"

I used to be very obsessed with undercovers. After winning the title of undercover capture expert, I made up an unfounded undercover...

"If you still ask me out for a talk, it's a shame."

Gin squinted his eyes, thought of a possibility, and called Vodka:

"Vodka, did Rai call you today?"

Vodka reacted for three seconds to the questioning tone: "Ah? Oh! Yes, Lai asked me if I was in the company, so I said, brother, you are here. If you have anything to do, please contact me..."

Gin: "..."

Okay, the case has been solved, Akai Shuichi is targeting him.

The sudden fire in the warehouse managed by Vodka was probably caused by this guy, right? Otherwise, why did you choose to call Vodka who was not in the company instead of calling him directly?

What a scheming dog!

Gin grinded his teeth and showed a cruel smile: "It seems that the intelligence team leader should be dead..."

Looking for an undercover agent or something is probably just a pretense. Akai Shuichi did this deliberately, just like him doing a mission to stir up trouble.

Gin couldn't guarantee that all of his guesses were correct, but it was probably close to home - Akai Shuichi was either trying to catch him or try to trick him.

No matter what it is, since Gin knows it all, it's impossible for him to bump into it stupidly...

Gin flipped through the contact list in his mind and sighed, "I can only find him."

Call:

"Lord Gin, what do you need from me?"

"I need you to help me with something, Daiquiri. I don't need to be a member of the organization, I can call anyone. Help me look at the factory to the west of Rimai TV Station..."

——

In the center of Tokyo, the old factory warehouse in the west of Nippon TV Station.

Two years ago, the undercover agent named Bentang died here...

In a warehouse filled with groceries, Shuichi Akai leaned against the wall and looked at the time on his watch from time to time.

"It's been half an hour..."

Akai Shuichi closed his eyes, nourishing his mind and calming his mind.

Although Gin said he would come over, but...

'Clang——!'

The sound of heavy objects hitting the iron shelves resounded in the warehouse, instantly alerting Shuichi Akai and——

"Wha, what's the sound?!"

Behind those abandoned industrial products, two or three foreigners poked their heads out in shock.

The one who shouted was a medium-haired man with a square face.