Conan: I'm Not a Model Worker in the Winery

Chapter 169: Dramatic Gin

"Gin? Gin? Sorry, this is the first time I've heard of this name."

Kudo Yusaku narrowed his eyes.

This person is indeed from the organization that Shinichi mentioned...but why does the other party think he knows this code name?
"Didn't Conan tell you last time at the Rice Flower Hotel? Don't pretend to be ignorant here."

Gin glanced at the couple with a half-smile, successfully making the latter two feel a chill down their spines.

Kudo Yusaku's face was solemn: "Sure enough, you have been monitoring him..."

He could hear from Gin's tone that he was not trying to trick them... he had already made up his mind about this matter.

In other words, the fact that Conan has become smaller can no longer be concealed.

But it seems that the eyes he kept last time did come in handy, causing the other party to come looking for him first...

It is said that the eyes are the windows of the soul.

But Gin didn't see anything in Kudo Yusaku's eyes at all. He just judged the other person's thoughts from the tone of his voice and the possible thoughts of a father.

"Don't get me wrong. It's my personal behavior to monitor him." Gin waved his hand and said directly, "I know what you are worried about... But don't worry, I am the only one in the organization who knows that he has become smaller. After all, I was the one who fed him the medicine."

Kudo Yusaku, who was still thinking about how to save Conan's life, was slightly startled:
Why does it feel like he said this... as if he knew from the beginning that Shinichi would become smaller?
"So, what does Mr. Gin want?"

Kudo Yusaku frowned, unable to guess what Gin was trying to do for a moment.

Gin took off his hat and pulled down his collar, revealing his overly young face, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised:

"I heard...you know someone from Interpol?"

"Yusaku..." Kudo Yukiko gently pulled Kudo Yusaku, with a worried look on her face.

Kudo Yusaku held Kudo Yukiko's hand, shook his head, and then looked at Gin, "Yes, I do know someone from Interpol, and about the antidote for that drug..."

"You don't have to tell me what you made up."

Gin picked up a novel on the table and looked at the author's name. It was written by Kudo Yusaku himself.

With the idea of ​​taking a look when he was bored, Gin opened the first page and started browsing, saying:

"I personally monitored the development of that drug, and I know how complex its ingredients are... It would be impossible to develop an antidote without the original drug formula."

Kudo Yusaku's eyes darkened.

Even this was seen through? Who exactly is this person called Gin?
"I have no ill intentions. You don't have to keep looking at me like a criminal." Gin could feel Yusaku's vigilance without even looking up. "I just want to give you some information about the organization and ask you to pass it on to Interpol."

"Leaking information?" Kudo Yusaku's eyes narrowed slightly, "Are you trying to deal with Interpol?"

Gin: "..."

No, why would Kudo Yusaku think so?
Suddenly, Gin realized a serious problem, raised his head and said seriously: "I just went to Kawahara and Pinggan...didn't I tell you about our organization?"

Damn it, didn’t he ask Ryohei Kamikawa to reveal some information about the Five-Star Group when necessary to relax the two people’s vigilance?

"…Not really. Mr. Kamikawa said you would come to see us, as a big shot in the organization."

Kudo Yusaku didn't quite understand why Gin's expression suddenly became a little... sad.

Then, he saw Gin hugging half of his face speechlessly: "That idiot..."

The organization he mentioned is the Five Star Group, not the Black Organization...

...Huh? Wait, why did Ryohei Kamikawa think the organization he was talking about was the Black Organization?

Gin suddenly realized that he had overlooked an extremely serious problem.

Kudo Yusaku: "..."

what happened?
"Okay, let me introduce myself." Gin sighed, and the expression on his face began to become lazy. "You can call me 'Blade', the blade of the knife, not the name of the wine."

Question marks began to appear on the Kudo couple's faces.

"Also, I rounded it up and counted it as an old undercover."

Gin didn't mind revealing his identity at all, but he felt helpless: "I asked you to reveal the information to Interpol not to deal with them... but to allow those agencies to deal with the organization."

There were even more question marks on the Kudo couple's faces.

Wait a minute, there is a lot of information in this sentence...

So, the man in front of him should be the one that Shinichi mentioned, the man from the organization that made him smaller, and he is actually an undercover agent?
"...Mr. Gin, it's not that I don't believe what you said, but...which country and department do you belong to?"

Kudo Yusaku's frown was never shown.

According to normal logic, which undercover agent would expose his true identity and tell someone who is not sure of his camp that he is an undercover agent?

Gin picked up the book again and turned the page, "I, I belong to the camp."

This book is quite good... He is worthy of being a novelist, much better than a certain author.

Kudo Yusaku: "...?"

Is this person really reliable?
Gin raised his head and saw deep suspicion in the other person's eyes. He curled his lips and said, "I say, after all, I sent someone to protect your son for so long. Do you have to be so wary of me?"

"...You, sent someone to protect Shinichi?" Kudo Yusaku suddenly had a terrible guess, "Mr. Kamikawa... Could it be that you noticed Shinichi three years ago?"

"That's about right." Gin temporarily closed the book and put it on his lap. "I sent two people to protect him... Are you touched?"

Yusaku Kudo: I dare not.

He only felt threatened by the other party's words.

"Mr. Gin, just tell me what you want." Kudo Yusaku sighed.

Well, it seems that my son has been targeted for a long time...but it's too early, isn't it?

And now there are people specifically supervising it, and I don’t know who the two people the other party is talking about are?
Qin could tell that Kudo Yusaku didn't trust him very much, and felt helpless - what could he do? He was just an innocent worker who was exploited!
Sighing, Gin said seriously: "I need you to tell Interpol for me... Of course, if you know the FBI or CIA... The Japanese Public Security Bureau is also OK, tell them, and make them believe that the organization is making a big move."

"'That black organization seems to have plans to control Japanese politics recently, and is now planning to eliminate uncontrollable factors'... Just say that, and they will believe it."

Kudo Yusaku was silent for a while, "But where did I get the information from?"

Gin's face showed a tragic look: "Just say that an undercover agent told you the news before he died."

Kudo Yusaku: "..."

This man named Gin is quite dramatic.

"...I will try to tell you." Kudo Yusaku looked at him seriously, "But you have to ensure my son's safety."

He felt that Gin's words were true and false, and he couldn't figure out the other person's background.

(End of this chapter)