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

Chapter 221 Three Wine Meeting

"Gone?"

There are several question marks over both Gin and Chablis.

Why is it becoming supernatural again?
"…Probably, when I was walking to my target this morning, the bus I was riding was robbed."

Vermouth curled her lips.

She felt that she was very lucky...she could even encounter something like a carjacking.

But thinking about the people in the car at the time, she felt that the robbers were very lucky - especially the man in a vest sitting on the right, who gave people a very weird feeling.

"Carjacked? You?" Gin was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help laughing, "Those robbers are really unlucky."

According to Vermouth, there was an FBI agent in the car besides her...

Vermouth gave him a resentful look and said, "Don't laugh... That's what I'm talking about. The two robbers were knocked down by a strange man, and I can't tell who that man is."

"Ms. Vermouth, why don't you tell me in detail?"

Chablis showed some interest now, he supported his chin with both hands, his eyes sparkling.

“…There’s nothing much to elaborate on.” Vermouth pondered for a moment and shook her head. “That man has white hair and is incredibly agile… He seems to be as good as you, Gin.”

Gin snorted.

A head of white hair? Isn't that Lie? His skills are worse than Lie's, how is that possible?

Chablis heard this and looked at Gin thoughtfully.

Gin's skills are indeed quite good. At that time, the broken bridge below the annex was about seven or eight meters away, and Gin went straight across without even a running start.

So from this point of view, the person that Vermouth was talking about should be of the same level?

“Moreover, that man looks like he has killed someone. He is definitely not an ordinary person.” Vermouth looked very heavy both in expression and in heart.

Judging from the attitudes of other people, this white-haired 'Mr. Lin' is very familiar with her 'cool guy' and 'angel'...

What does it mean for such a dangerous person to be so close to her two babies? Could he be from the FBI?
“That’s the guy.” Vermouth took out a photo from inside her clothes and placed it on the table. “I didn’t have time to take photos of the other two people, but one of them has very obvious features, long black hair, a scar on his face, and looks very young.”

"The other one, I suspect, is from the FBI, but I can't figure out the man with white hair and the man with long black hair, but they both look dangerous to me."

Vermouth's voice was solemn.

Gin waited until Chablis had finished looking at the photo before he pretended to pick it up and study it.

Looking at the familiar white hair in the photo, he forced himself not to laugh...

The one with white hair is Lie, then the one with long black hair and scar on face is definitely Jing.

He remembered that he asked Jing to protect Shirley, so rounding it off, Shirley was also in the car.

Gin: "..."

My goodness, this robber has such good luck!
“Well, I was planning to talk to Gin about this.” Vermouth said, looking relaxed. “Since you’re here, Chablis, why don’t we discuss how to deal with these FBI guys?”

Chabli smiled and said, "But didn't you say there were two other people whose origins you didn't know?"

Vermouth rested her chin on her hand: "Indeed...but we can't just leave the FBI alone, right? My deployments that are still in the United States told me that the FBI has been very quiet in the United States recently, abnormally quiet..."

"Oh? So, they might move to Japan?" Chablis narrowed his eyes and scratched the table with his fingers.

You can see that he is a little excited.

“It’s very possible.” Vermouth picked up the wine glass. “Besides, I’m currently targeting no less than ten FBI members… Such a dense number of members doesn’t fit their usual style.”

"Yeah, they never put all their eggs in one basket."

Gin finally spoke, took out a stick, tore open the package, and put it in his mouth.

"Vermouth found ten people nearby, so there are probably nearly a hundred FBI people in Tokyo watching us." "Hey? You know Gin very well." Chablis targeted Gin again.

Gin remained calm, "Who said that most of those undercover agents are from the FBI?"

He was not saying this nonsense. In the past, the FBI had the most undercover agents, and the others had to take a back seat.

When it comes to undercover, the topic goes off topic again:
"By the way, Gin, I heard that your group is the birthplace of undercover agents?"

"That's nonsense."

"No, no, no, I've looked at the data. In the past ten years, you've cleared out more undercover agents than all other places combined..."

"so?"

"So I'm curious why you have so many undercover agents in your group."

Chablis smiled harmlessly, like a fox.

Even Vermouth couldn't help but look over.

There are indeed a lot of undercover agents in Gin's group...but as far as she knows, many of the undercover agents only showed up after Gin took office, and were then cleared out by Gin, so they were not counted as being put in by Gin.

"...How should I know?" Gin was speechless about Chablis's groundless suspicion. He glanced at him coldly and said, "If I knew why there were so many undercover agents, there would be no undercover agents now."

Those undercover agents like to hang out with his group, what can he do?
Pisk's side has been passed down for so long, and all the people under him are family forces;
What about him?

After taking office, some people couldn't hold back. After killing some terrifying monkeys, some undercover agents with insufficient self-control jumped out, so he had no choice but to continue killing...

That person died, shouldn't he be compensated?
The direct subordinates cannot develop a family-like power, and personnel can only be transferred from the base or recruited on the spot...

Isn't he the only one with a gap?

So Gin thought it was normal that there were so many undercover agents in his team.

"Oh, okay, that's true." Chablis shrugged and took a sip of the drink he had just ordered. "But, before that 'Rye', it seems you cleaned up someone?"

Gin frowned and thought about it for a moment, then let go, "That's not my cleanup, it's Rye's, codename is 'Scotch'."

At this time, Vermouth suddenly looked at Chablis with some confusion in her eyes.

"Oh, yes, Scotland." Chablis clapped his hands. "I remember there was a Bourbon too?"

"Bourbon went to the United States before, and has been following me for the past two years. He seems to be very obsessed with Rye."

Vermouth interjected, raising her eyelids, "What's the problem, Chablis?"

Why does she feel that this crazy alcoholic has been targeting Gin?
"Of course there is!"

Chablis straightened his face.

"Look, all three of them are whiskey..."

Vermouth frowned: "So?"

"Look, two of the three are traitors and undercovers, so the remaining one must also be problematic!"

Belmode: "..."

This guess doesn't make sense.

Gin: "..."

Although it doesn't make sense, it was an outrageous guess.

Vodka: "..."

Is there no one who pays attention to him?

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(End of this chapter)