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

Chapter 255 Gin: Vodka encountered a ghost? !
Refusing to drink and drive is the principle that Gin has always adhered to.

After replying to Vodka, he continued to check the emails of other members.

Soon, the reason for the sudden increase in emails was found.

And this almost raised Gin's blood pressure:

——This Chablis guy actually swept the base in Yokohama! !
How did you sweep it?

Probably, those outlets that were open to the public were "kicked out" by Chablis. According to the members' description, it seemed that the other party had a bald head, smashed the store door with a hammer, and then held a list and asked the members if they had seen this person.

Some members also sent Gin the contents of the list that Chablis showed them.

Gin looked at the content in silence.

Isn't this the one of his subordinates who sent a message immediately after seeing Chablis coming and then hid himself?
I wasn’t caught by Chablis, it seems that the education of more than ten years was not in vain.

Fortunately, Chablis only had a list of names but no photos, so all he had to do was move his subordinate to another place.

Mainly, it’s about Chablis’s “challenging”…

Gin rubbed his head and sent a message to everyone, telling them not to bother with Chablis and let him do whatever he wanted.

Almost all of these messages were reporting on this matter, so Gin simply closed his email.

But just a moment after it was closed, Gin suddenly felt something was wrong.

"…Did I forget something?"

Gin stroked his chin and poured himself another glass of water.

Let him think about what was on his mind before he fell asleep...

"Oh, that guy Chablis went to Yokohama, Noah came to report, and then..."

As he recalled, Gin's drinking movements suddenly slowed down, his expression became gradually dazed, and he turned his head away stiffly like a rusty machine.

Autumn bean sack...

Didn’t Noah say that Conan had killed Itakura Taku?
Holy shit, who was the person who told Vodka to change the time? A ghost?

Gin was afraid that he might have been drowsy, so he quickly took out the email and read it again to make sure that Vodka did say that the time had been changed!

Was this an imposter? Or did Itakura Taku ask someone to trade on his behalf?

After being slightly startled for a moment, Gin immediately calmed down: there were members monitoring the area near the transaction location, so he was not afraid of the other party playing tricks.

When he looked at the time, Gin's mouth twitched twice.

Boy, it’s almost three in the morning… He slept a little too long.

"… Let's go and take a look."

Gin looked at the location of the vodka transaction, immediately put on his coat and hat, checked his personal belongings, and left the base immediately.

This mission is related to the issues he will report later, so there must be no mistakes...

However, judging from this situation, if the other party is the "middleman" that Itakura Taku had found in advance, then the software is likely still in the other party's hands, and perhaps he can consider keeping it for himself;

If someone is impersonating me...

What does that person want to do?
Gin had a cold expression and started the car silently, but there was something strange in his eyes:

It can't be that the FBI really came to interfere, right?

That's a bit far-fetched.

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It was almost four in the morning.

At the corner of the street from Xianqiao Station, a dark-colored sedan was parked on the side of the road.

A big man in black and sunglasses was standing next to the car, with a cigarette in his mouth and a cell phone in his hand, which he kept tapping.

After a long while, he stopped and poked his head towards the station.

"Not here yet? You're so slow."

Vodka muttered, put the cigarette butt into the ashtray in the car, and then put his hands in his pockets and slowly walked into the station. In a space underground, there were rows of coin-operated lockers that had not yet been used.

Vodka waved the flashlight around but didn't see a single figure. Just as he was about to lean against the wall and continue waiting, he accidentally saw a note stuck on the coin-operated cabinet that was agreed to be used for the transaction.

“…Is this a check?”

Vodka scratched his head.

This seems to be the reward promised to Itakura Taku before, right?

So, the software engineer arrived early and left his money behind... Is that also here?
Vodka opened the cabinet door and saw a plastic box containing a software CD lying quietly in the cabinet, and it was covered with tape all around to secure it.

Vodka: "..."

Why put the tape on it? It will only increase his workload.

Vodka tapped him twice, but because he was wearing gloves, it took him a long time to tear off the tape.

Helplessly, he had to take off his gloves and tear them off, while cursing at Itakura Taku in his heart...

Hearing the sound of him tearing off the tape, a figure hiding in the storage room smiled sinisterly, as if his plan had succeeded.

However, his smile froze the next moment——

"Vodka, what are you doing?"

The low and gloomy voice made the two people here shudder at the same time.

Especially the figure hiding in the dark, his breathing became a little rapid after his heartbeat stopped for a moment.

"Big, big brother?"

Vodka was just startled because he was very familiar with the voice.

Looking back, isn’t it my own eldest brother?
...

Gin actually came down after Vodka, and even watched Vodka tapping around in the cabinet from behind.

But because he didn't make any noise, no one noticed him.

"Brother, that guy Itakura Taku stuck the software in the cabinet. I'm..." Vodka said, pulling out the CD box in his hand, "This is it."

Gin raised an eyebrow and took the disc in his hand, "You didn't see anyone?"

"No, no." Vodka swallowed, "I think he should have arrived a long time ago, put the things here and left..."

"Did you see anyone?"

"No……"

Vodka lowered his head like a primary school student being scolded.

I always feel like my brother is in a bad mood right now...

Gin glanced at him, and with gloves on, he tore off all the remaining tape, then rubbed it a few times inside, closed the cabinet, and said angrily, "How long ago did you arrive nearby?"

Vodka shrank his head: "Five, more than five minutes..."

"This disc cannot have been in the cabinet for more than ten minutes." Gin shook the disc and taught Vodka earnestly, "There is still residual warmth on the disc, which means it has not been away from the holder for long... Did the monitoring members see anyone leave?"

"No... I haven't seen anyone come out for nearly ten minutes..."

"Oh?"

Gin rolled his eyes, and his voice became increasingly cold:

"Then that person should have entered here ten minutes ago and set up the scene."

He opened the CD case, checked it, took out a transmitter that was stuck with tape, and crushed it with a little force.

"The tape is to collect your fingerprints, and the transmitter in the disc is to track our location."

Gin checked the CD again, put it in his pocket and glanced into the darkness.

"That person is still here."

Today, it is Qin who can’t remember the plot (doge
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(End of this chapter)