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

Chapter 442 Today's Gin Part-time Driver

"Long time no see, Gin."

After Anderburger made his teammates shut up again, he greeted Gin with an indifferent expression.

……haven't seen you for a long time?
Gin raised an eyebrow, "You are?"

This person...have you seen him before?
For a moment, Gin ignored the other person who was trying to push aside a pile of papers, and looked at the wet Anderburg curiously.

Anderburg looked calm, his eyes fixed on Gin. "It happened quite a while ago. I had the honor of working with you once in England."

"Hey! Anbu, why are you so... woooo!"

Angostura finally managed to pull down a stack of IOUs, and just as he was about to express his dissatisfaction, he was slapped in the face by his own teammate with another IOU.

And Gin didn't even look at him, it can be said that he completely ignored him.

He looked at Anderburgh, and some forgotten memories came to his mind. He raised his eyebrows: "You are... William Greta?"

When Gin mentioned the other person's name, he used English with a London accent.

"...You still remember me?" Anderburger's eyes flashed with surprise, and he bowed slightly like a gentleman. "That was my previous name. Now, you can call me Anderburger."

"Andebog... Anbo?"

Although Gin visually ignored Angostra, he did not miss what he just said.

Anderburg nodded, "Anbu, it's a short name."

He raised his hand and released the hand that had been holding the IOU against his teammate's mouth. "He is my partner, Angostura. You can just call him Stella..."

"Amb! Is that what he can call Stella?"

Angostura made a sound of discontent.

But no one paid any attention to him.

When Gin saw that Anderburg was actually an acquaintance of his former partner, he immediately liked him more and more.

After all, real members of the organization are basically consumables when they serve as teammates. He didn't know how many times his teammates had changed before Vodka. It was rare to meet an acquaintance who had been a partner with him before... Although it was only once, it was still cordial.

Well, and it seems that he was his partner in his last mission in the UK.

"It must be hard for you to have such a teammate." Gin glanced at Angostra, shook his head regretfully, and walked out side by side with Anderburg.

"Who said it wasn't?" Anderburg nodded in agreement and carefully put away the IOU.

Angostura, who was one step behind, said: "..."

Damn it, didn't Anbu say they were partners only once? Why do these two look like they've known each other for a long time?
Forget about Anbu, but is Gin also a sociable person?

He was suspicious, but a sense of crisis that his teammates were about to be kidnapped surged in his heart, so he stepped forward and said, "Hey, hey! Damn it, you two, don't ignore me! Gin, I'm warning you..."

Gin looked at Anderburgh and said, "How did you get all wet? Did you fall into the sea?"

Stella: "You'd better not..."

Anderburg calmly replied: "Well, because Stella changed the route without authorization and encountered a storm, it fell down."

Stella: "To my teammates..."

Gin smacked his lips, "Then you guys are really miserable... No wonder I felt like the boss was in a bad mood."

Stella: "What's your idea?"

Gin chatted with Anderburg for several sentences before Angostra finished what he wanted to say in one breath.

In the end, he was completely ignored, causing his blood pressure to rise by several dozen degrees.

And Anderburg and Gin continued to chat:

"Indeed, after all, a plane worth one and a half million pounds was scrapped."

"...I think the boss is in a bad mood and it has nothing to do with money." Gin looked at the two people who were still a little wet with a complicated expression.

Fortunately, the temperature wasn't that low today, and there wasn't even any snow. Otherwise, if he had left these two people alone for a while longer, they would probably have turned into popsicles...

And he finally understood why he was asked to pick someone up without telling anyone specifically - maybe because they felt it was too embarrassing?
They sent who they thought were the best players, but unfortunately the plane crashed during the flight. Although no one was hurt, the two of them probably swam all the way here, which shows how miserable they were.

The problem is, the two people involved didn't seem to think it was a big deal.

Gin felt that if he were the boss, he would have a heart attack for several days.

Angostura, who was between Gin and Anderburg, showed signs of going crazy: "What the fuck! Can you respect me for a moment! Anbu! Stop talking to this guy! I--"

Angostra excitedly took out his throwing knife, but Anderburger quickly snatched it away and put it back into his pocket. Then he quickly put a stack of receipts in his pocket into Angostra's mouth.

The series of actions were completed in the blink of an eye, and Gin almost whistled.

They got into Gin's car in this harmonious atmosphere.

"I'm sorry...Stella seems to have caused you trouble."

After getting in the car, Angostura was still in a state of continuous seizure. He was dragged by Anderburgh with his mouth covered.

Gin twitched his lips: "It's okay, much better than the last one."

He actually didn't want to be a driver for these two people at all...

But there was nothing he could do, because he was outside right away. And the unscrupulous boss had called him directly to pick someone up, so he couldn't refuse.

"Chablis?" Anderburger had obviously heard of Chablis before, and said expressionlessly, "When Stella found out about this, she was so angry that she ate three meals of mine."

Angostura: "Woo-woo-woo!"

Gin used the rearview mirror to keep an eye on the back seat. Seeing Anderburger holding down Angostura tightly, he felt relieved. "Really? He's a big eater then."

Anderburg's expression remained the same, as if he was paralyzed. "Who said it wasn't true?"

Angostura: "Wuwuwu?!"

Anbu is slandering him!

"By the way, Ambu, I remember you are a sniper?" Gin tried his best not to interrupt their conversation... because if it was interrupted, he would be more worried about being strangled to death.

He never felt comfortable with someone sitting behind him.

"Hmm... I didn't expect that you, Gin, still remember something that happened so long ago so clearly." Anderburg nodded slightly.

Gin narrowed his eyes: "My memory has always been good."

Well, at least it seems that my memory is still quite good now.

Anderburg nodded with a little envy in his eyes, "If Stella is as reliable as you, I will definitely feel more at ease."

Angostura:?!
How dare Anbu praise Gin in front of him? !

Damn it, let him go!
"How about the others? Are they all drowned?"

"No, we are the ones who fell. The others and their equipment should have arrived the night before."

"That's fine... By the way, do you want some candy?"

"Want money?"

"……Need not."

"Then please give me one, thank you."