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

Chapter 462 He is a smart man
Angostra, who was frightened a thousand times, did not let Gil, Pino and Claret change their careers to do other jobs. Instead, he asked them to participate in the restoration of the Second Intelligence Department. As Tequila, who was far away near Kyoto, never came back, Angostra decided to continue to implement Gin's free-range policy.

Before Gin left, Angostra mentioned the destruction of the organization's intelligence system, and specifically mentioned that it was the FBI's work.

As for the specific work content, Angostra told them that they had to wait for direct notification from the former Second Intelligence Minister...

In other words, their task of restoring the intelligence system is not under the direct jurisdiction of Angostra, and they will need to wait for some time to contact the person directly responsible for this arduous task.

"The Second Minister of Intelligence... is that Mr. Dubonnet?"

Miss Keel, who had been labeled a 'workaholic groper', asked in confusion.

Angostura had already started packing up to get rid of the people, but when he heard the question, he paused and asked, "You know him?"

Judging from the expressions of the others, they were obviously unfamiliar with this code name.

"Before our previous operation, this second minister had come forward." Claret said in a clear voice, "Except Tequila and Pino who were away at the time and did not attend the meeting, the rest of us have met Mr. Dubonnet."

"You? Gin and the others?" Angostra suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Claret and Gil looked at each other, "It should include Lord Chablis and everyone on Lord Gin's side."

“Is that so…” Angostura relaxed, curled his lips, and began to drive people away. “Okay, that’s it, everyone should relax before the mission begins… We’ll be busy later!”

……

In the chaos of the unknown.

A little blonde girl was running forward desperately, unaware that her face was covered in blood.

In front of her, there was an old broken hand pulling her forward...

But apart from the hands, the rest of the body was completely dark...

As she continued to move forward, the thick black fog around her was getting closer and closer. Bloody hands stretched out from the fog and grabbed her hair, arms, calves... and any part of her body that was exposed outside her clothes.

In the darkness, she felt that it was becoming increasingly difficult to breathe...

"…Maud?"

“…Vermouth!”

"…Hey! Pig? Vermouth, wake up!"

"Miss Karasuma!"

Vermouth suddenly opened her eyes.

'Bam—! '

Feeling the murderous intent, Gin tilted his head back instantly and easily avoided the fist that was heading straight for his face.

But the fist had nowhere to land, and finally hit the door frame, denting it by five centimeters...

Subsequently.

Vermouth, who was awakened from her nightmare by Gin, was furious and said word by word: "Who do you say is a pig?"

Gin looked at his damaged car and felt a little sorry for the money. "Nonsense, whoever is responsible is responsible."

The car repair bill is another huge sum of money... Never mind, let Vodka pay for it.

His attitude made Vermouth, who was already in a violent mood, erupt like a volcano. Even the depression brought to her by the dream disappeared immediately, and she slammed the car door again.

Gin's eyes and mouth twitched together:
"Vermouth, don't take your anger out on my car! Go to the base and smash it as much as you want!"

He is a little afraid to offend this woman now.

The main reason is that he heard that people in menopause are not easy to deal with... He should wait until this period of Vermouth is over before he starts to fly away.

"Huh? Are we there yet?" Vermouth's anger came and went quickly. She blinked and looked around, and found that this was indeed an organization-style garage.

This is her first time to come to Gin's base.

After Vermouth's anger subsided, she felt sleepy again. She yawned, rubbed her eyes and said, "Gin, make room for me in the lounge."

"Wait a minute."

Gin looked at the two holes on his car, and said to Vodka, who was still at a loss in the driver's seat, "Vodka, take the car to get it fixed when you are free, preferably before the next operation..."

"...Then, brother, how about I drive over to get the car fixed now?" Vodka checked the time, rubbing the back of his head and said, "If I drive over now, the car dealership will be open for business soon..."

Gin looked at Vodka with kindness in his eyes.

That's what I want! Vodka understands him.

but……

"But, you haven't eaten yet?" Gin was still a little worried about the health of his family.

"It's okay, big brother. I can find a place to eat on the way."

Vodka had memorized the map of Tokyo by heart, and in an instant, he had figured out the route and what food and shops were available along the way...

"Okay, then go ahead."

Gin nodded in satisfaction and watched Vodka drive away before heading towards the intersection of the base. "Vermouth, the entrance is..."

When Gin turned around and said this, he saw that Vermouth had unlocked the function of sleeping while standing in place, and her head was nodding from time to time.

Gin: "..."

How did it get so difficult?

He thought, even 007 himself wouldn't be like this...

...No, it seems he can't bear it anymore.

"I'm really old..." Gin sighed. He was still thinking about whether to carry Vermouth in reluctantly when he found that Vermouth suddenly opened her eyes and glared at him: "Who is old?"

Gin rolled his eyes: "You."

He was originally expressing his feelings about himself, but Vermouth insisted on taking it personally, so it was no wonder he was not to blame.

I was expecting another wave of Belmode's volcanic eruption, but unexpectedly, Belmode probably thought it through and rolled her eyes: "Do you think you are young?"

Gin opened his mouth, thought for a moment, and didn't mention the fact that he was younger than her. He nodded perfunctorily:
"Ah, yes, yes..."

Belmode: "..."

What a big head ghost!

"I really don't understand why you can be so carefree." Vermouth said unhappily, and followed Gin to the entrance of the base. "Angostra's ill will towards you is too obvious. Aren't you afraid that he will play some tricks?"

Walking in the dark passage, both of them ignored the darkness.

"What tricks can he play."

Gin's tone was full of indifference. After walking for a while in the dark, he pressed lightly on a certain position on the wall, and a secret door opened again, revealing an entrance with a little light.

"... Chablis just showed some dissent before, but you got rid of him in the end, didn't you? You're not worried about Angostura..."

"Angostra, this guy is a smart man." Gin walked into the base and took off his hat. "He is different from Chablis, a madman who follows his own preferences while obeying orders."

(End of this chapter)