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

Chapter 490 Vermouth: Why do I need her help with everything?

"Gin, don't you see what time it is?"

Vermouth, who was shaken by Gin, was in a very bad mood again, like a volcano that could erupt at any time. She stared at Gin with a pair of panda eyes and glared at him.

But Gin has developed resistance now. He put on the black windbreaker he wore for the operation and hid his hair inside the clothes to protect his weaknesses. He was calm and composed: "Look, it's three o'clock now... It's an emergency. Come over and give me a hand."

"……What's up?"

Upon hearing that it was an urgent mission, Vermouth immediately lost her temper. She resigned herself to getting up from the comfortable sofa and yawned loudly.

Gin repeated what Angostura had told him before.

Vermouth understood after hearing this, "So, the traitor was killed, and you are looking for the murderer now?"

"It's 'we'," Gin corrected.

Vermouth made a dead fish eye: "Don't bring me up, okay? This has nothing to do with me... I'm going to sleep, don't bother me."

How could Gin let go of such a great helper?
He calmly took out a bomb and placed it on Vermouth's sofa, "Will you help me?"

Belmode: "..."

Although she is not a human, Gin is a real dog.

...No, she is clearly a human!

So, Vermouth snorted coldly and sat down opposite Gin. "Tell me, how are you going to find him? Killing someone in the street will most likely be targeted by the police. If we send people to search now, we may be able to find some clues..."

"There's no one to send, and Angostura won't interfere."

Gin leaned back on the sofa and told them their current predicament, "At the moment, it seems that we can only wait for the police to find the murderer, and then we can find a way to get the memory card and destroy it."

Vermouth fell silent.

After a while, she took a deep breath and said, "Are you sure you want to put your hope on the police?"

She wasn't targeting the police, she just wanted to say... the Tokyo police are really inefficient.

Although it's similar in the United States.

"What else? Do we have any information about the murderer?" Gin yawned, "And the person was killed in Beika Town, maybe..."

"You mean, Conan?" Vermouth's face changed slightly, "Gin, you'd better not drag them into this..."

"It's just a case, why are you so nervous?"

Gin naturally knew what Vermouth was worried about, and waved his hand indifferently.

He thought about it carefully and realized that in the absence of any clues, the best way to find out who took the memory card was to go through the police.

But it is not realistic to rely entirely on the police - what is the point of having police who cannot find the criminal without the help of detectives?
So, with this in mind, it becomes necessary to have a detective to help solve the case... The problem now is to find a way to get Conan to pay attention to this case and speed up the process of solving the case. After getting the intelligence, they will try their best to hinder the other party's progress in solving the case, find the person and kill him in advance, and then take away the stored intelligence.

While Vodka was looking for information, he listened attentively to his elder brother's ideas, and seemed to understand them but not quite.

The main thing is... he didn't understand what that 'Conan' was.

"Brother, the traitor's address is in Saitama Prefecture..."

After retrieving the shared intelligence, Vodka immediately reported.

Saitama?

Gin raised his eyebrows and smiled slyly, "It's near the base..."

“Since he’s in Saitama, why did he run to Tokyo where the organization is gathered?” Vermouth also heard the problem and turned to look at Gin, “Could it be that those ‘Flying Fish’ did it?” Normally speaking, unless the original activity area is in Tokyo, if you betray the organization and run away, you will generally want to get as far away from the organization as possible…

As for those people in Tokyo, it’s because... they can’t get out.

"It's hard to say." Gin took out three lollipops, one for each of them, and held them in his mouth. "But I can be sure that this traitor came to Tokyo to give something to someone."

"So... the death of this traitor may cause a commotion among some people, but we can't be sure which side it is."

Gin's eyes gradually brightened, and he looked at Vermouth: "I guess you have something to do."

Vermouth rolled her eyes out of respect, "So why me?"

"Someone must be watching over there... It's hard for me to contact Noah, so of course you're the best person to go in." Gin asked Vodka to help find the undercover agents they knew were in the Metropolitan Police Department. "Among the people the organization has planted in the police, the ones I can mobilize don't have high ranks. I can't touch the people in the Five-Star Group either. This kind of criminal case is too low-level and I don't know the specific details of the button... You can find a way to go in and steal a file or something. You've done this before anyway."

Vermouth continued to roll her eyes: "You really trust me."

Isn’t she afraid that she will be caught red-handed if she goes in again?
The last time she went to the Metropolitan Police Department to steal files was last time... Speaking of which, the Metropolitan Police Department’s memory shouldn’t be so bad that they didn’t strengthen the defense of the filing room at all... right?

Gin gave Vermouth an encouraging look: "Of course, your disguise technique can be used by others besides me, Lie, and Jing... Well, anyway, except for the people in the five-star group, basically no one can recognize it."

Belmode: "..."

Thank you, she was not comforted at all.

"Oh, by the way, please help keep an eye on the movements of those 'Red Fish'. They will probably be very concerned about this traitor, but I don't know which side will be unable to control themselves first." Gin continued to give orders.

Vermouth had a blank expression on her face: "So you're just going to be the hands-off boss?"

Originally, she was supposed to help out for free and monitor a dishonest foreign official...and now she was given another job to work as a free laborer?

Gin, on the other hand, said expressionlessly and shamelessly: "You have to blame Angostura for this. Who asked him to take away all my men?"

"Then you won't do the task yourself!"

"How did I get into the Metropolitan Police Department?"

"Didn't you say last time that you would be less noticeable if you changed your clothes? Go in!"

Gin: "..."

It seems to make sense...

can.

"I'm very busy lately and don't have time." Gin used the universal escape technique to try to avoid this boring mission. "I still need to pay attention to the organization that the illusionist 'Spider' belongs to. You can go there... You can transfer the others here as you like."

Gin is determined to give up, and Vermouth has no way to stop him.

——Who made her so beautiful and kind?
Vermouth comforted herself in her heart, and depressedly put the pillow over her head... and went to sleep!
next to.

Gin played Snake for a while, then, like Vermouth, covered his face with a pillow and fell into a deep sleep.

About ten minutes later...

"Brother, I found the police...eh?"

Just when Vodka was about to report the new information he had found, he discovered that his elder brother and elder sister were lying on the sofa like dead fish.

Vodka: "..."

Maybe, perhaps, possibly... he is the forgotten one again?
(End of this chapter)