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

Chapter 502 A mature wine must learn to solve the case by himself
Facing Gin's questioning, Vermouth spread her hands innocently, "What do you want to explain?"

"a lot of."

Gin's expression was a little ferocious, his mouth was wide open, revealing his slightly sharp fangs.

He pointed to his hair:
"You better explain to me why the hell you came in and chopped my hair with a kitchen knife!"

"Heh~ Who told you to change the password to the door every day?"

Vermouth didn't think there was anything wrong with her behavior at all, "Besides, it's nice to change your hairstyle once in a while."

She thought that Gin's slightly curly bangs looked quite good.

"Not a bad ghost!"

Gin's forehead was filled with black lines.

What if Vermouth opened her eyes and saw him holding a kitchen knife and chopping at the side of her pillow?

"Okay, next... You brought Ireland to the Metropolitan Police Department without telling me?" Gin took a deep breath, his face still dark. Just now he didn't show much expression because of Ireland's presence. "Wasn't someone very nervous because I wanted to interfere with the police's investigation?"

Vermouth rolled her eyes. "I didn't tell you? Go check your emails. I told you several days ago. And didn't you hear the reason Ireland just gave? He told the boss right after he told me. That unscrupulous guy will definitely not refuse such a well-reasoned statement."

In recent times, apart from the whereabouts of the murderer who took away their organization's information, the higher-ups are most concerned about the previous incident in Chablis and the recent movements of the FBI.

However, Gin ignored Vermouth's next few words and opened his eyes wide: "You sent it? When?"

"Yesterday, the day before yesterday, and the day before yesterday." Vermouth looked normal.

Gin was silent.

He silently opened his notebook and checked his email.

‘Didi dididi——’

The barrage of notifications forced Gin to mute his computer.

He looked at a whole page of email addresses signed by one person, and the corners of his mouth twitched unbearably.

Vermouth leaned forward and said in amazement: "Great, Gin~ So you haven't checked your email in the past few days?"

"...I didn't see a ghost." Gin said with gritted teeth.

Damn it, there were clearly no such things when he looked at it yesterday...

Thinking of this, Gin suddenly realized something and took out the paper calendar to take a look at it.

——Good, it turns out there is a week between yesterday and today.

No wonder he didn't receive any email from Vermouth.

At this moment, Gin felt relieved.

Instead, Vermouth frowned and hesitated, "I say, Gin, you...are you really having mental problems?"

"...Huh?" Gin showed dead fish eyes, "How could I be mentally ill?"

“Are you sure you don’t have any?” Vermouth pointed at the calendar in his hand, “For example, time perception dysfunction…”

She had noticed before that Gin often copied the calendar.

Gin: "..."

Ha, ha ha...

Does he have a time perception disorder?

Vermouth is the villain who complains first, right?

Gin's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he decided to have a good talk with Vermouth:
"I asked you what date it was yesterday?"

"...July 7th, what?"

"So what date did you send me the email?"

“……7月29、30、31号，还有8月1号、2号……”

Vermouth had just counted the date she sent the message when Gin handed her a chocolate with a sad face, "So you are hopeless, find a hole to bury yourself."

It's not him who has problems with time perception, it's this world!

Belmode: "..."

So Gin is indirectly calling her sick, right?
The two of them were about to play cat and mouse again, but fortunately Gin didn't forget his business. Before Vermouth took out the knife, he said in a deep voice: "Since Ireland is involved, you should be careful when you follow up, don't let Conan be exposed... This kid is too jumpy."

Gin discovered before when he was in Osaka that Conan wanted to stick himself in front of the people in their organization, as if he was afraid that they would not notice him.

To put it simply, it is the lack of social punishment. He has a vigilant heart but no corresponding behavior pattern. Vermouth also knows the seriousness of this matter. "Don't worry, I will pay attention to him. Where is your childhood friend?"

Gin took a sip of warm water, "You mean Lie? Don't worry about him. If Ireland thinks there's something wrong with him and does something out of line, I should be thinking about how to report his death to the unscrupulous boss."

"Compared to this, the public security department needs more attention."

At this point, Gin pondered for a moment, "Vermouth, while they are in the meeting, contact Bourbon and tell him about the situation in Ireland. He should know what to do... Also, ask him to clear out the undercover agents of the organization hidden in the public security as soon as possible, preferably without alerting the organization."

"I see."

Vermouth nodded, checked the time, and prepared to leave.

But before she left the house, she suddenly turned her head and asked, "Wait, why don't you contact Bourbon yourself?"

Gin looked at her as if it was a matter of course, "You have that person backing you up, so if this gets exposed, you can take the blame for me."

Belmode: "..."

She really didn't expect this and thought Gin just wanted to wait until she left before changing the password.

Feeling a little guilty, Vermouth left with peace of mind.

And after she left...

Gin quickly jumped up from the sofa and grabbed Vodka, "Think of a way, how to stop Vermouth?"

Vodka: "..."

It turns out that the person that Big Brother wanted to stop was Big Sister Vermouth...

"You have to give her the permission to change the password. If you're not here, she might turn against us in anger." Gin said seriously.

He did not hesitate to assume the greatest malice towards Vermouth.

Vodka listened to his elder brother talking to himself, not daring to laugh awkwardly, and could only wipe the cold sweat silently.

He was very curious about what the conflict was between his elder brother and elder sister Vermouth.
It feels like it wasn't like this before...

After thinking for a while, Gin came up with a clever idea - he asked Vodka to enter the management system to input Vermouth's cornea and fingerprint information, and then added a lot of settings...

As for what it is, he just asks for as much vodka as possible.

After explaining the case to Vodka, Gin was in a good mood and put the case details copied by Vodka on his computer and read them leisurely.

Today, the Metropolitan Police Department arrested Rei and Maori Kogoro, and Conan didn't show his power...

In his opinion, this case is probably a bit suspenseful.

But because the whole incident was planned by two people who had a secret deal with the boss and had nothing to do with him, Gin was not worried at all.

However, after all, he was forced to take on this task by Angostura, so he had to at least put in some effort and it would not be good to drag it out for too long.

In short, Gin no longer has any hope of the police solving the case.

"I want to see what tricks this prisoner can come up with."

Gin thought that if he was at the scene, he would definitely be able to chase the murderer all the way... Unfortunately, he was not there at the time and had no chance to come into contact with the deceased.

Although his reasoning ability is not bad, Gin lost his confidence because of Kaito's riddles before, and he over-mythologized Conan, so he now feels a little bit inferior.

but……

Gin wanted to see what this criminal could do with the message he left behind after killing someone, but he was stunned when he saw the picture of mahjong tiles.

"The first one is a one-piece tube, and the next five are seven-piece tubes..."

One tube means there is only one circle on the Mahjong tile.
The seven-tube version has seven circles, and the arrangement is roughly as follows:
°.

°°
°°
Moreover, there are circles painted red on the first and seventh tubes.

Turning over again, Gin's expression became even weirder.

Because if you ignore that vertical line, the letters behind the cards are: A, E, A, B, Γ, Z... The first A is behind a tube of cards.

Considering the Seven-Barrel card and these seemingly random letters...

Gin was silent for three seconds, "Why are you here talking to me about Beidou?"

The arrangement alone is almost the same as the Big Dipper, not to mention the seven tubes. As far as I can remember, the Big Dipper was later given international codes as α, β... and γ, ε, ζ... and two more that he forgot, but the capital letters of these Greek characters are A, B, Γ, E and Z.

(ps: There is actually not much hair missing here, it’s just that the bangs that originally covered half of the face were cut a little, almost the same as the Gin I randomly drew (slightly curly)
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α, β, γ, δ, ε, ζ, η (the Big Dipper is Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, Yaoguang in order)
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(End of this chapter)