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

Chapter 524: Gin had his salary deducted?
Lie looked at Conan who had a serious face, blinked his eyes, and picked him up. "By the way, Conan, how can you be so sure that it is those people~"

Conan said seriously: "Because... intuition."

In the past, he might not have attached so much importance to intuition.

But ever since he could sense the people in the organization, he felt...

I must have some kind of superpower.

"Uh~Is that so?" Lie didn't know what Conan was thinking, he just blinked to ease his embarrassment.

When did Conan trust his instincts? Didn't he always look for evidence?

After thinking about it, Lie felt that he needed to remind this person who he was paying close attention to. "But Conan, I want to remind you. If they know that the thing was taken away by the police, they might take some action... You must stay safe, understand?"

"Hide it?" Although Conan didn't understand what 'Hide' meant, it didn't stop him from intuitively understanding the meaning of the word. He clenched his fists and said, "How is that possible? If those people really want to take action, how can I just ignore them!"

Lie blinked twice, "If you don't listen, I can only knock you out."

Conan froze.

He suddenly recalled the last time he fainted for no apparent reason, and then met with the FBI when he reappeared. The corner of his mouth twitched, "Mr. Lin, that time before...it wasn't you who did it, was it?"

"How can it be."

Lie denied it flatly, "At that time, Xiaolan and I were on the ghost ship. It was all done by my ex-brother."

Conan: "..."

Ex-brother?

It must be that fierce uncle Cang Feng...

"Speaking of which, Mr. Lin, your organization...what exactly does it want to do?" Conan raised his little face and said seriously.

He initially thought that the 'Mask Gang' was just a simple robber organization, because the cases involving 'Masks' were almost all thefts.

However, after knowing that Rei was one of them, Conan was not so sure - how could an ordinary theft gang know so much about the Black Organization?

And it seems that he has heard something about the organization's plan...

Lie found that Conan was gradually becoming interested, and said with a smile: "Damn~ Little Conan, this is our inside information, and we can't tell you as an 'outsider'~"

"I'm not an outsider!" Conan was immediately anxious, "My body became smaller... This was done by them, I was clearly..."

An insider...

But why does it feel weird when I say I’m an insider?

Lie smiled and continued: "It is a key protected animal~"

Conan's half-moon eyes: "I'm not!"

"You are."

Lie pursed his lips and smiled.

"Conan~ You have to remember, if the fact that you have become smaller is known to the top leaders of any party... any party, except us, as long as they target you, you will definitely be sliced ​​and studied~" Lie also took out a small knife and gestured at Conan a few times as if threatening.

Conan was successfully scared back two steps by Rei's actions.

"So, don't rely too much on those people from the FBI." Lie's words were like the whisper of a devil. "You have to remember that we are the only ones you can rely on."

"...Really?" Conan was frightened by Rei's voice and trembled three times, but he still raised his head firmly, "Well, Mr. Lin, I have a suggestion."

"what?"

"Tell me about the Black Organization, and I promise not to tell on you!"

Conan made his biggest concession.

strong:"……"

Ah~ Why does it seem like Conan never learns his lesson?

Obviously the threat failed last time.

Lie looked at Conan's determined eyes and looked distressed:
“As expected…” “Hmm?”

"Should we knock him out?"

Conan: "..."

Dah!

……

organizational base.

Today is another great day for Gin to sleep until noon.

However, not long after he woke up, someone called him and harassed him.

Looking at the slightly familiar phone number in my hand, a vague name appeared in my still unclear mind.

Then Gin answered the phone in a daze, "Hello? Vermouth, what's wrong?"

“… Vermouth? Hey Gin, you didn’t eat any poisonous mushrooms, did you? I’m Angostra! The great Angostra! Your boss!”

"…Oh, Stella, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Gin sobered up for a second after hearing the other party's voice. He ignored the other party's last few roars and yawned.

On the phone, Angostra criticized Gin's attitude for two minutes.

Knowing that Gin said "I'll hang up if you don't tell me", Angostra finally got down to business.

"You mean, the information is now with the police?" Gin raised his eyebrows.

Are the police so efficient this time?

"Well, that's right!"

Angostura's tone was somewhat sinister.

"According to the information I got from my spies over there, the police have invited two detectives to help this time. One of them is Maori Kogoro, who has been very famous in Tokyo recently... Gin, you should know him well, right?"

"of course."

Gin took a sip of hot water. "Yesterday, regarding the series of cases involving the murder of our traitors, the Metropolitan Police Department also invited this Maori Kogoro to come over, as well as another person... But Ireland said that Maori Kogoro is not worthy of his reputation."

"Where's the other person? Is he a young man with white hair?"

"Yes, it is true... this person was one of the people that Vermouth mentioned to pay attention to before."

Gin found a box of instant noodles in his cabinet and started to boil water. He clamped his phone between his shoulders and began to tear open the seasoning packet.

Angostura's voice was a little hesitant on the phone. "Tsk, that's a bit difficult... What are you doing?"

"Instant noodles." Gin said concisely.

"Instant noodles? You're still eating instant noodles at this hour!" Angostura suddenly exploded, "Look at you! Did you do the task I gave you? I was the one who helped oversee the progress of this matter the whole time! Did you play any role? Did you make any contribution? No! Not at all! Slurp~"

Gin finished pouring the seasoning packet, rolled his eyes, and moved his phone away from himself, "So what are you doing?"

"Me? I'm eating Western food. It's dinner time..."

"Do you have any shame?"

Gin's face was expressionless, and he even had the urge to grab Angostura from across time and space and beat him up.

He is guilty of eating instant noodles? Then you who eat Western food should be taken out and shot?
After stabbing himself in the heart, Gin continued, "Since the matter has already involved the Metropolitan Police Department, let's report it to the boss first...Also, don't say that I haven't paid attention to this matter. Most of the intelligence personnel are in your hands. If you don't supervise, who will?"

Angostura was silent. "Oh, what you said seems to make sense... But that's not an excuse for you to be lazy, Gin! I will tell the boss the truth about this matter, and you can just wait for your salary to be deducted!"

Gin: "..."

mdzz.

(End of this chapter)