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

Chapter 525: Able to resist and fight
"……goodbye."

Faced with Angostra's unreasonable threat, Gin was about to hang up the phone with a dark face.

Only then did Angostura become serious, "Wait! There is one more thing."

"If you have something to say, say it now. If you have something to say, let it go now." Gin has no feelings.

"F**K! Gin, can you have some manners?" Angostra cursed. "Forget it, I won't bother with you. The results of the parliamentary election are out. Unfortunately... a few roadblocks have been successfully selected."

"and then?"

"Then? Of course, we have to wait for the boss's order. Maybe the cleanup operation will start soon!"

Angostura's voice was full of excitement. It was obvious that this kind of bloody thing was more to his liking. "Besides that, the boss also told me some news about the United States..."

"Don't tell me what the boss told you."

Gin said with a cold face that he didn't want to listen at all.

After hearing this, I said I had to take responsibility for the actions I took in response to the relevant information…

He hasn't had enough vacation yet.

The total amount of vacation time that Gin has had so far is less than half of the winter vacation - of course, that's in his opinion.

In the eyes of others, he might have retired for several months.

"Tsk... OK, that's it... Oh, by the way, don't you have someone in the Metropolitan Police Department? Just ask that Teddy to help steal the information." Angostura said as a matter of course, "Hurry up and deal with this matter. We have to start preparing for the next stage of the hunting operation. Gin, you-"

"Beep~"

When Angostura wanted to continue blabbering, Gin simply hung up the phone without saying a word.

Then, he threw his phone aside expressionlessly and poured boiling water into the bowl of instant noodles and stirred it.

What the hell is Angostura? Can it be more important than instant noodles?

Of course not.

Gin stirred it for a minute, tasted the noodles, and sat down to eat with satisfaction.

"Angostra is looking for you again?"

While Gin was eating quietly, a big cat named Vermouth stood at the door in casual clothes, looking like he was ready to go out.

"Yep."

Gin was not affected by Vermouth. He ate his noodles and glanced at her, "You want to go out?"

Vermouth was noncommittal. "Yeah, didn't you tell me before that I was going to look after a...foreign official?"

"No need to go. The person is dead and the things are with the police." Gin said without raising his head.

"……died?"

Vermouth was surprised for a moment, then relaxed. "So that means there's nothing for me to do now, right?"

Gin raised his head, "Yes."

"what?"

"Please go back to your own place, thank you."

Belmode: "..."

Gin told her to get out and then thanked her... She didn't know whether she should be angry or not.

But to be honest, it seems like she is the one who has been suffering recently, right?

First, there was the password lock that had to be changed every day, and then there was a reminder at the door that lasted for several hours...

——Gin asked Vodka to change the password, but asked him to add all kinds of messy things.

For example, after successful recognition, ten songs will be played, and Vermouth will be asked to dance in circles at the door according to the specified movements, and if the door is not opened for too long, it needs to be recognized again...

When Vermouth came back yesterday, she was annoyed by Gin again, and called Vodka to open the door for her.

Then, the angry Vermouth chopped off a large section of Gin's bangs again...

Anyway, she already knew that Gin's hair had a very strong growth ability and could grow back in a day, so cutting it was really stress-free.

The two of them almost got into a real fight.

Vodka turned his head tremblingly in the public hall and listened to the conversation between the two people. He carefully looked up at the wall and ceiling that were pierced by bullets, and silently clasped his hands together, hoping that his elder brother and sister could calm down and talk properly.

"Okay." Finally, Vermouth compromised.

She packed her things with a lonely look, "So, what are we going to do next?"

"Wait for Angostura to notify me. I have no say in the matter." Gin looked at Vermouth speechlessly. "Also, can you please stop looking like a grudge?"

"What? You kicked me out and you don't want me to have any complaints?" Vermouth's expression became even more resentful.

Gin raised his middle finger and said, "This is my own territory. How can you say this when you are occupying my territory?"

Vermouth glanced at Gin meaningfully and sighed, "We are still strangers after all... As expected, people's hearts will change."

"...?"

Gin slowly typed a question mark, and suddenly his face became serious:

"Belmod."

"Hmm?" Vermouth's eyes lit up, "You regret it?"

"Do not."

Gin looked at Vermouth seriously: "I want to say..."

"Watch less Qiong Yao in the future."

Belmode: "..."

Hiss, Gin actually knows what dramas she watches?
"abnormal!"

She glanced at Gin warily, then quickly ran away with her luggage.

Gin definitely installed surveillance cameras in her room!

Gin: “???”

He? Pervert?
How could such a pervert like Vermouth have the nerve to say that about him?

For the first time, Gin realized the complexity of the world and finished his instant noodle soup with a complicated expression.

Mm, it really tastes so bland...

After finishing his lunch and breakfast, Gin walked out of his own little territory leisurely and looked at the public lounge where only Vodka was, but there was no sign of Vermouth.

He just felt that the air was a lot fresher.

But it seems like something is missing...

Gin thought for a while, then quietly returned to the room and sent an email to the unscrupulous boss, saying that he was going out for an "inspection". He then changed into casual clothes, told Vodka to look after the house, and went out.

He knew what was missing.

——It’s the light.

——During the gunfight with Vermouth yesterday, the bullet accidentally broke the chandelier.

Just to explain why the base feels as dark as a haunted house...

"Let's go find someone from the management department to help repair it first." Gin didn't want to be spotted when he went out, so he chose to drive Vodka's car. It was left-hand drive anyway, which was his habit.

At the same time, Gin was also thinking about the route of action in his mind, "Well, then I'll contact Matsuda and go to Shibuya for a walk..."

Angostura was most likely still in Shibuya, and since he had nothing to do anyway, he might as well follow him and just take a walk.

Well, if I'm lucky, I might even be able to have a fight.

Gin grinned, his smile was somewhat cold.

He really didn't take Vermouth seriously, but he was irritated by her...

I need to find someone to vent to.

And Angostura would be a good target for venting, as he can both resist and fight.

……

Shibuya.

Angostura, who was enjoying a meal at a high-end Western restaurant, suddenly sneezed.

"Tsk, who's talking about me again?"

(End of this chapter)