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

Chapter 551: The Attack of the Black Organization

Tokyo, a base.

Gin held the phone in one hand and covered his mouth with the other, yawning loudly.

Gin glanced lazily at the snack cabinet, went over to close the door to prevent sound waves from leaking out, then put his increasingly smart phone on the table, turned on the hands-free function, walked to the snack cabinet and operated it, preparing to prepare an afternoon tea for himself.

The voice on the phone was completely unrestrained, echoing in Gin's lounge:

"...Anyway, you must take full responsibility for this matter! Also, tomorrow...anyway, I forgot which day it was! But you must handle the mission that day yourself!"

"I don't care what your requests are. Anyway, you are in charge of that side and you are responsible for the arrangements here!"

"Hello? Where's the person? Hello! Gin! Where's the person!!"

Angostura's energetic, somewhat noisy and somewhat nervous voice came through the phone.

But Gin was concentrating on mixing health tea, a handful of chrysanthemum, a handful of wolfberry, a handful of tea leaves...

After Angostura called out several times, Gin responded lazily with a tone that lacked emotion: "I heard you... Stella, didn't the boss just agree to my plan? You're so upset and frustrated, it shows that you have no tolerance."

As soon as Gin finished speaking, there was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment.

The next second, Angostura's voice burst out like a flood:

"What the f**k! Gin, you better understand! That plan is not something a human could have planned! You are not a human! You are just deliberately messing with me, are you ashamed to do that—"

"is it?"

Gin placed the cup heavily on the table, leaned over, and sneered at the receiver of the phone. "You don't let me participate in the operation but ask me to make a plan. Isn't that messing with me? Stella, you and I are the same."

"You make the arrangements if you dare, asshole!"

"Of course I can arrange it... but can you rest assured?" Gin raised his body and took a sip of his tea. "Besides, the fact that the boss agreed to my plan is enough to prove the problem... Or do you have any opinion on the boss's decision?"

There was a sound of grinding teeth coming from the phone: "...Okay, Gin, you're good!"

Gin tore open a bag of marshmallows calmly, "Thank you, you're welcome."

"...Who are you talking to?" Although they were on the phone, Gin could still imagine Angostura's expression, as if he was so angry that he wanted to kill him but couldn't do anything...

I have to say, it makes people feel happy.

After arguing for a while, Angostura calmed down and said, "Alright, that's it for the cleanup operation. You'll be responsible for half of the peripheral surveillance. Don't try any tricks."

Perhaps because of the heat of autumn, Gin did not indulge the other party this time, and said in a very disdainful tone: "Playing tricks? Do you deserve it?"

"...Gin! I******!"

There were all kinds of beautiful words coming out of the phone again, but Gin automatically blocked them all. "Hang up... Email me the task you mentioned later."

After throwing a soft marshmallow into his mouth, Gin pressed the hang-up button on his phone.

The room suddenly became quiet.

After stretching, Gin switched to the memo interface on his phone and wrote down what Angostra had done. He also set an alarm in advance in case he forgot anything.

"We're going to the central area tomorrow... Oh, no, that's for the people who are participating in the operation."

Just after writing down a record, Gin suddenly remembered that he didn't need to participate in the cleanup operation, and happily deleted the record.

He only needs to write the plan, and he doesn't need to supervise the process or even the ending... This feeling is really great. Gin deleted the line he just wrote, rewrote his schedule, hummed Two Tigers, and typed.

Sure enough, it is more comfortable to communicate with normal people.

For some reason, Gin thought of Chablis again...that crazy drunk who went crazy from time to time. It was quite a pity when he thought about it.

He believed that Angostra was definitely not a fool who asked him to design a relatively important cleanup plan just to be lazy. If Angostra's behavior was not disguised, then Gin could conclude that he was a very suspicious person like him, and it was not like Chablis's groundless suspicion, but a real "suspicion".

Such a person would not arbitrarily assign the power and tasks he has acquired to a partner he is not familiar with for no reason.

If he did that...if it was Gin himself, he would probably take the opportunity to see if there were any problems with the person carrying out the mission, including but not limited to strengths and weaknesses, or the possibility of a traitor undercover.

According to their reports to the boss about the previous incident, the top brass and Angostra must think there are still some rats in the organization that have not been cleared out. Angostra is probably still looking for rats...

However, Gin thought that Angostra did not treat him as a rat... at least not yet. He was even put in charge of the two missions, which in a sense made Gin's "loyalty" more deeply rooted in people's hearts.

and so……

Gin deliberately designed the mission operation to be so complicated, planned several times more manpower than the general cleanup mission, and increased the workload n times. No wonder Angostra was so angry.

"How pitiful." Gin, knowingly committing the crime, shed a crocodile tear - there wasn't even a teardrop, and leisurely ate another marshmallow.

Yes, Gin does not intend to interfere with this cleanup operation.

The organization has hit a wall several times. If it hits a wall again this time, it won’t be a problem...

In that case, the boss would probably suspect that there are traitors around him, and he might even have various paranoid thoughts, such as whether the communication was hacked.

Now everything is back on track, and the unstable factors have been forcibly stabilized. Next, it will depend on the five-star group to settle down, and the organization just needs to relax a little.

Angostra quickly sent over a list of members that Gin needed to contact via email, and attached to the email was another task list.

Gin glanced at the list and raised his eyebrows, "This is..."

Looking at the contents of the task list, Gin fell into deep thought - as expected, the organization is now targeting the software program.

But speaking of which, the DNA backtracking query software that the organization is concerned about in the mission seems to be the one developed by Hiroki, right?
"It seems that there is no need for me to do anything extra here." Gin felt relieved and free of worries - Hiroki had developed the software at Syndra Corporation before, and Noah had been monitoring the software thoroughly since he grew up.

It can be said that this software is owned by Sindra Company on the surface, but in fact, it has long been theirs.

Even if the Black Organization managed to get it, it would essentially be like the Five Stars Group inserting another nail into the organization...

"Tsk, then it's mainly a matter of infiltration and theft."

Gin stroked his chin in thought.

Speaking of infiltration...the first person that Gin thought of was Vermouth, but on second thought, he found that Vermouth seemed to be helping him with a lot of things recently, and it seemed not a good idea to bother her again.

——The key point is that when he wrote the cleaning plan, he also included Vermouth.

Gin also discovered that Angostra would also arrange people to set up the hunting grounds in the next few days.

Yourself.

seemingly……

Fighting alone again?

(End of this chapter)