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

Angostura is an expert in knife skills. His fingers flick like flying swallows and his knife spins like a spiral. As the attacker, he has sharp eyes, murderous aura, and is full of aggression.
Gin, on the other hand, still sat in his seat, motionless as a mountain, his ruthless eyes like an iceberg, forming a natural line of defense in front of him...

The battle is about to break out——

——Of course, there was no fight in the end.

After all, we are all civilized people... and loyal members of the organization.

As the saying goes, when loyal ministers meet, they use words instead of hands.

The confrontation lasted for about ten minutes. Angostra unilaterally protested to Gin for a while, but when he found that Gin ignored him and felt bored, he sat down with a hum and reluctantly explained to Gin the purpose of calling him out:
"You should have heard about what happened at the headquarters, right?"

Gin retracted his cold gaze and continued to play the news, saying calmly: "Which one are you talking about?"

Angostura bared his teeth. "Don't play dumb with me! You must have received the boss's email... Wait, you didn't miss the boss's email, did you?"

Speaking of the latter part, Anjiu's face was full of suspicion.

Before Gin could react, Jinpei Matsuda took action first - when he heard the word boss, he realized that what Gin and Angostra were going to say next might not be something he could listen to for free.

After all, he was just a small member of the organization.

So he decisively used the escape technique:
"Mr. Blade... I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Jinpei Matsuda only greeted Gin, but he found that when he left, the other party looked at him strangely... It wasn't strange, but compared to before, there was a little more coldness and scrutiny in the eyes, and he just nodded without saying anything.

However, the strange feeling in Jinpei Matsuda's heart only flashed by, and he did not take it to heart, and hurriedly left the bar.

……

Gin followed the departing figure with his eyes, lingering at the door of the bar for a while before answering Angostura's question:
"Of course I got it... Before that, can you please answer me first, what do you want to do by calling my people out?"

"Hmm? You mean... Teddy?" Angostra probably couldn't change the way he addressed Jinpei Matsuda.

Facing Gin's question, he raised his eyebrows and grinned, "Don't be so fierce. Your Teddy is quite useful in a sense. After all, I don't have an informant in the Metropolitan Police Department. Good tools should always be shared, right?"

This time he didn't worry about Gin's attitude towards him.

Gin's brows were cold, and the corners of his mouth were raised in a cold arc, "Really? I also know that we also have an informant in the public security..."

Angostura: “?!”

Upon hearing the news, Angostura was a little excited. "Really? Wait, how did you know?"

"Don't forget, Tokyo and Japan used to be my territory."

Gin snorted and stuffed a lollipop into his mouth, his words vague, "I just don't know who it is."

"…Then what the hell are you talking about!"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just sharing some information with you. Useful information should be shared." Gin bluntly criticized Angostura, and the next second he got back to the point, "There's a loophole in the headquarters. Those guys are probably like sharks that smell blood. They can't wait any longer, right?"

They received an email from their boss yesterday.

In other words, every core member received an email with the same content - those who had been eyeing the organization began to take action against the lone members of the organization in Europe.

'Those people' are mainly led by MI6, with BND, CIA, FBI and other agencies assisting in the implementation of the arrest plan for the organization members...

This information was revealed in the boss's email.

Gin could clearly see that this information was not only obtained through the organization's intelligence system, but a large part of it probably relied on undercover agents planted in various institutions.

However, this time, the confidentiality of these institutions was very strict, and the organization did not receive the relevant information until the operation began, resulting in some not very smart members being arrested... Among them, there were some important members.

What is the organization’s general attitude toward captured members?
If there were no members of higher status like Gin or Angostura to act as guarantors, the only fate of the captured members would be to be killed by their own people.

Naturally, the boss in Europe also ordered this to happen.

It can be considered as reducing the loss to the minimum...

For an organization, intelligence is far more important than people.

The boss's intention was to ask their members in Japan to be more restrained in the near future and not to cause trouble...

This is actually not quite appropriate.

According to Gin's personal understanding, the boss's intention was to tell them not to do things openly, but to do more shady things to slightly restrain the actions of some people who are still in Japan.

Furthermore...

"This is an opportunity."

Gin suddenly changed the topic.

Angostura unceremoniously grabbed a bag of spicy strips from the snack pile and said nonchalantly, "Opportunity? Do you want to deal with those who slipped through the net now?
Come on, those stinky fish are hiding in the sewers now. I asked my subordinates to look for them for a week but couldn’t find a single one. I think we should wait until Europe stabilizes first…”

"I'm not talking about us." Gin grinned, "I'm talking about the opportunities, those guys... hiding in the sewers."

This is the first time Gin describes their mortal enemy hiding in the sewer, and to be honest the emotions are a bit subtle.

Because judging from the occupation all along, it is actually the organization that has been hiding in the gutter...

But due to the FBI's repeated failures, the situation has reversed.

"...Huh? You mean, this is an opportunity for the FBI?" Angostra said, holding a spicy noodle in his mouth, with a strange look on his face. "Gin, you don't have a fever, do you? Or are you daydreaming?"

Gin leaned back in his chair and said lazily, "Do you think it's incredible? But think about it carefully. Since they are taking action against the organization in Europe, these people in Japan cannot get help from their headquarters in a sense...

But in other words, we have lost contact with the headquarters."

"Besides, the reason they dared to attack the headquarters must be that something happened that we are not aware of. They also planted a stake in us. We can't catch all the traitors." Gin broke a potato chip in half. "What do you think the probability is that those people will fight to the death in desperation?"

Gin's answer was silence.

Only the tapping of his fingertips on the table gave any indication that Angostra seemed to be concentrating on the truth of Gin's words.

da~
The index finger stops tapping.

Angostura narrowed his eyes. "The number of people and the weapons and equipment of those FBI people are not enough to pose a threat to us."

"Also, if we were to take action against them, it would not be in compliance with the orders given by the boss."

He can act blindly without instructions, and even act first and report later.

But the boss has given orders, and if they continue to act recklessly on their own, it would be disrespectful to their superiors.

Even though the unscrupulous boss is now hard of hearing and vision, and all the intelligence from Japan depends on them to report...but we still have to have basic respect for our superiors.

But Gin also knew that Angostra's bringing out of the unscrupulous boss did not represent his own wishes.