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

Chapter 682 Gin: I was clearing the court (Additional chapter 1 for the master, @檸佬)

A bowl of instant noodles, a boiled egg, and a bag of potato chips were basically all that Gin had for lunch.

Gin hadn't had such a sumptuous lunch for a long time - because he hadn't gotten up before noon for a long time, and if he got up after noon, this meal would be dinner.

After eating and drinking, Gin put away the garbage and curled up on the sofa like Vermouth, but without a blanket.

The air conditioning in the base was exceptionally cold today, but he didn't feel it at all...

Seeing that Gin stopped talking about the Five Star Group's actions, Vermouth snorted, put away the tablet, buried herself in the blanket again, leaving only her head exposed, put on her headphones again and played the drama: "Gin, do you have anything else to eat?"

"Instant noodles or rusks, choose one."

Gin didn't even turn around, he picked up his phone and started swiping.

Vermouth, this bastard, he repeatedly chased people away, and this guy repeatedly and consciously ran back, calling it "homeless", but Gin always felt that the other party just wanted to eat, drink, and pay for water and electricity...

Before, he had set up various mechanisms at the door to guard against the enemy, but later he felt it was time-consuming and laborious, so he gave up... Of course, the main reason was that Gin was tired of it. It was okay once or twice, but he didn't want to face the risk of having his hair chopped off every day.

He would check the email from time to time to see if there was any response from Angostra.

At this time, Vermouth said, "What other flavors does instant noodles have? I've only eaten braised beef before..."

Gin raised his head, "Braised beef, seafood, chopped green onion ribs, stewed chicken with mushrooms..."

"Oh, that's the chicken stew with mushrooms, thank you."

Gin: "...?"

So Vermouth thought this was a restaurant? So he was a waiter, right?
So, Gin decisively rejected this unreasonable request, "Don't you have hands and feet? Go soak it yourself."

"Oh, then I won't eat it." Vermouth showed a vicissitudes of life expression and took out his cell phone. "I will tell grandpa that you abused me and let him find someone to hunt you down."

Gin: "...?"

Do you still have any shame?
Do you think I'm really afraid of your old man Karasuma? ?

After complaining a few words in his heart speechlessly, Gin finally compromised.

"When are you going to see him?"

Gin asked casually while helping to make the noodles.

Belmode's tone was a little complicated. "I don't know... To be honest, I don't really want to go alone."

Gin rolled his eyes, "I see. You just want me to join you, right?"

"You're going to go again anyway, right?" Vermouth spread his hands innocently, then turned serious, "Besides, you helped bury my father, so my grandfather and I should at least express our gratitude."

"…Tsk, let's talk about it after we get through this stage."

Gin exhaled and placed the instant noodles on the table. "The plan will start soon... After the operation here is over, Europe will also be ready to take action."

Vermouth was staring at the instant noodles, calculating the time in her mind. When she heard Gin's words, she looked at him in confusion: "Europe? Over there, the organization is already at a disadvantage. As long as we can hold off Japan, the defeat of the organization is only a matter of time..."

"Then you think the organization is too simple." Gin laughed, "You have never been to the grassroots level of the organization, right?"

Vermouth rolled his eyes:
"If you mean those places where 'gu' are raised' that you mentioned, I have definitely never been there... so what does it matter?"

"Those people wanted to find loopholes in the organization and catch them all. To this end, they sacrificed countless people and deployed countless hidden agents to infiltrate the organization."

Gin smiled strangely, "But do you think that unscrupulous boss doesn't know this?"

“…What do you mean?” Vermouth’s face showed some confusion.

"The loophole in the organization was created intentionally by an unscrupulous boss... Even if it was not intentional, it was done on purpose. Those people wanted to plunder the organization's assets, but they didn't know that the top leaders of the organization were eager to find an opportunity to scare them and make those guys dare not act rashly." Gin explained slowly. Vermouth understood a little, but not completely. The confusion in her eyes had not yet completely disappeared. "You mean, that unscrupulous guy did it on purpose? But... wasn't the loophole in the organization created by you?"

"what?"

Gin slowly typed a question mark, "What does this have to do with me?"

"Didn't you kill all the people who came to support you earlier, so the headquarters had to send more reinforcements, causing the headquarters to be a little short of manpower?"

“…You’re right.” Gin probably knew what Vermouth was thinking, and showed sympathy to her who had fallen into the trap. “Those people don’t know of my existence, but if they knew about the flow of members, they would probably think the same…

That’s why I said, do you look down on the organization too much?
Especially you, Miss Karasuma, don't you have any idea of ​​your own family business?"

Gin couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark, which successfully made Vermouth clench her fists.

"Can you tell me?"

"Tell me something."

Gin curled his lips and glanced at Vermouth with disdain, "In fact, it was the unscrupulous boss who created this illusion by mobilizing personnel... When fishing for sharks, you have to shed some blood."

Vermouth's eyes twitched: "So, it was that old guy who deliberately pretended to be powerless in front of the FBI... No, it should be those people in sis who saw it? In this case, wouldn't those people..."

"That's right." Gin's eyes showed a bit of the ferocity of a predator, "Once the shark bites the hook, then it will fall into the trap of those old guys...

Of course, sharks are not vegetarians, let alone sharks that are armed to the teeth. It is impossible to capture them without paying a price."

Gin's eyes were fixed on the Vermouth instant noodles, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Vermouth exhaled a sigh of relief, "No wonder your organization has to go to Europe to help those guys. Indeed, if it's as you said, those people's situation may be a little bad."

When she finished speaking, she thought she would get a positive response from Gin.

But when she looked up and met Gin's eyes, she found that there was a look of confusion in the latter's eyes.

Gin tilted his head: "When did I ever say I would help those guys?"

Those guys refer to those who are against the organization.

Vermouth's eyes: "...You won't help them? Then what are you going to do in Europe?"

"Tsk, didn't I say that? I am a loyal servant of the organization." Gin said with a heavy face, "The organization that trained me is now being targeted by thieves and is planning to frame me. How can I just sit back and do nothing?"

"puff!!"

Vermouth spit out a mouthful of saliva, "Have some shame!"

If you, Gin, were a loyal subject, then there would be no traitors in the world, okay!
"You plan to help the organization deal with those people? What do you want? Are you going to be fooled by that old fox Grandpa?"

Three consecutive rhetorical questions showed Vermouth's shock.

Gin shrugged, "I'm not that stupid, okay? To put it bluntly, we are all using each other. He wants to use me to get rid of the boss, the 'traitor', and I just happened to use the name of Karasuma Renya to make all my actions legal... ahem, reasonable."

Vermouth continued to ask questions: "Reasonable? You call this reasonable?"

"Of course." Gin smiled softly, "I call this clearing the court of evildoers."

"Also, I was just about to say that your instant noodles might be mushy."

Belmode: "..."

Why didn't you say it earlier!!

(End of this chapter)