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

Chapter 683 Invisible Game (Additional Chapter 2)

"What's the situation at headquarters?"

"... Really? They've already started..."

"I understand. I will pay attention to the situation in Japan."

In the bright study.

A slightly plump middle-aged man stood at the window, holding an old-fashioned mobile phone whose call had ended, and stared out the window without saying a word.

The bright sunlight outside did not make him feel warm or comfortable at all.

He even felt a little chill in his body...

"When will this day end..."

The man muttered quietly, and the two mustaches on his mouth trembled slightly with his sighs.

'Knock knock~'

There was a crisp knock on the door, bringing the middle-aged man back to his senses from his emo.

"come in."

The door of the study was pushed open, and a blond young man entered. "Father, are you looking for me?"

The middle-aged man smiled heartily when he saw the young man, but after a moment, the smile turned into his eyes: "Ah Tan... come here, I have something to tell you."

……

"Isn't this too fast?"

Organize an underground base.

Angostra was busy dealing with emails while also holding a game console, doing both, and was extremely overwhelmed - there was no other way, mobile phones were updated frequently, and the games on them became more interesting.

but.

What he was lamenting about now was not the progress of the game...even though he was defeated by a Voldemort less than five minutes into the game.

"what happened?"

Hearing his teammates' frantic shouts, Anderburger, who was watching a movie nearby, rolled his eyes and asked, "You got killed again?"

Angostura was startled:
"How do you know—No! That's not the point!"

He placed his gray screened phone upside down on the table, and then complained to his teammates, "Look! We just found out where those people were yesterday, and today we got news from the headquarters that those stinky fish are flailing even more fiercely..."

Anderburg tilted his head: "And?"

"And then? What else could happen?" Angostura continued to curse, "And then I got scolded by the boss!

He also told me to be more careful in my actions in the future, to be careful when I take action, and not to put too much pressure on those stinky fish... But that's enough! Didn't we just go around the entrance of those fish's nest? Did I take action? Did that put pressure on them?
Are those bastards springs? They jump when voltage is applied!

Damn it, believe it or not, I will bring people to knock down their hideout today!!”

The series of words were full of murderous intent, causing Anderburg to look at them sideways. He ignored most of the meaningless nonsense and accurately grasped the key point: "So, where is the speed?"

His question gave Angostura a noticeable pause.

Then, the latter restrained the anger on his face as if changing his face, and tapped the computer screen with the flying knife, "Those people's reactions were too fast. Of course, I'm not talking about the reaction time, but..."

"style?"

Anderburg took it up naturally, and nodded expressionlessly, "Indeed, this vigorous and resolute style is not like those people in MI6."

Angostura leaned back slightly. "I haven't even told you how they reacted yet, and you already know they acted swiftly and decisively?"

"That's nothing." Anderburger turned his attention back to the TV. "If you adjust the font size of the interface to size 7, I probably won't be able to see it." "Wow! Anbu, your eyesight has improved again?"

“It’s always high.”

After making a couple of jokes, Angostura finally got serious: "But Amb, to be honest, I've discovered that...some of my recent actions seem to be driven by an invisible hand."

"Hollow Man?"

"…Be serious!"

Angostura's face was dark. "I'm not kidding you, Anbu. After I talked to Gin that day, I went back and sorted it out, and I did find some problems.

I……

Forget it, just do your thing. "

Upon hearing this, Anderburg nodded happily and watched the pantomime on the big TV screen without saying a word.

He is not interested in such 'conspiracy theories'.

But as long as he is given a goal, a specific task, he will definitely complete it beautifully...

The main reason is that although Anderborg can follow Angostra's ideas, his way of thinking is relatively straightforward and he doesn't have any tricks. Angostra doesn't want to twist his teammate's intestines into a knot, so some guesses can only be kept in his heart.

——In a sense, Angostra’s situation is somewhat similar to Gin’s, especially Gin a few years ago.

It's really lonely to have ideas but no one to talk to, and there are very few people who can follow my thoughts.

"Just walking around these people caused such a big reaction... Could it be that my previous actions were too direct, making these guys scared?"
"Or is it that they have to do something, so they are trying even harder to take down the headquarters and achieve some goal?"
"Or maybe someone is instigating this..."
Angostura screened various possibilities in his mind, some of which he eliminated, and some of which he kept temporarily in case of emergency...

However, he and Gin had the same idea: they both believed that the headquarters could not be easily taken down, even though the boss had already told them very seriously that the headquarters was having a hard time resisting...

But these words can only deceive ordinary members. Old hands like them who have been immersed in the organization for many years, how could they not know the nature of the organization?
Is an organization something that can be wiped out by one person?

Obviously not.

Angostura even suspected that the place where the flaw appeared was not the headquarters at all. After all, the real headquarters was under the glamorous appearance of London.

If there was any war over there, the media, whose noses are sharper than dogs', would have already spread the news online, and the local intelligence agencies would not be able to stop it. How could it be as calm as it is now?

And Angostura's doubts are here:
If the organization's weakness was exposed right under the enemy's nose, it was the boss's trick... then did the person who secretly fanned the flames know this?

It’s okay if you don’t know, it’s like pushing the red team into a trap;

But if the other party knowingly committed the crime, he would have to consider more about the other party's possible intentions.

"It's really troublesome..."

Angostura let out a breath and threw all the emails he had read and remembered into the recycling bin, waiting to be destroyed.

And after he followed the boss's instructions and sent everyone a message with a lot of swear words, asking them not to do anything for the next few days and to stay at home...

Restarted the game.

He also used Anderburg's mobile phone to log in, pulled people into the team, and pressed the Anderburg TV button.

"Anbu! Stop looking, come on!"

"..."

Anderburg took his phone indifferently.

"Hey! Anbu! What are you doing?!"

"Don't send me off! Don't send me off!"

(End of this chapter)