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

Chapter 688: Confused Angostura
Angostura hadn't slept a wink for a day and a night.

Because as we all know, staying up late is harmful to your health, so...

He chose to stay up all night.

Of course, staying up all night is definitely not recommended compared to staying up late, after all, it is easy to cause sudden death.

"Ah!"

After witnessing Anderburger give away three heads in a row, Angostura finally couldn't help but want to curse out loud, but coincidentally, someone was talking about him at this time, forcing him to not curse out loud, but sneeze instead.

Then he started to curse:
"Anbu! Are you having a brain seizure? I've been sending you here since yesterday afternoon. Do you think you're bored? Count how many times I've pulled you up!"

As he spoke, he slammed the table hard.

Anderburg looked at him coldly, "I don't remember, but I just wanted to fulfill your wish of becoming a medic."

“…Get out of the way!”

In a rage, Angostra used AWM to blow up three enemy dog ​​heads in a row.

Tsk, if only this gun was this useful in real life.

Neither he nor Anderburg are very comfortable with heavy sniping, and they prefer lightweight guns...but they are also more limited by distance.

So if there are any unexpected situations, they usually each carry one type of sniper rifle.

——Of course, I’m referring to reality, not games.

"You stayed up all night again?"

Noticing that his teammate's temper was a little more irritable than normal, Anderburg made a reasonable guess.

He is the type who goes to bed on time, but his teammates do not have this good habit of going to bed early and getting up early. Moreover, it has become worse since they arrived in Japan, and it is common for them to stay up during the day and go out at night.

I can only say that the workers, the working souls, and the workers in the winery are not human beings...

"That's right. I always feel like something is going to happen." Angostura tried to open his eyes wide and search for enemies on the map, wanting to find a living one to shoot a few times to vent his anger. "And it's definitely not going to be a good thing!"

Anderburg stared at the screen blankly and nodded, "Indeed... because you are going to die."

Angostura was confused: "...What?"

As soon as this question word came out, the character he was controlling let out a scream, then fell to the ground with green smoke coming out, and instantly turned into a box.

"..."

Afterwards, Anderburg, who had lost his teammates, stopped giving away kills and killed the sniper from a distance.

Finally, he took out a grenade and came to the body box of his teammate, pulled the safety, and counted down to five seconds -

There was a 'pong' sound, and then the smoke cleared.

The box on the ground became two.

Looking at the two boxes, Angostura was silent for a long time, then threw the phone away. "What a rubbish game, even dogs won't play it! It's time to go to sleep, time to go to sleep..."

Anderburg glanced at his watch. "Not eating? You must have not eaten for nearly ten hours."

Gollum~
Someone's stomach growled at an inopportune moment.

The dull hall became even duller.

"...Tsk."

Angostura smacked his lips. "Then please pack a meal for me. Steak and salad are best."

"it is good."

Anderburger agreed briefly and without any delay. He changed his clothes and went out with his bag, as if he knew that time was running out...

In fact, he knew about his teammates' annoyance, but he could not help much in making decisions. Angostura watched his teammates leave, and fell on the sofa to take a nap.

Last night he received a message from Vermouth, saying that he was going to Osaka...

He learned indirectly... or rather he asked directly, and after learning that the other party's actions were instructed by Gin, his originally clear thoughts were twisted into a ball of yarn again.

——In fact, there is nothing important in Osaka. It is just to get some money from the rich man of the organization. The boss had told him to send someone to take over this matter a long time ago.

…But the problem is, he didn't tell Gin.

Even though Gin had been in the position of general manager of Japan for such a long time, it was normal for him to know that one of the organization's "hosts" was in Osaka, but Angostura still felt that there was something wrong with it.

Why did Gin know the exact time of the transaction? And why did he let Vermouth go to Osaka... to monitor the transaction?

Although there is nothing wrong with this understanding, it is also too far-fetched.

Moreover, at this critical moment, Vermouth, who had a close relationship with the boss, was sent out of Tokyo...

The idea of ​​'luring the tiger away from the mountain' suddenly popped up in Angostura's mind.

However, he also knew that Vermouth was definitely not the "tiger". At best, she was just a naive girl who was deceived by Gin in some unknown way - at least in the eyes of Gin and Angostura, she was a naive girl.

It's just a little fierce sometimes.

"By the way, that Ireland isn't in Tokyo either..."

Angostura suddenly opened his eyes and got up from the sofa.

Not only Ireland, but there is also Tequila who has never appeared in Tokyo from beginning to end. However, the latter's actions have always been relatively transparent. He also has records here. The other party seems to have been busy making money for the organization...

"Pino has been teaming up with Grenz for a while now, and there's nothing unusual about it... Although Kiel's performance is occasionally disappointing, I can't say what's wrong with him..."

"…Tsk! It seems that only Clarett is normal." Angostura took a breath, "Oh, and those snipers, this time I followed one to Osaka."

Very good, sniper -1 here.

Sure enough, no matter when evaluating these people, the conclusion is that "there is definitely something wrong with the people on Gin's side."

Angostura glanced at the time.

His people and Vermouth will go to Osaka tonight, but it will take at least two days to complete the handover before they can return. During these two days, their defenses in Tokyo will be reduced to an extreme, which is also the source of his worries.

"Could it be that Gin knew something was going to happen and sent people away on purpose?"

What if those fish in the stinking ditch knew that they were short of manpower these days, would they make a desperate counterattack?
Angostura narrowed her eyes.

He remembered that Gin seemed to be particularly eager to deal with those stinky fish, and seemed to have a certain degree of confidence that those stinky fish would fight back...

Think darkly.

...Could it be that Gin deliberately leaked the news and let those scumbags come to his door?
Thinking of this, Angostura's expression became a little subtle.

This doesn't seem impossible...

No, he has to take some additional countermeasures!

Just do it.

Angostura immediately opened the emails on his computer and mobile phone and sent two emails to his own people - but he omitted all the people who had any connection with Gin.

He did this just to prepare for the worst-case scenario and avoid being helpless.

But what I didn't expect was.

A phone call in the evening completely confused him...

(End of this chapter)