Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

Chapter 212 My Appearance is Not Bad

Arrived at the movie theater in the Mihana Central Building.

When Gin got out of the car, he was wearing a face mask.

Vermouth, standing nearby, laughed and said:

"Is this someone already getting used to the life of a big star?"

Vermouth walked up to Vodka, snatched the sunglasses from his face, and then put them on Gin's nose.

“He really does look like a big star,” Vermouth said.

He wore a mask, sunglasses, and a hat on his head.

That's how celebrities dress when they go out.

Vermouth glanced at the vodka.

Look, they've even hired bodyguards.

She's only acted in one movie, and she's already acting like a diva. I wonder how arrogant she'll be when she becomes a big star in Japan.

Gin glanced at Vermouth, who was smiling brightly, but ignored her and walked into the theater with his movie ticket.

They sat in a corner of the theater.

Several cameras were watching this place.

Vermouth gave a peace sign to the camera.

Gin chuckled and glanced at the camera.

But his face was so well covered that he didn't look particularly fierce.

At the very beginning of the movie, a familiar figure appears.

The character's long silver hair, cold face, black trench coat, and even the top hat all bear a striking resemblance to Gin himself.

Gin's body, which was originally leaning back in the chair, would instantly straighten up.

Those green pupils contracted sharply in the darkness, like a venomous snake locking onto its prey.

The surrounding audience shrank back.

Did the cinema turn down the air conditioning?

To create a terrifying atmosphere, they deliberately made it chilly inside—a cheap trick.

Vodka turned his head sharply, leaned close to Gin, his voice trembling with shock.

"Big...Big Brother! That guy...!"

Gin silenced Vodka with a tiny gesture.

His entire attention was focused on the screen.

They are remarkably similar.

He stared intently at the man on the screen, trying to gauge just how similar they were.

Because he had surgery on his face, and with the help of makeup and on-screen effects, he looks exactly like Gin.

“A pointless provocation,” Gin said coldly.

Only Cointreau would pull off such a pointless provocation.

Even without Vermouth's reminder, he wouldn't have thought of the FBI.

“The plot is still quite interesting,” Vermouth said.

Vermouth felt that Cointreau wasn't doing this movie for the box office.

It was taken intentionally to show Gin.

Gin, lacking any manners, pulled out a cigarette.

But thinking about the potential unrest that might result from taking off my mask, I suppressed the idea.

"My appearance should be a top secret of the organization, right?" Gin asked.

Not only him, but also Zhengyi and Rum.

Their appearance is a closely guarded secret within the organization.

There are no photos of them even within the organization.

“Yeah, so what?” Vermouth said nonchalantly.

If you're so capable, go and kill Count Du.

I can even show you the way.

Talking to Jundu about organizational rules is pointless.

She herself did many things that did not conform to the organization's rules, let alone Jundu.

Vermouth said with a smile, "Actually, you can also give Cointreau's photos to the media."

Given Cointreau's reputation in Japan, if his appearance were exposed, many people would undoubtedly want to cause him trouble.

Gin ignored Vermouth.

Poor attempt to stir up trouble.

Even if you give Gin a picture of Cointreau, you'd have to wait for those newspapers to dare to publish it. Vermouth whispered a suggestion to Gin.

“You give some small and medium-sized newspapers a report about a crime, then show them a picture of Cointreau and say that Cointreau is the murderer.”

Those people don't know what Cointreau looks like; they might just post his picture.

Gin said nothing.

I don't know if they listened to Vermouth's idea or not.

He got up and left, not intending to watch this absurd movie.

"Aren't you going to watch any further?" Vermouth asked.

She laughed and said, "What if Cointreau uses your image to portray a foolish, insane, or ultimately easily defeated clown?"

Aren't you angry?

“I’m not interested in how he portrays it,” Gin said.

Vermouth shook her head.

The plot is really interesting.

It also alludes to Sulli.

If Gin really reads this story, I wonder if he will become suspicious of the little girl next to Cointo.

On the way out of the theater, Gin gave Vodka an order in an extremely cold voice.

"Check properly."

"We investigated everything about that actor thoroughly."

His voice was completely calm, but Vodka could clearly sense the tsunami about to erupt beneath the surface of the sea.

My brother is very angry.

"Yes!" Vodka didn't hesitate and immediately accepted the order.

But I'm not confident about completing this task.

If Cointreau wants to protect this actor's privacy, it will be really difficult for them to find out anything.

After leaving the movie theater
Gin lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and exhaled a cloud of smoke.

Ha ha.

In this world, only that bastard would dare to exploit his image.

Vodka asked in a low voice, "Big brother, should we kill this guy?"

"If you kill him, do you think Junto will let it go?" Gin asked.

Vodka was stunned.

Although Jundu is at fault, he will absolutely not let this go.

If this movie is successful, there will definitely be a sequel.

The male actor from the first film will definitely have to appear.

Killing him would cut off Jun Du's source of income, wouldn't it?
The fate of those who cut off a man's path to wealth is known throughout Japan.

"So you're just going to let that guy run wild with your face, brother?" Vodka asked angrily.

Gin stared at Vodka with a blank expression, causing Vodka to shrink back.

"Go do what you're supposed to do."

"Yes!"

Vodka felt a chill on his neck.

"Di Di~"

Gin glanced at his phone; it was another unpleasant guy.

"Has the organization decided to enter the entertainment industry? If so, I think my looks are passable. —Bourbon"

Gin gripped his phone slightly tighter.

Can movies really spread that quickly?
Bourbon came over to mock them so quickly.

Gin quickly realized that something was wrong.

Because Cohen and Chianti also sent emails, both about the movie.

The news that he, 'Gin,' will play the male lead in the movie is already known to those who know him.

"Damn it!"

It must have been that guy, Jundu, who gave everyone movie tickets and told them they absolutely had to go see it.

"Beep, beep, beep~"

[It's best to keep a low profile when organizing activities in Japan. — Rum]

[You should use this sentence to advise Junto. —Gin]

(End of this chapter)