Conan's Helping People

Vodka stopped the car, thought about the tone, and said carefully: "Then, will I go buy some bento?"

This tone is more cautious than the time he had just met Gin.

Gin nodded, and her first reaction was to subconsciously ask: "It's already twelve o'clock?"

"No, it's not time for that little devil to send the message, and there are still five minutes left." Vodka maintained that tone and continued to answer, resolutely not touching the boss's bad intentions.

Originally, he would never be so careful about the relationship between him and Gin. When it was time for dinner, he would take a look at the time and location, as well as his next destination.

If there is a task, he will get out of the car and buy a few bread, water and cigarettes. If there is no task, he will stop and eat.

But everything is unexpected.

Now, that accident is ‘twelve o’clock noon’.

Realizing that there were four minutes before twelve o'clock, Gin had already nodded slowly and agreed, and Vodka got off the car immediately.

When he walked towards the convenience store, he glanced at Gin slowly took out his cell phone... It was really miserable.

Gin rolled the car window a little, letting the fresh air outside come in, and then started flipping through the chat records before twelve o'clock.

How did the matter reach this point?

It starts from more than ten days ago that black-haired kid found that he would get a task if he had a little entanglement.

Gin turned the news to that day and read the news at twelve o'clock that day.

[My injuries have been healed and can be discharged directly from the hospital. The task just now was successfully completed and no other organizational members were injured.

I heard from the doctor and Miss Hirota that the recent task of organizing is very urgent?

I have a lot of time and can continue to do tasks.]

At this time, the other party's tone was still gentle, and the subtext was obvious, "I want to contribute to the organization. Boss, please send me a task quickly, I want to share your worries and solve your problems."

Gin read the message regularly for a few seconds, and again confirmed that it was really received at 12.00. If the black-haired kid had not pinched the second or set the timing.

Anyway, it is definitely prepared.

After reading this tactful and polite words again, Gin flipped down, ignored the reply he gave to the two tasks, and flipped until the next day, the other party sent 12.00.

[Yesterday's task report was completed and successfully completed. Are there any emergency tasks nearby? I can handle the emergency tasks first and then do daily tasks.

I heard from Miss Hirota that you are very busy every day and don’t even have time to eat.

Recently, my activity area has been expanded, and the scope is a bustling place throughout Tokyo, and I can do some irrelevant tasks.]

#Daily Tasks#

At this time, the other party was still very polite. Gin was really busy that day. Considering that the other party seemed to be very peaceful and well-behaved recently, he continued to give two tasks and added an emergency task.

Then, at 12.00 on the third day, the other party sent another polite message.

[My activities today are also in the bustling area of ​​Tokyo, and I have plenty of free time to do tasks.

Yesterday's task was also successfully completed.]

From the first day to the third day, the other party's polite long speech gradually decreased, and the focus began to be emphasized more and more.

On the third day, Gin still had many tasks, so I sent four or five tasks to the other party, and there were several replies that could not be completed.

On that day, the other party still completed it successfully. I don’t know how to manage the time. Whether to complete the task while accompanying the police personnel to fish or touch the mouse while doing the task.

When I read this message, my phone vibrated and prompted that there was new news. Gin paused, speeding up the decline message.

One by one, a piece of news passed by his eyes one by one.

[My activities today are still in the bustling area of ​​Tokyo, and I have successfully completed and reported the five tasks yesterday.

Today's activity projects are less than yesterday, and there is more free time than yesterday.]

‘So, you won’t send me a fewer tasks than yesterday, are you?’

The tone was still a bit polite, but it wasn't as polite at the beginning. After a few days, the other party's politeness gradually disappeared rapidly.

[The mission was successfully completed. Today's activity area is a prosperous area of ​​Tokyo. What tasks are there?]

【The task is successfully completed, what new tasks are there?】

【The task is completed successfully, may I ask about the new task?】

...

【Complete, new task?】

【New Mission?】

【Task?】

【?】

Gin froze his eyes on the clean question mark. He looked at it for a few seconds, slowly sliding down to watch the new message of 12.00 today.

【】

...It's too much!

It is a good thing that the other party can love the organization so much, and it is also a good thing that the other party can love the organization so much.

But how can it become a tormenting thing when it is superimposed?!

And why do some people deserve such a beating? Even if they only send a blank space, they can fully demonstrate that "You are not sent a task yet. Are you stupid? Is this still my teaching?"!

The blank message is even more provocative than the question mark message.

It seems that the message on the next day is the most annoying message forever.

Gin searched for the mission in the Tokyo area and paused.

Most of the tasks he is responsible for are tasks such as meeting transactions and handling goals. Unfortunately, Hinata Riki is particularly good at handling these two tasks.

What's even more unfortunate is that Hinata handles tasks reasonably very quickly.

Ten days ago, Gin transferred the task to the other party to double digits, trying to curb the other party's increasingly cheerful and skillful steps, and at the same time, the other party could still complete it successfully.

...Are police personnel waste? Let me take a look at your victims!

The Black Organization has been hiding in the dark trend. Although there are many accidents and tasks in normal times, it is not as many as more than a dozen a day.

The wool that was caught by Hinata and fleeed for more than ten days has been basically processed in the Tokyo area.

The rest are all tasks that are not subject to Gin, such as some scientific research, and I guess Hinata is not very interested in it.

Gin continued to pause, thinking about whether to transfer some tasks from other subordinates.

After thinking about it, I'd better forget it.

In recent days, there have been too many tasks from other subordinates, and their subordinates are a little upset, thinking that Gin is not satisfied with their business capabilities.

So they either work harder to carry out the task, or they seem to be forced into a desperate situation and have abnormal movements.

Then the latter immediately took it as a new task.

...The other party doesn't need to go through the back door at all, secretly stumble on the insider code.

According to normal circumstances, even if the other party has just joined the organization, it will pass several reviews and checks and confirm that it is not an undercover agent, and can also be sent to perform a major task. After completion, the code name can be awarded immediately.

The question now is, how to cut off the little ghost's tail swaying in the wind, or how to satisfy the other party's greedy appetite?

Gin pondered for a moment, and did not reply to the message for the time being, but lit a cigarette.

He took a deep breath.

The phone vibrated again, prompting a new message.

...That little devil will not just stop replying the message for a while, so he will be even more dissatisfied, right?

He is the one who is dissatisfied with it.

It is a good performance to do tasks for the organization, but the tasks are really not so good!

It seems like it is not a task, but a big gift package from the supermarket's big rewards.

After half a cigarette, the phone vibrated again, Gin looked down at the phone, and then his eyes narrowed.

There is indeed a new message, and it is indeed sent by an annoying person.

But it wasn't that little devil, but Belmode.

【roof    top    bar    privado.

——Belmode]

This is the name of a bar, privado in Spanish, meaning secret.

That woman actually came to Tokyo?

Another new news was the urge message sent by the little devil tentatively, and Gin ignored it directly.

He sent a message to the vodka that had gone to buy a bento, but it turned out that he had lost his name.

【Come back, go and meet.】