Conan's I'm really not a model worker in a winery

Chapter 210 Gin’s daily routine of eating junk food

"Thank you."

After Chablis entered the door, he gave Ireland a wink... probably not that much, just a look of ecstasy.

Ireland:"……"

He's going to vomit!

"Can you be normal?" Ireland's face was a little dark.

He doubted that Chablis was in the same state when he went to find Gin alone that day... Why didn't Gin kill anyone?

"I'm normal...and it's not unreasonable to be suspicious." Chablis looked at the high-end and clean main hall, nodded with satisfaction, and put down his dear 'Fini', "I still stick to my opinion.

.”

"...whatever you want."

Ireland was speechless and brought the huge box in, "By the way, what did you bring with you to write about? Is it so heavy?"

Just picking up this box took him 130% of his effort.

Chablis blinked: "Oh, this is a box of Chablis, spring, summer, autumn and winter clothes, as well as my special lounge chair and bedding..."

Ireland:"……"

How is changing a place like moving!

"Okay, okay, you can go out if you have nothing to do. I still have to check some information."

After using up the Irish porters, Chablis began to drive people away.

A blue vein appeared on Ireland's forehead, he clenched his fists, and went out resignedly: Well, who asked him to deal with a boss like Chablis?

Wait until Ireland leaves.

Chablis first browsed the environment, and then sneakily checked all blind spots such as the corners, sofa cushions, under the table, and chair legs, before patting his butt and sitting down in front of the only computer in the computer room.

Very proficient in turning on the computer, entering the password, and sending an email to someone, he then opened the organization's database and began to search for a person's information...

For some reason, Chablis just felt that Gin was suspicious. He had no reason to doubt it, but he was absolutely convinced——

There is definitely something wrong with gin.

…

It's still mid-August.

Gin, who was taking a short break to eat junk food, sneezed.

"...Who is talking bad about me again?"

Gin sniffed.

I feel like I'm sneezing more and more recently.

After thinking for a while, Gin thought that he had not offended anyone recently, shrugged his shoulders, and continued to drink iced Coke.

Today, Gin was wearing casual clothes, a blue hooded jacket, beige loose sweatpants, and sneakers. He looked like a young student.

‘Didi~didi~’

The phone in my pocket suddenly started cheering.

Gin took out his cell phone, looked at the phone number, and looked very relaxed: "Hello? What's up?"

"Are you outside?"

The call sounded like air was leaking.

"Ah, yes." Gin took a bite of chicken popcorn, "I'm eating junk food."

"……What?"

"Fried chicken, do you want to come over?"

"I won't eat." The other end of the phone refused simply, "I'm buying food for your daughter."

Gin blinked, "What?"

"Instant noodles."

The person on the other end of the phone responded very calmly.

Gin choked, "No, no, I mean, who are you buying it for?"

"Your daughter." The other party remained calm.

"...You mean, Shirley? The world?" Gin reacted for a long time before he remembered that he was indeed a father. "Wait, why did you buy her food? Aren't you protecting her?"

The adult on the other end of the phone laughed emotionlessly, "Yes, because the doctor she lives in doesn't know what he is busy with every day, and he doesn't cook at all."

Gin: "..."

Damn Dr. Ali, I wonder if this will make children malnourished!

Moreover, Gin felt that it was not good to give instant noodles to children, so he suggested: "I think you can buy her a lunch box..."

Although natto is not delicious, it is nutritious.

"I have always bought lunch boxes before, but today she took the initiative and asked for instant noodles."

"..."

Judging from this, it seems that the mirror has been bought for Shirley many times.

Gin thought for a moment and asked tentatively: "So, why are you calling me this time?"

"When will you take your daughter back to raise her?" Jing's voice was slightly sinister, "I haven't had a meal at home for a long time."

Gin: "..."

He could hear the anger of this wife-loving maniac.

Haven’t eaten for a long time = haven’t been home to cook for a long time = it’s his wife who cooks...

No wonder Jing is so angry because he can't eat the food cooked by his wife.

"I don't know about this." Gin laughed bitterly, took a sip of ice coke, and ate a piece of fried chicken, "At least we have to wait until the organization's power in Japan collapses...or I'm exposed.

It's possible."

"Have your foreign players not taken any action yet?" Jing's voice was still cold.

"...Those are not foreign aid. Don't count on them." Gin was a little helpless, "We have already taken action. They have been entering the country very frequently recently, and an acquaintance of mine has also arrived."

"That's best."

Jing's voice softened, "Also, that woman in disguise seems to often appear near the school."

"School?" Gin raised an eyebrow.

Belmode goes to school...

"primary school?"

"Didan High School and Didan Elementary School, I found her twice when I passed by these two places." Jing's voice returned to calmness, "Is she also an acquaintance of yours?"

Gin took another sip of Coke, "Well, that's right...but I can't figure out her position for the time being."

"Then you won't kill?"

"Consider me half a friend, let's see."

Gin sighed.

It seems like he has to try Belmode.

It would be troublesome if Belmode had a conflict with them in the end... It would be best if he could convince her to join him, but the worst thing would be if the other party firmly sided with the unscrupulous boss, then he would have no choice but to destroy her.

But to be honest, Gin still values ​​friendship.

He had known Belmod since he was less than twenty years old. At that time, they both had code names and would occasionally act together - in the UK.

Later, after Belmod went to the United States, the two of them didn't see each other very often, and what annoyed Gin the most was Belmod's time-zone phone calls...

I still remember the last time they met, when they were trying the medicine 15 years ago.

Gin suddenly remembered that at that time, Belmode seemed to have taken the first-generation A drug before him...

But this is also his speculation.

If what Belmode had eaten was not APTX, but that...

"Okay."

Jing's voice was a little regretful.

Gin suddenly felt the phone vibrate and glanced at the screen, "Okay, let's not talk about it for now. Lie also called me."

"Hang up."

There was a rustling sound of plastic bags on the other end of the phone, and then after it was disconnected, an enthusiastic voice sounded:

"Brother Blade! I heard you have a day off today~"

"Well, what's going on over there?" Gin finished eating a piece of fried chicken and extended his evil claws to the French fries.

"Haha~ It's nothing, I just want to express my condolences to Brother Blade... Oh, that's right, Hiroki misses you too~"

Gin drank a coke and rolled his half-moon eyes, "So, you didn't call just to chat with me, right?"

strong:"……"

It’s over, Brother Blade discovered that he was fishing, what should I do, wait online, urgent.

(End of chapter)