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

Chapter 211 On the self-cultivation of an undercover agent

The days jumped to October in a hurry, and the time on the calendar turned another page unconsciously...

But Gin didn't care anymore.

Anyway, he lived his life, and he just had to ask Noah to get him a new electronic calendar every few months.

Gin is also very strange. When I ask others, they always skip the date the next day. But when I buy an almanac and turn it over myself, the dates are all normal...

He feels that the company that prints calendars in this world may have a more correct concept of time.

In the base, Gin had a stack of paper next to him, with strings of letters and numbers densely written on it.

Moreover, the writing is very sloppy, and probably no one except Gin himself can understand it.

"This guy is already here, which means the FBI will take action soon."

Gin took a pen and wrote down English letters one by one, frowning, "We have to let them take some action...otherwise the unscrupulous boss might not realize anything."

The FBI's actions this time can be said to be very secretive, and in addition to the FBI, there are also public security agencies from other countries.

However, there was no news from the peripheral personnel of the organization... indicating that these operations may have been carried out secretly, and even the undercover agents placed by the organization on the other side did not receive any news.

However, Gin believes that these undercover agents will always get the news, after all these people are deployed in Japan... But this is not what Gin wants to see——

The FBI people didn't know the other members of the organization except him.

Gin thought about it and found something strange:

Originally, there were basically no undercover agents on Piske's side, but it was only his side that discovered the undercover agents...

There are many rebellious people in Pisk who are unwilling to accept the oppression of the organization and will not wait anymore - but there are very few.

After all, no one can beat the gin-pressing team.

But unfortunately, he still has the most undercover agents here, which leads to a problem - the undercover agents don't recognize Pisk, nor do they recognize the current Chablis...

I only recognized him as Gin Jiu.

After thinking about this, Gin really felt that he was innocent: What could he do? He was also desperate!

Think about it, if he doesn't find a way to bring high-level officials like Chablis into confrontation with the FBI, then he will definitely be the one to suffer in the end...

After all, we are all ‘revolutionaries’ with a common goal, so why bother?

Can’t the Kuomintang and the Communist Party cooperate?

...Okay, even if it is impossible, we should unanimously attack the outside world?

Gin sighed: "We have to think of a way to get the FBI to pay attention to Chablis?"

Chablis's attitude towards him was a bit strange, and Gin suspected that the other party had discovered something wrong during his last stay at the hotel - he did have a lot of flaws at that time, but normal people would be able to get past it.

But Chablis…

Maybe this crazy wine has his own super intuition.

He recently browsed the search records of the database and found that Chablis had been checking almost all information related to him recently, and even Gin couldn't do anything about it in an honest manner.

In terms of status, they are equal.

My colleague can check the information and find out what happened to the other party? Is there any problem?

No problem.

Although Gin was very sure that Chablis could find out nothing about him in the information, the other party's behavior was like a thorn in his throat.

If Gin was truly sincere, he would never feel this way.

And if Gin has ulterior motives, something strange will definitely happen the next time he sees Chablis.

——If he hadn't figured it out.

Because only people with a guilty conscience will subconsciously think of their guilty conscience when they find someone checking their information.

If a person is an undercover agent, and someone suddenly checks his information, he may feel guilty and wonder if he has been exposed. And as long as the time goes on, but not to a certain extent, the other party suddenly finds the undercover agent, and the undercover agent may

When you hear the word 'undercover', your expression or body movements will appear unnatural.

"Hey, good guy."

Gin understood this very well and raised the corner of his mouth.

In his opinion, Chablis is stronger than Pisk... or even other decentralizers. After all, he has just changed from a direct subordinate, unlike an old decentralizer like Pisk, both in terms of thinking and ability.

All decayed.

Gin was sure that Chablis would come to him before long: it might be a task, or it might just be a simple chat between colleagues at work.

How to express it, Gin still has to think about it.

He had an immature idea...

"We can't let Chablis find something wrong, but we can't let him completely give up his doubts." Gin grabbed his chin and restarted a line on the paper with the other hand holding the pen.

Although he didn't know why Chablis suspected him, Gin felt that the other party's simple suspicion, without evidence, and the fact that he couldn't attack him or make a snitch, was very beneficial to him.

But, how should we maintain this situation?

Gin scratched his hair.

By chance, Vodka opened the door and came in at this time, "Brother, do you want coffee? I made an extra cup..."

"Hmm? Let's have a drink." Gin suddenly looked up at vodka, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes:

"Vodka, let me ask you."

"Ah? Brother, you ask..."

"If you were an undercover agent and someone suspected you and came to test you, how would you react?"

"...That big brother, I seem to be an undercover agent."

Gin: "..."

Good guy, he forgot about it for a moment.

——

After class at Didan High School.

Suzuki Sonoko didn't know why she suddenly became interested, and after Mao Lilan received Conan, she dragged him to an underground game city.

It was the first time for both girls to come to a place like this. They were a little nervous looking at a group of people playing various games.

"Hey, Yuanzi, why do you want to come to a place like this..."

Xiaolan took Conan's little hand and avoided the waving hands of an overly excited tourist.

"What's wrong? It's not bad to come to a place like this once in a while!" Yuanzi looked at the passers-by with different expressions, with a hint of intoxication on his face, "This is youth!"

Mao Lilan: "..."

Has this last line spread around the world?

Conan, who was being pulled, turned his head around curiously.

He used to either play football or solve crimes after class. It seems like he...has never been to a place like this?

Hmm, it seems.

Just when Yuanzi and Xiaolan were visually checking what entertainment items they were going to choose, a voice with a strange accent suddenly stopped them:

"Ah! Isn't this classmate Mao Lilan? Isn't there classmate Sonoko?"

Mao Lilan and Yuanzi were both excited, turned their heads, and said in surprise: "Teacher Judy?"

Behind them is a foreign woman with short blond hair, wearing a red jacket and short leather skirt.

Conan blinked, "Sister Xiaolan, who is this?"

It's strange, he didn't seem to have seen this teacher when he was in class a few months ago...

"Ah! Ms. Judy is our new English teacher last week~ She is a true American."

Xiaolan explained to Conan with a smile.

"Hi~ little brother, my name is Judy St. Timilion, please give me some advice~"

At this time, Judy also bent down with a smile and said hello to Conan.

(End of chapter)