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

Chapter 222 Monitoring the FBI’s actions

"...Instead of guessing here that my subordinate is an undercover agent, you might as well think about how the FBI will deal with it."

Gin rubbed his brow as if he had a headache, and looked at Chablis with an unkind look, "Also, why did you come here this time?"

"Ah...actually it was in the annex last time."

Chablis suddenly leaned over the table, stared at Gin and said, "I later heard very interesting news from the police."

Gin Jiu raised his eyes coldly: "What?"

"I heard that the famous thief in Japan, a man known as 'Phantom Thief Kidd', was also in that villa."

Chablis squinted his eyes.

Hearing the words 'Phantom Thief Kidd', Belmode raised his head and stared at him with a strange expression.

"So what?"

Gin tilted his head, with a trace of doubt in his cold eyes.

Chablis clicked his tongue twice, "Okay, my friend, after all you are so busy, you must not know...that Kaitou Kidd, I heard that he can disguise himself as anyone."

"Just like our dear Miss Thousand Faced Witch."

He did not forget to smile at Belmode in a friendly manner.

Belmode also smiled faintly, but his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Gin became a little impatient and glared at him, "Can you tell the truth?"

"Okay, okay, it seems that Kaitou Kidd disguised himself as someone in that annex." Chabrili sighed slightly dejectedly, "If, I mean if, that person I killed

What if you don’t die?”

Gin looked at him expressionlessly and took out a Beretta in his hand, "I advise you not to beat around the bush with me again."

Chablis: "..."

As for that, as for that? He would pull out a gun just to give in?

Belmode: "..."

Well done!

Vodka: "..."

Why does he always feel like there is a smell of gunpowder in the air?

"Okay, okay, I said that's it. You put the gun away first, I'm scared." Chablis trembled and held his dear Fini in his arms, like an innocent and pitiful girl...

What a ghost.

"I found out that Kaitou Kidd took my target away at that time. I just doubt that that person is actually not dead."

Gin raised his eyelids and said, "You fired the gun. Did you not count whether it hit or not?"

"Well, am I just doubting it?" Chablis spread his hands innocently and drank the whole drink in one gulp.

"If you really suspect that the person is not dead, you should find evidence and keep an eye on those people and that Kaitou Kid." Seeing that the wine glass in front of Belmod was empty, Gin pushed the wine he had not drunk away.

He walked over and said coldly, "Also, it's useless to tell me this kind of thing. You can either find the target yourself or report it to the boss."

Chablis sighed and shook his head: "Okay, okay, I'm just talking and complaining... Why are you so indifferent?"

He lowered his head slightly, his eyes flickering.

Chablis was so focused on Gin that he didn't realize that Bermod had been silently paying attention to him after he spoke.

Belmode and Chablis drank sips of gin and vodka while sipping sugar.

After a while, when they had almost finished drinking, Gin bit the lollipop stick and said:

"Okay, let's talk about how to deal with the FBI people, let them do nothing, or deter them?"

"No matter what it is, you have to report it to that person first..." Belmode said while shaking his wine glass, "But the information on my side is incomplete... Where are you, Gin?"

"I have not received any reports from my subordinates regarding the FBI."

After Gin finished speaking, he looked at Chablis.

The latter shook his head, "Don't look at me, I don't even know that the FBI is operating in Japan."

Gin's head turned dark: "It's always good, okay?"

"...is there any?"

"In the UK, don't their official agencies care about you?"

Chablis: "..."

Well, that makes sense, they do often compete with MI in the UK.

"In short, the top priority is to figure out what the FBI is going to do."

Belmode knocked on the table lightly, his eyes cold, "It would be better if these bugs are coming for me, but if they are coming for the organization..."

Then the other party must have a big plan.

In as short as a few months or as late as a few years, the other party will definitely take big action.

The organization's armed forces also need to be ready at all times.

"Report the situation to that person first." Gin made the final decision, scanning the two of them, "After the boss's instructions come down, if the action is allowed, keep in touch."

"Of course."

Belmode smiled and took out a piece of paper with a simple map on it, "I estimate that their main focus is on Tokyo... Although I am not sure if other bugs are involved, at least I know the FBI's movements.

I'm sure."

She drew a circle on the paper and said with a smile: "The seven districts in the east will belong to me."

Gin glanced at the map, "Do you have enough people?"

"Don't worry, I can borrow one of your people." Belmod calmly used Gin's men.

Gin rolled his eyes, "I will be responsible for the south side, and leave the west and north to Chablis."

Belmode really knows how to blackmail him... Forget it, considering that he gave him such a large amount of money last time, he doesn't care.

However, Chabrili was a little dissatisfied: "Hey! Why do I take half of it by myself?"

"Didn't you hear that Belmode is using my people?"

Gin stared at him fiercely.

Chablis suddenly felt aggrieved, "That's different...and you don't know how many tasks I have recently!"

"hehe."

Gin didn't sympathize with him at all, and sneered, "It was all originally assigned to me, and you wanted to go back on your own... Why, isn't it fulfilling?"

"Ah, you've got it right, Chablis." Bermod held his chin in his hands, "Gin used to be many times busier than you are now, and he often stayed up all night for a week without any rest."

Chablis: "..."

Is this a model worker? How terrifying.

Gin: "..."

Well, stop talking, Belmod. He wants to sleep when he thinks of those previous experiences - it's too torturous.

Vodka: "..."

Don't say anything, he is just a little transparent.

"Okay, let's break up the meeting." Gin clapped his hands, naturally treating today's date as a meeting, and stood up with Vodka in hand.

Before leaving, he did not forget to tell Bermod, "By the way, if you have any questions, go to Chablis. He has many people with him."

Don't misappropriate his subordinates every day and increase his manpower burden.

Bermode glanced at Chablis thoughtfully, with a beautiful smile on his face: "Okay... Then I won't bother you more in the future, Chablis."

As expected, the rumors are unreliable. They say that crazy wine is difficult to make, but it is still much easier to make than gin.

Chablis smiled reluctantly.

No, Japan is too complicated... He wants to go back to England!

(づ●─●)づ

(End of chapter)