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

Chapter 229 The dark cloud covering Sidama

"Ireland..."

Chablis held the cell phone that stopped suddenly, turned to look at Ireland who was looking at him with admiration, and asked in a strange tone, "Does Gin have any problem with his perception of time periods?"

"What do you mean?"

Ireland had a 'you're awesome' look on his face and no other expression.

Chablis touched his stubbled chin, "Just now, I said I had been here for a few months, but he asked angrily that I had only been here for more than ten days..."

Strange, so strange.

Ireland also heard Gin's roar from the east of the river just now, but his expression did not change, "Maybe he was busy and forgot."

"...How busy is he?"

Chablis immediately pouted, the scene was so beautiful, "Everyone I've placed here has said that they have no tasks to do at all, it's all us who are busy!"

Damn it, Gin is so abominable! He tricked them without saying a word...

But Ireland holds a different view:

"Really speaking, you brought it on yourself, and I didn't feel very busy."

To be honest, he really has a lot of leisure time, even more leisurely than when he was most relaxed before.

He really couldn't understand how relaxed Chablis was in England.

Chablis glanced at Ireland resentfully: "I said, where are you standing?

Why do you always speak for Gin?

"This has nothing to do with which side we stand on." Ireland flatly denied it without any introspection about his clumsy remarks.

Chablis said reluctantly: "Then what happened to the look you gave me just now?"

"I just think it's a miracle that you were so unbridled with Gin and didn't get killed by him." Ireland always had a 'you're awesome' expression on his face.

"..." Chablis was silent for a while, "Does Gin kill people casually?"

"No, it's because many people who were against Gin in the past died in mysterious circumstances." Ireland took a sip of Chablis, "Some had accidents, and some were directly ordered to be killed by superiors... Anyway, Gin seemed to be surrounded by

He has an inexplicable power, and there is almost no good outcome if you go against him."

Chablis laughed twice: "What you said made me a little nervous."

"Then you might as well calm down."

Ireland dropped her expression, her face a little complicated, "Why are you staring at the gin? I don't understand."

"You should have some confidence in me, Ireland." Chablis laughed nervously and shook his phone, "I feel that I am very close to the truth."

"What's the truth?" Ireland put down the wine glass in his hand and looked at Chablis intently, "What are you chasing after?"

He felt that Chablis was simply unreasonable, and no one would ever doubt Gin's loyalty to the organization...

So does he himself.

Ireland recalled the scenes he had witnessed, and still felt an uncontrollable chill in his heart.

In his mind, among the people who should not be messed with in the organization, Gin undoubtedly ranked first.

"The results will be available soon. I'll tell you then." Chablis showed a harmless smile for a moment.

Ireland's eyes were incomprehensible, "You will die."

There was no reason, but he just had this hunch.

Chablis smiled indifferently: "I don't think so... No matter what, I have to show that Lord, his most trusted subordinate..."

"What does it look like?"

The golden-green wine slid down his lips and into his throat.

In the dark underground, there was a burst of suppressed crazy laughter

Listening to Chablis's lunatic laughter, Ireland silently put on a pair of headphones and started watching some horror movies.

Staying with Chablis without some preparation will sooner or later lead to mental breakdown.

…

Downstairs of a building opposite the twin skyscrapers.

Gin leaned against the car and looked at his cell phone in trance.

Chablis's move was really cruel.

He wasn't very surprised, after all, if it weren't for someone being killed by Conan, Gin would have wanted to blow up things in the building.

However, because the building was cordoned off by the police, he had not specially deployed any manpower in this area before, so he would not be able to get in for a while.

But why is Chablis so crazy that he wants to help him blow up the building?

Gin felt that this crazy comment was really unreasonable... Even if he thought about it from his perspective, he didn't think he would be an undercover agent.

Moreover, because of what Chablis did, it was impossible for him to destroy the materials and evacuate in advance. He could only wait for the party to start in two days...

But then, Conan and those people will be there again.

This is a big deal.

Gin felt bald just thinking about it.

Seeing that he was a little distressed, Vodka came over carefully: "Brother, where are we going now?"

"...Go and stay at the stronghold."

Gin came back to his senses, opened the door and got in the car, and adjusted the channel on the radio, "Noah, is the content of the phone call just now recorded?

[Yes, Master Blade, the record is completed...]

"Tell the others and let them try to prevent Conan from attending the opening ceremony the day after tomorrow."

[Okay Blade——]

Before Noah could finish speaking, Gin switched off the channel again.

After Vodka got into the driver's seat, he started the car silently.

I feel like my eldest brother is becoming more and more emotionally unstable now, and I'm afraid...

"Member of Nishitama City? Has he been killed?"

"Wrong, it has been confirmed. This matter is not a secret in the Metropolitan Police Department... Also, a top programmer who was also in the company that day also died, but the place of death was at home."

In an apartment, Judy was holding the phone, her face a little solemn.

"Xiu, could this be..."

"Who knows? Maybe it's because those mice can't hide anymore, I don't know for sure." The voice on the other end of the phone seemed very relaxed compared to Judy.

"But, if it is true!"

"If it's true, wouldn't it be more beneficial to us? After all, they don't know that we have shifted our focus." The man's voice was inexplicably confident, "If these guys really attack high-level politicians, then they must be those who

People have bad news about them...use this as a breakthrough point, and if we continue to investigate, we might be able to get ahead of them."

After hearing this, Judy's expression became less solemn, but her tone was still slightly worried: "But, this woman's side..."

"Just continue to maintain normalcy and don't be impatient. These rats have a very sensitive sense of smell."

Tokyo Police Department.

Mouri Kogoro and others waited until noon for the fax from Nishitama City Branch.

Includes on-site findings and photos taken on site...

After Officer Megure waited for the fax to arrive, he made a few copies and gave them to his subordinates and Kogoro Mori.

Conan, who was sitting next to Officer Shiratori, stretched his head to see what the photo was about.

"The corpse's forehead was penetrated by a bullet, and the bullet was currently found in the cabinet opposite the door."

After giving the information to several people to browse, Officer Mumu said solemnly:

"In addition, the victim also held a silver table knife in his hand..."

When he said this, Conan also saw the photos of the scene.

Silver table knife...

In Conan's mind, there was a name that was ready to come out.

(End of chapter)