Conan: I'm Not a Model Worker in the Winery

Chapter 111 Conan: Gin! Vodka! I'll remember you!
Seeing that Gin didn't follow him up the second floor, Conan almost sprained his ankle when he braked.

Fortunately, the door between the carriages was quickly closed, blocking the two people's sight...

Gin is now a little glad that he followed along, otherwise the idiot Vodka would definitely be followed again!

Well, I still can't let Conan know that I planted a bomb... or if he knows but can't find him, that's fine.

……

Conan watched Gin disappear behind the door and wished he could bite his teeth to pieces.

It was this fierce-looking silver-haired man who hit him with a stick... and also gave him drugs!
"Damn it... He's guarding there, and I have no idea what the other guy is doing up there."

Conan stared at the door resentfully for a while, then fixed his eyes on the seats of Gin and Vodka, and a light bulb popped up in his head - he had an idea!

"It's just right, the bug that the doctor invented a few days ago comes in handy!" Conan's glasses reflected a bright light and he smiled like a villain.

He took out a piece of gum and put it in his mouth and chewed it for a few times. Then he unscrewed a bug from the back of his glasses and wrapped it in the gum. He kneaded it for a while and stuck the gum under the seat.

"Conan! You can't do this."

Ran Mouri didn't know when she noticed that Conan was no longer sitting in his seat. When she was looking for him, she happened to see Conan stuffing something under someone's seat.

Conan was startled, "Xiao-Lan-sister..."

Xiaolan picked him up and said helplessly, "Really? Conan is so smart, but he also likes to play pranks?"

“This, this is…”

The three Teitan treasures who came over after hearing the noise gathered around. Ayumi set an example for contemporary Japanese elementary school students in terms of environmental protection. She took out the chewing gum that Conan had stuck under the seat, and wrapped it up with a handkerchief with a smile, "If you have chewing gum, wrap it in a tissue and throw it in the ashtray!"

Genta and Mitsuhiko nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, I think Conan must have been reading mystery novels in class and didn't listen carefully to the teacher's explanation of garbage classification."

Conan was secretly happy when he saw Ayumi throw the chewing gum into the ashtray - because he could hear it more clearly there.

But then Mitsuhiko and Genta's words made him laugh: Isn't it because the class content is too boring?

By the way, Hiroki was also reading mystery novels during class... and not just mystery novels, he even read university computer textbooks.

"Okay, just sit down in your seat."

Mao Lilan carried Conan to his seat and continued to appreciate the scenery outside the window.

As for Conan...

He kept looking back at the train interface, and in his heart he kept urging the two men in black to return to their seats quickly.

……

staircase.

Vodka came down with a suitcase, raised it up and gestured to Gin, "Brother, I got it."

Gin raised his eyelids and said, "Change seats with me later."

Conan is so silly, doesn’t he know there is glass on the door?

Although I didn't see what he did after he lay down, Gin knew with his feet that it must be a bug or something like that...

Vodka walked ahead carrying the suitcase.

A few seats in front of them, Conan would look back from time to time, and when he saw someone coming, he would quickly sit down.

"Strange...how come the briefcase just now was replaced by a suitcase?"

Conan's instantaneous observation ability can basically be said to be off the charts. With just a quick glance, he can remember many features.

Gin fumbled under the seat for a while, and when he didn't find anything, he opened the cigarette box next to him.

really……

Gin grinned.

Putting a bug in chewing gum? He is very familiar with this operation!
But he's done even more disgusting things, like stuffing cockroach corpses in there... Thinking back on it, Gin wanted to wash his hands a hundred times again.

Gin looked at the chewing gum ball for a few seconds, pretended not to notice, and pushed the ashtray back in.

Later, Conan heard the noise and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the sound was still there, but the next moment his heart was lifted again: "Brother, did you find anything?" Vodka turned and looked at Gin.

"Nothing... just a kid's prank."

Gin pretended nothing happened, while thinking about what message to send to Conan...

What about the Black Organization?

Gin thought for a long time before realizing a problem - Conan didn't seem to know their names!

"...Vodka." Ever since he knew he had traveled through time in Conan, Gin hadn't used proper English pronunciation to refer to the code names of the organization members for a long time. "You write the report this time."

Gin really didn't know what to talk about... Normally, he rarely chatted with Vodka.

"Ah? Yeah, okay, Gin-sama."

Looking at Gin gesturing on the armrest, Vodka added a code name in front of the name with a bit of confusion and grievance.

But Vodka felt wronged because he had to write the mission reports for every operation between the two of them since he didn't know when...

After each of them said a word, they fell silent again.

Gin: “…” Think quickly, is there any other information you want to reveal to Conan?

Vodka: "..." The eldest brother is so weird today...

Conan, who was eavesdropping: "..." Gin? Vodka? Using the name of a wine as a pseudonym? I'll remember you!

……

As he was about to get off the bus, Gin still didn't expect to reveal the information without leaving a trace...

I can only give out more codes.

Gin pretended to be serious while discussing something with Vodka: "Vodka, you should know that Rum is coming, right?"

"Eh... I know, but I don't know exactly when... Come to think of it, Vermouth also said that she would be back in a while."

Very good, +2 for the wine name.

Gin gave Vodka a thumbs up.

"Who cares about that guy... Anyway, Rum will wait until Shirley's drug development is almost complete before coming to Japan." Gin was annoyed when he heard Vermouth, "Vermouth... this bastard hasn't paid me the rent for Calvados yet!"

Wine name +4.

However, after saying so many codes, Gin did not realize one problem - that is, Conan's logic had become confused as he listened.

What Shirley Pharmaceuticals, Rum came to Japan? Could it be the medicine he took?
And Vermouth rents Calvados?

These two men in black are indeed an organization...but why does this organization also have a leasing model?

Conan was confused. Could they be mercenaries? That didn't seem like it... And they were hiring their own people. How weird.

The Shinkansen stops at several stations on its way to Kyoto.

Gin and Vodka got off at the nearest place and drove back to Tokyo in the car that they had asked someone to drive over earlier. If there was anything they needed to do on the way, they could do it there as well.

After Vodka and Gin got off the car, Conan also walked around the car, but because there were too few clues, he had no idea where the briefcase had gone or what was in it...

Moreover, there were quite a few people holding briefcases on the second floor, and Conan had no evidence or reason to have them search their briefcases, so he could only sit in Kyoto helplessly...

……

That afternoon, an explosion was reported by TV station.

Because the explosion site was very close to one of the Shinkansen stations, and Conan had the impression that someone got off there, he immediately thought of the two people on the train.

Conan watched the report on the charred female corpse on TV, and the anger in his eyes almost took shape.

"Gin, Vodka...I will definitely bring you to justice!"

(End of this chapter)