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

Chapter 112 Miyano Akemi's Money-Making Plan

'Tuk~'

'Tuk~'

"Tuk-tuk..."

The pen tip tapped again and again, leaving spots of ink on the blank paper.

Next to the paper, there were already piles of densely packed plans with arrows and marks mixed together, numerous and well organized.

But every plan map was marked with a huge cross without exception.

Miyano Akemi rested one hand on the table, almost dozing off from exhaustion...

She hasn't slept for three days.

After she found that person to communicate, Miyano Akemi had made all preparations, but she didn't expect him to come back so soon.

Connections, resources, weapons, supplies...

Almost everything belonging to the organization was taken away.

If she wasn't still useful, this house might not have belonged to her anymore.

Thinking of this, Miyano Akemi sighed heavily:

"No one, no helper, no weapons..." She was left with only a small pistol and a silencer, plus a row of magazines...

With just this little stuff, where can I get 10 billion yen?

Miyano Akemi also knew that the organization just wanted to use her to continue to create some value... But, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, she didn't want to give up - she didn't want to give up the hope that her sister would no longer suffer from the organization's harm.

"We just have to give it a try."

Miyano Akemi crumpled up all the manuscripts on the table and threw them into the trash can. With a determined look in her eyes, she took a deep breath, picked up the phone on the desk and started dialing.

'beep……'

'beep……'

As Miyano Akemi waited anxiously, the call was finally connected:
"Who?"

A hoarse and cold voice came out from the microphone.

Miyano Akemi exhaled softly, "Gin, it's me, Miyano Akemi."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds.

"What's up?" The voice on the other end barely fluctuated...

Of course, if Miyano Akemi was as calm as before, she might be able to hear Gin's confused tone.

But now Miyano Akemi's mind is full of '10 billion yen'.

"I have a plan." Miyano Akemi thought quickly about what to say to convince Gin, "I have a way to get 1 billion yen, but you have to give me room to move freely."

Gin said nothing.

But his silence seemed to be within Miyano Akemi's expectations. "You have taken away all the people and weapons I can mobilize, and now you have people monitoring me all the time... Do you want me to conjure up 1 billion yen for you at home?"

……

At Qinggang Pharmaceutical Company, Gin held the phone in silence, listening to Miyano Akemi trying a hard approach when soft tactics didn't work, while glaring at Miyano Shiho who had just come in.

"It's impossible for the surveillance personnel to withdraw, but I will have them monitor from the edge." Gin said while looking at Miyano Shiho, "Don't think of playing tricks."

"I know...I'll contact you if my plan succeeds."

After Miyano Akemi finished speaking, Gin didn't respond. He just hung up the phone and looked at Miyano Shiho.

"Is something wrong?"

Miyano Shiho hesitated, "What does my sister want you to do?"

Gin looked indifferent, "Don't worry about this, just focus on doing your own thing."

What else can he ask me to do? Go rob a bank... He is familiar with this plot.

After hearing this, Miyano Shiho had no expression on her face. She put a bag of coffee on his desk, then turned around and left silently.

After she left for a while, Gin silently stood up and threw the bag of coffee into his snack cabinet - there were already several bags of coffee in it.

"There's no need to be so obvious when drawing the line..." Gin felt a little headache.

I don’t know if Shirley had a premonition of something these days, but when she met them, she didn’t say anything or argue with them, and the three elders brought him coffee.

Gin knew that this was Shirley repaying him for the favor of sending him tea in the past.

Can……

He really can’t finish so many bags of coffee beans!

Gin roughly estimated that a bag of coffee beans could make at least ten cups of coffee... He was old and frail now, so he had to drink less coffee.

and also.

This kind of behavior, which is similar to drawing a line, was nothing in the past...but now it is a bit suspicious.

The more this happens, the less scruples the unscrupulous boss will have to take when he wants to get rid of Shirley...

Gin took out a milk-flavored lollipop, put it in his mouth and chewed it, trying to comfort himself, "Forget it, anyway, the necessary preparations are ready..."

As long as the unknown power in this world can ensure that Shirley becomes smaller after taking that medicine, everything will be fine.

Gin has transferred the research data of Miyano Shiho's medicine to his own organization for research. The current results are similar to those of Miyano Shiho. There is no way to guarantee that a person can be 100% regressed to the childhood stage.

and so……

Gin took three incense sticks and inserted them into the incense burner in the lounge.

He can only pray to God.

Witnessing the passing Vodka: "..."

What's in Big Brother's pocket? Where did Big Brother put this long incense?

-

"Shinichi, are you telling the truth?!"

"You are right, Doctor. I saw these two people on the train with my own eyes. I also know their code names... and the code names of their companions."

Next to the Kudo residence, at No. 22, Beika-cho -chome, in the residence of Dr. Agasa.

Conan looked at the doctor seriously and shared the existing information with him.

"Also, the organization seems a bit strange. There seems to be a rental relationship between different members..."

Conan told Dr. Agasa all his speculations, including Gin's original words that he overheard.

If Gin knew that Conan had such delusions about his organization, he would probably burst out laughing...

However, what Dr. Agasa cares more about is not the names of these wines and the internal structure of the organization, "Then Shinichi, you should not have been discovered!"

Conan laughed speechlessly, rolling his eyes: "If I were discovered, would I still be here?"

The doctor was also concerned and confused. He reacted after hearing what was said and touched the back of his head awkwardly, "That's true..."

"Besides, I always feel like something is wrong..."

Conan frowned, his intuition told him that meeting these two men in black this time was not a coincidence...but he also felt that this intuition was ridiculous.

If it wasn't a coincidence, could it be that it was deliberately aimed at him?
Conan just laughed at himself, and suddenly remembered a detail in the car, which made him shudder instantly:

The black-clothed man named Gin seemed to be going up with his companions, but in the end he stood at the stairs... and even glanced at him!
Why did she look at him? Did she discover his identity? Or was she giving a heads-up to her companions? Or maybe...

Conan's organization's PTSD begins to act up, and all kinds of conspiracy theories arise in his mind.

"Oh! By the way, Shinichi, I made something interesting for you..."

The doctor happily went to get new equipment (hook) for Conan, while the latter was still wondering whether the man in black had discovered him...

"Those guys who disregard human life are too scary. I'd better not go to Xiaolan's place recently..."

Conan sighed.

If it was really like he thought, and the Black Organization discovered that he had become smaller, then it would be dangerous for him to continue staying with Xiaolan...

I'd better stay at the doctor's house for the time being.

Dr. Agasa: So love will disappear, right?
(End of this chapter)