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

Chapter 164 Vermouth's Love for His Son

Dahei Building, rooftop bar.

Vermouth sat at the bar, smoking and drinking boredly.

She waited like this for about ten minutes before someone else pushed the door and walked into the empty bar besides her.

Hearing the two footsteps, Vermouth curled her lips and looked back:
"You're taking so long... it's not gentlemanly to keep a lady waiting for so long, Gin."

One of the people who came had this long, shiny silver hair.

Apart from gin, I'm afraid no one else is as distinctive.

The weather isn't that cold now.

As soon as he entered the bar, Gin took off the wide-brimmed hat that made them panic, and sat about one meter away from Vermouth with disdain:
"Don't you feel bored smoking in this kind of weather?"

The temperature inside is much higher than outside, coupled with the warm smoke... If it weren't for Vermouth, Gin would have wanted to take off his coat.

Vodka also greeted Vermouth and sat down in a random seat.

Vermouth was slightly stunned, looked at the cigarette in her hand, and reluctantly pressed it into the ashtray to extinguish it: "You really have too many requests."

"I'm just expressing my opinion." Gin looked at Vermouth in surprise, "What has provoked you to become so easy to talk to?"

Vermouth almost choked and looked at Gin speechlessly: "You are... Did you get stimulated by the boss's blame before and your brain is not normal?"

She has always been good at talking, okay?

As for Gin, it's been so long since we last met, why is his words full of sarcasm...

Gin fanned himself with his hat a few times and tilted his head, "Oh yes, I am indeed stimulated."

After waiting for five years, his plan finally started to unfold, and Shirley ran away so suddenly that he was indeed a little irritated.

But what does being stimulated have to do with his brain?
Vermouth is really something. After not seeing you for so long, every word you say is full of sarcasm.

Perhaps she didn't expect Gin to admit it so readily, and Vermouth didn't know what to say for a moment.

Looking at Gin's profile, Vermouth was suddenly absent-minded.

……

Gin rested for a few minutes to relieve the heat in his body and calm down before looking at Vermouth:
"Where's the money?"

Belmode: "..."

Money, money, money, only money on my mind!

"Here it is."

Vermouth took out a booklet from her pocket, shook her hand, and threw it directly to Gin, "There is 10 million US dollars in it, should it be enough?"

"Ten million US dollars..."

Gin hesitated for a moment.

Ten million US dollars is almost ten billion yen... Damn, I suddenly feel like robbery and extortion are so cheap.

"How much money do you have on you now?" Gin suddenly asked curiously.

"Two or three memories, why?"

Vermouth's eye twitched.

Damn it, is Gin trying to rob her?

"US dollars?" Gin narrowed his eyes.

"Or else?" Vermouth glanced sideways.

Gin clenched his fists.

Damn rich woman, he really wanted to rob Vermouth... This is tens of billions of yen! With this money, he doesn't know how many houses he can buy...

As if seeing the greed in Gin's eyes, Vermouth tightened her small leather bag.

She was sure that Gin definitely wanted to rob her!
On the side, Vodka quietly ordered a cup of coffee and sat shivering.

So scary, why are Brother Gin and Sister Vermouth using air conditioners? He is so cold...

half an hour.

The tense atmosphere between the two people eased slightly.

"So, why did you suddenly return to Japan?"

Gin put his hat down and asked for a glass of water.

It is impossible for her to come to his territory without any reason. Vermouth must have a mission or she must want to do something.

Moreover, members from different regions generally do not rotate, unless like last time when Vermouth went to England and remembered that she had unfinished tasks, she asked Gin, who was also directly under the boss, to help temporarily.

But no matter how Gin looked at it, he felt that Vermouth was not coming here temporarily this time, but was going to stay in Japan permanently...

Vermouth looked at him and suddenly threw a wink, almost making Gin choke on his water:
"Do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

"..." Gin calmed himself down and looked at her coldly: "Whatever you want, and don't look at me like that."

I wonder if he got goosebumps?
Vermouth showed a dejected look: "You are really ruthless... Didn't I tell you last time? America is too 'peaceful'. I can't stay there."

"I don't believe you." Gin took a sip of water. "It's fine if you don't want to tell me, but I want to warn you, don't do anything in my territory."

The unscrupulous boss had told him before that he should let Vermouth help him find Shirley, or just kill her if that didn't work...

Judging from Gin's treatment of Vermouth, if Shirley were discovered by this woman, getting rid of her would definitely be her priority.

Vermouth didn't know what Gin was afraid of, so she shrugged and said, "Don't worry, I just have something that I'm concerned about, and I want to check it out... I won't compete with you for power, don't worry."

Gin raised an eyebrow.

What do you care about?

"Is there anything else you care about?" Gin crossed his legs, his tone unconsciously interrogating, "The boss should know, right?"

But he was a little worried.

What is it that Vermouth cares about?
"Just a friend." Vermouth drank up her drink, with an ambiguous smile, "I'm different from you, Gin... I have my own circle of life."

Although she has the same status as Gin, in a sense, she is freer than the power holder most of the time.

She can complete tasks according to her mood, and can pass on any unfinished tasks to Rum; if she wants to go anywhere, she just needs to report it and someone will naturally take over her original position.

"Tsk...that's really enviable." Gin rolled his eyes.

Indeed, Vermouth is not like him. She is just a pure worker, getting up early and going to bed late, working from morning till night, taking care of a lot of things, and having no freedom at all.

The biggest difference is that there is no one around to monitor Vermouth.

I can only say that the unscrupulous boss is very biased.

Gin looked at Vermouth and had a question in his mind:
Is it really possible for him to pull Belmode over to his side?

……

Little did she know that as Vermouth looked at Gin, she was also secretly alert in her heart.

She had already found the trace of Yukiko's son...but she didn't expect that her cool guy would become so small...and her little angel.

For their safety, Gin must not be discovered!
Vermouth had reason to suspect that Gin had deliberately asked her the question just now just to test her... He was such a shrewd and money-grubbing man.

……

Neither of them knew that they were both wary of each other.

Only the vodka trembled and touched the coffee that was no longer hot, trying to warm itself up——

Can Brother Gin and Sister Vermouth stop being so cold?

He is almost frozen to death!

(End of this chapter)