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

Chapter 165 Tottori Prefecture: Conan, don’t come over here!

It's a nice and sunny day.

The weather is clear and clear.

However, Gin had no chance to see this wonderful morning scenery.

He was trying to open his sleepy eyes and prepare to crawl out of bed.

The lounge is completely disconnected from the outside world, and if the lights are not turned on, there is almost no light...

Gin sat on the bed in a trance for a while before turning on the light in the dark. After looking at the calendar, he sat down in front of the computer to process documents - today was another summer day.

We finally entered winter yesterday, but the weather is terrible.

Gin complained about the weather in his heart and thought of the outrageous dream he had just had...

Yes, Gin had a dream:

In the dream, he seemed to be carrying a group of garbage bags...

Yes, that’s right, black garbage bags!
The shoes were black garbage bags, black sunglasses and a hat, and he was holding a small slingshot in his hand...

He took a bunch of garbage bags with this configuration and faced a big boss - a red bow as big as a house.

This bow tie wears a huge black-framed pair of glasses with antennas on them, Rolex sneakers on his feet, a bottle of counterfeit wine in his left hand, and a big watch in his right hand...

The two armies faced each other, and the one with the big red bow tied all the garbage bags he brought into a string with a glance, while he was drowned in the wine jar by a pile of counterfeit liquor...

In the end, the big red bow won the victory, made a scissors hand gesture, and drove away with vodka.

And then...

Gin woke up.

He felt that this dream was outrageous, very outrageous...

Gin was certain and certain that the one with the red bow was definitely Conan.

"Why did I have such a strange dream?" Gin felt a little bit uneasy after dealing with a few emails.

He seldom dreams, and when he does, his dreams are usually connected to reality - that is, they are like danger warning signals.

Before Gin became the chief of the Japanese forces, he would have predictive dreams every now and then, which helped him avoid countless life-and-death crises.

But what the hell is this dream?

"Are you implying that there's no benefit in fighting Conan?"

This dream was too simple and easy to understand, and Gin was a little confused. "But, I don't want to fight with Conan..."

He still has to protect Conan... According to the meaning of this dream, does it mean that Conan is so powerful that he doesn't need his protection?

You must be kidding. He's so small that even the tranquilizer gun may not be able to knock him out.

And it’s also very strange that he is drowning in counterfeit liquor - fake liquor, isn’t it just those undercover agents?

But he is also an undercover agent...

Gin was puzzled, "What other garbage bags are there..."

Probably, a member of the organization, right?

Are they so rubbish? Conan knocked them all out with just one shot...

It's outrageous, really outrageous - the worst thing is that he even took his driver away, which is really too much.

After Gin dealt with a few more emails, he was really in no mood and clenched his fists and made a cracking sound——

After he had this dream, he really, really had an urge to beat Conan up.

...Because of time jumps, there are often a lot of emails piled up in the mailbox.

But this time, there is not much message to process when jumping from the end of active hibernation to the beginning of hibernation.

After Gin finished, he felt a little bored and planned to go out for a walk.

——He is different from Vermouth. Vermouth can go wherever she wants, as long as it is not across borders, unless there is an action...

Gin is not okay.

Not only did he have to report his missions and travel routes, he didn't even have the freedom to go out for a walk...

Of course, but it has been like this for many years, and Gin has always been a good boy, a tool who obeys the orders of an unscrupulous boss.

Gin used the same old trick and sent an email, asking for some freedom of movement under the pretext of looking for Shirley.

Gin can guarantee that the unscrupulous boss will agree to this request.

After sending the email, he repeated the same trick and set up an automatic reply email, turned off the computer screen, got dressed and went out.

He was thinking about whether he should do something to speed up the progress of the conflict between the two sides. After all, the FBI has not made any move until now... Mainly because Gin has no good opportunity to find someone to spread the word.

——It is impossible to find Sherry. Gin even wants to fake Sherry’s death to eliminate the trouble forever.

Unfortunately, the little guy ran too fast and Gin didn't have time to react...

Gin went out this time mainly to cause trouble, so he deliberately didn't bring vodka. He just left a note and took a communication jammer.

"Noah, any news lately? Any news on the movements of those people I need to keep an eye on will do."

Gin changed his clothes in the car to make himself feel fresher, and turned on the radio to contact Noah on the way.

[Yes, Master Blade... Among the people you follow, the more special one is the Kudo couple who returned to Japan a few days ago. After solving a case with Conan, they are currently preparing to return to the United States.] Noah on the radio dutifully checked all the qualifications of the mastermind.

Gin thought: "The Kudo couple? Are they still in Japan?"

[Yes, they are still in Japan, but they are going back to the United States tonight. I have checked their flight information.]
"…By the way, have you seen the guy called Kamikawa Ryohei before?"

Gin's eyes flashed, and he had some different ideas. After thinking for a few seconds, he asked again.

[Kamikawa Ryohei...] Noah pondered for a moment, probably checking the historical records of other sub-programs and the main program, [Yes, it seems that Conan and Xiaolan always take this person's taxi whenever they go out...]
Gin: "..."

He just calls good guy.

Gin narrowed his eyes and said, "You ask him to try to contact the Kudo couple and tell them that I want to meet them... It wouldn't hurt to ask him to reveal some information about the organization."

[Understood, Master Blade, I will pass the message to the main body right away.]
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Tottori Prefecture, a mountainous area.

"This commissioned place is really deep... ordinary people won't come in, right?"

There were a bunch of people sitting in the back of a truck:

Ran holding Conan, Rei with Hiroki, Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha who came together, plus a lonely Maori Kogoro...

It can be seen that Maori Kogoro's face is extremely unhappy:
"I say... this should be my commission! What's the big deal about calling this kid from Osaka?"

He pointed at Hattori Heiji angrily.

Mao Lilan blinked, with an innocent expression: "What does it matter? Didn't Hattori also invite us to travel to Osaka last time?"

"He invited us to travel. It's not impossible to invite them to Tokyo, but this is a commission! A commission!"

Kogoro Mori could no longer bear it.

I finally managed to solve a case on my own, but then another detective came to join in the fun...

You think that the pressure Mr. Lin doesn't put on him is enough?
(End of this chapter)