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

Chapter 187 Black Concerto - Annex
[The content of this chapter is the actual (Chapter 184 - Black Concerto - Return), and the explanation content of this article is not counted in the text. 】

“Irish?”

Ireland, who was holding the document in his hand and cursing Chablis in his mind, heard Gin repeat his code name.

Just as Ireland was about to throw the document back to Chablis, he happened to meet Gin's eyes.

This eye contact made the former stunned.

Because Ireland felt that the coldness in Gin's eyes instantly dissipated halfway, and it wasn't even that cold anymore.

He even yawned and closed his eyes: "Whatever."

Ireland:"……"

He almost forgot that Gin was also very friendly to his own people.

Although I am not on Gin's side, we are still colleagues in Japan after all.

Chablis also sensed the change in Gin's attitude, and was stunned for a moment, his tone slightly aggrieved: "Hey, friend, why are you still treating me differently?"

You were so mean to him just now, but you are so 'casual' to Ireland...

As soon as Chablis finished speaking, Gin opened his eyes again and glared at him fiercely:
"you shut up!"

Chablis: “…”

He's going to make a scene!

……

"No problem." Ireland quickly flipped through the documents and handed them back to Chablis.

That is, those task blocks that were taken away in the past probably can’t be retrieved.

"That's good."

Chablis took it with a look of regret.

Ireland:"……"

What are you regretting? You still want to fight, right?

After Chablis finished the documents, Gin stood up suddenly and said, "That's it."

"and many more."

Chabli suddenly spoke up, with an inexplicable glitter in his eyes: "I still have something to ask you for."

Gin paused and looked back with an especially gloomy expression:
"explain."

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n hours ago.

Gin felt a headache.

He heard that Chablis' flight to Japan was at around seven o'clock, and considering the possibility of the flight being delayed and the journey over, Gin arrived at the annex at around eight-thirty.

Not everyone can come to the Dusk Annex, so in the end, Gin brought vodka and the other three that could be used at the moment.

——Pino is one of his own, and he doesn’t want to move; and before, in order to reduce the burden on himself, Gin arranged for Tequila, who had not been turned around, to continue to participate in activities in the Kyoto circle, and he was too lazy to call him over again.

As for Kiel, who is an undercover CIA agent, Gin is not worried:
The CIA's forces are not yet in mainland Japan, so even if they know the location of the annex, it won't be a big problem...

Moreover, apart from being used by them for handover, this villa is usually idle and handed over to some suckers to manage.

...Come to think of it, I heard there's a treasure in the annex, but Gin doesn't know if it's true.

At about nine o'clock, Gin tried calling Chablis again.

The result is still empty number.

"Is the plane delayed two hours?"

At that time, Gin was still thinking about it and it seemed not impossible.

At ten o'clock, Gin called again, but found that the number was still unavailable, and realized that something was wrong.

This Chablis...could it be that they didn't get a number?

Then Gin went to ask the person he had arranged at the airport, and the other party said that at eight o'clock he saw a group of people wearing black windbreakers walking out of the airport.

Gin: I feel like Chablis is a little unreliable.

After seeing Chablis, Gin changed his mind.

The other party is not unreliable...but too confident.

Gin could sense the contempt for others in the other person's eyes - even for himself. "Be careful with this person."

Gin lowered his eyes, leaned back on the sofa and dozed off, secretly alert in his heart.

But he didn't expect that Chablis would bring Ireland along...

Gin knew that Ireland was Pisk's confidant. He even knew that the relationship between the two was very close, almost like father and son.

Gin didn't know whether Chablis wanted to bring Ireland along, or Ireland asked to come along.

He didn't want to guess...but no matter which one it was, it showed one thing:

Chablis has a special relationship with Ireland.

So, in the matter of Pisco, he was destined to have a boundary with the other party, so it was no wonder that Chablis was not very polite to him as soon as he came in.

...Well, actually he wasn't very polite himself.

Gin reflected for a second.

But, he's not going to stay in the organization in the end anyway, so who cares!

After the other party confirmed that there was no problem with the document, Gin wanted to slip away.

Unexpectedly, Chablis suddenly spoke up:
"Wait, I haven't asked for anything yet!"

Gin: "..."

What the hell is this guy doing again!

Gin turned his head expressionlessly: "Speak."

"Isn't it time to return what your predecessor took from us?"

Chablis had a smile on his face that Gin thought was asking for a beating, and he sat on the sofa with his legs crossed. "From what I understand, Gin, the number of your core subordinates has been reduced by more than half compared to ten years ago. Holding so many resources in your hands... isn't that a good idea?"

Gin's expression remained unchanged, but he slowly typed a question mark in his mind.

What did the previous boss take? Resources? What the hell?
He stared at Chablis and heard him continue:
"You have fewer people on your side, but we have more. I think... taking back those mission blocks won't have a big impact on you, right?"

Chabli narrowed his eyes like a fox. "Of course I just said that. After all, those things have been with you for decades... But if one day we are unable to complete the mission due to lack of resources, then -"

"Mission block?"

Gin showed his cold teeth.

Chablis paused at the slightly sinister expression.

Chablis narrowed his eyes, ignoring Ireland who was winking at him frantically, and was about to say something else when he saw Gin quickly take out his cell phone.

"Administration? Return the mission blocks that the previous Fino got from Pisco to them, now, immediately, right now!"

Then, Gin hung up the phone immediately, as if he was afraid that the other party would go back on his word.

This operation left Chablis and Ireland stunned.

After hanging up the phone, Gin took two deep breaths.

Wow, there is actually such a free opportunity to reduce the burden...

No, why did his predecessor take over Pisk's tasks? I don't know how busy they are!

Gin secretly decided to go back and check how many tasks his predecessor had taken from Pisco...

If it’s not much, it’s fine, but if there are a lot, he will continue to scold.

"Gone?"

Gin turned his head and looked at Chablis, with an inexplicable hint of friendliness in his eyes.

Taking the initiative to help him reduce his burden, what a good person!

"...Uh, that's it." Chabli said blankly.

"Then let's go. There will be outsiders here tomorrow. Clean up the traces."

Gin kindly reminded him and then left the living room first.

Chablis and Ireland were left staring at each other.

The things from the past... are they taken back so easily?

You're not dreaming, are you?

(End of this chapter)