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

Chapter 195: The Dusk Villa-Scholar

This unsigned invitation is very beautifully made. To be honest, one would think it is an invitation to a high-end party at first sight.

But Conan said no...

Mao Lilan suddenly said, "By the way, Dad, didn't he sign his name or anything?"

"Signature, let me see...what is this?"

Maori Kogoro frowned when he saw the footer. "'The Phantom of God's Forsaken Son'?"

"…What does this mean?"

Whenever Mao Lilan heard this signature, she always felt creepy.

Only when Conan heard the name, a thoughtful look flashed across his eyes, and then he curled the corners of his mouth.

Kind of interesting...

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"May..."

Gin sat in the chair, looked at the information on the computer and took a sip of light tea.

His silver hair was a little wet, and it seemed that he had just washed his hair.

"Yeah, it's already May... So, why did you suddenly remember to call me, Gin?"

A female voice suddenly sounded in the room.

Tracing back to the source of the sound, it was found that it was coming from the mobile phone that Gin had placed next to him.

Hearing the other party's upturned ending tone, Gin just rolled his eyelids and said unhappily:
"Don't be so conceited, Vermouth... My subordinates just said they found a suspicious blonde woman who always disappears, so I came to ask you."

"Ah, I'm sorry to add burden to your work~"

Vermouth laughed twice, "I just found something interesting recently... maybe you are interested in it too?"

"Then tell me."

Gin's eyes were about to roll up to the sky.

Didn't he understand Vermouth's nature? She was the type who would hide what she had discovered and would never tell anyone...

Oh, I just tell him out of kindness sometimes.

But this time, Vermouth obviously didn't have any kind intentions. She just chuckled and said, "Well, I'm not sure yet. How about I tell you when I'm sure?"

"It's up to you. Just don't suffocate yourself." While Gin was on the phone, his other hand was still typing on the computer. "Also, before you act, you'd better take a look at the mission arrangements of Chablis and I. Don't jump into the hunting circle without knowing it."

"Yes, yes. I'm not a newcomer. I will definitely not miss such a thing... That's it. I still have a lot to do."

After saying that, Vermouth simply hung up the phone.

Gin didn't really care.

He just continued typing back messages on his computer—but not from members of the organization.

[Has the location been reached? ]

[Yes, Master Ren, the location program has been implanted into the other party’s mobile phone.]
[Pay attention to her position. If you are too close to the target, contact me urgently... If you can't contact me, find the mirror. ]

[Understood, Blade-sama. ]
[Also, locate the phone number I gave you last time, and contact me if there’s any unusual activity. Also, the one from last time…]

Gin communicated with Noah on the computer for a while.

Suddenly, Noah popped up a line of small words: [Master Blade, there is an incoming email.]
Gin raised an eyebrow and asked Noah to exit the program. The computer screen immediately returned to the organization mailbox interface.

A fresh email pops up at the right time.

Gin clicked silently:

[Gin, someone is heading to the dusk place, have someone keep a close eye on what's going on there——****]

Gin: "..."

Good man, he just crawled back from there the day before yesterday morning, and now he is asked to watch it again? However.

"Who is the boss today?"

Gin held up his chin and began his daily routine of guessing the boss.

The unscrupulous boss sometimes has slightly different styles of sending emails, so Gin can boldly guess that there is more than one boss.

As for why I guess...

Because Gin had never seen an unscrupulous boss.

Even during the drug experiment back then, the boss who was present was sitting behind the scenes. Gin had no idea what that person looked like, and even suspected that the other person was just a stand-in.

The 'that gentleman' or 'that sir' that these wine lovers address usually refers to the real boss.

Regarding this point, the unscrupulous boss had no intention of hiding it at all. Even an old hand like Gin knew it clearly that the boss is the boss, and that person is that person.

But sometimes, that person can also be one of the bosses.

So when these old-timers receive emails or phone calls, they will try to determine whether the other party is the boss or "the one"...

It’s just that everyone’s judgment criteria are different, so there may be some deviations.

For example, Gin believes that the person who sent the email this time is definitely not that person - because in Gin's opinion, when that person sends an email, he will not put his code name at the beginning of the message, and the writing style is relatively formal, and when receiving his email, he will reply with empty words like "Don't let me down".

...Of course, Gin had guessed before that the person might have a ghostwriter or something.

Sometimes it may be directly reported, sometimes indirectly, so the writing style may be slightly different...

But who knows the real situation?

Maybe even Vermouth doesn't know this.

After a while of guessing, Gin began to think bitterly, whether he should go on this mission himself...

If it were someone else, once they saw that it was assigned by the boss himself, even if it said 'someone', it would definitely be them.

But gin is really not rare at all...

Unless it is a very necessary mission and he is afraid that others will mess it up, Gin is usually too lazy to go by himself.

And according to Noah's information just now, Conan and his friends also received an invitation to the Dusk Villa.

However, due to the unclear situation, they did not invite Retsu and Hiroki to join them this time...

But what is certain is that Kaito will find a way to get away with it.

Gin rubbed his forehead with a headache: "This unscrupulous boss doesn't make it clear what he wants to observe..."

Just before returning to the base in the morning, he had sent the thing he got at night to the Five-Star Group's intelligence point and asked Xie to find a way to study it.

Then what's left in the annex is that mechanism.

Now the question is - does the unscrupulous boss want him to prevent those people from discovering the mechanism, or does he want them to discover it?
If the mechanism is triggered, Gin has no idea what will happen...

If it causes a big commotion, should the treasure behind the mechanism be recovered or what should be done with it? Or should the people who discovered the treasure be killed?
Just like the two tragedies that happened before.

"...It shouldn't be the case."

Gin frowned and stared at the sentence, pondering it over and over again.

He felt that if he really had Alzheimer's disease, his unscrupulous boss would have to take half the responsibility - he was made to do ambiguous things every day and was left guessing.

After a long moment of suspicion, he asked, "You won't just... let me watch, right?"

You don't want the treasure anymore? No way.

Gin closed the email and started looking for people in the core member list.

There wasn't much to find actually, as the only ones left were himself, Vodka, Tequila, and Kiel, with Cohen and Chianti being the only two pure snipers left and not much use.

Gin: He has a hard time because he has no one under his command.

(End of this chapter)