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

Chapter 404: It turns out that Conan can’t recognize her if she’s not wearing black clothes?
Since Kogoro Mori had already contacted the police, the criminal was taken away directly by the police when the main line stopped at the next station.

Considering that Kogoro Mouri and Rei were also going to Osaka to handle a case, Inspector Megure kindly suggested that they could take the statement when they got back.

After the case came to an end, the carriage was suddenly filled with a cheerful atmosphere - many people came to ask Kogoro Mouri for his autograph, even though he was not the one who solved the case.

Because when someone asked him "Why are you so awesome?", Rei threw all the responsibility to Maori Kogoro:

"Thanks to following Mr. Maori, I learned a lot of reasoning knowledge... To be honest, I can't even reach one ten-thousandth of Mr. Maori's level!"

Then, Lie hugged Conan and threw him back to his seat, retiring with his mission accomplished.

Kogoro Mori was left alone to bear the fire and enthusiasm of the passengers.

"Mr. Lin, you are so modest." Mao Lilan felt very embarrassed when she saw this scene. "You always help me, but in the end, all the credit goes to Dad..."

"It's nothing. I don't care about this. After all, I'm not a detective. I think Mr. Maori needs fame more than I do?" Lie said with a righteous smile.

Mao Lilan immediately showed an expression of admiration.

Mr. Ke showed his signature half-moon eyes, "Is that so? Uncle Lin is not simply afraid that it will be troublesome if the police come to help every time, right?"

The fierce smile paused for a moment.

Then he pinched Conan's arm hard, "Little Conan, don't tell such truths in the future~"

It's more than just trouble. If he becomes famous, what if he goes out to plant a bomb and is recognized one day? How can he get away then?

Hiroki, who was sitting by the window, looked at the two people who were already fighting and yawned.

Uncle Lie, this 41-year-old giant baby, can always play well with Conan...Are the mental ages of these two really elementary school students?
Hiroki looked out the window, ignoring everything around him, his mind completely empty, and began to listen to Noah's weather forecast broadcast - he had not forgotten his character and still had a 'hearing aid' in his ear at all times.

……

The atmosphere on Conan's side was very harmonious.

The last carriage was still empty and deserted, with no one around.

There were less than ten people in the entire carriage.

Gin sat in the chair, flipping through a magazine boredly.

There was no one around him, no one in front, no one in back.

This went on for a while before a man in a baseball cap sneaked over.

"Uncle Blade~ I don't think anyone will come over, right?"

The other person lifted up his baseball cap and glanced ahead quietly.

"I think so." Gin turned the page of the magazine, his expression full of contempt for the world, "If he comes again, why don't you just continue to hide?"

"I want to, too... but you didn't see it, Uncle Ren. That Kudo... Conan has such a keen sense! Every time I look at him, he can spot me."

Kuroba Kaito looked quite puzzled.

Gin glanced at him indifferently, "That's telepathy, right?"

"...What is that?" Kuroba Kaito blinked blankly, sensing that Gin was in a bad mood, "Uncle Ren, you seem to be in a bad mood?"

"Nothing wrong, I'm just wondering."

Gin chewed the candy expressionlessly, "It turns out that he is really unrecognizable without the windbreaker."

Although the reason for going back was because Lie was deliberately making trouble, Lie also picked him up when he came back so that Conan could observe him more conveniently...

Even so, Conan didn't react at all when his eyes passed by him!!
Damn it, is his presence really that low when he's not wearing the Organization's uniform? Kuroba Kaito was stunned for several seconds before he realized what Gin meant by 'not recognizing him', and said helplessly: "Uncle Blade, isn't this a good thing?"

According to the nature of Uncle Blade's identity, it would be better if he was not recognized? If he was recognized, then if Conan called the police, wouldn't both of them be unable to escape?

...Well, maybe I can still run away.

"No... I've thought about it carefully, and it's probably a good thing for him to keep an eye on me." Gin took out another lollipop and chewed it. "I don't think there will be any 'vanguards' later. If there is an operation, I will most likely be the first to take the lead... The FBI has also been resting recently, but if there is no intelligence source, it will be more difficult for them to deal with it."

Having said that, Gin sighed helplessly.

Can't those official agencies be more effective? He has to worry about the organization and the Five Star Group, and now he has to be careful not to get wiped out by the FBI...

Kuroba Kaito: "..."

What Uncle Blade is worried about seems a bit complicated...why don't you consider giving him some important information? What if it can help?
However, after looking at Gin's sad face, he didn't ask for information.

But Kuroba Kaito has already made up his mind to find some information about the Black Organization...

The Five Star Group has a motto called 'self-reliance and adequate food and clothing'... He felt that he needed to inherit this fine tradition.

How can you keep thinking about getting something for nothing?

Kuroba Kaito praised his own cleverness.

However, he remembered something else and poked Gin who was deep in thought with a finger:

"Um...Uncle Blade, I have something to tell you."

Gin was thinking about how to get Conan's attention when he came back to his senses and asked, "What's the matter?"

"That's right, I told the organization about that small organization that's looking for Pandora before." Kuroba Kaito sounded a little awkward when he mentioned the word "small".

But at the moment, compared to the Black Organization, the Five Star Group, the FBI and other institutions, that organization is indeed considered "small".

Gin was silent for a while.

Finally, under Kaito's suspicious gaze, he uttered:

“…Oh, that organization.”

Kuroba Kaito Half Moon Eyes: "Uncle Blade, you didn't forget, did you?"

Gin turned his eyes away, "How is it possible..."

He won't admit it.

By the way, the organization Kaito mentioned seems to have nothing to do with the winery, right?

Kuroba Kaito kept chasing: "Uncle Ren, do you remember the name of the guy who came to steal the gem from me not long after I joined the Five Star Team? It was a code name!"

Gin: "..."

How could he guess? There were so many code names in the world besides wine!
After hesitating for a long while, Gin asked tentatively: "Slime?"

Kuroba Kaito: "..."

Uncle Ren, why don't you just admit that you forgot?

"It's Snake, which means poisonous snake!" Kuroba Kaito sighed and became serious, "Those people probably know that I came to steal the Egg of Memory this time, so I want to be on guard against them..."

(End of this chapter)