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

Chapter 463: The tacit understanding of hating each other

Chapter 463: The tacit understanding of mutual dislike

"…They are different? How are they different?"

Vermouth sat on the sofa and asked tiredly.

She didn’t feel any difference between Angostura and Chablis, and…

Before, she thought Chablis' attitude towards Gin was pretty good, but Gin was afraid of him and got rid of him; on the contrary, Angostra came up and threw a knife at Gin, and then was hit in the face by Gin with a bomb.

Vermouth couldn't imagine how much hatred Gin had for doing this, but after the person left, she didn't take it to heart at all.

When Gin heard Vermouth's question, he removed the messy bandages on his head.

His previous injuries from the explosion had completely healed, and he said something that had nothing to do with Vermouth's question with a half-smile: "You should hate that person... right?"

"..." Vermouth raised her sleepy eyelids, "If you don't want to say it, just say it. This method of changing the subject is too low-level."

"I just want to say that that person should have protected you pretty well."

After searching the lounge, Gin poured a glass of water for himself and Vermouth, "Because you never consider certain things."

Vermouth was silent.

...Why do I always feel that Gin is secretly praising her for being stupid?
Coincidentally, just when she was thinking that, Gin just gave her an affirmative expression.

Vermouth almost became murderous again.

Fortunately, Gin gave a serious explanation the next second: "Vermouth, you have to know... Angostura is here to replace me. His trust in the unscrupulous boss is no less than mine."

Vermouth perked up a little and drank some hot water: "So? Isn't it easier for him to threaten you?"

If the other party noticed that Gin was doing something, they might become suspicious and investigate like Chablis did before. What if they found something...

Gin shook his head slightly, probably knowing what Vermouth was thinking: "Chablis... He doubts me completely without any logic. Angostura is not that crazy."

Belmode: "..."

Isn't it crazy enough to throw a knife at someone as soon as you meet them?
...Well, it seems like it would be even more crazy if Gin took out a bomb as soon as they met.

"Anyway, he was sent here by the unscrupulous boss. In addition to replacing me, he must also investigate whether there are undercover agents among my people." Gin laughed unscrupulously, "After all, last time, we seemed to have completely fallen into the trap of the FBI. The boss will definitely suspect this."

"And the most likely place for undercover agents to appear is only on my side, especially those responsible for intelligence intersections... So didn't he transfer all those people from Clarette away?"

Gin's words left Vermouth stunned for a long time.

"He transferred all the intelligence personnel... So that's how it is." It's not that Vermouth couldn't figure it out, she just simply didn't consider it.

This also includes the elements of Gin's deliberate guidance.

Vermouth squinted and said, "Didn't you say something like 'you look ugly when you eat' to him? I thought he wanted to isolate you."

"Of course there are reasons for this. He came to usurp the throne. This is a basic operation." Gin said as a matter of course. "From a long-term perspective, Angostura will have some influence on us, but in the short term, his attention should still be mainly on those informants."

"If he doesn't find anything suspicious about them, and there's something wrong with the investigation of the people below, then he might suspect me."

This is how normal people think.

Chablis is probably the only gin that seems to have problems right away.

but……

Gin glanced at Vermouth, who had a look of realization on her face, and did not tell her anything else he was thinking.

After just half a day and some time of getting along, Gin discovered that Angostra seemed to have some different ambitions... But whether it was really as he thought would take some time to verify.

Until a definite result is obtained, he will keep this matter in his heart forever.

Vermouth did not continue to ask Angostura's question, and instead asked, "By the way, what's the situation with the Minister of Intelligence?"

Previously, Gin said that the other person was most likely dead, but the person Angostura mentioned today...

"I guess he escaped by some means."

Gin was not surprised at all, because it had not been confirmed that Dubonnet was dead before.

"But it doesn't matter. As long as he shows up, he will definitely be exposed... I have asked Jing to issue a reward. Our organization will keep a close eye on this person."

“That’s good…” Vermouth looked up and thought for a moment. She felt as if she had forgotten something, but her thoughts had gone to this point and she couldn’t go back for a while.

After drinking the water, Vermouth felt sleepy, so she asked Gin for a lounge and went in to have a good sleep.

Sleepyhead bugs appear to be extremely contagious indoors.

Gin, who had been quite energetic, also felt a little sleepy. After thinking about it, he simply went to his room and went into hibernation - he really didn't have to worry about anything now.

Judging from the current situation, this peaceful situation will continue for a long time before the "opportunity" appears...

Using the same tactics to provoke a war again would not only be useless, but it would also be easy to be caught.

The plan is almost entering the second stage: bringing the Five-Star Team into the sight of people on both sides.

At this stage, Gin is even more idle than before.

He estimated that he could only go out and secretly share some information with others...

"Stella, you should be more polite to that lady."

After all the members left, Angostra and Anderburg also left the small broken building.

This time, it was a rare occasion that the place was not blown up.

"What do you know about Ambu?" Angostura curled her lips. "Isn't it just that he has a close relationship with the boss and that person? He is not a big shot."

Anderburg didn't respond to him, but just took out a candy and started chewing it silently.

This was given to him by Gin before, and he still keeps it.

Seeing this, Angostura took out the knife again: "I say, how much candy did Gin give you?"

He was really worried that his teammates would be kidnapped by Tang.

"This is the last one." Anderburg's eyes were full of sincerity. "Your injury hasn't healed yet?"

"Hmm? Oh, I forgot."

After being reminded, Angostura remembered that there was still a bandage on his head.

After he removed the messy bandages, he realized the seriousness of the problem and raised his head heavily: "I say, why didn't you remind me just now?"

This image, it seems, in front of a bunch of core members...

A bit shameless.

Anderburg poked his face, which had no wounds at all, and said, "Because you scratched my face."

Angostura: "..."

Tsk, his teammates are quite vindictive.

"Why are you so mad today?" Anderburg suddenly said, "You two could have gotten along well."

Angostura grinned, "Me and Gin? Impossible."

He came to usurp the throne and seize power, so he was destined to be in opposition to Gin, and...

"Gin, he's a smart man."

Angostura threw out a knife and scratched Anderburg's face again, leaving a bloody mark.

"So he'd better not disturb my follow-up work...spit out his candy for me!"

“…I swallowed it.”