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

Chapter 471 Vermouth: Gin is getting more and more naughty
After a brief conversation, Ryohei Kamikawa hung up the phone and continued dialing.

While talking on the phone, he locked his car and walked towards his home.

The person I called this time didn't seem to be online. I waited for almost a minute before someone picked up the phone:

"Hello? Who is it?"

"Master Stella! It's me, Pino. Of course, you can call me Kamikawa Ryohira..."

"Stop! Come on, Pino, stop talking nonsense and tell me what you want to say. I still need to eat."

……

Shibuya, on a street near a shopping mall.

Angostura nodded between his brows, and listened to the overly flattering tone of Kamikawa Ryohei on the phone, feeling speechless... no, he was speechless to the extreme.

"Um, okay... Master Stella, the target No. 13 mentioned earlier has been solved. I don't think he will have the opportunity to expose the organization's secrets again..."

"Oh?"

Angostura raised his eyebrows slightly, "You killed someone?"

"Of course... not!" Ryohei Kamikawa answered righteously, "Master Gin said that now is an extraordinary period, we must remain dormant and should not be too prominent, thereby attracting the attention of a bunch of scumbags. Master Gin also said..."

“Stop, stop, stop!” Angostura covered his face. “Just tell me how you solved it! Don’t talk to me about gin, you hear me?”

He originally thought that this Pino was a fence-sitter, but later he found out that he was actually a die-hard fan of gin...

And it seems that they have no idea what the situation is with the change of their top leaders.

Anderburg, who was standing nearby waiting for him to finish his call, glanced at him calmly and said, "He was Gin's former subordinate. You should be considerate of him."

Angostura took out a knife: "You shut up too!"

Ryohei Kamikawa on the other end of the phone was confused: "Ah? Should I continue talking or shut up?"

"...You continue."

"Oh, okay, Master Stella! Actually, the target has been taken away by the Metropolitan Police Department..."

"...Taken away by the Metropolitan Police Department?" Angostura frowned. "You call this 'no chance of leaking secrets'?"

"Don't worry, sir. I have the leverage over him. A coward like him wouldn't dare to reveal our secret." Ryohei Kamikawa said in a deep voice, "Besides, I've been driving a taxi in Tokyo for so many years, and I have many friends in all walks of life. If he's really that bold, it's not impossible that he has a myocardial infarction in prison..."

Angostura checked the time. "Prison? How did you get someone in there?"

"Well, I'll find a way to make him kill his wife... By the way, his wife is target number 6. He himself probably doesn't know that his wife may know more than he does." Ryohei Kamikawa said with some pride.

Angostura: "..."

The people under Gin are more ruthless than each other, they are all a bunch of wolves.

...He likes it!

"Since you are sure, then there is no problem." Angostura nodded with some satisfaction. "But how can one person patrol the entire Tokyo?"

After getting to know these people, he discovered that the amount of tasks on Gin's side was simply terrifying.

He now remains at the base to review the mission resume that Kiel gave him last week.

When his mission was mentioned, Ryohei Kamikawa seemed to be in high spirits again: "This has to do with connections... Master Stella, as you know, I'm a taxi driver with a huge network of connections. During the years of hard work in the organization, I also developed many of my own subordinates..."

Hearing the other party bragging about his "great achievements" just like when he was applying for a job, Angostura immediately regretted asking such a question and forcibly changed the subject:

"Well, I remember you weren't active in Tokyo before, right?"

"That's right, Master Stella! You are indeed wise and powerful. I was originally active in the area north of Tokyo and south of Hokkaido, which is completely opposite to Tequila, who is in charge of the area south of Tokyo... Alas, it's a pity that probably because my grades were not good enough, I was transferred to Tokyo by Master Gin in the first three years. Unlike Tequila, he is still self-reliant in Kyoto..."

Angostura: "..."

What is this guy doing with him, trying to be Versailles?

After listening to Kamikawa Ryohei's phone call with a buzzing head, Angostura looked a little dazed when he hung up.

Shaking his head, he put away the knife and looked at his teammates, "Amb, where are we going to eat?" Angostra and Anderburger changed into normal shirts today. Walking on the street, except for Anderburger's shiny blonde hair, they were not conspicuous at all.

"The Reese Cafe on the third floor."

Anderburg took out his guide book and pointed to the building next to him. "This restaurant is offering a 40% discount today, and it will close in an hour."

"…For dinner, shall we have coffee?"

“It has pasta and baked rice, and I think the reviews are good.”

"Anbu, we are not without money now, so we should be able to eat something good, right?"

"I think we should take precautions, Stella... I've analyzed the newspapers in the past year, and there are pickpockets stealing on the streets in Tokyo almost every day, and it's not just one or two cases, so I only brought 5,000 yen." Anderburg was very calm.

Angostura looked constipated. "What can I buy with 5,000 yen?"

Anderburger calculated with his fingers: "Pasta, side dishes and coffee are more than enough for two people, and there is also enough money for round-trip fare."

"So why don't you drive?"

"The gas is very expensive for Stella, especially in the city."

“Are we short of money?”

"Not good. The activity funding is too small, only one-tenth of that in London, and there are so many pickpockets."

Angostura: "..."

His teammate's paranoia is a bit serious, why not throw him into the sea to feed the fish?

……

In the organization's base.

Gin was bored and curled up on the sofa playing games on his PS console.

The beating sound of 'piapiapia' is noisy to listen to.

Mixed with the sound of the keyboard being typed next to the vodka...

Vermouth could no longer bear it any longer and climbed up from the sofa on the other side, throwing a pillow directly at Gin's head:
"Can you please turn off the mute!"

"No."

Gin took the pillow thrown by Vermouth steadily and rolled his eyes, "Who told you to sleep here? Go back to your room... and how long do you want to stay in my base?"

Vermouth snorted twice: "This sofa is much more comfortable than that hard bed. The base is not your home. I can stay as long as I want."

"...Tsk, you are truly worthy of being Miss Karasuma."

Gin curled his lips and left Vermouth there.

Anyway, he usually goes back to his room to do things, and only comes out to drink Vodka or tea when he feels bored alone.

"By the way, what did the boss say to you when he called you yesterday?"

Vermouth suddenly became curious.

Yesterday, the three of them had rested enough, so they were eating melon seeds and watching TV in the living room. Then Gin received a call from the boss, and he stayed in his room and didn't come out since then...

"Just to make me calm down." Gin kept his eyes half-mooned, "He knew that I almost died together with Angostura, and he was very happy."

Vermouth was speechless, "I really don't understand what you are thinking."

"It's okay, you don't have to understand. I know that you have a small brain capacity anyway." Gin yawned.

Belmode: "..."

Gin is becoming more and more naughty now...how about giving him a beating?
She looked at her fist, then at Gin, thinking about the feasibility of the plan to beat him up.

(End of this chapter)