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

Chapter 472: Group watching Kaito's theft performance art

In the end, Vermouth still failed to beat Gin.

Mainly because I consider that I may not be able to beat him...

Although she had never seen Gin actually fight, since he was able to teach a monster like that, she would definitely not end up well if a real fight broke out.

If you lose the fight, you will lose face, but losing your life is a small matter.

On the other hand, Gin seemed to be playing the game in a relaxed manner, but he was not as relaxed as he appeared to be.

The unscrupulous boss did as he thought, and criticized him for taking out the bomb when he saw Angostura.

But Gin could tell that the unscrupulous boss was not disgusted by his actions...

An unscrupulous boss is just like an ancient emperor - when the people he favors start fighting each other, he enjoys watching the show, but if his important ministers get along closely and harmoniously, he will start to suspect whether his "loyal ministers" are planning to rebel.

But under normal circumstances, people of the same level as Gin, even if they don't get along very well with each other, generally won't bring their conflicts to the surface.

We will still maintain superficial friendships...

Like gin and pisco and Chablis.

The relationship between Gin and Old Pisco can't really be said to be very good. They have huge differences in management philosophies, but on the surface everyone seems to be very harmonious.

When they met, one threw a knife, and the other pulled a bomb directly...

It is estimated that the only example in the entire history of the organization is Gin and Angostra.

——It was also because of this that Gin praised Angostra for being a smart man, even though he could see that the other party really disliked him: putting the conflict out in the open, in order to maintain internal stability, the boss would definitely not be so stupid as to arrange for the two of them who almost died together to interfere in each other's affairs unless they took the initiative to do so.

In this way, Gin was relieved to come to a conclusion: the boss did not give up on him completely, but for some other reason, he temporarily kept him away from the cusp of the storm, a kind of "protection"... In a sense, what Vermouth said was right.

Gin judged that Angostra probably had his own little thoughts.

——Coincidentally, he has it too.

In this way, everything seems to be very logical; and Angostura is not as casual as Chablis, and basically follows the normal process. Therefore, before the two of them achieve their own "small goals", the possibility of direct conflicts between them is not great.

"It depends on how he arranges his subsequent tasks."

Gin narrowed his eyes.

Just because he was distracted for a moment, the character he was controlling in the game was killed by a monster.

"What are you mumbling about?" Vermouth, who had given up on beating Gin, raised her head after hearing some mumbling.

"Nothing." Gin yawned and remembered something, "By the way, do you have anything to do the day after tomorrow?"

Vermouth raised an eyebrow: "As long as you don't cause trouble for me, then I'll be fine."

Gin's eyes lit up: "Oh? Then I'll..." find you something to do.

Just as he was about to say the second half of the sentence, Vermouth suddenly changed color and crossed her hands:

"I have something to do. I'm busy. I don't have time. Goodbye!"

After three consecutive denials, Vermouth picked up the pillow from beside Gin and prepared to retreat into the lounge that she had already occupied.

Gin was stunned by her actions, and twitched his lips speechlessly: "I said... I just want to say that Kaito is going to steal gems in a few days. If you are free, you can go and observe and learn."

Is it worth such a big reaction?

It seems like he didn't assign many tasks to Vermouth before?
Gin recalled carefully and was sure that there was nothing wrong with him and it was definitely not his fault.

His words successfully made Vermouth stop and turn around:

"Kaito? Stealing gems? I go to observe and learn?"

Her junior fellow student stole gems, so why did she go to watch and learn? She was not a thief...

"Of course, it's to observe his ability to break into houses." Gin said confidently, "He can always sneak into various rooms quietly without being discovered... Even if he is discovered, he has a way to escape. I think you should learn from him."

"Then why don't you learn?"

"Because I can do it, but you can't."

Vermouth: "..." Very good, very reasonable, she was speechless, but...

"Where is the location?" asked Vermouth.

"In two days at the Jianguotian Museum." Gin took out his phone and glanced at the coded notes he had made in the memo. "Tomorrow he will go to see some magic show with his classmates. He will probably go to the museum to make preparations afterwards. We can..."

He didn't say it very clearly, but the meaning was clear:

They can quietly follow Kaito and see what he is preparing.

But then, Vermouth stared at Gin for a while, then turned around and said, "I say, you don't just want to watch that magic show, and then use watching my junior brother steal as an excuse, right?"

Gin was stunned and turned away: "How is it possible..."

Tsk, how come Vermouth’s perception is so powerful that she could discover this.

“…Just admit it.” Vermouth could see through Gin’s guilty look and the corner of her mouth twitched.

She found that since Gin confronted her, he had been speaking and acting more and more outrageously in front of her, and... he seemed more and more like a child.

As soon as this thought came to her mind, the image of Gin in front of her suddenly shrank - in the past, when Vermouth faced Gin, she was always worried that her little tricks would be discovered, and then she would be mercilessly killed by this cold-blooded killer.

But now...

Vermouth suddenly smiled charmingly, walked over, and put her arm around Gin's shoulder: "Hey, Gin..."

"……what?"

Gin felt a chill and shivered three times, looking at Vermouth warily.

"I find you quite good-looking." Vermouth patted him on the shoulders twice.

For this kind of praise.

Normally, Gin would choose to accept without hesitation, or generously express that he knew how handsome he was, but now...

Gin was stunned for a moment after hearing her words, then he slapped Vermouth's claws away with a look of horror and rolled behind the sofa, "Vermouth! What do you want to do, you old witch? I tell you, don't have any thoughts that you shouldn't have!"

Could it be that Vermouth is still thinking of becoming gay with him?
This is really terrible!

“…Old, old witch?” Vermouth’s expression became dull.

The next second, she clenched her empty hands into fists, and two flames suddenly appeared in her eyes. She quickly pulled out a knife from her sleeve and gritted her teeth:
"Gin!!!!"

After a roar, Vermouth flipped over the sofa and reached out to grab Gin's hair.

Gin's face changed drastically, and he quickly pulled his hair back, and dodged Vermouth's sneak attack by moving sideways:

"Vermouth! Are you crazy?!"

"Gin, don't hide if you dare!"

"If you tell me not to hide, I won't hide. I don't want to save face???"

"..."

Ding-dong--

clang~

Boom! Bang...Boom...

Gin stretched out his hands as swiftly as a cat, and he would jump wherever the height was;

In order to catch the cat, Vermouth was forced to overturn various cabinets.

Vodka sat in front of his computer, trembling as he read the email: