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

Chapter 554 Target Code: Xi'an Host
The hall, which had been a little noisy due to Vermouth's arrival, returned to calm after Angostura slapped the table twice again.

"All right! Silence!"

Angostra pushed Anderburg back to his seat, threatened Vermouth with a warning look, and then prepared to get down to business.

Although Vermouth didn't even pay any attention to him.

He first distributed the information on the table to everyone below, and said leisurely: "This is the plan for this operation. Since the content is quite long, I will not dictate it... After you have read it, you can raise any questions you have. After that, I will explain the key points of the mission."

Most members got into the state immediately after receiving the information and carefully browsed the contents of the information.

but.

Vermouth suddenly raised her hand and said, "Wait a minute, Gin hasn't arrived yet. Isn't it a bad idea to start now?"

"Gin?" Angostura's eyebrows twitched, and he chuckled twice, "This operation has nothing to do with him. He won't come. You should take a good look at the plan first."

Gil, who was sitting next to Vermouth, twitched his ears.

What?, Gin isn’t participating in this operation?

This is important information!
Kiel took note of it in her heart and glanced at Vermouth calmly. She found that Vermouth was frowning and had a puzzled look on her face. She had another guess:
"Vermouth doesn't know that Gin won't be participating in this mission? Is Gin doing something more important, or...?"

After thinking for a long time, Kiel still couldn't figure out why Gin didn't participate in the action, so he simply picked up the information and studied it carefully.

however……

After she finished reading all the information, she looked through it twice more to make sure that she was not dazzled, and her face showed the expression of an old man looking at his phone.jpg.

She could understand why a dozen core members had gone out together to deal with the FBI...

But this time it was to assassinate a candidate for a parliamentary election...

It’s outrageous to make such a big fuss, right?
Clarette and Vermouth on both sides of her had similar expressions.

"Um... Lord Angostura, is there anything wrong with the content of this plan?" Alex, who had worked with Kiel and the others on the "revolutionary cause", raised his hand, looking puzzled. "It doesn't seem necessary to mobilize so many people at the same time just to eliminate a candidate for parliament..."

Angostura looked at him. "Are you questioning the legitimacy of this mission?"

Seeing his stern expression, Alex thought Angostura was dissatisfied with him and broke out in a cold sweat.

Just when he was about to explain that he didn't mean that, he saw Angostura suddenly clapping his hands in approval:
"Okay! Good questioning! But to be honest, I didn't write this plan. If you have any opinions, you are welcome to block the door of Gin's base... But now, the plan has been finalized and approved by the boss, so don't ask questions about its rationality. Any questions?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Was this plan written by Gin?
Clarette, who had originally thought that Angostura was making a fuss after reading it once, leaned back in his chair to rest. Suddenly, his eyes became sharp. He sat up straight and grabbed the plan on the table again. He read it word by word again, not even missing the punctuation marks.

Unexpectedly, this turned out to be Lord Gin's plan!

There must be some deep meaning behind all these complicated and cumbersome arrangements, which must be carefully considered!

Kiel had a similar reaction.

Her expression as she held the plan was a little solemn: I was just wondering why Gin didn't participate in the operation, it turns out that everything was planned... So, is there any deeper meaning behind such a complicated personnel arrangement?

It must be interpreted and reported to the superiors!

Like Clarette, Kiel looked solemnly at the contents of the plan again, reading through the punctuation marks one by one...

Next to it.

Vermouth rolled her eyes and threw the plan on the table, feeling speechless. Why did the staffing style look so familiar to her... It turned out that Gin was in charge. Was he trying to waste the organization's manpower again?
She wrote a long and boring plan for a cleanup operation, and after it was finished she would definitely ask Gin what he wanted to do.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Just as the air quieted down again, Angostura slammed the table with the plan rolled up, "Hey! Don't act like dead! If you have any ideas, bring them up. If you don't have any objections, let me know!"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Then people started to speak:

"I have no problem."

"no disagreement."

"Seconded."

"squeak."

"..."

Someone in the group of people was so smart that he uttered a "squeak" very straightforwardly, which attracted everyone's attention.

"...Um, Lord Angostura," Alex raised his hand again and spoke weakly, "May I ask who will be in charge of the sniper position for this operation?"

"You've already asked, why are you asking if it's okay?" Angostura rolled his eyes, then patted his teammates on the head twice. "There are three snipers targeting the target. One is Anbu, and the other two are from Gin's side."

Hearing this, Alex felt a little disappointed.

Apart from organizing materials and building websites recently, he is almost exhausted and just wants to find someone to shoot a head, but no one has given him the opportunity.

After waiting for a while and seeing that no one asked any more questions, Anderburg cleared his throat:
"Since you all have no questions, then... now, I will assign your respective responsibilities in detail."

"But before the assignment, let me first clarify the code name of the target of this mission. The identity and name of the target should be clearly stated in the plan, and you must remember the other party's nickname!"

"The target's code name is - Xi'an Host."

……

organizational base.

Gin opened his eyes and found that it was already evening.

After yawning and getting up from the bed, Gin first picked up his cell phone and took a look at it.

After finding that a familiar phone number had called him several times, he thought for a second and decisively called back.

The other party answered almost immediately:

"Gin, are you finally done with your work?"

Gin yawned, "Ah, yes, I just woke up... Is there something wrong, Vermouth?"

“…You slept for a whole day?” Vermouth’s voice sounded a little speechless. “You should know that Angostura came to discuss the cleanup operation with us today, right?”

Gin turned on the speakerphone of his phone, threw it on the table, sat down and turned on his computer, saying, "Is it the operation to purge the candidates? I know about it, but I didn't participate in it."

(End of this chapter)