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

Chapter 571 Think of a solution
"Gin, did you read the email? Angostura and his men actually went to attack the Mori Detective Agency..."

Gin:? ? ?
what's the situation?
"I haven't seen it yet...By the way, Vermouth, please keep your voice down. I'm going deaf." Gin involuntarily moved the receiver further away. His tone was filled with confusion, but not much anxiety. "Didn't Angostura take people to carry out the mission? Why did he go to Beika Town?"

Vermouth was slightly shocked when she heard Gin's 'calm' voice. The voice on the other end of the phone returned to normal volume, "Things are a bit complicated. I just learned about it... and it seems that an FBI agent was arrested over there."

"……what?"

Gin had two more question marks on his forehead and pulled his ears, "Say it again? What did you catch?"

"...We caught an FBI agent!" Vermouth said unhappily, and then continued, "But that's not the point. The point is why they suddenly attacked the office. They haven't replied to me yet."

Gin complained speechlessly: "No, why do I feel that arresting an FBI agent is a bigger deal..."

Belmode's tone suddenly turned cold: "If my angel is hurt... you know what I would do, right?"

"Oh, you want your Angel but not your Coolguy?" Gin curled his lips and sneered, "You are a traitor. Why are you standing here with me?"

"……what?"

The second half of Gin's sentence was in Chinese, which was too difficult for Vermouth, who had just started learning Chinese, and she didn't understand it at all.

However, although he chatted with Vermouth for a long time, Gin actually knew what Vermouth was worried about - and while he was on the phone, he also opened the notebook that he had placed outside as a spare and began to check the emails he had missed.

After opening the email, Gin discovered that there were actually many more emails than he thought...

"Chianti, Cohen, Calvados... Hmm? Calvados is also taking action today?" Gin muttered in confusion as he was flipping through the catalog.

Vermouth heard it clearly, "Don't you have any impression of the members you arranged? Calvados and I are responsible for monitoring the outer circle today..."

“…Oh, there are too many people, I can’t remember clearly.”

Gin felt a little guilty and turned to the email from Angostra and read it quickly.

In such a large-scale organizational activity, it is normal... and necessary for these core "seniors" to exchange information with each other.

It only took Gin a dozen seconds to read the entire email of about a hundred words. Then he went to look at the email sent to him by Clarett. In a total of half a minute, he had sorted out the cause and effect.

Gin frowned and got to the point: "Kil is missing?"

Belmode: "..."

Is this the point?
...Um, it seems, this is also a key point? ?

“Yes, it seems that after solving the target, Keel lost contact.” Vermouth realized that she seemed to have missed some key information. “Then… Alex found that Keel had a bug, and then I don’t know what happened, but he suddenly targeted the Maori Detective Agency…”

"Because Clarett didn't send the email to you, you don't know."

Gin switched the phone receiver to his other hand, his expression very calm, "Kil asked Maori Kogoro to investigate a matter yesterday, but it was not resolved until this morning, and then, Kiel rushed to participate in this operation... You should understand what I mean, right?"

Vermouth on the other end of the phone was shocked: "This, can't be..."

"Ah, it's probably the work of that mentally ill young man fostered by your angel family." Gin's mouth twitched. "According to normal people, it's reasonable to say that the bug was installed by Maori Kogoro. Okay, the case is solved, is there any problem now?"

Vermouth's voice froze, and she said speechlessly: "How can there be no problem? There are so many problems now, right? What about that place in the future, and Gil..."

Gin was silent for a moment. He stared at the abbreviated contents of the email again, with a thoughtful look on his face.

After a while, Gin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and a ruthless cold light flashed in his eyes:
"Didn't Alex catch an FBI agent? Let's use their communication equipment to contact the FBI first... The FBI probably won't kill him. They probably want to get something out of Keel. I hope they know what's best for them."

"...You seem to care about Gil?"

In response to Vermouth's question, Gin was silent for a moment, then sighed: "There's nothing I can do. I made a vow before."

If he hadn't sworn in his heart to protect Kiel, he would have really not cared about Kiel's life or death.

Well, it turns out that vows cannot be made casually...

Vermouth was a little confused by what she heard.

However, just as she was about to continue speaking, Gin interrupted her: "Come on, didn't Angostra tell me the address? You might as well go over and take a look. I still have to prepare for the action tonight."

Vermouth sighed, "Alright...you should be careful. The news of Domon Yasuhiro's assassination has spread, but the public believes that it was all the work of the Ni Canhui who failed in the previous assassination."

"This is a good thing. You can pass the blame to others and keep a clean record in the world." Gin closed the computer and said, "I'm hanging up... When you have time, go to Angostura to check out the situation. Today's incident is not as simple as it seems. You should use your brain more."

Belmode: "...?"

She suspected Gin was calling her stupid, but had no evidence.

Without saying much to Vermouth, after Gin finished speaking, he put the receiver back on the phone, put away the laptop, and checked the time.

It’s already past three in the afternoon…

Originally Gin planned to enter the press conference on time, but since this unexpected situation occurred today, he decided to go there in advance to check it out.

He turned to look at the restless Vodka: "Vodka, let's go to the Rice Flower International Center."

"Okay big brother!"

Vodka straightened up immediately.

The next second, Vodka suddenly said in a weak voice: "That big brother...are you just going to go there like this?"

Gin, who was tying his hair and walking out, was slightly stunned, lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

Well, it's common sense (bushi) that Gin only wears a vest when he sleeps most of the time.

So, Gin waved his hand and said, "It's okay. Go drive first. I'll come after I change my clothes."

"Okay, big brother!" Vodka promised again, then trotted out of the base.

Gin, who had forgotten to put on his clothes, returned to the room and looked at the closet which only had three styles of clothes, without moving for a long time.

Gin is thinking about an important life event:
How should he dress so that he can blend in successfully without attracting attention?

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(End of this chapter)