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

Chapter 594 Open the door and let Teddy go

"...Alex's people are still trying those FBI coordinates, but those bugs are extremely cautious. I don't know when I can get feedback... Don't get me wrong, I don't want you to get involved. I just told you because I feel sorry for you losing a Gil."

Gin: "..."

Damn it, didn't Angostura take Keel away a long time ago? Now that he's gone, he's giving Keel back to him? What a jerk.

"Hey! Gin, are you criticizing me?"

"You have half a minute."

"...Fuck! Okay, then go contact your...that...that subordinate named Teddy and ask him to find someone."

In the training ground.

Gin held the Beretta in one hand and pointed it at Angostra, while playing with his phone in the other;

The latter held a knife and pointed it at Gin's neck, stating his purpose in a murderous tone.

This scene stunned all the members who were here for entertainment.

However, when Angostura finished speaking, Gin was also stunned: "What Teddy?"

How could he have a subordinate named Teddy?
Angostura glared at him. "Don't play dumb with me! Didn't you get someone from me before? It's only been a few months and you've forgotten about it? Are you kidding me?"

Gin was silent for a long time, not knowing where to start complaining: "When did I get a teddy bear from you?"

By the way, Angostura doesn't seem to have a dog, right? There's no dog smell at all.

"Still trying to quibble?" Angostura's eyes widened. "Isn't that undercover agent from the Metropolitan Police Department one of yours?"

"..."

Gin stared at Angostura for a long time with a caring look, and then he spoke word by word: "His name is Jinpei Matsuda, not Teddy."

Angostura curled her lips. "Is there a difference? They are all the same."

Gin: "..."

This attitude gave him an inexplicable sense of similarity to Fatty Si. Why?

After muttering a few words in his heart, Gin gathered his thoughts and said, "Then? Who do you want him to investigate?"

"Tsk, I asked Vermouth before, didn't she tell you?" Angostura's eyes flashed, "Dubonette wanted someone before, but he still hasn't found one... If it's a police officer from the Metropolitan Police Department, it should be easier to find someone in Tokyo, right?"

Gin's pupils shrank slightly, realizing something, but his tone remained unchanged: "Name?"

"In front of Cang Feng."

Angostura took out a piece of paper from his pocket. "According to Dubonnet, this person is probably like this..."

"..."

Are there any photos of the mirror over there at Angostra? ?

Gin felt wrong for a moment, but he took the note coldly. After just one glance, the iceberg on his face almost broke:
Look at the elegant lines, the crooked and hideous facial features, the bamboo-like body, the noodle-like limbs, and the pitchfork-like hands and feet...

Even if Picasso were still alive, he would be ashamed of this painting.

"...Why don't you give me a picture?" Gin couldn't help but twitch his lips. "Did you draw this stick figure?"

"What stick figure? This is a portrait I drew based on Dubonnet's description!" Angostura complained. "I drew all the features of this person clearly. Gin, don't tell me you don't understand!"

Gin's eyes almost rolled up to the sky, and he quickly snatched his hat from Vodka to cover up his gaffe. "Ah, yes, I don't understand. Please ask someone else for help. Bye."

He said as if he was about to leave.

——If he stayed any longer, he was afraid he would burst out laughing.

A stick figure version of the mirror… No, he was dying of laughter.

Gin put his hands in his pockets and tried to soothe his rectus abdominis muscles to prevent himself from getting cramps due to over-excitement.

"Fuck! Gin, are you questioning my painting skills?"

Angostra felt ridiculed and immediately became angry, stabbing Gin twice.

However, one of them was intercepted by Anderburg, and the other was easily avoided by Gin.

After calming down his inner laughter, Gin pressed his forehead and said, "If you really want to find someone, you'd better be serious and don't fool me with this kindergarten-level graffiti."

Angostura bared his teeth and said, "Hey! I'm your superior, what's your attitude? Forget it, forget it. I'm a big man and I don't care about the mistakes of a small man... This is the information of the person Dubonette gave me."

What Angostura took out this time was finally somewhat normal - a small piece of paper with a few words written on it.

The above clearly describes a person's facial features.

Gin looked at this description that couldn't be more familiar, his thoughts turned over a few times, and he looked at Angostura calmly: "Are you sure you want to find this person?"

Angostura tilted his head: "What?"

"This person's features are very similar to those described by Ireland. He appeared in the previous operation against the FBI." Gin looked back at Vermouth, "Vermouth was tricked by this person and Akai Shuichi at the time."

Vermouth was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"...Are you sure?" Angostura's eyes suddenly turned stern. "If that's the case, why didn't you tell me before?"

"I have reported this matter, but we don't know who the other party is." Gin glanced at him, "Dubonnet didn't say he had seen this person either."

"Tsk! Forget it this time, but next time something like this happens, I will assume that you knew about it but didn't report it."

Angostura snorted, "Since we know the other party's name and appearance, then I'll let you take that Teddy and check it out. Is that okay?"

Gin pressed down the brim of his hat: "Of course, I will go back and contact him."

"Go back? What are you going back for?"

Angostura suddenly smiled. "Let him find it now! Our activities are not over yet."

"..."

Gin looked at him expressionlessly, thought about it in his mind, and did not object to anything. He just took out his cell phone indifferently.

For a moment, no one dared to speak...

Even though the communication between the two seemed to be non-tense, they both felt a strange pressure for unknown reasons.

Angostura stared at Gin, and when he saw him take out his phone, his facial expression relaxed a little, "By the way, where's Ireland?"

"He is not in Tokyo. He went to track down Chablis a while ago." Vermouth answered for Gin.

"Really?" Angostura said noncommittally, "Then Gin, remember to call him back later. Dubonnet wants to see him."

"..."

Gin looked for Jinpei Matsuda's phone number without even glancing at Angostura.

This made a very "strong-willed" Anjiu shout again:
"Hey! Gin, I'm talking to you, are you deaf?"

"Gin! You are disrespecting your superiors!...Okay, very good, if you don't write a 20,000-word self-reflection on the spot, you won't be able to go back today!"

Gin: "Oh, idiot."

"You curse again?!"

(End of this chapter)