Traveling back thirty years to Conan, intercepting Princess Eri

Chapter 207 Gin: I was fooled by that scheming and hateful woman
Inside the office of the drug research base, the lights were dim and the atmosphere was so oppressive that it made one feel breathless.

Pisco's face turned pale, and the veins on his forehead throbbed faintly. He glared at Gin and Vodka in front of him. "What did I tell you before? You need to be low-key! Did you ignore my words?"

"Building a drug research base in Tokyo is an order from that gentleman! Why are you guys messing around out there instead of staying at the base?"

"Even if you want to drink, you can just send someone to buy it! Why do you have to go to the izakaya to show off?"

"If we really get into a fight with the police tonight, how are you going to end it? Are you planning on being kicked out of Japan and never coming back?"

Gin's face was gloomy, his lips were tightly pursed, and not much emotion could be seen on his cold face.

He lowered his eyes and listened quietly to Pisk's scolding without saying a word.

Vodka, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but say, "If we just kill everyone who sees us, there won't be any trouble, right?"

"Haha, kill them all?"

Piske sneered, his face full of sarcasm. He raised his head slightly and looked at Vodka with disdain.
"Are you okay? You're planning to kill everyone in an izakaya just for something as trivial as underage drinking? Do you have any idea how big of a rip-off this would have?"

"Can……"

Vodka was not convinced and wanted to refute, but just as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Gin.

"Don't say anymore. This time, I really didn't think it through."

"As long as you know!"

Pisk waved his hands in annoyance, his facial muscles twitching slightly.

"This incident has made that woman Vermouth proud. I just taught her a lesson and told her not to run around, and then you two did this to me! I've completely lost face in front of her!"

Vodka quickly defended himself: "Brother was also worried that there was something wrong with Vermouth, so he followed her."

"Vermouth is that gentleman's person. Her purpose in coming to Tokyo is to oversee the construction of the drug research base here! Even if she has problems, it's not your turn to intervene!" Pisco scolded sternly, "If there are similar incidents in the future, report to me first! Remember?"

"...Yes!" Vodka quickly agreed.

Gin also frowned and nodded slightly, with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.

"By the way, is there really nothing wrong with that izakaya?" Pisco narrowed his eyes slightly. "Why are there so many police officers there?"

"I've inquired about it. The owner of that shop is the high school detective, Hayashi Shuichi, who's been frequently reported in the media lately," Gin replied. "He's helped the Metropolitan Police Department handle many cases, so it's normal for him to be familiar with the police."

"What information you can find out, how could Vermouth not find out?" Pisco said, hinting, "Did she really just randomly find an izakaya to go in, or..."

"What do you mean?" Vodka didn't understand and showed a hint of confusion on his face.

"You mean, she knew the police would come to that store," Gin's face turned serious, with a flash of anger in his eyes, "but she deliberately led us in, just to make us clash with the police?"

"That's very likely," Pisk snorted. "Don't underestimate her just because she's a woman. She must have some ability to be valued by that gentleman."

"When you two were still breastfeeding, that woman had already started working for the organization as a spy." "But if Vermouth deliberately led us there," Vodka scratched his head in confusion, his face full of confusion, "why did she help us? If it weren't for her, we would have really been fighting the police?"

"Why else?" Gin clenched his fists, his previously calm face now filled with anger. "Doesn't this make us look even more incompetent? And she's still trying to curry favor with us! That scheming, hateful woman..."

Gin always thought that he was very capable, but he didn't expect that he would fail at the hands of Vermouth.

How could he swallow the fact that he was tricked by a woman?

"Let's go!" Gin turned around with a dark face and asked Vodka to leave the office.

In the rest area outside the office, Vermouth was sitting leisurely on the sofa, crossing her legs and elegantly smoking a slender ladies' cigarette.

Smoke curled up, and in the dim light, her face was looming, adding a bit of mystery.

Seeing Gin and Vodka coming out, Vermouth's mouth curled up slightly and she took the initiative to greet them.

However, what he got in return was Gin's ignorance. He didn't even look at Vermouth and walked straight forward.

Vodka, who was walking behind, snorted coldly and glared at Vermouth fiercely, his eyes full of hostility.

Are these two guys crazy? I just helped them!

Vermouth looked at the two people's backs as they walked out of the second floor of the base in confusion, with a trace of helplessness and confusion on her face.

"These two guys are still too young," Pisk said with a kind smile as he walked out of the office. "Thanks to your help this time, otherwise these two guys would have really gotten into big trouble."

"Their attitude just now didn't look like they were thanking me?" Vermouth snorted coldly, put the cigarette to her lips, took a light puff, and then slowly exhaled a smoke ring.

"Young people are full of energy. It's normal for them to be embarrassed for a while after making mistakes," Pisk laughed, his facial wrinkles squeezed together. "They will definitely thank you later."

“Maybe,” Vermouth gave Pisk a meaningful look, a sly look flashing in her eyes, “What happened today…”

"It's better not to report this to that gentleman," Pisk said. "Gin and Vodka are talents the organization has worked so hard to cultivate. It would be a shame to give up on them just because of a single mistake."

"Tokyo is your territory, of course I have to listen to you," Vermouth showed a hint of a smile, "After that, I..."

"Do as you please," Pisk nodded helplessly, fully understanding what the other party meant. "As long as you don't delay that gentleman's mission, that's all that's fine. As for Gin and Vodka, they won't follow you again."

"That's good," Vermouth got up from the sofa, threw the cigarette butt in her hand to the ground, stomped it out with her high heels, and then walked out of the base.

Pisk looked at her back with a sneer on his face.

Just now in the office, he deliberately instigated Gin and the other man to be hostile to Vermouth. Only when these two groups started fighting among themselves could he sit in his position more securely.

That gentleman has been away from Japan for too long. Japan is now his territory. Don't think you can easily sideline him by sending a few people over...

(End of this chapter)