Being in Detective Conan, being officially part of the organization is just too awesome!

"No way, absolutely impossible."

Gin, with a cold expression, recited the words like a machine.

His gaze swept across the faces of the people in front of him, lingering particularly long on Vodka's face.

Finally, he glanced at the phones on the table, showing the completed task sheets and proof of completion...

"Ah,"

Gin sneered.

"Would it make you happier if I said something like this?"

"Big, big brother..."

Vodka hesitated to speak.

Chianti's eyes widened, her mouth gaped open, and she instinctively made a sound.

"Impossible, Gin, you were clearly at the bottom, why...?"

Why am I not panicking?

Gin gave another cold laugh.

He countered with a question from Chianti.

"Do you think I should act like a child, showing a horrified expression and screaming in terror when I see something unexpected?"

"I......"

Chianti was speechless.

She thought about it and realized that if Gin really made that expression and made that sound, she would doubt whether it was really Gin.

Seeing the powder keg Chianti go silent, Gin felt smug and silently lit a cigarette for himself.

He took a deep breath and said coldly,

"Have you forgotten something...?"

"The authority to give that gentleman performance reports...is with me."

boom--

Gin's words struck Chianti, Vodka, Tequila, and Cohen like a thunderbolt.

It’s over!

The four of them thought the same thing at the same time.

I almost forgot, they are the ones who are just ordinary working people, while Gin can talk to that man directly at any time.

Hmm, it seems there are quite a few people who can speak directly with that gentleman...

That doesn't matter; their influence with that gentleman is definitely not as strong as Gin's.

Sent...

"Trying to outsmart me again?"

Gin flicked his cigarette ash and spoke coldly.

"Do you think I know nothing?"

"Vodka, you sneaked out to do a mission while I was resting at home. Do you think I don't know?"

"Brother, I..."

Vodka opened his mouth as if to speak.

Gin waved his hand to shut him up, then pointed.

"Chianti, you haven't said a word these past two days. Do you think I don't know what you're up to?"

Chianti remained silent.

She's almost become withdrawn; two sleepless nights, all for nothing...

"Tequila and Cohen are honest enough; they could have finished these tasks themselves."

Gin continued pointing, followed by another cold laugh.

"hehe......"

"If I can't see these things, I might as well quit now."

Hearing Gin say that, Vodka, Chianti, Cohen, and Tequila all showed expressions of shame.

They even thought they were being very discreet.

Unexpectedly, in Gin's eyes, they were nothing more than clowns.

Waaaaah... This is so embarrassing...

"Whose idea was it?"

Gin asked the crowd coldly.

Without hesitation, Lin Jiayou took a step forward, his face expressionless.

"My idea."

"it is good!"

Gin gave a cold laugh and waved his hand.

"Everyone else, go out. Cherry, stay."

"Big brother!"

Seeing that things were getting serious, Vodka clenched his fist, gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and said to Gin...

"I'm sorry, brother, this is all my fault."

"I wanted to see your surprised expression, big brother, so I had a mischievous idea..."

"Fart you!"

Chianti was so excited that the swallowtail butterfly tattoo on her face twisted in disbelief.

"Cherry is the most efficient at completing tasks because I want to see you make a fool of yourself. He's even helped me with quite a few tasks!"

"If you want to punish me, punish me!"

"Hey, hey, Gin,"

Seeing that things were getting out of hand, Tequila quickly stepped in to mediate.

"Young people are impulsive, so please be understanding."

"I think I should just use my salary from this month to compensate you, and forget about it."

"sorry......"

Cohen's eyes were filled with tears, and he was muttering something under his breath.

Seeing everyone's eager-to-die expressions, Gin was speechless.

Did he say anything?

Why does everyone look like they're about to die?

Does Gin think he's the kind of person who'll pull out a gun at the drop of a hat...?

"alright,"

Gin softened his expression and spoke in a gradually calmer tone.

"Let's just leave it at that."

"I'm willing to accept the consequences of my bet. I did the fewest tasks, so I'm happy to be punished."

"This week, my bonus was wiped out, and my benefits were cut in half."

"Cherry completed the most tasks and was extremely efficient, which is something we should all learn from."

“This week, his bonus was double what I had promised; the others also received their bonuses according to their rankings and the rules set last time.”

This this......

This happiness came so suddenly!

Vodka, Chianti, Tequila, and Cohen were all somewhat incredulous.

Gin is such a gentleman; a word he says is as good as his bond!

"Alright, the rewards have been distributed. We'll have someone transfer them to your cards later."

Gin spoke calmly to the four bewildered people.

“My account transfer records were later sent to the chat room to prove that I did not abuse my power.”

"No, no..."

"Never mind, Gin..."

"Brother, no need..."

"Gin..."

The four were moved to tears.

Gin waved to them.

"You can get out of here. Practice your shooting skills if you need to, and don't think you'll have nothing to do after the meeting."

"Cherry, please stay. That gentleman needs to speak with you about something."

"All right......"

Although the four of them were still somewhat worried, they obediently left.

The group secretly resolved to work hard and repay the organization and Gin...

After the four left, only Lin Jiayou and Gin remained in the lounge.

Gin lit another cigarette, took a drag, and exhaled.

"You're quite popular, kid."

"You handled it very well too,"

Lin Jiayou also silently lit a cigarette and said in a low voice.

Gin glanced at Lin Jiayou, then touched his own pocket.

The phone lying inside still contained the messages that kid had sent him yesterday.

"Don't shake my head like that again."

Gin said coldly.

Lin Jiayou replied expressionlessly.

"Isn't this meant to motivate them?"

"So I forgive you,"

Gin took another drag of his cigarette and said calmly,

"Also, you have to treat us to a barbecue after you receive your bonus."

"Set a time,"

Lin Jiayou spoke nonchalantly, while also reminding Gin,

"Shouldn't we just get rid of this stupid meeting and reporting system, and performance appraisals?"

"I'm not doing it anymore."

Gin extinguished his cigarette.

Unity, cohesion, professional competence, loyalty...

We have everything, why bother with all this?