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

"Hi, brother."

Vodka responded.

beep-

The Porsche 356A has also been launched.

Tequila's car followed closely behind.

Two and a half minutes after starting...

"Wait! Let me out of the car!"

Chianti suddenly remembered something and quickly patted the back seat of the vodka, shouting,

"Let me out of the car! My car is still in the parking lot!"

"Just have one of the outsiders drive it back for you."

Gin, in the passenger seat, spoke indifferently.

It's just a car, what's the rush?

Chianti looked miserable.

"Waaaaah, my brand new Dodge Viper!"

"Tell those guys to go easy on me, it hurts my heart, sob sob..."

"Huh, got it."

Gin snorted coldly.

Chianti looks so pathetic.

The organization's official members make a fortune every day, so what's there to be stingy about?!

Look at his antique Porsche, isn't he still letting vodka make whatever he wants?

Lin Jiayou suddenly spoke up at this moment, asking with a blank expression,

"And one more, Cohen?"

"Heh, Cohen is different from you guys,"

When Cohen was mentioned, a satisfied smile appeared on Gin's face.

"He's been at Training Ground No. 1 all day, and he probably hasn't left yet at this time."

"Oh."

Lin Jiayou calmly responded with an "oh".

What a good kid! He doesn't forget to train even on his day off.

No wonder Gin wanted to arrest someone today.

With a model student who studies from morning till night every weekend as a contrast, the teacher naturally wants to urge other lazy students to follow his example...

Actually, Lin Chia-yu, Tequila, and Vodka are alright, since their roles are different from Cohen's.

Chianti is in a terrible state; compared to her, she's like a complete failure, the kind that can't be helped at all.

However, it's not bad to have Chianti attracting hatred.

Lin Jiayou sighed inwardly.

Sigh, Chianti will just have to suffer a little longer.

Half an hour later...

The Porsche 356A and Tequila's beloved pink Beetle parked one after the other in front of the training ground building.

After everyone got out of the car, Chianti gave the keys to one of the outer members and told him to drive her car over carefully...

After getting everything sorted out, Vodka skillfully pressed a jumble of elevator buttons and entered the training ground.

"Vodka, go and call Cohen,"

Gin, with his hands inside his black overcoat, gave the order to Vodka.

"Tell him to stop practicing and come over for a meeting."

"Okay, big brother."

Vodka nodded.

He was about to run towards the simulation training room when he discovered...

Ok?

Why are the lights on in the lounge?

"Big brother,"

Vodka pointed to the lounge and said weakly to Gin,

Which side should I go check first?

"What do you say?"

Gin gave him a cold look.

Only official members can come to this training ground.

How many official members does the Tokyo Metropolitan Government have in total?

Pisco has a large family business and is quite old; he doesn't need to come here.

Ireland, of course, would not come here.

Kiel didn't have time, and Sadani wasn't in the action group.

After all is said and done, it's only this group of people who come here regularly.

Everyone else is here; now only Cohen is in the training field.

How can he use two rooms by himself?

"Oh, that's true."

Vodka scratched his head sheepishly.

Just as he was thinking of calling Cohen, Gin swept him away.

They were going to the lounge anyway, and it was on their way, so why did you need to go ahead of time?

Gin also wanted to see what Cohen was up to.

I thought he was a good kid who never forgot to train even when he was resting, but a surprise inspection revealed that he was actually faking his studies.

He really is...

Gin took the lead and led everyone into the lounge.

Well, as expected.

Gin stared coldly at Mr. Cohen, who was sitting in front of the claw machine in a daze not far away.

"Cohen!"

Vodka quickly called out to him and waved.

Cohen heard someone call his name and stiffly turned his head.

Cohen was startled when he saw the large group of people standing in neat rows before him.

"The zither, the zither wine,"

Cohen stammered as he asked the crowd,

"good evening."

"And vodka, chianti, cherry, tequila, good evening to you all too."

"No, no, I'm in trouble!"

Chianti shook her head, puffing out her cheeks as she spoke.

"I was inexplicably dragged here, and I didn't even have time to grab my car, my brand new Dodge Viper! Waaaaah..."

stare--

Gin's cold gaze swept over, and Chianti obediently shut up.

Cohen lowered his head slightly, looking somewhat dejected.

What should I do? The atmosphere is so tense today. Did I do something wrong...?

Are people starting to ostracize me? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have played the claw machine all day. I'll practice more tomorrow...

Seeing Cohen's expression, Gin hesitated to utter the harsh words he was about to say.

He ultimately stuck to his initial view—Cohen must have come to practice his shooting, and we just arrived after a short rest.

Well, that must be the case.

"Look at Cohen, he comes to train every day,"

Gin mentioned it casually.

"Everyone should learn more from Cohen in the future."

Lin Jiayou remained expressionless, while Tequila and Vodka nodded silently, and Chianti curled her lip...

Cohen felt even more distressed after hearing Gin's words.

Gin trusts me so much, yet I spent the whole day playing around at the training ground.

What should I do? If they find out I haven't practiced at all all day, they definitely won't believe me anymore. They'll all think Cohen is a lazy person, and they might even ostracize me and refuse to go on missions with me...

Gin's lips twitched as he watched Cohen grow even more dejected.

Why can't I say anything nice or bad? What am I supposed to do?

hateful!

Kill them all!

I forcibly suppressed my irritable feelings.

Gin quickly took two steps, sat down on the sofa, and addressed the group seriously.

"Okay, let's begin the meeting."

"A meeting?"

Chianti and the others were all completely dumbfounded.

Lin Jiayou's mouth gaped open in secret.

No, is the organization now starting to learn from the fine traditions of China?

Although they didn't understand, everyone still found a sofa and sat down.

After everyone was seated, Gin took out his phone, pulled up a video, placed it in front of everyone, and said coldly,

"Look at the meeting that Rum is holding."

Lin Jiayou and the others came over and took a closer look.

In the video on the phone, there was a simple and unadorned conference room with four people of different appearances sitting on each side.

The main seat was empty, and behind it was a large screen with a figure in black robes faintly visible on it.

Synthetic electronic sounds emanate from it.

"Everyone is here."

"I now announce that the second meeting of our company's European branch in August is officially convened."

"First, please have Curaçao report on the performance evaluation of each member of the branch last month."