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

The silver-haired woman sitting in the first seat on the far left stood up and said...

"In the past ten days, our branch has completed a total of five assassination missions, forty-six intelligence missions, thirty-eight extortion missions, and made progress on two small goals in scientific research."

"Of the eight members present, Binga completed three assassination missions, seven intelligence missions, and five extortion missions, ranking first in performance. He is awarded an additional performance bonus..."

"Curaçao has completed one assassination-type mission, and one intelligence-type mission..."

"Stauter complete..."

"Riesling complete..."

"Bourbon complete..."

In the video on the phone, Curaçao spoke calmly for a long time.

Outside the phone video, Vodka frowned intently, Tequila looked bewildered, Chianti was drowsy, Cohen was still lost in thought, and Lin Jiayou...

Lin Chia-yu is seriously playing a counting game.

One undercover agent, two undercover agents, three undercover agents...

Wow! So many undercover agents!

The organization is doomed!

Ahem! No, the organization is developing well and is thriving.

The organization absolutely cannot go under; if the organization goes under, he will go under too.

The video was too long, and Gin felt he couldn't waste time, so he fast-forwarded.

Within minutes, Curaçao finished presenting the performance report, and Rum began to speak.

"We must implement the important ideas of our Boss, uphold that gentleman's leadership, and fully implement the organization's efforts to ensure steady and positive economic development..."

"Over the next ten days, our branch will need to accelerate and expedite the implementation of economic development measures..."

"At the same time, scientific research cannot stop. Science and technology are the primary productive forces, and our organization must always stay at the forefront of global science and technology..."

Lin Jiayou remained calm on the surface as he listened to these strangely familiar words, but gritted his teeth inwardly.

Looking at his colleagues again, Vodka still seemed focused, Tequila had already lit a cigarette, Cohen was even more stunned, and Chianti...

Chianti began to nod.

Poor Chianti is suffering. She's already slept very little these past few days, and now she has to listen to this stuff...

Gin didn't blame him; he silently lit a cigarette.

Cough cough, my craving for a cigarette is kicking in, my craving for a cigarette is kicking in.

"Alright, I won't look at the rest."

After taking a deep drag, Gin quickly picked up his phone and put it away.

If we keep watching like this, there's no need to hold any more meetings.

"Ah, it's finally over—"

Chianti stretched.

Agave nodded, still shaken.

Cohen was still in a daze.

Vodka...

Vodka remained serious.

"Vodka, vodka—"

Tequila stretched out its hand and waved it in front of vodka.

The vodka had no effect.

"Hulu-hulu-"

A soft snoring sound reached everyone's ears.

The scene was unusually quiet.

Gin's eyes grew colder, and he pulled Beretta out with his left hand.

pop-

Beretta slapped the barrel of his gun against Vodka's face.

"Ok?"

Vodka's body reacted.

He mumbled incoherently,

"Big, big brother..."

"it's over?"

"ended."

Gin said coldly.

Vodka first breathed a sigh of relief, then...

"Your vacation is over too."

Gin coldly reclaimed Beretta.

Vodka's eyes widened.

"Oh no—"

"Vodka, shut up!"

Gin said coldly.

Vodka shut up.

Gin took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He looked at the crowd around him, and a sense of exhaustion washed over him.

A fraction of a second later, Gin regained his composure and said seriously,

"You guys have seen the video, what are your thoughts?"

"Rum is such a busybody,"

Chianti yawned and said casually.

Agave chimed in,

"Yeah, all they say is useless talk..."

Vodka also wanted to speak.

Gin gave him a look that silenced him.

"I find it very useful!"

Lin Jiayou remained expressionless, slightly raised his hand, and said calmly,

"This is how we enhance organizational cohesion."

"That's right!"

Gin slammed his hand on the sofa and said coldly,

"Cherry is right. We should all learn from him in terms of ideological awareness."

He scanned the crowd, lingering particularly on Tequila and Chianti, and then emphasized his words.

"These formats are very useful!"

"Such meetings can strengthen our cohesion and improve our efficiency."

"In this respect, the European branch is already far ahead of us. Look at how much they have accomplished, and then look at how much we have!"

"We must learn quickly and seize the time to catch up!"

Gin tried his best to use his icy voice to deliver motivational speeches.

However, judging from the expressions on everyone's faces, it seemed that the results were minimal.

Lin Jiayou yawned inwardly, secretly thinking,

Of course, their efficiency is high. Of the eight people sitting below, at least three are undercover agents, and there's also a workaholic named Binga.

What a lineup! Esports pro Chianti, claw machine expert Cohen, Tequila who never comes home, and vodka fanatic...

What can we compare them to?

Gin was unaware of Lin Jiayou's thoughts; he was still diligently trying to motivate and inspire everyone.

"Everyone should come to the training ground more often in the future to maintain their professional skills. Health is the foundation of everything..."

"Everyone needs to pay more attention to the tasks assigned. If you can finish them today, don't put them off until tomorrow. Put the tasks first..."

"I've been too lenient with you before, giving you too many long holidays. Do you want to rest for another week?"

"From now on, we will hold a progress meeting once a week to report on the completion of tasks for the week and rank them from best to worst!"

"The first-place winner's prize money triples for the week, while the last-place winner's prize money is zero for the week, and their benefits for the following week are halved!"

"what?!"

Tequila, Cohen and vodka couldn't help but shout.

Chianti's eyes widened as she shouted.

"No way, Gin, are you serious?!"

"Ah,"

Gin gave a cold laugh.

They've already called people all the way here, so it can't be fake, right?

Rum, that guy, isn't he the one who posts videos and talks nonsense all the time?

Okay, you have a meeting every ten days, but my Gin people only have one meeting a week.

Anyway, we're all in Tokyo, so we can't go far.

Thinking this, Gin pulled out his Beretta again, slammed it on the table, and said coldly,

"Now, everyone come up here and receive eight tasks, with a one-week deadline to complete them."

“It starts with me.”