Conan: After teaching the protagonist, they offered their loyalty.

"Ah, it's really lame for such a big man not to drink." Vodka's lips curled up, and his sunglasses gleamed with an almost blinding light. "Let me introduce you to Cointreau, a liqueur. Cointreau orange liqueur has a crystal-like color and is crystal clear."

"It is a wine that the French are proud of. Because of its high quality, it is very popular among the French. Of course, it is usually very strong and needs to be drunk with water and juice. The taste is quite good."

"But it will change color when it comes into contact with juice or water, just like raki and ooza, but the alcohol content and taste of the three are quite different."

"In short, it's great and tastes very refreshing."

After saying that, Vodka glanced at Gin and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the other party didn't react.

Fuheshel frowned and pondered for a moment. Cointreau, did it represent brutality and fickleness...?

It seems the distillery boss specifically investigated the original owner's previous behavior.

Assassinate targets in an extremely brutal manner.

However, the implied meaning is still quite similar to that of Heaven and the Tyrant.

He didn't care much about code names or such.

He was more concerned about his salary.

"The salary is one million yen per month." Gin seemed to have seen through the other party's thoughts. "Of course, there are also benefits from the organization. There will be a bonus after each mission is completed, as well as a training base. If you buy a house within the scope of the organization's permitted operations, there will also be a subsidy."

"If you want to buy a car, the organization will provide you with access to it through extremely low channels." Gin said coldly, trying his best to maintain the organization's image. "If you are injured in a mission, the organization will give you paid leave and reimburse all kinds of medical expenses. The organization also has extremely advanced medical equipment, so you don't need to pay anything."

Upon hearing this, Fuheishen's lips curled slightly, along with the scar.

what is this?

This is practically his home!

"Heh, don't get too excited yet." Gin sneered. "Although there is a base salary, as a core member of the organization, you have to complete at least two tasks every month."

"Ah... the mission, easy," Fuheishen said calmly. "I didn't expect you to explain it in such detail."

"Heh..." Gin sneered, took a cigarette from the pack and put it in his mouth, "Because the organization is a company with excellent employee benefits."

“One more thing.” Gin took a deep drag of his cigarette and exhaled. “I don’t care how others treat each other, but with core members of the organization, unless they are rats or traitors, we must maintain the necessary rationality.”

"Are you saying I'm irrational?" Fuheshchen glanced at Gin indifferently.

Gin didn't say anything, but glanced at the vodka.

“Jundu, of course you’re not normal. What kind of new colleague comes in and starts groping a female colleague, and almost scares her to tears?” Vodka said to himself. “More importantly, you may not care, but it’s a problem for us.”

“As you know, we’re an action team, and Sherry is a researcher who is under protection,” Vodka continued. “When you molested Sherry, I was terrified. I thought something had happened, so I immediately reported it to my superiors.”

"You care about this a lot?" Fuheshen'er frowned slightly. "Didn't I already say that I just wanted to ask her name? That wasn't indecent."

"How could I not care?" Volt said loudly. "Shirley is under my brother's care. When something happened, my brother wasn't there, so I could only report it and ask others for help. Although it was a misunderstanding, how could my brother not be punished for abandoning his post!"

"The problem is that explanations don't work. I clearly told them that my brother went to deal with the rats, but those guys just wouldn't believe me and even docked a month's salary from him!" Vodka continued to explain.

"..." Fukushiro stared calmly at Gin. "As a core member of the distillery, do you think you're short of money?"

He didn't believe it. His salary was already very high. He grew up in the winery and was one of that man's core members. It was normal for someone to be paid a little more than him. Even if it was deducted, he could get it back after doing a few tasks.

Moreover, Gin is a workaholic...

“That’s my older brother…” Vodka was about to say something.

"Vodka, shut up!" Gin's dark green eyes flashed with murderous intent as he spoke in a harsh tone, then casually added to Fuheishen, "After all, you just got your codename."

Although that gentleman treated Fuheshel very, very well, as the distillery's model worker, I think this is not very suitable for cultivating enthusiasm for doing tasks.

Of course, he did this for a reason. Calvados, Vermouth, and Bourbon were all highly regarded by the man, but what did they do?

Calvados spent a lot of money buying luxury cars and sports cars to pick up girls, and in the end, the organization reimbursed him for all of them. He only completed two normal tasks each month, and those were just ordinary tasks.

Vermouth is a mystery. Despite having the status of a big star and being well-off, her business trips are always reimbursed by the organization.

Needless to say, Bourbon would break down a car every time he went on a mission, but he didn't care at all, as the organization reimbursed him for all the expenses.

These people are typical examples; they've been raised like flowers in a greenhouse, completely unaware of how hard it is for the organization to obtain funds, and that money doesn't just fall from the sky.

Gin, a model worker who treats the organization like his own home, said that this bad habit needs to be changed.

He didn't want Voxel to become that kind of person.

“Hehe…” Fuheshen’s gaze turned somewhat dangerous. “No need to say anything more, I understand.”

It seems that poverty limited his imagination.

Logically speaking, since he was personally recruited by that gentleman in the organization, he shouldn't care that the funding was slightly less than Gin's.

As long as it's enough, that's fine.

But what is intolerable is the withholding of wages.

Damn it, from his past life until now, no one has ever dared to withhold his salary.

Gin won't do either!

Fuhesh'er's eyes turned dangerous.

"What, you want to fight?" Vodka was furious. With his older brother present, he dared to say anything. "You really don't know what's good for you. What's wrong with your older brother deducting some of your salary? If it were someone else who had just come in and harassed a female colleague, and did something so dangerous, they would have been executed on the spot if it was serious, and thrown into a dark room if it was mild."

"You're able to sit here eating and drinking to your heart's content, and you've even got a code name, all thanks to your brother pulling strings everywhere you go!" Vodka said, getting angrier and angrier.

Vodka stood up abruptly, his tall frame close to Vodka's face. "Go on, I'm listening."

"You..." Vodka was furious as he felt the cold breath on his ear, then quickly retreated behind Gin. "Big brother, I told you he wasn't a good person, didn't I?"

With his older brother around, he wasn't afraid.

Gin: "..."

Fuheishen: "..."

“I didn’t skimp on your money.” Gin sighed softly, took out his pipe from his pocket, and stubbed it out sharply. His good intentions vanished after Vodka’s explanation. “Vodka didn’t know.”

Gin was indeed punished, but not by that man; it was Rum who deducted his wages.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the other party decided to punish him and announced it to all members of the organization in the work group.

Vodka, on the other hand, had no idea which gentleman had personally recruited Cointreau.

It seems that very few people know about the other party because of their special abilities.

But that gentleman insisted on giving it to him...

In fact, he did not withhold the extra money from Fuheishen; instead, he invested it in the renovation of the training base that the BOSS was preparing to give to Fuheishen.

The base was already dilapidated, and with the rapid advancement of technology...

“I believe you.” Voxelson straightened up and looked at Gin. “My share of the money…”

"I used it for the renovation of the training base," Gin explained casually, then added after glancing at the other person's expression, "I'm not lying to you."

"Okay, I believe you." Fuheshen felt Gin's sincerity, didn't care about anything, and sat back down in his seat.

Yes, he truly felt the other person's sincerity, in a physical sense.