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

Sherry was taken aback when she saw Fuheishen smile.

She had seen Fu Heishen smile before, but it was either a cold laugh or a somewhat ferocious one. But now his black eyes seemed to have softened, looking warm and affectionate.

"You don't intend to keep me stuck here forever, do you?" After sensing the expectant gazes of the members on the outer perimeter of the car, Sherry reached out and pushed Fu Heishen's stomach, reminding him.

Shirley said she no longer cares about what others think.

Since the last time Fuheshen took me out to see my sister, until we returned the next morning.

The medical center has released a new version.

Because I don't eat well at the research center, I was fed quite a bit by my sister at her house that day, so I rubbed my stomach.

After those people saw it, rumors spread.

They're saying Sherry got pregnant by Fuhesh.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He prepared to leave the office to clarify things, but he got up too quickly and bumped into the corner of the table. He rubbed his head a few times and went out.

As a result... those peripheral members and researchers seemed to have misunderstood something after seeing it.

Seeing the researchers' suspicious, clear, yet somewhat foolish gaze.

She knew that saying anything would be pointless.

She was too lazy to explain.

However, this wasn't without its advantages; at least researchers stopped inviting her out for coffee from time to time.

"Let's go to your sister's house now. I'll change my clothes while I'm at it." Fuheshen'er left his spot, opened the driver's side door, and coldly said to the members on the outside, "Get out of the car and take a taxi home."

"Yes, yes, Lord Jundu." The outer members glanced timidly at Jundu, then quickly got out of the car, thoughtfully taking off their coats and placing them on the seats.

He originally wanted to say that it was Gin's mission, but when he actually stood in front of Jundo, he couldn't say it.

The other person's tall stature and imposing presence made him polite and humble.

Shirley glanced at the peripheral members bowing and scraping outside, pursed her lips, and got into the passenger seat.

"Won't Gin say anything?" Sherry looked up at Fukuro Jinji in the rearview mirror.

"No, and I can't." Fuhe Shener started the car, floored the accelerator, and drove towards Miyano Akemi's residential area.

"Shall we go to Ginza to buy some clothes?" Sherry pulled a tissue from her Prada bag and gently wiped her hands. When she was massaging Heishen's stomach, Heishen's body was wet, which made her wet too.

“I brought clothes with me,” Fuheshen replied calmly, looking ahead.

Sherry looked at Fuheshel with suspicion, trying to find out where the clothes were hidden on Fuheshel's body.

Fuhesen glanced at Shirley, "No need to look anymore. If you could find me so easily, I'd be too pathetic."

Sherry: "........."

On the Porsche 356A at this time.

Gin, who occasionally had some free time, put his hands in his pockets, found a comfortable position to lie on the back seat, and squinted his eyes.

I need to report on my work during the day, and spend most of my evenings doing tasks.

The only time to rest is during those few hours in the early morning.

He is always extremely efficient and will not waste any time.

Beep beep beep...

The phone rings.

Gin opened his eyes and answered the phone, "Hello."

"Lord Gin, Cointreau suddenly jumped out of the sea and took Sherry away," came the voice of an outer member.

Gin hung up the phone and rubbed his temples.

Maybe I didn't get enough rest and I was hallucinating.

Fuhei Shen'er was completing a mission on Moonshadow Island, how could he suddenly appear next to Sherry?

He jumped out of the sea, how ridiculous...

Just as he was about to fall asleep again, his dark green pupils suddenly widened as if he had thought of something.

Jundu, who suffers from mental illness, naturally cannot think from the perspective of a normal person.

Moreover, the peripheral members dare not lie to themselves.

It's not impossible that after completing his mission, Cointreau might go crazy and jump off the cruise ship to swim back to Tokyo.

With that in mind, Gin dialed Fukushiro's number.

"What's up..."

"Where are you now?" Gin asked coldly.

"With Sherry in the car." Fuheshchen's voice was indifferent.

Gin took a deep breath. As expected... one cannot use common sense to understand Jundo.

The peripheral members did not lie.

"Have you completed the mission?" Gin asked coldly.

"Ha... Gin, you really hurt me." A voice came from the other end of the phone. "We've been completely honest with each other, you should trust me."

Gin's dark green pupils drooped slightly.

He understood what the other person meant. Having spent so much time together, he knew Jundu's capabilities and shouldn't have asked such a foolish question as completing the mission.

"Hmph, here we go again." Gin snorted and said something out of character. "You should rest for a while after you've finished the mission. I'll call Vodka over to take your place later."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

As time passed, Gin could imagine the emotional turmoil and turbulent thoughts swirling within Fukushiro's mind.

His boss, who should have been a model worker in the company, actually reminded him to take a break?

Shouldn't we be giving him more tasks?

Shocking! What is it all about?

It's incredible.

"Don't misunderstand," Gin explained casually. "Every employee has rest time."

After he finished speaking, Gin's lips drooped slightly.

He didn't mean to discourage Fuhesh from taking on the task of accompanying Sherry to see her sister in place of the peripheral members.

He was genuinely afraid that the other party would do something detrimental to Shirley.

Since that gentleman entrusted Shirley to him, nothing should happen to her, at least not under his care.

Most importantly, I just learned from the training base that Jundu has very obvious psychological problems.

In addition, Vodka kept whispering in his ear that Cointreau might molest Sherry or something.

"Heh, how cute, Gin." The person on the other end of the phone said sarcastically before hanging up.

Gin put down the phone and fell silent.

If Cointreau really did something to Sherry, wouldn't he be demoted by that man?

And Rum was always there messing with him.

If he is demoted, who will be the next person in charge in Tokyo?

It's unlikely that Jundu is involved; he's just joined the organization and lacks the necessary experience.

Vermouth is currently in the United States, while Bourbon has the freedom to move around freely and cannot stay in Tokyo indefinitely.

Cohen is socially awkward, Chianti isn't quite mentally stable either, and Calvados is a sycophant.

So the next person in charge is likely to be...

After some thought, Gin came to the answer: vodka.

I feel like the organization is doomed!!!