Conan: I'm Really Not the Manipulator

He secretly looked at the face of the woman with brown and gray hair again. Could she be a member of the organization? But he had been with Big Brother for so long and had never seen her before.

"Sit down, Aniseite."

When the code name of the wine was uttered, Vodka heard strong dissatisfaction and sarcasm in his elder brother's voice.

And this code name sounds very familiar. Vodka is sure that he has heard it somewhere else.

The other party seemed to have completely ignored the sarcasm in Gin's tone and leisurely pulled out a chair and sat down.

She looked at the wine in front of her, pushed it aside with a look of disgust, and called the waiter: "Please give me a glass of 'Silver Bullet' and put it on the bill of this silver-haired gentleman."

The waiter looked at Gin, and seeing that he neither agreed nor objected, he nodded and left.

Vodka put down his glass, and with the help of his sunglasses, he looked at the other person quietly, trying to recall where he had heard it before. But the next second, the other person looked directly at him.

"Are you Vodka?" she asked with a smile.

Anisette smiled kindly and it was a very natural smile. Vodka had met all kinds of people because of his work, and he could tell the difference between a forced smile and a natural smile at a glance.

He nodded, and seeing that Gin didn't say anything, he boldly took the initiative to change the subject: "I haven't seen you before."

The tables here are far apart, and the place becomes noisy again after the song ends, so there is no need to worry about being overheard.

"But I've seen you more than once." Anisette propped up his chin with his left hand and avoided answering his question: "It seems that no matter where he goes, he will take you with him."

"Of course, because I am loyal to my big brother." Vodka said proudly.

Anicet nodded slightly and turned to look at Gin: "So when you date a woman, will he follow you?"

Vodka: "...?"

Date? People like his elder brother never play childish and romantic dates with women. Even if they really date, they will directly take the other party to the cemetery!

Vodka was waiting for his elder brother to refute or ridicule him, but he didn't expect that what Gin said the next second would make him stunned again.

"You go back first. Don't mention her to anyone else."

Vodka: “…………???”

……

Gin looked at his younger brother's back as he left the bar, then looked at Aoyagi Akimitsu who was disguised as a woman beside him.

He picked up the Silver Bullet cocktail that had just been served, and instead of drinking it directly, he held the handle of the glass and shook it gently. After he sat down, the electronic anklet on his ankle was exposed.

Gin took out the cigarette that was about to be finished from his mouth, put it out in the ashtray, and then collected the cigarette butt that was stained with his traces.

Vodka is the member who has been with him the longest, and he trusts him most of the time, but even so, he has never revealed any information about Aoyagi Akimitsu.

Appearance, code name, age, personality, style of doing things...even gender has not been revealed.

Caution is a virtue, and he will be even more cautious with undercover information.

Just like just now, even if Aoyagi Binguang dressed up as a woman just for fun and wanted to see his face change, he would still hide his identity for him and would not reveal it in front of Vodka.

"Are you going to be like this from now on?" Gin looked away.

"If nothing unexpected happens, that's it."

Aoyagi took a sip of the Silver Bullet cocktail, and the voice changer on his neck made him speak in a female voice. He gave up his Kansai accent and switched to more standard Japanese.

"How did you recognize me? My eyes? My tone?"

"I recognized it when you played the piano."

Gin lit another cigarette and put it between his lips, saying in a cold tone: "Only you can play such noisy music."

Chapter 32 Busy Gin

As far as Aoyagi Binkou could remember, he had never heard Gin praise his piano skills. He put down the empty glass in his hand as if he hadn't heard it.

"What have you been doing these two days?" Gin asked.

"Shopping, or staying at home... Well, I went to Rice Flower yesterday afternoon, and I was also looking at student materials and textbooks..."

Aoyagi Binkou said as he counted.

School will start tomorrow, and he will go to Minato Middle School as a music teacher in the international department. This is his first time as a teacher, so he naturally needs to prepare well.

Although he himself had a lot of tasks to do, and although this was just a temporary job for investigation and he would only stay for three months at most, he still wanted to be responsible for the students during that short time.

Hearing the second half of the sentence, Gin glanced at Aoyagi Binguang, with a cold sneer on his face: "You are really leisurely."

"Whatever your status is, do your job well. Otherwise, you will lose your job."

Gin did not comment on this suggestive remark. He saw Aoyagi Binkou finish his drink, push the chair over and stand up; Aoyagi Binkou wiped off the marks he left on the glass, stood up and left the bar with him.

Aoyagi Akimitsu could not show his face directly in front of other people in the organization. The greater the difference between his disguise and his true self, the better. This time, he completely changed into a woman's body shape, and his height also decreased by 12 centimeters, just reaching 1.7 meters.

Gin noticed that Aoyagi Binkou was a head shorter, but he didn't ask anything and just led people to the parking lot.

Vodka was left alone, and the Porsche 356A was parked quietly in its place.

Gin checked his surroundings and opened the door to get in after making sure there was no problem. Aoyagi Binkou also opened the passenger door, got in and fastened his seat belt.

"So how have you been these past two days?"

The car is a relatively private space, and the two can finally talk more freely.

"Same as before," Gin said.

After saying that, he started the car, and the Porsche drove slowly, and the black body blended silently into the night.

There was no light on in the car, and the street lights on both sides of the road shone through the window onto his body. Qingliu Binguang took out his cell phone to check the time. It was now 8:15 in the evening.

He didn't ask where he was going, nor did he specifically remind him, because he knew Gin wouldn't leave him somewhere inconvenient.

The car drove forward and soon entered a bright tunnel. At this time, Gin spoke again.

"What are you going to do about the rat?"

Qing Liu Bingguang put away his phone, leaned his elbow on the car window casually, and said half-truthfully: "You are too impatient. I have only been back for a few days. How can I be more efficient than you and Rum?"

This is a lie.

Thanks to the revelations of the time traveler, Aoyagi Akimitsu now already knows some information about the five undercover agents (one of whom is dead and the other one’s name and code name are unknown).

Unfortunately, due to the system's [plot modification restrictions], he cannot directly expose their identities.

Aoyagi Akimitsu himself has no ill will towards the undercover agents, and he doesn't have that much free time to catch them all one by one, so any one of them will do.

In terms of identity, he is the easiest and most deserving FBI undercover to be arrested, but the timing is not right.

Many FBI people knew that he had come to Japan. If he arrived in Japan, the undercover agent sent by the FBI into the organization would be exposed, and he himself would also be suspected.

"This is Japan. The local public security police have been investigating the organization for longer than the FBI. And after his death, they will definitely send in new undercover agents..."

Aoyagi Binkou seemed to be talking to Gin, but also seemed to be talking to himself. His voice became smaller and smaller, and finally fell into silence.

Among those four people, he wanted to catch the Japanese public security undercover.

There are pros and cons to catching local undercover agents.

The disadvantage is that this is also the base camp of the forces behind the other side. The power and influence these undercover agents can mobilize are far greater than those of foreign undercover agents.

The advantage is the same: the bigger their moves, the higher the chance of being exposed.

But the biggest problem now is that the two Japanese public security undercovers are the ones that other players - two other players with the ability to cause trouble - want to help.

Aoyagi Akiko is very concerned about what Hojo Touka said about November and December this year. If she remembered correctly or Rabbit's retelling was correct, it means that in the cartoonist's pen, important original characters will encounter accidents during this time.

Bourbon is confirmed to have survived until the start of the plot, so could the other undercover agent be one of the people in trouble?

Aoyagi Binkou sighed softly.

Because of her troublesome skills, he had to avoid direct contact with her, but she knew a lot, which made him want to explore it...

Gin next to him didn't know the real reason for his silence: "No matter where the rat is from, it's not that easy to catch it."

Instead of mocking him, he reminded the guy next to him who only had three months to live.

Unlike Aoyagi Akimitsu who was sent out, Gin, who has been staying in the organization, obviously knows more about the undercover agents in the organization.

In order to better integrate into the organization, those rats' methods were no more polite and gentle than those of the real members of the organization. It was not easy at all to peel off their disguise in just three months.

"What suggestions do you have?" Aoyagi Binguang asked directly.

"You can take on other tasks from the organization at the same time. Don't get stuck on finding an undercover agent and end up losing your life."

Gin's words were equally blunt.

The organization's requirement is just to prove your ability, and you can complete other tasks of the organization.

Aoyagi Akimichi raised his eyebrows and looked at Gin with surprise; but Gin didn't even look at him. Having just drunk some wine, he looked straight ahead in compliance with traffic rules.

"...Well, since you are busy, I can do it for you if it is something unimportant."

He smiled and looked forward as well: "Do you have such a task on hand now?"

As the car left the tunnel, the light around them dimmed suddenly, and the two were swallowed up by the darkness again.

"There are several," Gin said.

…Sure enough, he is as busy as before. Aoyagi Binguang recalled Gin's answer when they first got on the bus. That was not a lie, but the truth about the current situation.

“First and foremost, I’m a writer.”

Gin's face was mostly buried in the shadows, making it hard to see his expression: "The story she wrote may reflect the crimes committed by several members of the organization several years ago."

"..."

Aoyagi Binkou realized something and sat up straight unconsciously.

"What is her name?"

Chapter 33 Gin: Don't get caught in an internal fight

"I don't remember."

Gin replied coldly. He was usually very busy and didn't have time to remember the name of a minor writer.