Conan: I'm really not a model worker at a winery

Chapter 275 Black Gathering - Fishing
"Just talk about the information, Dubnet."

Gin 'pia' flung the papers on the table.

He didn't want to waste his brains arranging and combining this kind of source material.

"I feel so too."

Belmode followed, saying that he didn't want to waste his time thinking about it.

Only Chablis stared hard at the information for a few minutes, trying to analyze it... As a result, his eyes turned into mosquito coils.

"Ah~Mr. Dubonit, as expected, you should just say it directly. I believe that no one who came here today should reveal the secret."

Chablis also threw the materials in a mess and fell on the armchair.

It's just that what he said made Qin Jiu's eyes flash a cold light, and he closed his eyes.

Dubney had no objection either, he naturally put away the scattered materials, "In this case, I will dictate the information to you, and I hope...the information will not be leaked."

When talking about this, Dubnet suddenly glanced at the gin:
"You, you should be Lord Gin, right?"

"...If you have something to say, just say it."

Gin slowly raised his eyelids, and pointed his cold eyes directly at the other party.

He didn't exude air-conditioning or murderous aura, but just the look in his eyes made Dubbonit feel like he was on his back...

However, Dubney's expression remained unchanged: "I just want to remind you... According to statistics, the number of traitors you cleared is almost 60.00% of the entire organization, and the people around you have a high probability of problems."

"That's really hard for you to count such details." Qin Jiu's eyes swept towards Chablis without any trace, and then lowered them again.

"No, it's just my duty."

Dubney pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Belmode frowned slightly, glanced at the gin, and continued to remain silent.

"My information this time is related to the FBI's actions."

When it comes to the topic, everyone pricked up their ears.

"According to the information provided by several adults, we conducted a joint investigation with the intelligence agencies in the United States and determined that the FBI had conducted a large number of personnel dispatch operations."

"According to statistics, the number of personnel sent by the FBI will not be less than three teams... and judging from the situation in Tokyo, many strongholds have already been monitored by them."

Having said that, Dubnet looked at Gin again: "According to our judgment, the news about the location of our stronghold is most likely revealed by the member who betrayed the organization——Akai Shuichi."

Qin Jiu gave him a cool look in return.

Why, want to bring up the old things with him again?

The unscrupulous boss didn't dare to throw Akai Shuichi's blame on him, he really wanted to see how brave the second minister of intelligence was.

However, it seemed that Dubnet just took a look at it by the way, and didn't bring the matter to Gin.

But other people had different expressions after hearing the name 'Akai Shuichi'.

The changes were more obvious. One was Bourbon, with a face full of resentment; the other was Belmode, with a slightly apprehensive expression.

The rest of the people were either curious, puzzled...or expressionless.

Dubney took a look at their expressions calmly, "Combined with the friendly help of the three adults, we have confirmed that there are signs of FBI activities near the recent organizational operations... The goal is very clear, it is aimed at Organized."

"Ah, are you sure?"

Belmode raised her beautiful eyebrows, "I found at least a dozen people staring at me."

"...This, I think it's probably your previous activities in the United States that attracted their special attention." Dubney pushed his eyes, "And with all due respect, Lord Belmode, you can pretend to be anyone I'm afraid the FBI already knew about the information."

"It's inevitable." Belmode smiled, "If they don't know, I will still worry about how to get them to take the bait."

Hearing this, Dubnet bowed, "Master Belmode is willing to stand up and act as a bait. I deeply admire it. It saves us a lot of work."

Belmode's eyes lit up: "Oh? Is there a bonus?"

She feels a little poor.

Dubnet was stunned for a moment, and the glasses reflected a dazed light: Strange, in his information... there is no such thing as Belmode's love for money?

Chablis looked at Belmode thoughtfully: So the beloved lady likes money...

Gin's eyes were a little astonished: When did Belmode match her?

Facing the complicated eyes of several people, Belmode said: "..."

Is it weird that she wants a bonus?These ignorant men!
"... Cough, according to the contribution made by adults, there must be bonuses."

Dubney casually skipped over the bonus, "At present, the FBI's targeted actions are already obvious... For the specific information about the FBI's personnel, I will have someone sort it out and send it to a few people in hard copy. My lord, besides, I also need to seek everyone's opinions on the future course of action..."

"Do you have any opinion on this~ Mr. Dubonit, I suggest that everyone just call the door."

Chablis clapped the table with a smile, "These small fry are so blatantly spreading wild on our land, why don't we catch them all at once and steam them..."

"Sustainable development." Gin began to express his position at this time, squinting at Chablis, "Catch half of it, and the rest can grow into small fish... What will you eat after you catch it all?"

"Can I change the taste in the future~ Maybe there are crabs in the back?"

Chablis smiled.

Belmode disagreed again, "I think it's better to braise in brown sauce."

Her eyes flicked to Gin.

There are a lot of bombs on the side of Gin Wine, so we can find a way to squeeze it out...

Gin looked at Belmode blankly, and saw the greed in the other's eyes.

He suspects that this woman is trying to snatch him the bomb.

But purely from the point of view of cooking, he still likes to eat steamed fish... The sweet-scented osmanthus fish tastes good.

"No matter how much you get, you must at least gather them." Gin looked at Dubnet, "These FBI locations should be scattered, right?"

"Yes, as Lord Gin said."

Dubney took out a list from the folder, "According to the current statistics, although most of these people are in Tokyo, but the specific location, there are basically people in every chome and every urban area. At present, we have not included them. Great way to get together."

"The target locations are scattered. If we snipe point-to-point, it will easily arouse the vigilance of the rest of the people, making it more difficult for us to snipe later..."

"We know this." Belmode took a sip of himself, his eyes full of interest, "Gin, what can you do?"

"Off the shelf."

Gin looked at Belmode, "Aren't those people staring at you?"

"But, that's only a small part..."

"Simple." Gin glanced at Chablis, showing a sly smile, "It would be nice if you spread more people."

(End of this chapter)