Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 502 Conflict!

As expected, Calvados, like a vicious dog that had just been fed by its master, immediately launched into a tirade: "Are all Gin's dogs like this? What if we're discussing classified matters? You're not some spy sent by the Red Team, are you?"

As he spoke, Calvados had already put his hand on his waistband, making a gesture as if to draw his gun.

Xia Chuan didn't take it seriously. The opponent was indeed a very good sniper, but with a pistol... sorry, at this distance, even being able to fire a shot was a question.

"Really? What are you discussing? I heard that several peripheral members died yesterday while carrying out Vermouth's mission. Are you discussing how to arrange their funerals? That must be top secret."

Xia Chuan snorted coldly and continued, "By the way, I also heard that you suspect I sabotaged the operation."

Calvados was about to retort, but Xia Chuan didn't give him a chance and finished his rant in one breath: "I was just sitting at home and this mess fell from the sky. Do you want to check my car and see if you can find any traces of me being at the scene yesterday? You're really shameless. You didn't even notify us of the operation, and now you're trying to shift the blame."

Xia Chuan didn't stand on ceremony at all; he didn't close the door and made quite a racket, as if afraid others wouldn't hear him.

Fortunately, there were few codenamed members on the second basement level, and they didn't dare to eavesdrop on such conversations.

Only Vodka came running over excitedly.

His face was still flushed, and his eyes were half-closed, as if he had just fallen asleep and been forcibly called over to watch the melon.

"Tequila, don't be like that. Calvados is a guest. You should be more polite to a guest."

Vodka clearly wasn't making a big deal out of it. "I've been in the US all this time, and I don't know if I'll be able to get used to the food in Tokyo. If there are any problems, you have to let us know. I can always arrange for a chef to make some Western food."

It sounds like they're speaking up for Calvados, but anyone with a discerning eye knows it's a veiled attack.

"Heh, I think they're all planning to start from scratch. Yesterday's operation was not announced at all, and now they're blaming us for the problems."

Even Vermouth couldn't stand the charade; she'd lost her smile. How much more so would a sycophant like him?

Besides being a sycophant, a common trait of a "simp" is that they are easily embarrassed.

Considering the inappropriate situation, Calvados did not draw his gun, but instead chose to draw his fist, ready to make a tough argument.

Xia Chuan was naturally pleased. Making a scene about this would make it easier to explain to Gin and prevent Gin from being wary of him.

Calvados strode forward, his right fist surging out like a dragon emerging from the sea, accompanied by a faint whooshing sound.

Xia Chuan was prepared and calmly shifted half a body position to dodge the punch.

His relaxed and carefree demeanor made it seem as if he had just done a stretching exercise.

Having missed his first strike, Calvados was clearly not going to give up, and swept his arm straight at Xia Chuan's face.

Xia Chuan raised his left arm like an iron shield to block the attack. His taut muscles tensed instantly, dissipating most of the force. At the same time, his right fist shot out from his waist like a snake spitting its tongue, striking straight at the heart of the enemy.

Calvados's fighting skills were clearly lacking, and he didn't even have time to react.

"Hmm~"

His face suddenly contorted into a ferocious expression, his body curled up into a ball, his knees buckled and he knelt on the ground, clutching his groin for a long time. Finally, he managed to point a finger at Xia Chuan, but he couldn't utter a single word. Even without removing his sunglasses, Xia Chuan could sense the murderous intent in the man's contorted face.

"Assassins are ruthless by any means necessary. What's with all that sunglasses and acting all high and mighty? Do you think this is The Matrix? Your skills are worse than the peripheral assassins in our Japanese branch. I wonder if your sniping ability is just hype."

After making her complaint, Xia Chuan looked at Vermouth, her meaning clear: she wanted an explanation.

Vermouth frowned slightly, but her heart was not greatly affected. Calvados was less valuable to her than Baileys, but it was still embarrassing.

However, Calvados did do something useful; by making a scene with Tequila, she actually reduced her suspicions about Tequila.

She broke into Gin's bedroom last night on purpose; she just wanted to see Gin's reaction.

Gin didn't notice anything amiss, and the subsequent investigation seemed to prove that he was unrelated to the matter. In addition, Tequila's obviously impulsive behavior proved that he was fearless, so it can be basically ruled out that this incident is related to Gin.

"Tequila, I don't know what you're talking about. I went to find Gin yesterday only because my actions went wrong."

Just like you said, Gin is the head of the Japanese branch. If there are problems with my privately planned operation, isn't it normal to report to him first?

As for the accusations of slander against you, I'm sorry, you're overthinking it. I never said that.

Vermouth wasn't lying about this; she didn't say it.

Some things are better left unsaid, but that just became her excuse.

"hehe."

Having gotten the answer she wanted, Xia Chuan flashed her white teeth and nodded slightly to Vermouth: "Sorry, I acted without distinguishing right from wrong."

Then, he turned and patted Calvados on the shoulder, "So it was a misunderstanding. I knew it. Lady Vermouth was the head of the US branch before. She wouldn't make false accusations against someone. I was just being naive."

Calvados, are you alright? I don't think I used much force. Are you still in pain? If it's too much, should I get the organization's medical staff to come and take a look?

At this point, Xia Chuan seemed to suddenly remember something: "Oh right, Lady Vermouth can disguise herself as a doctor, so she knows medicine and shouldn't need it."

With a smile on his face, Xia Chuan bowed to Vermouth in a Western gentlemanly manner, then slowly left the conference room, closed the door, and walked away with Vodka arm in arm.

"Wow, Tequila, that's fierce. I definitely wouldn't have the guts to go up and confront them directly. This really makes my brother proud."

Xia Chuan shook his head and said with a wry smile, "I have no choice but to go. I can endure the injustice, but I absolutely cannot let Vermouth misunderstand you, brother. Although I offended Vermouth this time, she also said she could investigate my car. As long as they confirm that it has nothing to do with me, they will stop misunderstanding you, brother."

"This is Japan after all. Vermouth and her gang are still too arrogant. Before she came, Baileys basically did whatever her boss told her to do. But ever since Vermouth came to Japan, Baileys has been following her around like a shadow. She's a hopeless ingrate."

And that Calvados, so arrogant, he doesn't respect Big Brother at all. It'll be good to teach him a lesson this time. I'll put in a good word for you with Big Brother, don't worry!

Vodka pounded his chest, as if to say, "Brother, don't be afraid, I've got your back."

Those who didn't know better might have thought his codename was Gin.

(End of this chapter)