Conan: I'm Really Not a Model Worker at a Winery

Well, it makes sense, they do often match wits with MI in the UK.

"In short, the top priority is to figure out what the FBI is going to do."

Belmode tapped on the table lightly, his eyes were cold, "It's okay if these bugs are coming for me, but if it's for the organization..."

Then the other party must have a big picture.

It can be as short as a few months, or as late as a few years, and the other party will definitely make a big move.

The armed forces of the organization also need to be ready at any time.

"Report the situation to that person first." Qin Jiu made a final decision, his eyes swept over the two of them, "After the boss's order comes down, if you are allowed to act, we will keep in touch."

"Of course."

Belmode smiled, and took out a piece of paper with a crude map on it, "I guess, their main focus is on Tokyo... Although I'm not sure if other bugs are involved, at least I'm aware of the FBI's movements." For sure."

She drew a circle on the paper and said with a smile, "The seven districts to the east will belong to me."

Gin glanced at the map, "Do you have enough people?"

"Don't worry, I can borrow someone from you." Belmode calmly took over Gin's subordinates.

Gin rolled his eyes, "I'll be in charge of the south, and Chablis will take care of the west and north."

Belmode would really blackmail him... Forget it, since he gave him such a large amount of money last time, he didn't care.

However, Chablis was slightly dissatisfied: "Hey! Why do I take half of it by myself?"

"Didn't you hear that Belmode is using my people?"

Gin stared at him viciously.

Chablis felt aggrieved immediately, "That's different...and you don't know how many tasks I have recently!"

"Ha ha."

Qin Jiu didn't feel sympathetic to him at all, and sneered, "It was originally in my group, and you wanted to go back by yourself... What, isn't it fulfilling?"

"Ah, you've got it right, Chablis." Belmode rested his cheeks on his hands, "Gin used to be several times busier than you are now, often staying up all night without taking a rest for a week."

Chablis: "..."

Is this a model worker?So scary.

Gin: "..."

Well, don't talk about Belmode, he wants to sleep when he thinks about those previous experiences-it's too tortured.

Vodka: "..."

Don't say anything, he is just a little transparent.

"Okay, let's end the meeting." Gin clapped his hands, and naturally regarded today's date as a meeting, and got up with a vodka.

Before leaving, he still did not forget to tell Belmode, "By the way, if you have any questions, you should always go to Chablis. He has many people with him."

Don't misappropriate his subordinates every day and increase his manpower burden.

Belmode glanced at Chablis thoughtfully, with a nice smile on his face: "Okay...then there will be more troubles in the future, Chablis."

Sure enough, the rumors are unreliable. They say that crazy wine is difficult to get, but it is still much easier to get than gin.

Chablis smiled forcedly.

No, Japan is too curly...he wants to go back to England!

Chapter 220 Long-lost mission

three people……

Oh no, it's four people.

Four people left the concert hall one after another without attracting anyone's attention.

There is one thing to say, this place is originally the property of the organization, and the guests who will come here are more or less connected with the organization, and non-core members need to register and verify when they come in and out, and they are not afraid of news leaking...

If the news leaked out, it would be either that there was an undercover agent among them, or there was an undercover agent here.

However, after leaving.

Just as the gin was in the car and the vodka was about to start, Bellmode called:

"Gin Jiu, you probably haven't left yet, have you?"

Belmode's tone hesitated.

"No, why?"

"Give me a ride?"

"……Row."

Gin and vodka waited for a while before seeing Belmode changed into a different outfit and got into his car.

He was dressed in men's clothes, and Belmode was still inflating the clothes after getting into the car.

Gin took a look, "Who are you trying to disguise?"

"Ah, why do you suddenly care about this today?" Belmode gave him a vigilant look.

"fine."

Gin rolled his big eyes.

In the concert hall just now, with Chablis present, his expression can be regarded as restrained.

Now Belmode was left, and the disdain on Gin's face was very wanton.

Feeling that Gin was probably just asking casually, Belmode breathed a sigh of relief, put on a disguise mask for himself, and after tidying up, he put on a pair of black-rimmed glasses.

"Just a doctor, very effective in reaching my target."

After disguising Belmode, his voice was replaced by a clear male voice.

Qin Jiu glanced at the rearview mirror, and felt that the face looked familiar, and the voice was good, "What's your name?"

"New Zhiming." Belmode yawned.

The name came as Gin expected.

Well, because Noah has reported it before...

Speaking of it, he always felt that the name looked familiar, and wondered if it had appeared in the original book before.

"Where to go?"

"Mihuacho [-]-chome, my home is over there."

"Are you sure it's your home?"

"Well, you have to do a full set of acting~"

Gin giggled when he heard that, with weird eyes, "I read Kiel's report that you asked her to find someone for you?"

Belmode looked up and thought for a while, "Oh, it seems so."

"She also asked the finance department to reimburse her [-] yuan in medical expenses." Gin Jiu took out a piece of lemon candy, "What medicine did you prescribe for her, a quack doctor?"

He was curious.

Shouldn't kill Kiel, right?He had sworn to save Kiel.

Belmod: "..."

Could Gin have some confidence in her medical skills?

Also, isn't she cheating Keel so much money because she gave most of her money to Gin?

Although there are hundreds of thousands in hand, the feeling of poverty is really uncomfortable.

"Don't talk about me." Belmode felt that he couldn't continue this topic, "It's you, what's going on with Chablis?"

She could feel the sting in and out of Chablis' words, and they were all aimed at the gin.

It's like wondering...

"Heh, he was like this last time." Gin Jiu acted very calmly, "I went to keep an eye on the annex and he insisted on following me, I'm afraid that I'd get an extra credit."

Belmod: "..."

Is that right?

But she felt that Chablis seemed to be suspicious of Gin, an undercover agent?

Belmode looked at the back of Gin's chair thoughtfully.

What did Chablis discover?Or just plain drunk?

If Gin was undercover...

Belmode's eyes were gloomy for a moment, then he rolled up his half-moon eyes:

how can that be?It's impossible for her to be an undercover gin, right?

Chablis must be thinking too much.

……

Gin sent Belmode back to the home of the new Zhiming deity.

This huge retro mansion has completely become Belmode's own small home...

Belmode also sinisterly invited Gin in for a sit down, Gin gave her a disdainful look, and directed Vodka to drive away——

If he goes in, he will probably be followed overnight by the FBI's tail.

It would probably take him a lot of time to flick these tails, so Gin would not do such an unjust thing.

Back at the base, Gin had to think about writing a report again.

Going out to report, coming back to report, really troublesome...

Qin Jiu turned on the computer with a dead fish face, typed at the keyboard, and quickly wrote a paragraph of text.

After checking it a little bit and making sure that the logic is smooth and there are no typos, Gin clicked the mouse lightly and sent it.