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

Chapter 353
Gin is mourning Belmode in his heart.

On the other side, Belmode noticed Gin's malice towards Chablis, and couldn't restrain his curiosity:
"Gin, what is the conflict between you and Chablis? The first time I saw you and Chablis together, he had a strange attitude towards you."

Belmode's last sentence had an upward sound at the end, which seemed to be a bit of a joke.

Gin was still lying on the bed, playing with a corner of the quilt, "Didn't you ask this question last time? I don't believe you didn't see what Chablis was thinking."

This lunatic began to doubt his loyalty to the organization from the first day we met, which really made people very uncomfortable.

"However, I think Chablis has a good feeling for you now." Belmode probably wanted to improve the relationship with colleagues and improve the comfort of his working environment. Slow down the killing intent on him?"

"Murderous intent? Is there any?"

Gin turned over and denied the truth that he wanted to kill Chablis.

However, he also realized that he was a little too concerned about Chablis' affairs now, which was not a good thing... After all, Chablis did not intend to target him in action except for the occasional words.

Chablis also secretly carried out actions that have an impact on Gin...

It's just that I didn't expect Chabli to turn black and white so thoroughly this time by taking advantage of Akai Shuichi's sneaking.

On the phone, Belmode laughed twice: "Okay, if you don't have one, then there won't be one, then... Can you help fill the vacancy in Chablis?"

"...Aren't you talking nonsense?" Qin Jiu rolled his eyes.

If he doesn't help make it up, how can this plan go ahead?Whether it's for his own or the plans of both sides, he has to fill this position.

"You can arrange my people as you like. I have already explained to them before."

"The problem is that there are more people on Chablis than on your side, and his manpower is basically ready-made combat power." Belmod's voice sounded very distressed, "But on your side, Not counting Kiel, including you and vodka, there are only six people..."

Gin was stunned, and sat up from the bed, "Six? Are there so many?"

How did Belmode calculate?

The voice on the phone was suddenly a little dazed: "What do you care about?"

How miserable is gin?

"If you replace Chablis, only four and a half can be used." Gin counted with Belmode, "It goes without saying that Cohen and Chianti are sniper positions. It can be counted as half at most, and Claret is also mainly based on information, so it can be counted as half... I can barely count as one and a half for one or two people."

"...Then, where's the vodka?"

"He's the driver, doesn't count."

Belmod: "..."

I really want to say something for vodka. He is also capable of fighting, but I don't know how to say it.

However, she understood what Qin Jiu said, and let out a weak sigh: "So in fact, the only ones I can arrange in the encirclement are Cohen, Chianti and you, right?"

"correct."

Gin frowned.

After doing the calculations, he found that he was really "cleaning himself out of the house", and the only things he could really use were a kitten and a dog.

Both Gin and Belmode were silent for a while, and realized the seriousness of the problem - Chablis took away a group of people, and this gap was a bit difficult to fill.

After a long while, Belmode considered and said: "Otherwise, I will talk to that person to see if I can transfer some people over temporarily?"

"It's best not to." Gin Jiu got off the bed, sat by the computer, and quickly drew a stick figure, "Now is a special time, if someone is transferred from other places, it is likely to alarm the FBI."

"Then what if the people in the inner circle are reduced and put in the outer circle?"

"It's not necessary. If the number of people in the inner circle is not enough, it may cause those fish to slip away."

Gin rejected Belmode's two proposals in a row, and successfully made the latter fail: "Okay, then what do you think should be done?"

"...I still have a lot of spare explosives here, which I have saved up before, and I don't need special approval to use them." Qin Jiu took out a lollipop and put it in his mouth, "There are still some equipment in the port area warehouse..."

He only revealed one meaning inside and outside the words:
There is not enough manpower, we can make up with equipment.

In fact, Gin planned to use bombs from the very beginning, but Belmode has never thought about it... probably because the other party has been active in the United States before.

After all, the United States is the home of the FBI. If they use bombs in their actions, the possibility of being targeted will be much higher.

It seems that Belmode's action habits have not changed, and basically he will not use those gunpowder if he can solve it with firearms.

But to be honest, here in Japan... sometimes bombs are much better than guns.

Sure enough, Belmode first expressed his doubts: "Bomb? Is it okay to use something that moves so much?"

Gin snorted, "This is not America, you don't have to be so restrained, Belmode."

"...I just think this will attract the attention of the police in advance. In my original plan, only one or two police officers are enough."

"Don't worry, it's just some bombs, it won't affect the overall situation."

Gin has a firm tone.

He looked at the simple map he had drawn, and drew a few circles in certain blind spots: "If you find it difficult, I will help arrange the bombs. You only need to be responsible for Chianti and Cohen."

"Ah, that's really great."

With the guarantee of gin, Belmode relaxed a lot in an instant, "Do you need me to help you cover?"

Gin yawned again: "You don't need to worry about such trivial matters. You are only responsible for the fish biting the bait... I will play by ear in the outer circle."

"Row……"

Seeing that the matter was resolved satisfactorily, Belmode wanted to hang up.

But in the end, Gin added: "By the way, remember to report to that person, Chablis lost the chain at a critical moment."

Always remember to discredit Chablis-to discredit your opponent is to provide convenience for yourself.

Belmod: "..."

What is the hatred between these two?
Hearing that she didn't respond, Gin took it as her acquiescence, and hung up the phone happily.

In fact, Chablis must have already reported to the unscrupulous boss about his sudden departure from the plan, but this did not affect Gin and Belmode to report again, deepening the impression of the unscrupulous boss.

Moreover, the content of their reports must be without exception, all of which are "Chabli discovered the whereabouts of Akai Shuichi and decided to follow secretly" and the like.

In this way...

"If something happens to him, it will be Shuichi Akai's fault."

There was a cold smile on Gin's face.

Of course, the premise is that no one in Tokyo actually saw Akai Shuichi appear in the hunting ground.

Hmm... But even if it does appear, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, this pot, it seems that Akai Shuichi and the FBI have decided against it.

(End of this chapter)