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

Chapter 61 When will Belmod give him money?
"Thanks, it's free."

Gin felt very comfortable driving in the right lane, and his tone was much lighter: "Just remember to give the money."

Don't waste a single chance to pluck the wool!
He is a professional householder who made his fortune by weaving tissue wool.

Belmode smiled again: "Yes, yes... big money fan, Mr. Gin? Are you in a good mood today?"

"Ah, it's the right lane after all." Qin Jiu replied casually.

This caused Belmode to react for five seconds, followed by a laugh that couldn't help:

"Yes, yes, I heard Rum say that you were in England and drove him to the right lane..."

"……you shut up."

Gin's face turned black.

He was a little embarrassed when he mentioned this...mainly because he was really upright at the time.

"Ah, angry?" Belmode seemed to have discovered something interesting.

Gin didn't want to continue talking to this woman, and said bluntly: "Stop talking to me, Belmode, where is Calvados?"

"Tell him, I think the fish will come back sooner or later, so I asked him to help me watch it in London for a while... What, do you miss him?"

"No, I just want to tell you that he has increased the price - the daily rent is 50, you can figure out how much you want to call me."

After finishing the most important thing, Gin hung up the phone resolutely.

If Belmode doesn't give him any more money, he will report to the unscrupulous boss.

Speaking of which, the sudden appearance of Gin in the United States is entirely because Belmode forgot to make arrangements for her duties before going to London, and she is not in the United States, so there is no guarantee that the people under her will be as obedient as before... …

So Belmode discussed with the boss, and asked Gin, who had a good relationship with her, to come and temporarily top her.

In fact, it's the shitty thing about the alternate time periods between the action members and the intelligence agents, and observing Rum by the way.

Gin is full of money, and he only stayed in the United States for more than a week.

In the past, Qin Jiu would definitely help when encountering this matter, but this time he was very happy to accept the assignment.

Just because of Schindler's development project...

Originally, Gin just wanted to find out how far this artificial intelligence had been developed, but after asking the people below to check, it turned out that the developer was only 7 years old...

This aroused Gin's strong interest - although he had been emo for a long time at that time.

So there was a series of emergencies in which gin and wine fooled talented youngsters into the five-star group.

Now that the matter is completed, Gin can go back to his lair. After all, the United States belongs to Rum and Belmode, and he actually feels very insecure staying there.

After driving the car to the airport parking lot, Gin made another phone call:
"Lum, the car is in the underground parking space at the airport for you."

"Okay, hard work."

An electronically synthesized voice similar to the boss came out from the phone.

After one person finished speaking, they all hung up.

Although the two are old acquaintances, their 'positions' are different. In principle, they should not communicate too much except for tasks.

Get on the plane back to Japan.

The gin seat quickly fell asleep after taking the seat, and was not at all affected by the strange eyes of other passengers on the fly...

Isn't it normal to be surrounded by a thick windbreaker and hat in summer?
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Japan, Tokyo.

After Gin returned to Japan, he immediately took off all his clothes, then hid in the company and never came out again.

It was too hot for him.

When gin left Japan, vodka was helping to manage things.

Of course, the main thing is some trivial matters, information integration and so on. Gin still handles it by himself. As long as he has a computer, replying to emails is not a problem.

It's just that the affairs of the five-star group can only be managed by Vodka. After all, if Gin uses a computer in the organization base to send emails to the people in the five-star group, he will definitely die.

Just one small problem...

——Gin’s subordinates basically send emails to Gin during the day, of course during the day in Japan.

So it became, when he was in the United States, he basically started sorting out the intelligence materials sent by his members from twelve o'clock in the evening, and then continued to get them until seven or eight o'clock in the morning...

The damn time difference!

Gin lay on the bed, poking the villain crazily in his heart...

He didn't get enough sleep on the plane, so he came back to catch up on sleep. Anyway, there were no operational tasks during the dormant period.

When Gin woke up again and walked out of the lounge wearing a vest.

In the office, a Shirley snatched a box of bento from a vodka with a straight face. When she was about to go out, she happened to see Gin leaning against the side of the cabinet and looking at herself expressionlessly.

"Brother! You are back..."

Vodka wore sunglasses with unspeakable sorrow on his face.

The eldest brother is not at home, and Shirley calls him the king... He is called out by Shirley every day to buy breakfast, lunch, dinner and dessert, but he is too embarrassed to refuse.

He is so difficult.

but……

"Brother, when did you come back?" Vodka asked suddenly.

Qin Jiu glanced at Shirley, and after successfully fixing the latter in place, he calmly poured himself a glass of water: "Yesterday...in the evening, you just weren't there at that time."

"Also, Shirley." Gin drank his saliva, turned to stare at Miyano Shiho, "Did you write last week's research report?"

Miyano Shiho hugged the lunch box and said indifferently, "No."

How did this dead ice cube uncle come back so quickly?She hasn't had enough...

Gin was a little speechless towards the upright Shirley.

"Remember this month's monthly summary report." Gin Jiu glanced at her, "Boss was very dissatisfied with your research progress before, you should pay attention to it yourself."

He wasn't bluffing this meeting, the unscrupulous boss had indeed expressed his dissatisfaction before.

"I see."

Miyano Shiho nodded lightly, and stood at the door for a while.

Gin had already drank two glasses of water, and seeing that she was still obedient, he slowly asked a question: "What's the matter?"

Miyano Shiho was stunned, blinked, "...No."

Strange, didn't Gin always like to threaten her or her sister's personal safety before?

Transsexual?

Miyano Shiho left with full of doubts.

Seeing Miyano Shiho's suspicious expression on life, Qin Jiu couldn't help being suspicious: Did he say something wrong just now?

He really doesn't understand Shirley's brain circuit...

However, if Gin knew what Miyano Shiho was thinking, then Gin would definitely roll his eyes.

The main reason is that now when Gin sees Miyano Shiho, he will think of the genius boy squeezed by Schindler's company.

In fact, what the organization does is similar to Schindler's company. When they catch one, they squeeze it desperately, which makes Gin feel a little guilty now-judging from Shirley's age, he is also squeezing child labor...

Gin drank three glasses of water in a row, and soaked another cup of wolfberry, and then he sat down in front of the computer and started working.

"Vodka, is there anything important in the group recently?"

"No, it's been quite calm recently... Oh, there is a member who has not heard from him for several months, but he did say something about the situation before, but he didn't say anything specific."

The vodka is slightly lifted.

Gin paused, "Which grade is it, and what's its name?"

"Eh... it's the one that you specially marked before, big brother. There is no grade, and the name is Shangchuan Leoping."

Gin: "..."

Why does he feel that this name is a bit familiar?Could it be that I forgot something again...

Damn, I won't have Alzheimer's disease...

　someone who is always forgotten
　　
　
(End of this chapter)