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

Chapter 683 Invisible Game (Supplement 2)

"How is the situation at the headquarters?"

"...Really, the action has already begun..."

"I understand. I will pay attention to the situation in Japan."

In the spacious study.

A slightly fat middle-aged man stood at the window, holding an old-fashioned mobile phone that had ended the call, staring out the window without saying a word.

The bright sunlight outside the house did not make him feel warm and comfortable at all.

He even felt a little chill in his body...

"This day, when will it be the end..."

The man muttered softly, and the two mustaches on his mouth trembled slightly following his sigh.

'Knock knock~'

The crisp knock on the door brought the middle-aged man back from the emo.

"come in."

The door of the study was pushed open, and a blond young man entered, "Father, are you looking for me?"

When the middle-aged man saw the young man, he had a sincere smile on his face, but only after a moment, the smile turned into his eyes: "Ah Tan... come here, come here, I have something to tell you."

……

"Is this too fast?"

Organize an underground base.

While Angostella was busy processing emails, she was also holding a game console, and she was very busy. There was no way, the frequent updates of mobile phones made even the games on it more interesting.

but.

What he is lamenting now is not the progress of the game... Even if the game started less than 5 minutes ago, he was overthrown by a Voldemort.

"what happened?"

Hearing the manic shouts of his teammates, Anderberg, who was watching a movie next to him, rolled his eyes, "You fell into a box again?"

Angostura was startled:
"How do you know—no! That's not the point!"

He turned his phone with a gray screen upside down on the table, and then cursed and 'complained' to his teammates, "Look! We only found out the location of those people yesterday, and news came from the headquarters today that those stinky The fish fluttered even more fiercely..."

Anderberg tilted his head: "Then?"

"Then? What else can there be?" Angostella continued to curse, "Then I was scolded by the boss!

He also told me to be more careful in my actions in the future, to be careful when I do it, and not to put too much pressure on those stinky fish... Enough is enough!Didn't we just go around the door of those fish's nests?Did I do it?Does this put pressure on them?
Are those bastards springs?Apply voltage and jump up!

Damn, believe it or not, I led someone to kick their den today! ! "

A series of words were full of murderous intent, causing Anderberger to look sideways, and ignored most of the meaningless nonsense, and accurately grasped the point: "So, where is it?"

His question caused Angostura to pause visibly.

Then, the latter restrained the angry expression on his face like changing his face, and tapped the computer screen with a throwing knife, "The reaction of those people is too fast, of course I don't mean the reaction time, but..."

"style?"

Anderberger took it naturally, and at the same time nodded with a blank expression, "Indeed, this kind of vigorous and decisive style is not like those of MI6."

Angostella leaned back slightly, "I haven't told you how they reacted, but you already know that they act resolutely?"

"It's nothing." Anderberger turned his attention back to the TV. "If you adjust the font size of the interface to 7, I probably won't be able to see it."

"Yo ho! Amber, your eyesight has improved again?"

"Always high."

It was only after a few jokes that Angostura became serious: "But Amber, to be honest, I found that... some recent actions seem to be driven by a pair of invisible hands."

"Hollow Man?"

"...Be serious!"

Angostella's face was dark, "I'm not joking with you, Amber, I went back after talking to Gin that day, and I did find some problems.

I……

Forget it, you look at yours. "

After hearing this, Anderberg nodded happily, and watched the mime on the big TV screen without saying a word.

He is not interested in such 'conspiracy theories'.

But as long as you give him a goal and a specific task, he will definitely complete it beautifully...

The main reason is that although Anderborg can follow Angostella's thinking smoothly, but the way of thinking is relatively straight, there is no fancy intestines, and Angostella does not want to forcefully twist the intestines of his teammates into twists, so some guesses can only be made. Take it to heart.

——In a sense, Angostura's situation is somewhat similar to that of gin, especially gin a few years ago.

There are only a few people who can keep up with their ideas, and it is really lonely.

'Just walking in front of these people caused such a big reaction from the other party... Is it because the previous actions were too direct, making these guys frightened? '
' Or is there something they have to do, so they are even more desperate to get rid of the headquarters and achieve certain goals? '
'Or, someone is instigating from it...'
Angostella screened various possibilities in his mind, some were ruled out by him, and some were temporarily left by him in case of emergencies...

However, he and Gin had the same idea: they both believed that the headquarters could not be taken away easily, even though the boss had told them very seriously that the headquarters would have a hard time resisting...

But these words also deceive ordinary members. Old people like them who have been immersed for many years don't know the urine nature of the organization?
Is an organization something that can be handled in one pot?

Obviously not.

Angostella even suspected that the place where the flaw appeared was not the headquarters at all. After all, the real headquarters was under the glamorous coat of London.

If there was any war over there, the media with a sharper nose than a dog would probably have already picked up the matter on the Internet, and the local intelligence agencies couldn't stop it. How could it be as calm as it is now?

And Angostura's doubts are also here:
If it is said that the weakness of the organization is exposed to the enemy's eyes, it is a trick of the boss... Then does the person who secretly contributes to the flames know this?

I don’t know, it’s okay, it’s equivalent to pushing the people on the red side into a trap;

But if the other party knowingly commits a crime, he has to think more about the other party's possible intentions.

"It's really troublesome..."

Angostella let out a foul breath, and threw all the mails that he had read and remembered into the recycle bin, waiting to be lined up for destruction.

And after he sent everyone an order with a lot of swear words and told them not to do anything these days and stay at home honestly according to the boss's intention...

Restarted a game.

Moreover, he took Anderberg's mobile phone to log in, pulled people into the team, and pressed the button for Anderburger's TV.

"Amb! Don't look, come here!"

"..."

Anderberg took his cell phone indifferently.

"Hey! Amber! What are you doing?!"

"Don't give it away! Don't give it away!"

(End of this chapter)