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

Hui Yuanai opened his dead fish eyes: "Well, anyway, Edogawa is fine, right?"

[Yes, that's right. ]

"That's good."

After all, Hui Yuan Ai ignored the tracking glasses on the table, yawned, brushed his teeth and washed his face, and went back to the room——

go to bed.

-

Conan dragged his exhausted body back to the doctor's house.

At this time, Dr. A Li had not been back for a long time.

It was almost eight o'clock by now.

"Xinyi, you didn't encounter any danger last night, did you?"

Dr. Ali was worried.

In order to explain clearly to the police about the jewelry thieves he met on the road and his own car, he spent a long time in the Metropolitan Police Department, but he never heard from Conan.

Conan smiled forcedly: "Ha, haha, if I'm in danger, I probably won't be able to come back..."

"What happened then? Where are the men in black?"

"I can't help it, I failed..." Conan clenched his fists, his eyes a little annoyed, "I didn't expect gin to be involved in this matter, I thought there was only vodka."

Dr. A Li suddenly became nervous: "So? Has it been exposed?"

Conan shook his head: "No, it's just that it may be difficult to catch their tracks next time."

And for that organization, he seemed to have underestimated it before. He didn't expect that Gin's reasoning ability was so strong, and he was so cautious that he even opened the cabinet and knocked on it...

Obviously, Gin believed that he was right behind, but he didn't think that a grown-up could be hidden in the cabinet.

Speaking of this, Conan changed his expression, took out a plastic paper from his pocket, frowned and looked at Dr. Ali: "Hey, doctor, do you know what kind of candy is on this candy paper?"

"Eh? Let me see... This seems to be the packaging of a very common candy. It looks like a lollipop. I don't know what kind it is." Dr. A Li looked at the candy wrapper and shook his head, puzzled "Xinyi, why are you asking this?"

"...This may be left by gin."

Conan's expression was a little strange, "Didn't Haibara say that? Gin likes to eat sweets, especially sugar..."

Before he heard the sound of the pistol, he did hear the sound of the plastic packaging. It is estimated that Gin took a lollipop before taking the gun...

Conan felt a little unimaginable that such a fierce man would actually like to eat lollipops and candies.

Dr. A Li also choked, and his reading glasses slipped off: "You mean, the one who gave you the medicine?"

"……Yup."

Conan showed dead fish eyes, and shook the plastic candy wrapper, "So I was wondering where this kind of candy is sold, maybe I can ask them for news."

Dr. A Li scratched his head and said with a wry smile: "Is this impossible? This kind of common candy is probably sold in all convenience stores. There are so many stores..."

This has to be asked about the year of the monkey?

And it seems useless to ask...

Why doesn't Conan know?

But he was just unwilling, and wanted to chase after some clues.

"It would be nice if there was a batch number on this."

Conan threw the plastic paper away, and watched the poor candy paper float feebly on the table, but his eyes moved slightly.

"PhD."

"What's the matter?" Dr. Ali was about to eat something, when he heard this, he stopped again and turned to look at Conan.

"I remember, when Huiyuan escaped from the twin tower skyscrapers that day, he was also eating lollipops, right?"

Conan recalled the day when the explosion happened, and had an outrageous association in his mind, "Did she really bring candy out that day?"

"Hey, Shinichi, why are you starting to doubt Xiao Ai?"

Dr. A Li looked helpless.

Conan squinted: "But I've never seen her eat sweets, only that day she ate a lollipop..."

Dr. A Li put her hands on her hips, arguing for Hui Yuan Ai, "But the next day, she did ask me to buy a lot of candy and come back."

Conan: "..."

This...it turns out that Haibara also likes to eat sweets?

Conan's eyes were full of despair, and he flattened himself on the sofa:

"Ah, forget it, I'll take a break first... Doctor, if Xiaolan calls you, tell me that I'm still playing games with you."

"Oh! Don't worry, I will remember."

Dr. A Li responded, went to pour a glass of milk and finished drinking, only to feel that Sandman had found him.

Afterwards, he was also lying on his workbench, preparing to take a break.

Not long after, there were two more people sleeping in the mansion...

Today is an all-night day.

-

"Ah~haha..."

Kurosawa Mirai yawned and couldn't stop the tears from flowing out.

Zhu Fu Jingguang carried her to the dining table like a doll, forced the eldest lady to finish her breakfast, and then carried her to the bathroom to help brush her teeth and wash her face before putting her back on the bed, and said solemnly :

"Miss, you can't stay overnight in the future, you know? This is very bad for the growth and development of the body!"

"Brother Jing Guang, I'm 24..."

"Call uncle."

Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed, and completely included himself in the ranks of elders.

Chapter 257 Wine and Wine and Wine

Those who stay up all night stay up all night, and those who work part-time work as workers...

And Gin was fast asleep.

Since Chablis took a piece of meat from his hand, his work and rest gradually returned to normal.

So even though his subordinates often reported that Chablis came to his territory to "kick the hall", Gin still wanted to give him a model worker medal to express his gratitude.

Now, Gin almost never lets the tasks fall into his own hands, and all the tasks that can be thrown to other members are handed over to others. Even, if he finds that Belmode is in a panic, he will throw some tasks away. past.

Even so... No one under him complained of injustice, except Belmode.

Gin's original subordinates are not only Keel, Cohen, Chianti, etc., but also hundreds of senior peripheral members who need him to personally issue character orders. It can be completed in a whole day, and the spare time in the future can be regarded as a vacation day...

It is their blessing!

Gere even asked him at first if he missed it...

Only Belmode originally came to Japan to enjoy the blessings and do some things by the way, and was forced by Gin to assign a few tasks to his head, so he often sent some weird emails.

If you don't even bring back gin, just send a mass message of "do it well" to deal with it.

...Of course, mission cuts aren't without their downsides.

It's just that the salary is reduced...

Because the 'employees' of the winery grew up on performance, the more tasks, the more bonuses, not including the share of tasks.

Gin's original bonus of tens of millions has shrunk to a pitiful 100 million.

Regarding this point, he has a lot of complaints, such as...

"It's only been two months, right? Why did you give out seven or eight year-end bonuses??"

Gin looked at his pay slip and fell into deep thought.

The year-end bonus seems to come every year, and the monthly bonus is outrageous, there are twelve months in a year...

But he really hasn't lived that many days!

Qin Jiu had a complicated expression: "Forget it, it's pretty good."

This dream-like day came so blissfully, so suddenly, he was a little caught off guard.

He thought that it wouldn't change much if he didn't have an account for two months...

I didn't expect to spend several years of wages in vain, hundreds of millions...

"Alright, find a time to raise the money for them as activity funds." Gin made a bachelor's decision.

He also took the time to let Noah transfer the free money from Belmode to Xie to help him take care of it. He kept 100 million on his body, and asked for vodka if he needed anything else. He didn't keep a cent of the extra.

After browsing through the salary details that made his heart tremble, Gin started his daily tasks - processing emails and collecting information.

In the past, all these tasks had to be done after running the map, but now it is different:

Without tasks, Gin has a lot of time to deal with these emails.

The organization's database is vast, but not exhaustive...

At least there is no such thing as 'tomorrow's pork price is xx'.

... Cough, of course it is just an analogy, if a member reports this kind of thing, it is estimated that he will be directly thrown to the bottom and start from scratch.

But among the people in charge of Gin, there are some people who send that kind of "ineffective information", and the information of these people comes from the lower-level members, which is equivalent to the high-level members who screened out a wave of information and then sent it to Gin of.

What Gin needs to do is to screen out information that may be useful to the organization and hand it over to the intelligence department.

——As I said before, there is a department in the organization that specializes in intelligence management, and it is generally not easy to appear in front of people.

In terms of organization's intelligence, the Intelligence Department's status is much higher than those in charge of Qin Jiu. If the intelligence can't be counted, it doesn't matter what Qin Jiu said, and it will be sent to the intelligence department for final review.

Effective intelligence is also considered a performance.

Gin Jiu also tried to organize this information management method to be used on the five-star team, but in the end he didn't completely imitate it, but took another path...