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

"..."

Brother, this is coffee, not water...

It took until two o'clock in the morning for Gin to finish the piles of emails. He rubbed his eyes tiredly, "Okay... Vodka, let's restore the Internet."

"okay!"

Vodka should be like a waiter in the shop.

Gin stretched, reopened the mailbox, logged into his account, and opened an attachment signed by "that gentleman" in the unread message.

It was the list of people who researched the drug. The boss appointed him as the sole person in charge of this "outrageous drug", and Vodka took the sidelines.

What Gin needs to do is to know everyone's name and appearance, and monitor key researchers...

"Takako Yamada...

Eiji Takeda...

Makino Santaro...

Miyano Shiho...

Nozumi...huh? "

Gin, who was swiping the list, was startled, and swiped up again.

Looking at the somewhat familiar four-letter name, after pondering for a while, Qin Jiu smiled.

"There is actually someone calling the name in the anime? It's really..."

Speaking of which, which anime is Miyano Shiho from?

The sum of Gin's two lives can already be counted as an old man in his 70s, and he really doesn't remember much about his childhood.

But the anime...

……and many more.

cartoon? ? ?

Gin Jiu's old face froze, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"...That's right! Photos."

Qin Jiu felt that he seemed to be able to save it, so he hastily opened another file with photos.

When I saw a photo named "Miyano Shiho".

Qin Jiu knew that he might not be saved...

Old memories flooded my mind:

Miyano Shiho, Shirley, Haibara Ai...

Organization, wine name, gin, vodka...

"...I really beeped the dog."

Gin rarely spoke his mother tongue with a cold face.

He should have found out earlier... This is not what travels to the past at all.

He has transmigrated into a dead world called Detective Conan, bastard! ! !

Gin roared impotently in his heart...

Chapter 3 14-year-old Sherry is still a loli

After several minutes of impotent rage:

"Okay, I'm stupid, I admit it...Zhuo!"

Qin Jiu pinched the bridge of his nose and scolded himself in his heart.

More than 30 years!

I have been 37 years old in this life!

In the end...why didn't he find out! ! !

"...Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I can't blame it all."

After a long time, Gin calmed down and began to think about his own life.

First of all, he traveled too early.

Gin thought about the task of drug supervision this time, and saw Miyano Shiho, and immediately knew: This should be the birth point of the legendary murder weapon A in Conan.

In other words, it was long before Conan appeared...

Then push forward more than 30 years, Kudo Shinichi and his parents are still kids, right?

As a person who only likes to watch daily crime-solving and avoids the main storyline...how could he know that he has crossed the line!

Also, there is...

Qin Jiu turned off the computer screen, looked at a handsome face reflected in it, and kept cursing the thief in his heart.

He clearly remembered that the gin was blond and blond!And he has silver hair!And the guy in the first episode of the original book is obviously not as handsome as him with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks!

"Is there a possibility? It's just that the original gin was killed by me as a competitor?"

Gin tried to find the bug to comfort himself...

What?How could Gin not know that Gin's hair turned white in the later stage of the original work?

That's because he was still in elementary school when he watched Conan before crossing, and he was frightened by the tense atmosphere when the black organization appeared on the stage. The main line has seen the roller coaster and the scene where Akemi Miyano was killed...

Even the complete incident, Gin Jiu completed it through a certain degree and the water friends of Xiaopozhan. I only watched the nonsensical case-solving plots without the main line, and I only watched about [-] episodes. Since the painting style changed After that, he didn't look at it much...

Because the sources of information are not first-hand, Gin itself is not sensitive to this aspect, even if the code name is the name of the wine, he didn't think about the winery - he always thought it was a reality.

... Trouble.

"...Who will tell me which year the story of Conan started?" Qin Jiu turned on the computer screen with a dark face, "Vodka, cut the net again."

"...Okay brother."

Vodka listened to Gin scolding in Chinese for a long time and didn't know who he was scolding. Feeling the murderous aura that was close at hand, Vodka tremblingly cut another piece of the Internet.

Who messed with Big Brother again?

Gin took a deep breath and started emailing a group of people again...

Now that it is in the world of Conan, the situation is different.

Although he doesn't know what the main line of Conan is, anyone who watches Conan knows one thing:

Conan has been updated for more than 20 years, and the protagonist is still in the first grade of elementary school.

That is, an alternative time stop, an alternative... eternal life!

Gin gave a sneer, and his dark green pupils flashed a ray of excitement: "As long as the research and development of A drug can be completed, then I will hit Kudo Shinichi with a stick as normal, and then I will destroy all the information of A drug..."

As long as Conan can't change back, as long as the undercover agent is still there, as long as the Black Clothes Winery doesn't collapse - Conan will always be in the first grade!

[Freedom and immortality, which one would you choose? ]

After editing the last paragraph, Gin clicked send.

Of course, freedom and eternal life, he wants both!

"Let's think about it, the red side's undercover agent in the black side is..."

Gin began to search for undercover figures in his dim and boundless memory, trying to find potential allies.

"Shuichi Akai, and that...Judy? Are these two undercover agents..."

Memories fail.

However, Gin is not afraid of not finding undercover agents—the number of undercover agents he cleared could be dozens if not hundreds, and he is very clear about the difference between fake undercover agents and real ones...

Gin Jiu now finally understands why he always felt that those undercover agents were mentally retarded.

In the world of Conan, undercover is really miserable...

But no matter how miserable the undercover agent is, it still cannot change Qin Jiu's determination to leave the organization, but the original plan needs to be changed slightly.

After sending the email, Gin asked Vodka to connect to the Internet before waiting for a reply from the other party, and continued to browse the previous list of researchers.

The work that should be done still has to be done.

"Brother, are you alright?" Vodka said cautiously, his elder brother's mood was not right, it went up and down for a while.

"Ah...it's okay." Gin kept his eyes on the display screen, "The situation has changed, and the plan has been postponed."

"……what?"

"One more cup of coffee."

"..."

It turns out that the eldest brother knows that this is coffee.

……

007's work system is always so fulfilling.

Gin raised his swollen head and looked at the electronic clock on the wall:

06:30.

Back material is really too brain-intensive...

Gin looked at Vodka, who had been sound asleep for an unknown amount of time, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't try to wake him up.

"This group of people joins the job after eight o'clock... There is still an hour and a half left."

Thinking about it, Gin set a reminder for the electronic alarm clock in the past, closed his eyes and began to rest.

It's actually nothing to do with him when the researcher joins the job. Qin Jiu is just the general manager, and he doesn't need to do everything by himself.Moreover, these researchers are actually the property of the organization, and someone should have given them the details before coming here.

"~Dididi!"

The computer screen suddenly lit up, showing an unread email.