Chapter 10 Gin: There is no money to be made in the organization

Chapter 10 Gin: There is no money to be made in the organization

Chapter 10 Gin: There is no money to be made in the organization
“…Is it reliable?”

After hearing what Gin said, the other party didn't think he was talking nonsense.

"Of course. But I may need your help." Gin sighed, "Otherwise I may die young..."

If he is alone in Japan with no one to help him at that time, he will definitely be overwhelmed and the intensity of work alone will be enough to drag him down.

But the other party was merciless: "Early death? I think it's a bit late."

“…You’re going too far!”

Gin's face suddenly turned dark. This poor kid actually complained that he didn't die early enough!
The other party laughed softly: "Heh... I'll contact them. What about the organization's affairs?"

This organization certainly cannot be the Black Organization.

——It’s Gin’s organization.

"Let the Star Leaders take care of it. Believe me, most things will happen in Japan in the future, and will only involve Britain and the United States..."

'Star Head', in Gin's organization, is basically equivalent to the core senior members of the Black Organization like him.

"Got it. I'll have them move as soon as possible."

"Well, thanks."

"...Is there any need to thank me?" The other party snorted and hung up the phone.

Gin didn't mind the other party's attitude at all. He put down the phone with a smile on his face, and it was obvious that he was in a good mood.

A look at the time:
20:17.

"Vodka, go and get some rest."

Gin turned off the computer, stood up, and continued speaking the local language.

Vodka was stunned for a moment, then he stood up as well and said excitedly, "Okay, big brother."

Finally there was a sentence he understood!

Gin: Stare.

The world's unsolved mystery, what is vodka getting excited about day by day.

……

Good things take time, but for Gin, nothing will get better if things go on like this.

He doesn't look for trouble, but trouble always finds him. Seeing the time on the digital clock stop at 2 a.m., Gin answered the phone woodenly.

Good, his sleep was ruined again.

Let him hear what bastard is calling him at this hour!

Gin's tone was very bad: "What's the matter?"

"Ah~ You're still so fierce, Gin."

There was a woman's teasing voice coming from the other end of the phone.

Gin's face suddenly darkened eight shades: "Vermouth, are you sick? Look at the time now!"

"11 o'clock~"

Vermouth didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all.

"...That's American time." Gin was so angry that he didn't want to talk.

“Sorry, sorry.” Vermouth was insincere. “I forgot there was such a thing as jet lag… I didn’t expect you to rest so early today.”

Gin: "..."

So he doesn't deserve to rest?

Vermouth then smiled and said, "But I do have some information to tell you... Don't you want to hear it?"

"No, I'm hanging up. Goodbye." Gin put the phone away and pressed the hang-up button expressionlessly. Before the call ended, he gritted his teeth and said, "Next time you have information, send me an email!"

Toot~
Gin exhaled heavily, narrowed his eyes, and began to show murderous intent - he wanted to kill this damn jet lag!
And that damn Vermouth...

...Vermouth?
Gin's brain suddenly caught something, "Vermouth, is she in the original book?"

Yes, there was Vermouth, who seemed to have disguised herself as a doctor named Shinde, and brought out the shrunken Haibara Ai to kill her, but it turned out that it was Conan in disguise. ... This should be roughly the case, he couldn't remember the details, and Gin was surprised that he could remember this plot.

After recalling the scenes from the animation, Gin no longer felt like sleeping, so he simply got up and sat in front of the computer, waiting for Vermouth to send him an email, and at the same time writing down the plot he remembered.

According to the plot he remembered, Vermouth was the enemy?
Gin frowned and tapped the paper with a ballpoint pen.

But he seemed to remember someone saying that Vermouth was Conan's godmother? Then why did he kill Shirley...

Gin suddenly thought of something, paused with the tip of his pen, and twitched his mouth, "This woman...isn't she taking her anger out on others?"

Thinking back to when he and Vermouth were the only two people who survived the drug test, and then the boss made them do something, it's very likely that Vermouth had a grudge against the Miyano couple at that time...

So Vermouth wants to kill Shirley because Shirley continues to research APTX?

Gin felt that he might have discovered the truth.

Then the problem is coming...

He has to protect Conan and Shirley, so how should he position Vermouth?

"Forget it, let's put it in the middle first."

Gin suppressed his turbulent thoughts and opened his email.

Didi didi~
Vermouth's email has arrived:

[Rum got some information. The FBI and CIA are planning to do something to the organization. Their people seem to have arrived in Japan. Rum is quite busy recently, so let me remind you to be careful. - Vermouth.
*ps: Can you please not hang up on me so abruptly next time? 】

FBI and CIA?

Isn't that Akai Shuichi? He knows everything.

Gin snorted and started to reply. Halfway through, another text message came from the other side:
[Also, when I was communicating with Rum, I found that he seemed to be interested in borrowing some personnel from you. More than a decade ago, he used that drug to kill two big shots but left a handle. He should want to erase all traces. Rum should find a way to contact you. You should pay attention. - Vermouth]

[I see, these are just small matters. Is it necessary to call? - Gin]

[Be careful next time~——Vermouth]

[You better not have a next time——Gin]

Gin rolled his eyes and closed the email.

His biological clock had been messed up for a long time, and he didn't feel sleepy at all. After thinking for a moment, he opened the task list and began to confirm tomorrow's schedule.

During the day, he would go to Qinggang Pharmaceutical to conduct an inspection, then go to Gunma County to extort someone... and then go back to Beihua Town to find his men to contact the next transaction partner...

"Members active in Gunma Prefecture... Let me see."

Gin opened a lengthy list of members.

Confirm with multiple parties, scout the location in advance, and report to peers or superiors - Gin doesn't just talk about it, he does things in a rigid manner.

It’s not that all the organizers are as rigid as him, but this is a method that Gin used in his early years to avoid accidents to the greatest extent.

Of course, other people of the same level as Gin may not follow this pattern, but most of Japan is Gin's territory, and his subordinates will do whatever he says...

This model also has a disadvantage: it wastes people.

There is no shortage of grassroots and peripheral members in the organization, but times have changed, and many of the original old people have retired, and Gin is a little worried...

There are already several people who are over the age limit, such as Daiquiri, Pisco...

These old people are looking for their successors, that is, the next generation who can inherit their code names.

Gin counted on his fingers and found that the fixed members of his action team were: himself, the 'driver' Vodka, the 'pigeon spirit' Calvados, the 'newcomers' Chianti, Cohen, Scotch, Bourbon, and the 'old men' Daiquiri and Pinot.
Others who are not in his group, but he can command: "Old Man" Pisk, "Backbone" Ireland, Clarett...

There are also some gins that are too far away that are not included.

But there are only eleven core members who can be mobilized nearby, and Gin really thinks it is too few.

Not to mention that there should be two or three undercover agents or traitors inside...

"The organization has no future..."

Gin sighed.

He also didn't know how Mr. Qin in the original novel reached the peak of his life, and he was very curious.

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