Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 611: Gin and Margaret's Past

Chapter 611: Gin and Margaret's Past

"Ten seconds left." Marmot reminded.

"It will be fine soon...it will be fine soon, relax." Baijiu comforted her: "Give me the motor board!"

"Thank...you." Margaret's tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

With a "ziz!" sound, her body trembled, her pupils became empty and lifeless, and her pulse stopped beating instantly.

Baijiu looked at her sudden death and was somewhat unable to react. The equipment would clearly be finished in just a few seconds.

Margaret's eyes were filled with blood, the breath of life gradually dissipated, and she shed tears of blood.

Everyone looked at the dead Margaret, bowed their heads in mourning, remained silent, and the air fell into deathly silence.

Baijiu's smile gradually froze and she fell into self-blame because she had something she had to say but hadn't conveyed it to him.

"It's terrible..." Phoenix muttered softly.

Baijiu stared at one side, lost in thought, why did she deliberately turn off the intercom? Was it because there was another traitor...

The next day, Baijiu returned to Tokyo.

After taking out the key and entering the room, Vermouth came to the entrance in her pajamas with sleepy eyes: "I'm back."

"Um........."

Vermouth immediately noticed his abnormality and asked from the side: "How is the work?"

Baijiu did not choose to tell the truth, and supported his forehead with both hands: "Sorry, it's fine, I'm sorry..."

"I'm just a little too tired." Baijiu smiled optimistically.

Vermouth saw what Baijiu was thinking, but didn't say much. She just moved forward slightly and hugged Baijiu tightly.

"I have to go to Yokohama this afternoon. I have a meeting I need to attend. I'm sorry... I can't accompany you."

Vermouth put her hand on top of him: "Work comes first."

In the morgue, the forensic doctor opened Margaret's body bag, and a pungent stench of decay hit the face.

In the spacious conference room, Gin and Baijiu were sitting inside.

Accept interrogation and conversations compiled by the organization system.

System editor: It can be understood as a stable job within the organization.

"Gin, I've read the training report you wrote for Margaret, as well as the pass book for becoming a first-level member."

"The evaluation given in it is - outstanding ability."

"Does this still hold true, Mr. Gin?"

Directly opposite the two of them sat three men in suits with a large amount of documents in front of them.

Provide evidence for their speech.

"Bra." Gin had a cigarette in the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Gin! I'm asking you, are you still right?" the man yelled.

Veins popped up on Gin's forehead instantly, and he clenched his fists tightly, suppressing the anger in his heart: "Yes, it still holds true."

“But,” the man said coldly, “the corpse below us now doesn’t think so.”

"Someone implanted a bomb into her skull through her nose, causing a fatal explosion."

"Also, I thought the reinforcements you sent were so strong, but I didn't expect that they almost wiped out this team."

Brajiu looked at him provocatively.

"Bulajiu!" Gin leaned back, his momentum increasing instead of decreasing, and put his arms on the armrests: "You judge the members' abilities in this way..."

"Sorry, I can't accept that."

"It's like you saying he's not capable enough. I can't accept that at all."

The man responded: "Chocolate makes you fat, I can't accept that, but I still eat it, guess what."

"Gin, I don't know if you still remember."

"At the beginning, I approved Margaret to take charge of this task because of your valuable evaluation! Mr. Gin!"

"Do you know how difficult it is to train a first-level member in the organization?"

"If everyone followed your partner, with Vodka's ability, wouldn't the organization be finished long ago?"

Bulajiu crossed his legs and said, "It is these talents that enable the organization to survive and thrive."

"Rely on the special members represented by you to provide a backup."

Gin motioned for him to stop: "Please don't go off topic."

“Okay, okay.” Bulajiu tilted his head: “And now this woman has been caught by the surveillance target.”

"Then you asked the blond kid to rescue her. You encountered so many people, but you didn't catch anyone alive!"

Baijiu was silent for a long time, his hands intertwined, "Bulajiu, the mission I received is to rescue Margaret."

"And the organizational structure that Irving is in is broken down into smaller pieces."

"There's a good chance those people are completely unaware."

"Wait, wait." Bulajiu interrupted Baijiu and squinted at him: "Who came to this conclusion? Was it you?"

"Yes...it's me!" The curly-haired man raised his hand: "I'm based on..."

"It's not your turn to speak yet! Shut up!" Bulajiu scolded.

He continued: "You allowed Margaret to enter the helicopter rudely and hastily without checking."

"Have you ever thought that once that bomb explodes, it will be enough to wipe out your entire team!"

"You! You can still listen to me talking here now."

"It's just your luck, understand?"

"Because your actions were poorly planned and the execution was a mess."

"Bang! Bang!" Gin took out a pistol and fired towards the ceiling.

The noisy and cluttered meeting room suddenly became quiet, and Bulajiu's excited emotions gradually calmed down.

Because he was clearly aware of the gap between him and Gin.

Gin said coldly: "He got two laptops."

"I know that." Bulajiu straightened his shirt. "We asked the technical department, and they think the hard drive cannot be repaired."

"It's all burned down, so it's worthless to us."

"There is a member who can perform repairs, but I heard that he disappeared on Hachijo Island not long ago. I think his name is——"

"Don't mention him to me!" Gin roared, pointing the gun at his head.

"Bulajiu, as his direct operations team leader, I have the authority to——"

"Excuse me." Bulajiu pounded the table and stood up from his seat: "Are you trying to use your authority to pressure me?!"

"Gin! Or do you want to use force to deal with me?"

"You can have indirect contact with that adult, which has nothing to do with me. You can meet with Rum, which has nothing to do with me either."

"But!" Brajiu tapped the thick document in front of him: "This is the organization's intelligence agency."

"We haven't received any intelligence so far."

Bulajiu calmed down, took a deep breath, turned his head and looked at Baijiu: "You think this action is worth the risk, right?"

After saying that, he picked up the heavy documents in front of his chest and placed them in front of him.

"Then do you know who Owen is?"