Being in Detective Conan, being officially part of the organization is just too awesome!

Chapter 327 Vodka in Action...

"Cough cough,"

Gin pretended to be choked by the smoke and coughed lightly twice to cover up his embarrassment.

"There will definitely be a mission."

"However, considering the recent high workload we've been under, coupled with the resounding success of our operation against the Japanese Public Security Bureau, and..."

"Um, bro, I just wanted to ask when we're starting work?"

Vodka felt overwhelmed listening to Gin's long string of nonsensical ramblings and couldn't help but interrupt him.

Gin was momentarily speechless, and continued to evade the question.

"Um, I think you're tired too, Vodka..."

"No, I'm not tired!"

Vodka completely missed Gin's hints and quickly pledged his loyalty to him.

"It is my greatest honor to serve the organization and work for my elder brother!"

"......"

Gin was at a loss for words.

Jiajia, you're not tired, but your older brother is...

Can't we let our older brother rest for a couple of days and play some games...?

Gin was about to continue explaining to Vodka when he suddenly sensed something was wrong.

When did vodka become so enthusiastic?

Normally, if I don't call him, he'll stay at home and watch his idol dance for ten or eight days in a row without getting bored.

Why do I suddenly want to do quests now...?

Gin firmly believed that something unusual was going on.

He narrowed his eyes, pondering recent events, and finally focused on the incident where Vodka and Cherry went to meet their idol...

hehe.......

Gin gave a cold laugh.

He said that Vodka was up to something, and it turned out he was waiting for him here.

Cherry failed last time, so now it's your turn, kid...

Do you really think he's scared?!

"Since you've put it that way,"

Gin sneered inwardly, but spoke coldly to Vodka on the surface.

"Then let's get started right away."

"what?"

Vodka instinctively cried out.

"now?"

He didn't even react so quickly!

What if we don't have time to notify Ms. Suzuki...?

"I also feel like my body is getting rusty,"

Gin said coldly,

"Let's set off immediately."

"I'll drive to your house to pick you up."

"Okay, okay, big brother..."

Voltaire smiled broadly and nodded.

Gin chuckled again, then put his phone in his pocket and turned to Chianti, saying...

"Don't wait for me, play by yourself."

"I'm going to do two tasks."

"Okay, sure."

Chianti was slightly taken aback, but didn't say anything.

She sighed inwardly. Gin truly lived up to his reputation as the organization's workaholic. Even while playing games, he would rush out to do a mission the moment a phone call came in.

It's thanks to hard-working role models like him that we good-for-nothings can lie around and play games...

Chianti shook his head, expressing his sincere admiration for Gin.

......

A moment later

The vodka villa

Gin's Porsche pulled up in front of the villa, and he got out.

Vodka rushed to the driver's seat, fawning over Gin and bowing obsequiously.

"Big brother, where should we go next?"

"go to eat."

Gin said coldly.

"Ah?"

Vodka was dumbfounded.

"now?"

"if not?"

Gin glanced at Vodka with a cold look in his eyes.

"It's 1:12 PM now, and I haven't eaten yet."

"Good le,"

After a moment of stunned silence, Vodka immediately burst into laughter.

Eating is great, he loves eating, he's a foodie...

Oh no, he's not a good-for-nothing.

His idea was that as long as he took his older brother to a restaurant and then notified Ms. Suzuki on the way, the mission would be accomplished.

"Hand over your phone."

Gin extended his right hand and said coldly to Vodka.

Vodka felt a sense of unease.

Did my older brother read my mind? Does he have mind-reading abilities?

Vodka was about to exchange a few words with Gin, but then he saw that Gin had extended his right hand...

Vodka immediately chose to follow his heart...

He obediently placed the phone in Gin's outstretched hand.

At the same time, Vodka couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Fortunately, I was prepared.

He guessed that his older brother would probably keep a close eye on him, and that he might not have much of a chance to make a phone call or send a text message throughout the entire operation.

So, during his brother's visit, he specially installed a location tracking system on his phone, and the person receiving the location data was Sonoko Suzuki.

That way, even if he does nothing, as long as his phone stays in the car, he can still sell his older brother for a good price...

Snapped--

Gin casually tossed his phone out the car window...

boom--

In the instant before even vodka could be seen clearly, a gunshot rang out.

The phone shattered in mid-air.

Gollum—

Vodka couldn't help but swallow hard.

Good heavens, my brother must have found out!

Could he be plotting murder right now...?

Vodka felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively shivered.

Gin glanced at his underling's expression and gave a cold smile.

"Okay, let's drive."

"Okay, okay."

Vodka nodded haltingly.

Gin's lips curled into a triumphant smile.

How dare a mere vodka scheme against him?

Cherry has some brains, fine, but who gave you the confidence that you could outsmart him?

I'll just kill your phone. How else can you send messages? You think you can send a message to Sonoko Suzuki in a dream?

Vodka slowly started the Porsche.

He sighed softly to himself.

Now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to activate Plan C.

Sorry, bro.

Although you're very kind to me, for the sake of the next idol gathering...

A determined glint flashed in Vodka's eyes.

"Brother,"

Vodka opened his mouth seemingly casually,

What are you planning to eat for lunch?

"Ok?"

Gin gave vodka a cold glance, then leaned back in his chair, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"random."

"Then how about we just grab something to eat?"

Vodka continued, tentatively suggesting...

"How about beef rice bowl? Kazuya?"

"Can,"

Gin remained as composed as ever.

"However, I'll specify the location."

"That's for sure."

Vodka agreed without hesitation.