Conan: After teaching the protagonist, they offered their loyalty.

Chapter 178 Coindus's Salary Recovery Plan

Time flies... Summer goes and spring comes.

In the blink of an eye, another year has passed... no, three months, no... he doesn't know either.

During this period... the organization did not disappoint him.

With limited funds, they developed a short-video social platform, "Jiuyin," and a card game, "Who is Xiao Hei."

The revenue from the alcohol-related music was only so-so...

But the game "Who is Xiao Hei" has already become a huge hit.

In this detective-themed game, most young people want to experience the thrill of being a famous detective.

Fuheishen took apart the little black card in his hand and glanced at it twice.

The rules are likely similar to those of Werewolf.

The detective, the police, and various identity cards all work together to deduce Xiao Hei's existence...

He also had the privilege of experiencing the pain of capital.

Of course, it was only for a moment... because he took the money and went back to pursuing his so-called 'hobby'.

He was a little sad... and wanted to go find Shirley for some fun.

But today is Monday... no holiday.

Fuheishen leaned to the right and lay down on the sofa... his eyes unfocused.

I don't know why, maybe it's because Gin's memory isn't very good.

There haven't been any missions lately... which is something he's not used to.

After thinking for a while, Fuhei even picked up his phone, opened his contacts, and called Gin.

"What's wrong, bored?" Gin asked directly after answering the phone.

Of course... Cointreau generally doesn't call itself.

There are only two situations in which you can call him: either he needs your help for some trivial matter.

The second reason is that I'm bored and want to find some tasks to do.

"Any missions coming up?" Fuheishen'er frowned slightly.

He didn't expect Gin to be able to guess his thoughts so quickly.

“You ask, and I’ll give you…” Gin’s lips curled up slightly upon hearing this.

As expected of Cointreau... the man he approves of.

If core members of the organization were like him, he would personally find tasks to do when he was bored, and then the organization would not need his concern.

“Address…” Fu Heishen uttered two words calmly.

After saying a few words in a low voice, Gin put the phone away.

........

Black Widow Bar...

Gin was sitting in his seat, holding a pen in his left hand, engrossed in writing something.

Vodka was crouching low, holding a cue stick... playing pool with Calvados.

He pushed forward with his right hand, sending the white ball flying and landing squarely on Gin's head.

The black top hat was smashed down, and Gin glared menacingly at the pool table...

Calvados, witnessing this, grinned wildly, but dared not laugh, lest he lose his salary...

“Yes, it’s Calvados… He just told me he was unhappy about having his wages docked…” Vodka quickly explained.

Calvados's upturned lips stiffened for a moment... his eyes shifted to the right.

Vodka, you son of a bitch.

Gin took a deep breath, glanced at the innocent Calvados, picked up the black top hat, and put it on his head.

He had no interest in distinguishing who was right or wrong... Ever since Jundu joined the organization, the entire organization had become increasingly strange.

However, Gin didn't pay too much attention to it; at least the organization was developing in a positive direction.

"I'm not playing anymore." Calvados threw his cue on the table, glanced at vodka with disdain, and walked over to Gin's table to sit down and drink.

"No, Calvados, let's fight a little longer," Vodka pleaded.

His billiards skills were so bad that the older guys usually didn't play with him.

Cohen and Chianti don't play billiards, but Calvados occasionally plays a couple of rounds with him.

Calvados drank a glass of Vermouth...feeling the lingering warmth in his throat, ignoring the vodka, his gaze secretly glancing at Gin's notes out of the corner of his eye.

"On How to Use Casinos to Recover Cointreau's Salary Plan..."

"Wow, bro." Vodka had somehow appeared beside him and seen what was on it. "If you do this, Cointreau will beat you to death."

Gin glanced coldly at Vodka, tucked the notebook back into his trench coat, and lit a cigarette from his pocket. "This is the only way to change their bad habits..."

He was telling the truth...

After realizing that persuasion was ineffective against Cointreau, Gin simply acquired the casino Cointreau frequented...

This is to complete the Cointreau wage recovery plan.

Of course, he wouldn't keep it all for himself... The other party's salary was redistributed to Jundu in addition to the share of the "Who is the Black" card game revenue.

Rather than letting other casinos profit, I'd rather be the bad guy myself.

"Gin...it's been a while, and you've gotten so sluggish?" Calvados scoffed. "If you want to dock employee wages, just say so..."

Gin gave Calvados a cold glance.

pat..

The tavern door was opened.

“Cointreau, you’re here…” Vodka greeted him.

Gin sat there quietly, smoking, and touched the notebook in his pocket again. After confirming that it was safe, he felt relieved.

Cointreau? !

Calvados sized up the newcomer.

The other person was tall, wearing a black, tight-fitting short-sleeved shirt that accentuated his explosively powerful physique... black hair, black eyes.

Wait, that's not right.

Isn't Cointreau all white-haired and blue-eyed?

Calvados pondered for a moment before stopping himself from thinking about it further. Perhaps... the other party might be skilled in disguise.

It's not good to pry too much into the privacy of organization members.

But... no matter how good you are at disguise, it's nothing compared to Gin, that scheming bastard, who's always trying to dock your pay.

Thinking of this, Calvados's eyes revealed deep pity.

"What?" Fuhe Shen'er frowned, sensing the strange gazes around him, and seeing Gin's subtle movements, "What are you hiding?"

“It’s nothing…” Gin replied coldly.

"Big brother was just..."

"Shut up, vodka." Gin stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and glared coldly at the other man.

Fuheshchen's eyes narrowed slightly. "I don't want you to hide anything from me... that would lower my trust in you to the lowest level."

That's complete nonsense... In the entire organization, if he doesn't trust Gin, who else can he trust?

Bourbon? Or vodka?

Laugh to death.

"It's just a new industry planning document..." Feeling the slightly cold breath on his ear, Gin rubbed his temples and said honestly, "If you want to see it, I won't refuse."

Vodka's heart skipped a beat when he heard that... Would Cointreau and his older brother start fighting?

Calvados also glanced at the waiter, then reached out and asked for a drink and a fruit platter, looking like he was ready to watch the show.

"Never mind... I'm not interested." Fuhesh glanced at the cigarette case and lighter in front of Gin.