Chapter 591 Gin Has Never Been Thanked

The carelessness in Xinfan's eyes finally faded away and was replaced by seriousness.

Gin didn't say anything when he saw this, he just took out a cigarette, lit it with the car cigarette lighter, and started puffing away leisurely.

Humph, a behemoth like an organization is in deep water. The forces of each member are intertwined and complicated. If they want to go against Rum, they must show greater determination and courage!

Nobuhiro's hand holding the document slowly tightened. He sighed in his heart, then looked at Gin and said, "Thank you for paying attention to it for me."

His thank you was particularly sincere. Without gin, it would be difficult for him to discover these subtle clues on his own.

Nobushige had to admit that Gin was pretty good as a teammate. It's a pity that their three views are completely different, and they are destined to be enemies in this life.

Hearing Mescal's rare thank you, Gin's expression did not change and he just nodded casually.

But he didn't know what was going on, but a small trace of indescribable joy appeared in his heart. In the past, this feeling only occurred when he finally got rid of the annoying mouse.

Gin despised his reaction. After all, he had always adhered to the principle of treating people into three types: valuable, worthless and dead, and he had always hated getting involved too much with others.

So Gin has worked hard for the organization for so many years, but he still doesn't have a good partner or friend.

Vodka doesn't count. His status in Gin's heart cannot be measured by normal standards. For now, he can be regarded as a tool man.

As for Belmode, that woman is smart and measured. She knows what to say and what not to say, and she doesn't have strange thoughts. Gin doesn't mind getting what she needs.

Only now there's another mezcal...what a nuisance.

Nobuhiro didn't know that just by saying thank you, he could make Ginjiu, who had never been thanked before, think about so many messy things.

He was now becoming increasingly interested in another mezcal.

He was once entrusted with important tasks by the organization, but he betrayed the organization and his life or death is unknown. A few years later, his codename was reborn in someone else's body in another way.

Is this kind of inheritance of code names unique to Mezcal, or have there been other precedents before?

Nobushige opened his phone in front of Gin, typed several words, and then pressed the send button.

Gin just thought that he had just learned that there might be other mezcals and rushed to investigate, so he didn't take it to heart.

However, just when Nobushige was about to put away his cell phone, his cell phone's ringtone suddenly rang - it was a call to Asano Nobushige.

"Hello?" His mobile phone has anti-eavesdropping settings, so there is no need to worry that Gin will listen to the content of the call. He greeted the other party calmly and calmly in the tone of Asano Nobushige.

"Asano Nobushige!!!"

Nobuhiro: "..."

He silently moved the phone further away to save his almost deaf ears.

Of course Gin also heard this roar, and his eyes were filled with a little interest, but more of it was boredom.

Then he watched helplessly as Mescal took out the headphones from his pocket and inserted them into his ears, and all the sounds suddenly disappeared.

Gin: "..."

He didn't mean to eavesdrop, he was just concerned about his companions, and as usual, he was vigilant about whether Mescal was a traitor!

"Have you calmed down a little?" Nobuhiro waited for the person opposite to finish yelling before asking.

The sound of howling wind came from the earphones, followed by Kuroba Kaito's voice: "I have always been calm. If I hadn't been calm, I should have come to you directly now."

"Where are you right now then?"

"The 5th and 11th division of Yoneka Town, Tokyo."

"..."

Nobuhiro had the urge to hang up the phone.

Kuroba Kaito's voice seemed calm, but Nobushige was still worried that he would fall down the stairs accidentally: "You know, I received a call from the police today. They are verifying the guests who attended the 'Cocoon' conference. List. I actually went to attend the game launch event when I didn’t know it. Do you think this is weird?”

"Hey, did you actually go too?" Xinfan asked, pretending to be surprised.

When he asked this question, he clearly felt that Gin next to him cast a look of disdain on him.

Nobushige pretended not to see it.

Kuroba Kaito angrily accused the person who pretended to be him to attend the press conference, and strongly suspected that the person must have been sent by Asano Nobushige.

Nobushige couldn't help but corrected: "That shouldn't be considered impersonation, because everyone knows that he can't be you."

Toru Amuro didn't do any disguise at all at that time, which was completely different from the kind of impersonation that Kuroba Kaito was good at.

Kuroba Kaito talked a lot more, and Nobuhiro responded perfunctorily without discussing it in detail with him. Because he didn't want Gin to know that he was actually connected to Kaitou Kidd.

However, before hanging up the phone, Kuroba Kaito suddenly asked curiously: "What are you doing now?"

Nobushige looked around the surroundings, and then replied helplessly: "We are walking darts."

"What?" Kuroba Kaito was confused.

However, Nobushige ignored him and directly activated his active skill - hanging up the phone.

He was telling the truth. He and Gin were indeed escorting a batch of goods, but these goods were not ordinary. To be precise, they were prohibited by law.

The daily business scope of the organization is very large, from dealing with the presidents of wealthy conglomerates to those who can't get on the stage. There is almost no field that they don't get involved in.

Therefore, Nobushige was pulled over by Gin who did all kinds of work today. This unassuming vehicle contained an astonishing amount of drugs.

It is conceivable that if they are found out, they will definitely be put in jail for the crime.

only……

"When will you have to worry about transporting goods?" Nobushige raised his eyebrows and looked at Gin and asked.

Gin snorted coldly: "Of course the important thing is not what's in the car, but..."

He did not continue speaking, but there was a dangerous light in his cold eyes.

…

The car drove on the rugged road for several hours, and finally stopped in front of a dilapidated villa as the sun set.

The moss-covered iron door was opened, and an old man staggered over and welcomed Gin, Nobutaka and vodka out of the car.

The air in the mountains is very fresh, and the sweetness that hits your face dissipates the filthy air held in the small space in the car.

It was the first time for Nobuhiro to come here, so he looked at the surrounding environment with some curiosity.

"Mr. Gin, I'm already waiting for you in the study." The old man bowed respectfully to Gin.

His title made Xin Fanduo look at him.