Chapter 522
Ireland, of course, had no idea that being hardworking could be considered a mistake.
He was simply very excited and wanted to make a good impression on Potts.
After all, Potts was his savior, helping him escape from Gin's trap, and now he was his boss, seemingly being groomed for a high-level position... Working with such a capable and promising boss filled Ireland with motivation.
Because Potts had said not to call him unless necessary, and to send him an email instead, Ireland, feeling ready to start work at any time, dutifully sent the email.
That's normal. Big shots are always this busy. Who knows what important things the other person is doing when you call? How can you let your own little matters affect your boss!
So when Potts didn't reply to him for a day, Ireland didn't think much of it, assuming that Potts must have been too busy!
In fact, Bo Yezaki was afraid that Ireland was too fussy, so he ignored the email after seeing it and went to sleep first.
After waking up, I was still annoyed by the email from Ireland. Only half a day had passed, and I was hesitating whether to reply when someone came to ask for advice. So, Bo Yezhai naturally continued to leave it unattended.
In fact, after moving, Hanchuan Shenliu didn't do much consulting business anymore, because Edogawa Conan and others had been completely drained of their suspicions in this regard. He would only allow people to enter when he wanted to hear gossip.
This time, several people came to my door together. The gossip wasn't anything good; it was about the police officer who abused his power yesterday. They were all people who had been through the ordeal of leaving the criminal underworld.
Hanchuan Shenliu offered some suggestions regarding their report.
After all, he's been reported hundreds of times! He doesn't have to write a self-criticism every time he's reported, but he always knows the details of the report, so no one knows better than him which reports are more effective!
He also introduced a few reporters to him...
If the reporters perform normally, the head of the personnel department will probably not escape punishment either.
After seeing these people off, Bo Yezaki felt a little better and was finally in the mood to reply to Ireland.
Ireland finally received the new email.
[Go and figure out how to give a gift to Norio Wada. Get ready. Don't make me teach you these things; take initiative. If you don't understand something, ask someone else first. This is Vermouth's contact information; she should know more about these things.]
After watching Ireland, I couldn't help but reflect.
Sigh, indeed. He should have prepared all these little things before reporting to his supervisor. How can he expect his supervisor to teach him step by step without doing anything? Doesn't the supervisor's time also count?!
So Ireland spent three days diligently preparing everything she knew she should, and then called Vermouth for advice.
"Vermouth? I'm from Ireland."
"Hmm." Vermouth was puzzled by the call from Ireland, because she wasn't familiar with Ireland and hadn't received any notification that she would be going on a mission with them. "What's up?"
Ireland asked earnestly, "Do you know what preparations are needed when visiting high-ranking officials?"
Vermouth was utterly bewildered: "...You're asking me this? We don't seem to know each other very well."
"Potnis said to ask you."
Vermouth: "Potnis??? What does Potnis have to do with this again?"
Ireland figured that since Potts trusted him enough to ask Vermouth to come to him, he must not mind that Vermouth knew some inside information, especially since Vermouth was actually a veteran member of the organization. So he answered honestly.
"The boss asked Potts to visit some of the elders on his behalf."
Vermouth: "…………"
Huh? Who? Potts?
Vermouth was stunned.
What... what does this mean? How did Potts get to this point so quietly?!
Isn't Potts always slacking off and unwilling to do anything? What is the boss thinking...?
"Vermouth? Vermouth?"
After exchanging a few words, Ireland realized there was no response from Vermouth for a while and assumed it was a bad signal: "Can you hear me?"
“I can hear you.” Vermouth took a deep breath, suppressing the jumbled thoughts in her mind. “I understand. I’ll say it here, and you write it down.”
After spending an hour teaching Ireland, even though Vermouth often stayed up late, it was time for her to go to bed.
She hung up the phone, deep in thought, washed up, turned off the light, lay down on the bed, covered herself with the blanket, and closed her eyes.
A dozen minutes later, Vermouth suddenly opened her eyes and slammed her fist on the bed.
"What on earth happened to Potts?!"
I can't stand it, I can't sleep! I'm not sleeping anymore! I'm going to call Potts and ask him properly!!!
She got up, turned on the light, and called Potts.
I didn't answer.
Okay... that's so Bordenis...
Vermouth even suspected that Potts knew he was going to dump trouble on her, and that she was deliberately avoiding it.
There's no other way but to send an email to ask first, and then try to find someone who might know the answer.
After thinking it over, Vermouth called Bourbon from the intelligence team.
Bourbon and Vermouth were quite close because Bourbon had something on Vermouth, and Vermouth cooperated with Bourbon to a certain extent. As long as it didn't involve any sensitive issues, their relationship was actually quite good. They even helped each other cover up some irregularities. So when he saw Vermouth contacting him, Bourbon naturally answered the phone.
Then he heard Vermouth say that Potts was going to visit the organization's elders on behalf of the Boss.
Bourbon: "...Really? Wait a minute."
He closed his eyes and quickly reviewed everything he had done since he woke up, confirming that it was all very logical and that his memory was clear; he wasn't dreaming.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Potts himself eagerly leaned over to ask him, "What's the matter?"
Bourbon opened his eyes and looked at Potts with a complicated expression: "Belmod, Potts is right in front of me, let me put it on speakerphone."
Vermouth paused for a moment, then asked, "Where are you? Is it a convenient place to talk?"
Bourbon: "I cooked for him at his house."
Vermouth: "...Alright then."
So Bourbon put it on speakerphone.
Strangely, after the speakerphone was turned on, a minute passed and no one spoke.
Vermouth remained silent, and Bourbon also kept quiet.
It was Usakabe Saiki who spoke first: "What exactly are you trying to say? By the way, Vermouth, did Ireland come looking for you?"
Having found a topic of conversation, Vermouth finally found her voice again: "I've found it, I've finished teaching."
"Oh dear, thank you for your trouble. I really can't be bothered with these things. I hope Ireland is smart enough to handle this." Bo Yezai sighed. "But since this is a visit to an acquaintance in Ireland, I can only make do for now. How about you come with me next time?"
Vermouth's lips twitched: "This isn't a good idea..."
There's a next time?! Boss, look at Potts's lazy attitude!!! Why did you even let Potts do such an important task?!
Bourbon was also deeply shocked.
It's more accurate to say that he was actually more deeply shocked than Vermouth, because he was more familiar with Usui Saiki, often helping with cooking, and knew that Usui Saiki usually spent his time playing games, sleeping in, and traveling, occasionally picking a lucky member of the organization to torment...
As a result, right under his nose, Bo Yezaki actually achieved a leap in social class, transforming from a marginalized member with organizational connections into a key figure valued by the Boss and representing the Boss in maintaining relationships with the elders...
Thinking about how I've risked my life to infiltrate the organization for so many years, I can't afford to fail in my missions, and even if I succeed, I can't be happy. Every day I'm under moral pressure while working for the organization and dealing with the Japanese Public Security Bureau. I don't even get 6 hours of sleep a day. As a result, all I've learned so far is a little bit of the secret between Vermouth and the Boss. I'm still a long way from entering the core of the organization.
On the contrary, Usuha Saiki rose to prominence without doing anything...
At that moment, Bourbon suddenly felt a connection with Gin and Rum—no, what makes Bortenis so special?!
Those with connections, get out of the organization!!!
Usoppai seemed oblivious to Bourbon's turbulent emotions and continued talking to Vermouth: "There's nothing wrong with it. Boss certainly won't refuse such a small matter."
Vermouth noticed that Usui Saiki was genuinely at ease when talking about the Boss; even she wouldn't dare to be so casual and confident about being favored by the Boss...
She smiled casually and asked, "Sure, I'll help you next time. Maybe I should congratulate you on your promotion?"
Bo Yezhai sighed, "What's there to congratulate me on? I was doing just fine, not having to do anything, and now suddenly I have to work... I told the boss I might not be able to do it well, but he insisted I was fine and that he believed in me. He said if I really messed it up, it wouldn't be my fault, but that he was pushing me too hard... He's already said that much, how can I refuse? I'm so anxious now, afraid I'll embarrass myself if I mess it up."
Bourbon: "…………"
Vermouth: "…………"
Ugh... I want to punch someone. What am I doing in Versailles?!
Others are working themselves to the bone to climb the ladder, and you're here complaining that your boss trusts you too much and that the pressure is too much...
If you were truly anxious, you wouldn't have pushed Ireland onto me!
"I've always known that Boss favors you," Vermouth said, forcing a smile and refusing to grit her teeth. "It's so enviable. Can you teach me?"
Bo Yezaki: "I don't know how to teach, because I feel like I haven't done anything. I just chat with the empty-nest elderly and complain to them... I guess the boss is too lonely."
Vermouth: "...I see. I'm in a different time zone, so I'll hang up now. Goodbye."
I can't keep this up. I'm so angry I feel like I'm getting breast cancer. I haven't gotten anything useful. I'll just leave it to Bourbon's usual quizzes!
Bourbon didn't believe everything was as easy as Usaku Saiki made it out to be.
Looking back now, he feels that Usoya Saiki was playing a long game from the very beginning!
First, he raised everyone's tolerance for him. Then, when the Boss thought he was doing well as long as he didn't cause trouble, he suddenly showed his higher value, which surprised the Boss who had no expectations.
Over the years, he's often chatted with the Boss and such... As long as Usaku Saiki puts his mind to it, he can easily win people's favor, and he also shows an attitude of not wanting to get power and just letting things slide. Compared to Rum, who has wolfish ambitions, Usaku Saiki suddenly seems handsome and refined...
Although Bourbon didn't know how Usaku Saiki usually interacted with the Boss, he managed to analyze it fairly well using his intellect and understanding of Usaku Saiki.
Since Vermouth had hung up the phone, only his own people were left, so Bourbon simply asked directly.
He asked with a serious expression, "You...you don't really intend to take over the organization, do you?"
The adopted son of the undercover veteran has taken a truly unusual path!
He was the one who was presumptuous before!
Bo Yezaki blinked: "No, I don't like doing troublesome things. If I get into the organization, I won't be able to slack off anymore, right?"
Bourbon immediately panicked: "No! This is a great opportunity! Even if you replace Rum as second-in-command—"
"But what does this have to do with me, an ordinary person?" Bo Yezaki asked with a smile. "I'm not an undercover agent. This is just a good opportunity for you, but it doesn't benefit me, does it?"
Bourbon: "...!!!"
If Usui had actually admitted it, Bourbon might have hesitated to try and dissuade him because of the high risk. But now that Usui refused without hesitation, Bourbon felt a pang of heartache.
No way! How can we miss such a great opportunity?!
There are indeed risks, but there are ways to minimize those risks while still making a profit! We can't be so hasty!
No, he has to think of something!
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The episode where Bourbon, Gin, and Rum have the most in common.
—No, what makes Potts so special?! Those with connections, get out of the organization!
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