“I recently expanded into a business called ‘writing self-criticisms and wholesaling brambles,’ and I guess some people will be interested.”

Vodka was a little stunned.

He understood what was being asked to write the self-criticism, but...

What is a bramble?

Bourbon was immediately amused.

"I'm going to apologize with a bundle of thorns on my back! Ask your dear brother Gin, maybe he'll understand."

He pushed Vodka's imposing body aside, took a step forward, and met Gin's gaze, who remained cold and aloof.

"Do you think the boss won't find out that Shinichi Kudo is still alive just because you don't say it?"

"Shinichi Kudo?..."

I just learned about Gin's name from my chatty little brother, and now I finally remember him.

But he was just a little kid who loved playing detective games; killing him was no harder than crushing an ant.

He was knocked down without even knowing his and Vodka's true identities.

Even if he doesn't die, what's the problem?

“You killed him with ‘that drug,’ didn’t you?” Bourbon pointedly remarked.

"What do you think it means that someone took that drug and didn't die?"

"Sherry?!"

Gin's pupils contracted; this was the first thought that crossed his mind.

But the mockery in Bourbon's smile was even stronger.

"Is Shirley the only thing on your mind?"

"Don't forget, we killed her together."

"Do you not believe my eyes, or do you not believe your own?"

Gin nodded slowly.

He should have been absolutely certain that Shirley was dead.

As for other possibilities, he couldn't be bothered to think about them.

He always does things directly.

“He’s just a high school student. It wouldn’t be difficult to shoot him again.”

"While he was having a heated argument with the police?" Bourbon retorted.

"We didn't know how he was revived from that drug, nor what kind of power he had behind him, so we just used a bullet to solve everything."

"Such a crude method, I must say, that's just like you."

The sarcastic tone did not break Gin's guard.

There have been far too many people in the organization who are jealous of his favor with "that person" since very early on.

But Bourbon's rebuttal has some merit.

However, Gin's expertise in investigation lies in wiretapping, surveillance, breaking into homes, or arresting people and subjecting them to severe torture.

I did the first few things when I thought Shinichi Kudo was dead.

I deleted the name from my memory because I couldn't find anything.

Now……

"Alright, you two!" Vermouth suddenly said, trying to calm things down. "Just a high school student."

"I'll go and find out what's going on."

"You?" Bourbon turned his head in surprise.

It's like seeing red rain falling from the sky.

Or Abe no Seimei, who was supposed to be slacking off, might suddenly appear in the imperial court.

"Weren't you going to 'rest'?"

The word "rest" was emphasized, and Vermouth's expression changed slightly, knowing what he meant.

Fortunately, Bourbon managed to escape with his attack, then turned and shrugged.

"And your identity is also a problem."

"Unlike me, my detective mentor is Shinichi Kudo's childhood friend and father!"

Doesn't what you're saying sound convoluted?

Vermouth and Gin, who had gained a complete advantage over him, both showed this look in their eyes.

"Anyway," Bourbon continued nonchalantly, "according to my master, he and Shinichi Kudo recently received the same request..."

"So you've decided to go," Vermouth said, extending her hand and admiring her emerald green manicure.

"Did you come all this way just so we'd do you a favor?"

Bourbon smiled at her.

"That's not the case."

"I just want some people to know that I can put aside personal grudges for the benefit of the organization."

Before Gin could answer, he nodded to take his leave.

As he was leaving, he seemed to remember something and raised his hand to his ear, as if making a vow.

"Hail Hydra!"

The group watched, bewildered, as his figure disappeared through the door.

“This guy…” Vodka finally remembered to complain.

"Has he spent too much time with that Kogoro Mouri and lost his mind?"