In the pitch-black night, a black Porsche was speeding along the road.
And Gin in the car was listening to the information that Vermouth was telling him.
"Mystery Train?" Gin flicked his cigarette from his right wrist and said, "It's hard for me to believe Shirley would be on a train as eye-catching as the Suzuki Express."
"Ala, can't it be that the light is dark?"
Vermouth smiled and asked, "After all, that train is full of private compartments. If she wants to avoid our search and leave Kanto, isn't that a covert means of movement?"
"There's no need to bring up such boring arguments."
Gin said calmly, "You and I both know that she is not alone now. The organization that rescued her sisters has plenty of ways to transfer them. Why take this risk?
I also find it hard to believe that Shirley would actually hide in the mountains of Gunma Prefecture, unless there is evidence of those "animals" there."
"That's what Bourbon, who provided me with the information, said. He also said this was most likely a trap."
In the hotel, Vermouth, dressed in a bathrobe, leaned on the sofa, casually fiddling with a bright red rose, "And since the organization hid it, how could it be possible that Shirley came into contact with a third party by such a coincidence.
In this case, the credibility of this information is indeed not high. I am afraid that it is just as Bourbon judged, it is a bait deliberately set by that organization.
Do you want to ignore it, or let me handle it, Gin?"
"The bait that lures prey may also attract terrifying beasts that the hunter cannot hunt."
Gin showed a cruel smile on his face: "And don't you think that is the best hunting ground?
As long as she can be prevented from getting off the bus, it will be a death cage at full speed.
All we have to do is find our prey and kill them without hesitation."
"Are you planning to get involved this time?"
Vermouth frowned and said, "Then wouldn't it be self-defeating for me to reveal this valuable information to you?"
"Oh…"
Gin sneered at this and said, "I know what you're planning. Do you want me to hold off on any action until that iron snake returns to its lair and wait for your investigation?"
"Now that you know..."
Before Vermouth could finish her words, Gin rudely interrupted her: "I know your plan, but it's you who didn't recognize the situation, Vermouth.
You can disguise yourself and sneak in, but that is a trap set by the enemy. Why can't you be sure that it is a trap aimed at you?
If we are exposed, we will inevitably fight to the death, so you can act according to your plan, but this time the operation must be under my unified command."
"It seems that what those guys did before really pissed you off, Gin~"
Vermouth was somewhat dissatisfied with Gin's rough attitude of seizing power, so she made a subtle but veiled remark to Gin.
"Hmph. No matter if it's bait or a trap, as long as it's an enemy that shows up, I'll eat it all."
Gin's eyes were filled with murderous intent: "Kill all those suspected to be enemies!"
"We must teach those beasts a lesson this time."
Vodka, who was driving nearby, was not afraid but excited when he heard Gin's words that openly revealed his murderous intent.
Obviously, he was not the only one who was holding his breath, even Vodka wanted to make a big fuss without restraint.
"Then what are you going to do?" Vermouth frowned. "If we make too much noise, it will be very troublesome."
"Then I'll need your cooperation. We'll talk about the plan when we meet."
Gin's gloomy face revealed a sinister smile. "But I'm actually quite happy to hear the name 'Sherry' from you. Before, I was worried that you might have developed some weird sympathy for her that only women have."
"Haha, that's really stupid."
Vermouth sneered twice when she heard this, "Who do you think I am?"
"Hmph." Gin sneered in response.
"I won't pursue the matter of you stealing my hunting trip." Vermouth said before hanging up the phone: "Even if you have a plan, you still have to listen to my opinion, otherwise I will withdraw from this operation."
After saying that, Vermouth hung up the phone without caring about Gin's reaction.
"A woman with a strong sense of territory." Gin looked at the hung up phone and commented lightly without much anger.
This is also related to the fact that what Gin did was indeed not very moral. After all, the information was provided by Vermouth, and she called to prevent him from taking action without authorization.
But he took the initiative and naturally made Vermouth angry.
However, when he thought about how those guys didn't just hide in the dark, but also dared to set bait and provoke him openly, Gin couldn't help but feel murderous intent in his heart.
The dark Porsche drove farther and farther away in the night and finally disappeared into the deep night.
In the warm and dim hotel room, Vermouth's brows were slightly furrowed.
"I miscalculated. It seems the previous defeats have had a greater impact on Gin than I thought."
Vermouth drank the wine in her glass in one gulp, her expression changing constantly: "Knowing that it was a trap set by the enemy, yet still going to the appointment...
And Gin happened to get it right by accident...
At least we have to take the initiative and get rid of her before Gin..."
Vermouth originally thought that after she leaked this information, Gin, knowing that it was a trap, would agree to let her infiltrate the investigation.
After that, all they have to do is deal a fatal blow to the enemy according to the information she provides, which is also their usual style.
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