Conan's appearance really caught Vermouth off guard.
Although the appearance of the boy in front of her was indeed beyond her expectations, everything seemed to be reasonable.
After all, for the boy she knew, it didn't seem strange that he could do this.
She soon calmed down, and even a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth when she looked at Conan's serious face.
It would be normal for Vermouth to be angry since her plan had been ruined, but there was no trace of anger in her eyes as she looked at Conan.
Sure enough, the son is the real one...
But what needs to be done must be done. The next moment, Vermouth turned his head and was about to call on his companions to kill Judy.
“Don’t move…”
Noticing Vermouth's attempt to call for his companions, Conan immediately raised his watch-shaped tranquilizer gun: "Your body is right in the blind spot of the sniper rifle now. It's impossible for you to call for your companions to kill me..."
I'd like to trouble you to get in the car and go with us to the Metropolitan Police Department. I think Detective Karasawa should also be very interested in you, the mastermind behind this..."
"Sure enough, it was you who called Detective Tang Ze over, right?"
Vermouth, who had been monitoring the situation on the ship, was not surprised at all: "What a good move! We lured that famous criminal over there."
"There's nothing I can do. The hint in your invitation is too obvious."
Conan remained alert and replied, "I guessed that you might use the murder case to lure me away, so I sent an anonymous text message to lure Detective Tang Ze into the game..."
"Let that 'famous criminal' solve the 'maze' I've set up, so I can focus on dealing with the problems here..."
Vermouth praised: "You are indeed smart. I was too presumptuous and thought that I could distract you like this."
"Thank you." Conan replied calmly and urged again: "Okay, enough small talk, hurry up and get in the car with us!"
"Hehe... You don't think you can stop me with this little thing, do you?"
Vermouth smiled meaningfully upon hearing this: "Don't forget, the one occupying the highest point is our sniper.
Why do you think I'm talking to you? Do you think he'll stay in one place forever?"
Hearing Vermouth's words, Conan was stunned as if he thought of something, and his face suddenly became ugly: "Oh no... blind spot..."
"That's right, otherwise why do you think I would talk to you..."
Taking advantage of the moment when Conan was stunned, Vermouth grabbed Conan's wrist.
The shrunken body was at a great disadvantage in physical confrontation. Even though Conan, who was in the body of an elementary school student, tried his best to resist, Vermouth still easily restrained his wrist.
Vermouth easily turned the watch to point it at Conan himself. Vermouth smiled playfully and said, "Sorry, please take a nap first..."
"despair"
The sound of the mechanism ejecting was heard, and a silver needle shot directly at Conan. The next moment, the anesthetic began to take effect, and even if Conan struggled, he could not avoid falling into a deep sleep.
“Hehehe…”
Vermouth laughed twice, took Conan's hands and slowly stood up, then put her right arm around Conan's shoulders and leaned his back against the car door.
“Good night baby...”
Vermouth looked at the sleeping Conan and said goodnight gently. Then she took out another FN M1906 from her boots and stood up and pointed it at Judy: "Let's go on..."
After a brief reversal, the situation that had originally had a glimmer of hope fell into a desperate situation again.
“see you…”
Vermouth pressed the trigger.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!!”
Three gunshots rang out in the night, and the next moment the gun in Vermouth's hand fell from her hand again with a familiar sound.
Vermouth was hit by two bullets. Even though she was wearing a bulletproof vest, the impact of the bullets could not be offset. The intense pain made her lose her strength for a short time, and her body staggered to the side involuntarily.
“Who is…”
There was murderous intent in Vermouth's eyes. Although she was attacked, her reaction was quick.
He endured the pain from being shot and fell towards the gun on the ground without any pause, following the force of the bullet.
"Miss, please don't be too anxious... I can't handle your excessive enthusiasm."
A frivolous male voice suddenly sounded, as if a frivolous man was flirting with the female companion next to him.
But in complete contrast to this frivolous tone was his terrifyingly swift and decisive action.
After firing three shots in a row, he didn't pause at all, but turned the gun directly towards the sniper's position and fired two shots.
"Bang! Bang!"
Two gunshots rang out again, but unlike the previous bullets, a white light like a flash bomb exploded above the container the next moment.
At the same time as he fired the gun, the man rushed directly from the direction of the trunk towards where Vermouth was, and the terrifying explosive power allowed the man to arrive at Vermouth's side before anyone else.
His terrifying reflexes allowed him to easily and simultaneously strike two enemies with precision while speaking.
Just as Vermouth was about to pick up the pistol that had just fallen to the ground, the pistol was kicked away by the man in advance.
But when Vermouth saw this, she did not panic at all. Instead, she rolled to the left and stood up to confront the man.
At this moment, a silver M36 appeared in the other party's raised right hand, and the black muzzle was pointing at the man in front of him.
"It's really amazing. He made such an accurate judgment in an instant. So scary~~"
The joking male voice sounded again, like a certain "ape-like" old man who felt that the other party was speaking in a sarcastic way, sounding extremely annoying...
However, although his tone was a bit joking, his praise was genuine.
Although Vermouth was attacked suddenly just now, she quickly determined the enemy's position and made the most accurate response plan.
With the help of the bulletproof vest, Vermouth, who was able to withstand the impact, fell sideways to avoid the bullet, and at the same time, tried to pick up the FN M1906 that was shot down by the opponent in the same direction.
Because he had to take the sniper into consideration, he did not list Vermouth as the first target, but instead fired at the sniper point to suppress the sniper in the dark.
But while he was shooting to suppress the sniper, he did not completely ignore Vermouth, and successfully prevented Vermouth from picking up the FN M1906 that he had knocked down.
But in the brief moment when he made the "kicking the gun" action, Vermouth rolled to the left without stopping after falling to the ground, and picked up the S&WM36 that Conan had kicked away before!
The next moment, the pitch-black muzzles of guns were pointed at the two of them, confronting each other from a distance.
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