Looking at the mobile phone handed to him, Conan was a little slow to react for a moment. After all, this seemed too easy, so much so that it made him feel unreal.
Sure enough, at the moment he was stunned, Vermouth seized the opportunity and suddenly a white mist spurted out from the antenna on top of the mobile phone in her hand.
Caught off guard, Conan instinctively tried to tear off the electrode connector on his chest, but the next moment his hands were easily controlled by the woman in front of him again.
"you…"
Conan was horrified and wanted to struggle hard, but the child's body gave him no strength advantage over an adult. He couldn't even move his arms to struggle.
"Don't worry..." Vermouth looked at Conan and smiled faintly: "It's just hypnotic gas..."
"You...actually...but you can't avoid it in this case..." Conan said speechlessly with a drooping face.
"Yes, so I made a bet..." Vermouth looked at Conan with a relieved and doting smile: "If you can wake up before me, you can call the criminals to arrest me, and then arrest my boss according to your plan...
But if I woke up before you... you should know clearly, right? "
"No, it's bad! Conan and that woman named Vermouth were both drugged!!"
Dr. Agasa, who had been monitoring the conversation between the two, said in a panic: "If we can't find Conan quickly and wake him up... Shinichi will be in danger..."
"Doctor, hurry up!"
Tang Ze, who had been on the line the entire time, heard Dr. Agasa's report and said, "We'll be there soon too!"
"I...I understand..."
Dr. Agasa drove towards the location in a panic, but soon the heart rate monitor in the car, which originally represented the "lifeline" of the heartbeat, suddenly turned into a steady straight line.
"Don't worry! Conan may not be in danger. I'm already here!" Hearing Dr. Agasa's panicked words, Tang Ze, who already knew the plot, calmly comforted him into the microphone on his headphones.
And he really did not lie. With his A+ level vehicle driving skills, Tang Ze even found the severely damaged black Peugeot 607 on the night road before Dr. Agasa.
In the passenger seat of the car, Conan was covered with Vermouth's dark blue coat. He had slowly woken up at the call of Miyano Akemi.
"I'll leave this to you." Tang Ze opened the car door and said to Miyano Akemi, "She's injured and can't walk fast. I'll go catch up with her!"
Before Miyano Akemi could react and say anything, Tang Ze, who had activated his super sense of smell, had already caught up with her and disappeared into the dense forest in the blink of an eye.
The smell of blood was too obvious in the forest. Although Tang Ze had consumed some physical strength, he was not injured after all. It was still easy for him to catch up with an injured woman.
Soon, Vermouth's figure came into his sight.
The other party was now dragging his wounded body forward.
"Ma'am, you seem to be seriously injured." Tang Ze walked out without any intention of hiding his travel notes.
The sudden sound of a male voice and footsteps in the dense forest instantly made Vermouth raise her gun and aim at the source of the sound.
"Don't be so excited, I don't want to be as jumpy as Yellow Monkey, I'm very lazy..."
Even though he was being pointed at by a pitch-black gun, the man still looked lazy. He yawned as he spoke, looking as if he had not yet woken up.
"Are you that guy's companion?" Vermouth's expression changed and he said in a cold voice.
"Yes, you can call me "Aokiji." The man frankly reported his code name.
Vermouth's expression froze upon hearing this. Looking at this lazy man, her heart sank to the bottom: "He didn't come out during the gunfight before, and then he followed us..."
Judging from the skills of the man named "Kizaru" before, if it was his companion, then with her current injuries, she would probably be in great danger.
Even though it looked like he was pointing a gun at the other person, if they really came to blows, his chances of winning would probably be less than 10%...
Thinking of this, Vermouth's eyes revealed a trace of determination, ready to risk everything...
"Ah Lala...don't be so nervous..."
Noticing Vermouth's determined expression, the man waved his hand and smiled meaningfully: "Although at the beginning I planned to try to capture you alive, or kill you if that didn't work, I have changed my mind now..."
"Huh?" Vermouth was startled when she heard that, and looked at the man with some confusion.
"Mainly because I discovered some interesting things before..." the man said meaningfully.
The words spoken by the lazy male voice made Vermouth's expression freeze. The next moment, her eyes immediately became sharp, and the murderous intent in her eyes was already spreading out without any concealment.
"Haha...it seems like you care about that child very much..." The man spoke again with a lazy tone, "Thank that child, it makes me feel that letting you go back is also a good choice..."
"You want to use me..."
Vermouth immediately understood the other person's meaning. "If that's the case, I'm sorry to disappoint you. I refuse."
"Really? I think a chess piece like you, half black and half slowly being dyed red, will eventually make the right choice."
The man looked at Vermouth and smiled meaningfully: "Some people, once they touch the light, can no longer stay in the darkness, right?
Whether it's yourself or the darkness you find yourself in, it drives you to make choices, doesn't it?"
“.........”
After being told this by the man, Vermouth chose to remain silent for a moment.
"So based on the above reasons, I decided to let you go."
The man yawned again and said, "Although you're not a good person, I'm not used to being ruthless with ladies...
But please keep the girl's identity a secret, as it's in exchange for your life, otherwise..."
The man's figure had already disappeared into the dark forest, and the last sentence of advice was only half said, but the strong threat in it still made Vermouth snort coldly.
However, he had originally planned to give up chasing Shirley. After all, she had promised Conan to give up chasing her.
Moreover, it was impossible for her to report Shirley's information. After all, Conan and Shirley were in the same situation now. If Gin knew that Shirley had become smaller, he might think of Conan.
This was the only thing she absolutely could not tolerate.
After a while, realizing that the man seemed to have really left, Vermouth let out a long sigh and slowly put away the gun in her hand, then continued to stagger forward.
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