"As expected of Vermouth, the disguise of this Busujima Kiriko who came to the meeting is really similar to the real one." Vodka couldn't help but smile and praise after seeing the ferocious face under the helmet.
"I see. That's why this guy dared to come out so openly."
Even Chianti, who was unhappy with Vermouth, had to admit that the other party's plan was good.
I believe that when he saw Kiriko Dokujima, who was very likely the mastermind behind the assassination attempt on him, lying in front of him, Yasuki Domon would definitely get out of the car to check the situation.
"So what about the location, Gin?" Cohen no longer had any objections and asked about the location of the assassination plan.
"This time, we're going to deal with DJ at VANE B."
After the cold words fell, Vodka, who was standing by, tactfully took the map and spread it on the roof of the car so that his elder brother could assign tasks to the two snipers.
Even though Conan, who was eavesdropping, had some hope that the other party would be able to tell him some nearby place names so that he could guess the location of the assassination, unfortunately, Gin was always very careful in his work and just pointed at the map without revealing anything.
After arranging the tasks for Chianti and Cohen, Rena Mizunashi, holding a motorcycle helmet, walked up to Vermouth and asked, "Where is the motorcycle you prepared for me?"
"Ah, it's parked behind that truck over there." Vermouth said, pointing deep into the warehouse.
"Thank you. Let's meet again in front of VANE B."
After hearing Vermouth's words of thanks, Rena Mizuno was about to go get her motorcycle, but the next moment Vermouth called her from behind.
"Hey~Kil~"
Vermouth looked at the woman in front of her through the visor of her motorcycle helmet. She tapped the dial of the motorcycle with her right hand, and her tone gradually became cold: "You can't be, is this..."
"Don't be ridiculous, how is that possible?"
Rena Mizuno looked at Vermouth, whose expression was hidden by the motorcycle helmet, and suppressed the turmoil in her heart, but she sneered calmly.
She didn't feel guilty or angry, she just answered the question calmly, then turned around and walked towards where the motorcycle was stored.
As if everything was really just a joke.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
