A taxi approached from a distance.
It attracted the attention of everyone present.
The moment Conan saw the taxi, he guessed who it was.
"Why didn't Guangyou have a good eye for her?"
Why is she here?
"Did Kōyū come along too?"
If Kōyū were here too, that would be better.
But if she's alone, the situation will be really hard to control!
Their accomplices on the container couldn't hit them.
But he was able to hit her.
Regardless of Conan's thoughts or worries...
The taxi had slowly come to a stop not far away.
The car door opened, and Kōyū, disguised as Ai, stepped out of the taxi.
The taxi then turned around and left.
Upon seeing this scene, Conan couldn't help but think:
"She actually came."
"Why didn't Guangyou manage to stop her?"
"Didn't we already agree on this?"
After getting out of the car, Guangyou, wearing a spare pair of tracking glasses, slowly walked towards the group.
Including the pair Conan usually wears, there are a total of three pairs of tracking glasses.
One of them is by Guangyou.
As for the other pair, whoever needs it can take it.
After walking a few steps, Guangyou suddenly stopped.
His clenched fists trembled slightly as if he had seen something terrifying.
Taking a deep breath, Guangyou resumed his steps and continued walking towards the group.
As he walked forward, he started to jog.
As he drew closer, Conan finally couldn't help but shout at him:
"Don't come any closer!"
"You can't come over!"
"Hurry back!"
"Did you hear me?!"
But Kuang-Yu did not stop.
He ran forward until he reached Vermouth's car, then slowed down and stopped.
He was panting, and everyone present could see the fear on his face.
At this moment, Kwang-woo perfectly portrayed the fear he felt.
He looked at everything before him, his body trembling slightly.
"Run!"
"What are you doing here all by yourself?!"
"Have you forgotten what you said to him before?!"
Just then, Vermouth seized the opportunity during Conan's shout.
She quickly stepped forward, grabbed Conan's wrist, and turned his watch around.
Aim the tranquilizer dart nozzle at Conan.
Without the slightest hesitation, Vermouth pressed the button to fire the anesthetic needle.
Immediately afterwards, Conan fell into a deep sleep under the influence of the tranquilizer dart.
After numbing Conan, Vermouth gently helped him lean against the car and sit on the ground.
She looked at the young face before her and said in a soft voice:
Good night, baby.
(Goodnight, baby.)
And...
(Then...)
As she spoke, Vermouth took out a pistol hidden in her trouser leg, stood up, and released the safety.
Then she aimed at Kwangyu and said:
“Wele…”
(welcome...)
“Sherry.”
When faced with the gun barrel, Guangyou cooperatively took a small step back.
He was actually laughing inside.
It's not that I'm laughing at the current situation.
He was laughing at Conan.
Unexpectedly, Conan was one day knocked out by a tranquilizer dart.
If Uncle Mori knew, he would be very pleased.
The person who constantly tries to numb others has finally been numb himself.
Indeed, what goes around comes around, and no one escapes the wrath of Heaven.
Letting Conan experience what it feels like to be anesthetized would be quite nice.
Guangyou is not worried about the current situation on the field.
He looked at Vermouth, trying his best to perform.
Things had already gone far beyond Vermouth's expectations.
Clearly, Lady Luck is on her side.
That's just what she thinks.
She looked at Kōyū, feeling indignant on Conan's behalf:
"She really is a silly girl."
"You've ruined this kid's adorable plan."
"They're like moths drawn to a flame, coming here specifically to die."
Putting his glasses away, Kwangyu calmly replied:
"I'm not a moth."
"We didn't come here to die in vain."
"I came here to end all of this."
Even if you are arrested by the police today.
"As long as I am alive, you will not stop hunting me."
"However, I hope you can promise me one thing."
"You can't lay a hand on anyone but me."
"Anyone!"
He emphasized it specifically.
Upon hearing this, Vermouth chuckled softly.
This was actually exactly what she wanted.
She never intended to harm Conan from beginning to end.
So Vermouth readily agreed:
"Okay, I'll make an exception for today and promise you I won't touch anyone but you."
After giving her answer, Vermouth prepared to take "Sherry's" life on the spot.
Before pulling the trigger, she wanted to say one last thing to "Shirley":
"However, Sherry..."
"I still have to say, if you want to hate someone, hate your parents who took over that stupid research first."
Facing the gun barrel, Kwang-yu took a breath.
He put his hands behind his back, preparing to give a gesture to Kiichiro Numabuchi.
Through the scope, Kiichiro Numabuchi could see the hand gestures.
As long as Kiichiro Numabuchi doesn't betray them, the current situation isn't a big problem.
The biggest threat to him right now is not Vermouth.
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