Chapter 626 Angel or Demon Under the Full Moon
Under the cover of night, evil silently rises.
On the deserted bridge, one could have leisurely enjoyed the distant neon lights and the calm sea.
But as the cars stopped one after the other, the red and black vehicles, which were not yet clearly distinguishable, stood facing each other, and a silent tension rose from the scene.
On a container high up, a gun was silently pointed at Judy.
This is Calvados, a loyal member and cannon fodder of the brewery who admires Vermouth but was sent to his lunchbox early on.
A pair of leather-shoe-clad feet quietly stood behind him, but Calvados remained completely oblivious, still intently waiting for Vermouth's signal to fire.
The silver-haired imp crossed her arms and looked down at the bridge. Vermouth, who had already shed her doctor persona, was confronting Judy.
He watched as they each took out a pistol, but Vermouth was a fraction slower because she was wearing a bulletproof vest, and Judy shot the gun out of her hand.
The little devil's eyes narrowed slightly, like a wolf preparing to ambush its prey in the dark, a sharp light flashing in its green pupils.
Vermouth raised her hands in feigned submission, but secretly signaled to Calvados to fire.
The little devil waited patiently for him to fire.
Then, he stepped forward, kicked him lightly in the waist, knelt down on one knee, and pressed his hand on the top of his head. "Alright, Calvados, your mission is complete here."
Calvados's pupils contracted in fear; he hadn't noticed anyone beside him!
"I……"
"I don't want to hear any more from you, but if you don't want to die, get out of here now."
Because the boy was wearing a mask, he couldn't see the wicked curve of the boy's mouth, but he could clearly see the sinister threat in the boy's pupils.
Calvados heard another set of footsteps beside him and turned to look.
It's Scotland.
No, it should be said that this is Scotland after it was transformed by that madman, Bertrand.
"He has taken your place."
Bertrand chuckled softly, stood up again, and looked down.
Calvados gritted his teeth slightly, glanced at Bertrand, then at Scotland, who was staring at him like a wild beast, and decided to pack his things and quietly leave.
At that very moment, Conan, disguised as Ai Haibara and sitting in the car, used the soccer ball from his soccer belt to kick away the pistol from Vermouth's hand.
Bertrand smiled silently, turned and left, returning to the bridge.
Scotland was also ready to take over Calvados's job—to unleash a barrage of human-spotting shots on Ran Mouri, who was about to emerge from the trunk to protect Ai Haibara.
Bertrand stood in another spot watching the show.
He will appear after Shuichi Akai.
Because making a grand entrance as the grand finale is even more shocking, isn't it?
At that moment, a taxi appeared on the scene, and a familiar figure got out of the car.
That was none other than Ai Haibara herself, someone outside of Conan's plans.
"Haiyuan!?"
Her appearance shocked Conan.
This also distracted him, and Vermouth used the anesthetic device he had aimed at her to inject him with a needle.
After placing the unconscious Conan upright against the car, Vermouth took a spare small pistol from a holster fixed to her ankle, loaded it, and aimed it at Haibara.
With her single word "Sherry," Ai Haibara knew that the other party had completely discovered her identity!
An invisible fear instantly bound her whole body.
Ai Haibara overcame her inner fears and made a request to Vermouth.
After all, she came here specifically to settle this matter.
She would rather die herself than have Vermouth hurt Conan or anyone else.
But just as Vermouth was about to shoot Ai Haibara, the trunk of Jodie's car was suddenly opened, and someone they never expected to get out emerged.
Bertrand's eyes narrowed as he looked at Vermouth's incredulous gaze.
Meanwhile, the Scottish forces above the container began firing at the Maoriland.
Every shot hit her feet, without even scratching her shoes.
Despite Vermouth's calls to stop, Scotland ignored them and continued firing at Mauriland.
In that instant, the emotional fluctuations seemed to reach their peak.
Vermouth fired a shot directly towards the Scottish side.
He also received instructions from Bertrand to stop and leave.
When Judy and Vermouth’s attention returned to Ran Mouri, Scotland got up and left, but instead of leaving the scene, he went behind Bertrand.
Bertrand's smile faded as he watched the scene unfold. "What a beautiful night, isn't it, Scotland?"
“Indeed.” Scotland smiled and replied softly, but her gaze also fell on Ran Mouri, who was protecting Ai Haibara.
To get Ran Mouri out of there, Vermouth used up all the bullets in her pistol, but she still hesitated and pressed the trigger again. Only when she realized she had no bullets left did she realize what was happening and reload the magazine.
"Move it Angel!"
As Vermouth uttered that English phrase, a bullet grazed her arm, and a trail of bright red blood splattered in the direction of the bullet.
Judy retrieved the gun and then shot her.
Just then, the sound of a shotgun being cocked and footsteps approached.
Unaware that Calvados had been driven away by Bertrand, Vermouth assumed the footsteps were his.
After all, Calvados prefers to use shotguns.
"Calvados? There was another one? But I think he was probably scared, so he ran away."
A deep, magnetic voice rang out, causing a shift in the emotions of both Vermouth and Judy.
“Shuichi Akai?” Vermouth frowned.
"I think that cowardly Calvados and a rotten apple like you, all show and no substance, are quite a good match." Shuichi Akai chuckled, his sarcastic and sharp gaze sweeping over Vermouth.
"What corrupt golden apple?"
A somewhat childish voice suddenly rang out.
Bertrand, who appeared right on time, tilted his head, his eyes crinkling, and waved to them with a happy expression.
He stood next to Ran Mouri and Ai Haibara, enduring the shocked gazes of the three adults opposite him.
The moonlight shone on him, making his already silver short hair sparkle like a gemstone. He was still dressed as the little devil he had been to the Halloween party.
In that instant.
They couldn't tell whether he was an angel saving people from dire straits or a ruthless demon reaping lives.
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