After thinking about it, Vermouth still didn't mention it to Gin's face. After all, Gin's mood has not been very good recently, so she shouldn't take the opportunity to offend him. Besides, there are more important things to do right now - catching mice. Vermouth passed Gin and walked towards the corner first. One hand quietly reached to her waist to touch her gun. The smile on her mouth gradually widened, and she couldn't help but feel a little excited. I wonder what kind of little mouse she will catch today? Gin looked at Vermouth's actions lightly, and he was quite satisfied with her actions and reactions. Since Vermouth was so active, let her handle it this time. Gin slowly followed Vermouth.

Conan felt something was wrong when he heard Gin say "rat" with murderous intent, but his current position was very awkward, and he was in a dilemma. If he wanted to return the same way, he would have to expose himself to Gin and Vermouth's sight, which would undoubtedly be a trap, so returning the same way would definitely not work. But apart from returning the same way, Conan seemed to have no other choice. He was now at the corner of a building, and on the other side was the junction of this building and another shorter building, but there was no gap in between, and it was empty without any shelter, so he couldn't find a hiding place at all. Even the greenery a little further over there was all low bushes, neat and tidy. If he wanted to get into the bushes, it would certainly destroy the flatness of the bushes, and others would be able to see at a glance that something was wrong here.

Therefore, it is impossible to avoid Gin and Vermouth's detection here.

What should I do? Conan's forehead was covered with sweat, and his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

Hearing the slight rubbing sound of the soles of his shoes on the grass, Conan couldn't help holding his breath and quietly stepped back a few steps into the corner. His hands were trembling with nervousness, and a lot of sweat oozed out of his palms. He put his hands on his pants and wiped them twice, then pressed the button on his waist, made a football, quickly put it on the ground and stepped on it with his feet, and then twisted the button of the foot-strengthening shoes. After doing all this, he opened his anesthesia watch with some trembling but extremely careful, and aimed at the corner of the wall.

There was only one anesthetic needle, but there were two people on the other side, and one of them was the culprit who made him smaller. But there was no other way, and he could only fight hard. Conan thought so, and his eyes became firm.

They didn't know who was behind the corner, so they would not attack rashly, one in front and one behind. It could be Gin, or it could be that woman, but it didn't matter. As long as he could shoot the person who appeared first with the anesthetic needle, he could then attack the other person with the football while he was stunned. Although he might not gain any advantage, it should be enough for him to run behind the bushes on the opposite side.

Vermouth didn't say anything, and looked at Gin with an expression of "Why would I lie to you about this?" In fact, she was already panicking, and had no idea at all. She didn't know how Finlandia was doing in the hospital, whether she had woken up from her coma, if not, it would be up to her, but if she did... it would be more or less difficult to deal with. Vermouth was more inclined to believe that if Finlandia knew that the "good boy" he liked dared to eavesdrop on the organization's transactions, she would definitely give up on him without hesitation.

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"Hey?" Vermouth panicked and hurried to stop Gin. Facing Gin's suspicious cold eyes, Vermouth felt a chill down her spine, but still said, "Are you going to shoot like this? You'll be noticed, right?"

Conan quickly arranged his response strategy in his mind, then swallowed and waited intently for the organization members to show up.

"..." Gin didn't say anything, but just squinted his eyes and looked at Vermouth, as if weighing the truthfulness of her words.

The moment she turned around, Vermouth saw what the child was wearing. Although it was only a fleeting glimpse, it still caused a storm of shock in her heart.

"... Humph, a little kid actually dared to eavesdrop." Gin showed disdain in his eyes, but his murderous intent did not diminish at all, "First find out if he has a bug, and then kill him." As expected, he still has to be killed... Vermouth swallowed, and began to check whether Conan had any bugs on him with an indifferent look on the surface, but the panic in her heart had reached its peak.

She actually didn't care much about knowing some of the organization's intelligence. After all, she knew Yukiko's son very well. Since he already knew about the existence of the organization, it was not surprising that he wanted to go to great lengths to find out, or even destroy the organization, not to mention letting him know about a small transaction of the organization. She didn't mind getting the organization's intelligence, but it didn't mean she could accept being stalked and eavesdropped openly... and she was discovered! You know, the organization would silence people!

However, it was because of this sound that she realized that there was indeed someone at the corner, but not a tall and strong adult, but a... child?

"Well... there's nothing strange. It seems to be just a coincidence." Vermouth looked through Conan from head to toe, and finally gave her conclusion with some regret.

Finlandia?! Vermouth's breathing stopped for a moment, and she suddenly remembered an important thing. The last time Finlandia was on a mission, she encountered a murder scene. When she went to rescue the scene, she seemed to find that Finlandia was very familiar with her, and her words did not seem like the first time they met. Moreover, she had a little thought of making fun of herself at the time, and did not prepare an invitation to the banquet for Finlandia. In the end, Finlandia still went in. It was said that she was brought in by Maori Kogoro and others! In other words, Finlandia is very likely to be very familiar with even her angel! And Finlandia's personality...

"..." Gin saw that Vermouth had already drawn his gun and pointed it at the other side of the corner, but suddenly withdrew it. For a moment, his green eyes narrowed slightly. If he had not ignored the tiny thing that suddenly flew out from the corner, he would have questioned Vermouth.

The scene was so quiet for a moment that you could hear your own heartbeat.

"No... It would be more convenient to kill him directly, but why does this child look more and more familiar to me the more I look at him?" Vermouth loosened her hand that was holding Conan's collar, and decided to take a risk and give it a try.

One step, two steps, three steps...

?! Why was she here?! When did she find them?! Thinking back carefully, it seemed like a long time had passed since she noticed the noise. What did he hear?!

Vermouth tried to slow down her pace as much as possible to increase her thinking time, perhaps still hoping that someone would pass by and discover them. But this was a place she had confirmed, how could someone pass by by such a coincidence? Therefore, Vermouth's hope was ultimately dashed.

"That would be the best." Gin snorted coldly. He didn't say any more nonsense. He just took out his gun and pointed it at Conan, and was about to pull the trigger.

We can’t let Gin face Conan directly! Vermouth’s heart was filled with alarm.

Vermouth took out her gun and walked towards the corner cautiously. She felt that she needed to perform well so that she could laugh at Gin by talking about how she successfully dealt with the rat at the transaction site. Therefore, she involuntarily raised all her vigilance and concentrated on facing the "rat" on the other side of the corner.

If it were in the past, Vermouth would definitely be full of murderous intent towards Finlandia, and would try every means to keep Finlandia away from her l guy, but now...

Vermouth paused, feeling ready, then turned around suddenly, pointing the gun at the other side of the corner.

Vermouth's smile widened a little bit, she raised her gun and slowly stopped at the corner. Let her see... what kind of little mouse this is...

What should she do to save her life? If she had realized it earlier, maybe she could play along with him, pretending to be ambushed and lose her ability to attack, and then secretly drag Gin, maybe she could still have a chance of survival, but now... she had no choice but to be knocked unconscious by her. What should she do to make Gin, who attached great importance to this mission, let Conan go? There was no solution!

"...Ah." Vermouth couldn't find any better words to stop him. It sounded like the survival rate of throwing it into the river was higher... Vermouth thought to herself with a smile. As expected of Gin after a major mistake in the mission, he was very efficient at work. It seemed that Finlandia's injury was not in vain... Wait.

"..." Gin frowned, as if he had thought of this problem. After a while, he put away the gun and said impatiently, "Then just find some other way to die, such as strangling him to death, or just throwing this kid into the river."

"Oh, it's a cute little guy." Vermouth held Conan's collar, her expression nonchalant, but she was extremely nervous in her heart. Her brain was working fast, thinking about what to do next to save this reckless guy.

"What's wrong? Vermouth?" Seeing that Vermouth was reluctant to move, Gin looked at her dangerously.

Thinking of this, Vermouth couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. The most important thing was that Gin happened to be by her side today... If it was anyone else, she could still try to deal with him and think of a way to protect him, but Gin... especially Gin who had just suffered a Waterloo, he would never allow the eavesdropper to live!

"Don't worry, don't worry. There's no need for me to lie to you in a place like this, okay? It won't do me any good at all, so you can rest assured." Vermouth shrugged, but she was already secretly complaining in her heart. She didn't expect that Gin's intelligence this time was so well-informed that he could know before her that Finlandia had woken up.

"......!" There was no one in sight, and Vermouth was stunned for a moment. At this moment, she suddenly heard a slight sound of breaking through the air. Out of instinct, she immediately turned around, used the corner as a cover, and hid herself back on the other side of the corner.

But since he had already dodged it, why didn't he launch the next attack immediately? Gin was a little dissatisfied. He didn't know what Vermouth was up to, but it was better not to say anything at this time, so Gin decided to find out for himself.

Having taken several steps, and seeing Gin about to walk into Conan's sight, Vermouth clenched her fist calmly, and took advantage of her advantageous position to turn around and expose herself to Conan's sight again. This time she already knew the specific angle, so she was very fast, and before Conan could react, she knocked Conan unconscious with the butt of the gun.

"How should I put it? This kid seems to be close to Finlandia. You know Finlandia's personality. Maybe he has a crush on this kid. He probably followed her because Finlandia told him something about the organization, right?" Vermouth stretched out her other hand and pinched Conan's face. She said nonchalantly, "That guy seems to be pretty good at judging children. Maybe he can train him into a 'good kid' in the future."

"...Oh?" Gin squinted his eyes and looked at Vermouth, motioning her to continue. Vermouth was in the intelligence team, and should be more familiar with some people's appearances than he was. Gin decided to listen to what Vermouth had to say first.

Now that it has come to this, we can only take it one step at a time. Vermouth secretly sighed inwardly, lowered her eyes and looked at Conan with some complexity.

ah……

Soon, Gin's call was connected.

"Hello? Gin?"

(End of this chapter)