She looked at Huiyuan Ai who was walking towards her in disbelief and said in surprise:
"Could it be that... you are?"
"Well, I'm Conan Edogawa, and I'm a detective."
Vermouth thought that Calvados was still aiming at this side. If he walked over rashly, he would definitely... No, he couldn't let Calvados hurt him.
Bang!
Gunshots rang out.
“Calvados!!”
However, the scene that Vermouth imagined did not appear, and Edogawa Conan was still standing there, unharmed.
How could it be? That gunshot... who fired it? There's no way Calvados could have missed.
"So it's called Calvados. I usually like this wine."
A familiar voice sounded, and Vermouth's face changed slightly. She looked up at the black figure sitting in the container. Could it be him? Why would he be working with the FBI?
Fujiwara Yuu jumped off the container and looked at the defenseless Vermouth in front of him with a smile:
"Vermouth, we meet again."
"...Agent Krell, you've fallen yet again, actually getting involved with the FBI."
"Huh? What's wrong with getting involved with disgusting guys like you?" Fujiwara Yuu, disguised as a black-haired man, walked briskly to Vermouth and whispered in her ear, "Why are you so worried about his life or death? Do you care about Kudo Shinichi?"
Vermouth was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Claire to notice it so quickly.
Haha, he is worthy of being her son.
But now is not the time for you to catch on.
"And you?"
"Um?"
Vermouth knew the character of the man in front of her very well, and also knew why he became a CIA agent. She chuckled and said:
"...So, do you want to know about my relationship with your mother, Fujiwara-kun?"
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