Fujiwara Yuu was not too surprised by the familiar address. What really frightened him was the words from her mouth, "Then do you want to know the relationship between me and your mother?" Could it be that her mother was related to the organization?
No, it shouldn't be like this. How could someone as kind as my mother have anything to do with the organization?
Fujiwara Yu calmed down. If he let his guard down at this moment, he would be led by the nose by the woman in front of him.
He looked coldly at Vermouth, who had her hands raised high and a meaningful smile on her lips. Without hesitation, he raised his pistol and prepared to shoot her in the shoulder. Only by making the other party unable to hold the gun would he have a greater chance of winning.
But there is one thing that needs to be done first. I must ensure that my true identity is not known to the FBI investigators.
"Judy, take Edogawa and get out of here."
"Can you do it alone?" Judy asked hesitantly, holding the car door as she stood up.
"Okay, and I'm not alone. I have subordinates too, okay?"
Fujiwara Yu curled the corners of his mouth. In fact, he did not let White participate in this event. In order to ensure that Shuichi Akai would not be present, he even asked him to protect the Miyano sisters who were at the Polo Coffee Shop.
As for whether a certain golden-haired waiter would get angry after seeing Shuichi Akai, that was not something he could know.
"Well, then be careful. I'll take him away from here first."
Edogawa Conan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
He had full trust in Sosuke Toji, but Vermouth had clearly said something just now, which made him vaguely feel that the real reason why Sosuke Toji asked them to leave was related to the words he did not hear.
Suddenly, only two people were left at the container terminal, and the evening breeze was blowing their hair.
Fujiwara Yuu still held the gun, looking at Vermouth expressionlessly, and asked:
"When did you notice it? Was it the Twin Towers?"
"Yeah, I didn't expect that the CIA agent who gave Gin such a headache was actually Hetty's child." Vermouth curled the corners of her mouth, but there was no smile in her eyes, and she even felt a hint of regret.
What kind of emotion is this? Did she really know her mother?
"Vermouth, you don't think I will show mercy to you just because you know my mother, right?" Fujiwara Yu raised his eyebrows, trying to get some information out of it. He really wanted to know the relationship between the man in front of him and his mother.
When did they meet? If her mother knew Sharon, why didn't she tell her?
Moreover, I have never heard my father talk about this matter... What is the truth?
Vermouth narrowed her eyes, her gaze always fixed on the pair of ultramarine eyes that were as beautiful as Hetty's. Her eyebrows were really no different from Hetty's, but the lower half of her face was too much like that annoying guy.
"Sharon, if we have children in the future, why not arrange a marriage? Childhood sweethearts or something like that would be just as cool as in girls' comics, right?"
Children? She couldn't possibly have one, not in this lifetime.
After all, she had never loved any man from the beginning to the end, and there was only that hint of ultramarine in her eyes.
Vermouth curled her lips. She was not angry at Fujiwara Yuu's attitude towards her. She smiled lightly and said:
"Is that the only question you have? I thought you were going to ask how I knew your identity. You sent them away because you were worried your identity would be exposed, right? What CIA agent... I'm afraid you're more than just a CIA agent, right?"
Fujiwara Yu pursed his lips. He didn't expect that Vermouth knew so much about him. It seemed that he had to find a way to shut him up, otherwise he would not be able to continue to be active in the Metropolitan Police Department.
He frowned deeply, and just as he was about to ask, a gunshot was heard.
The piercing pain in his right shoulder forced Fujiwara Yu to put down the pistol. The situation turned around the next second, and the black muzzle of the gun was pressed against his forehead, which he had not expected.
That's impossible. I've already checked it, so why is there still helper?
Also, why did he only hit his shoulder?
Soon, this doubt was resolved by Vermouth. She adjusted the headset with one hand, looked at the black shadow shooting at the container with a smile, waved her hand and said with a smile:
"Thank you for your hard work, Scotland~ I will praise you more in front of Gin!"
Scotland? Morobushi... Kagemitsu?
No wonder he only shot himself in the shoulder. It seems like he’s in some trouble this time.
So, did Jingguang hear the conversation just now?
"Vermouth, why did you turn off the headset just now? What did you say to this person?"
Scotch Whiskey's questioning voice came from the headset. Vermouth glanced in the direction of the shadow and said calmly:
"That's not your place to ask, Scotland. You can retreat now."
"You're not going to kill him? If Gin knew you let the CIA agent go, you should know what he would do, right?"
Vermouth narrowed her eyes and lowered her voice a little:
"So if you don't tell anyone, no one will know, right? Scotland, come to my side."
"...This won't happen again. I'll only help you hide this once."
There was no more sound coming from the headset. Vermouth tore it off and threw it on the ground and crushed it. She looked at Fujiwara Yuu who slowly raised his hands in front of her. Even though she felt a little reluctant, she still shot him directly in the abdomen.
Fujiwara Yu, who was shot in the abdomen, staggered back. He had wanted to find an opportunity to snatch the gun, but he didn't expect Vermouth to be so cruel that he lost the ability to resist.
But the location of this shot seemed a bit strange, and it didn't seem like it was intended to kill him.
"Vermouth, what on earth are you..."
"Don't worry, I won't kill you. It's just Shirley. I will definitely find a way to kill her."
"Heh, why are you obsessed with Shirley? She was just providing the organization with the medicine they wanted. Just because you can't have children despite being immortal, you're blaming Shirley? You should know who the real culprit is better than anyone else, Vermouth."
There was a look of sarcasm on Fujiwara Yu's face. He weakly covered the wound on his abdomen and looked up at Vermouth with a cold look in his eyes. He would never allow anyone from the organization to hurt the Miyano sisters.
Vermouth took a deep breath, she looked into those blue eyes and said with an unhappy expression:
"...Why do you always stand against me?"
Fujiwara Yuu didn't understand. Was Vermouth really saying this to him?
Or is she communicating with her mother through herself?
Vermouth realized that she had said the wrong thing, so she raised her hand and attacked Fujiwara Yu with a knife.
She bent down and helped the unconscious Fujiwara Yu up. After putting him in the car, she did not forget to disinfect his wound. After skillfully sewing the wound, she started the car and drove away with a complicated expression.
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