Chapter 3462 3474 [Shirley Mao Lilan's Bundled Sale] Asking for a monthly ticketヽ(〃〃)~
"Okay, but how do we do it specifically?" After hearing Conan's suggestion, "Teacher Judy" bent down and discussed with him in a low voice... Then she suddenly made a lightning-fast move and grabbed his wrist.
Under Conan's stunned gaze, the fake FBI laughed: "It's a good plan, but unfortunately, you took too long to think about it, and revealed a flaw like me."
As she spoke, she lowered her eyes slightly and looked at Conan's phone: "Send a message to your little classmate, she should be the protagonist tonight - let me guess, where is she hiding?"
"You...!" Conan gritted his teeth and tried to flip the switch on his sneakers, but Vermouth twisted his wrist, pointing the anesthesia watch at him. With a jerk, Conan felt a needle hit his forehead, and fell asleep with a look of resentment on his face.
Vermouth caught the fallen pseudochild and let him sit on the car. At the same time, she reached into her pocket and took out Conan's cell phone.
Beside him, "Doctor Shinchu" frowned as he watched the scene - to be honest, he didn't quite understand it.
For him, Vermouth had just asked him to pretend to be Dr. Shinde for a few days, and then suddenly asked him out tonight and asked him to drive behind her. Vermouth herself went to Dr. Agasa's house to pick up a little girl.
Then, Vermouth suddenly sent him a question and an answer. He got off the car and compared the answers with the mixed-race girl, but it seemed that something went wrong, and the identity of "Doctor Shindou" was exposed - this was obviously because the answer given by Vermouth was incomplete, and any mistakes could not be blamed on him.
Then, the little girl fell into deep thought. After she finished thinking, she whispered something and was knocked down by Vermouth with an injection.
Everything was completely incomprehensible, like a child playing house. Amuro Toru thought about it over and over again, but could not fully understand Vermouth's intention.
"That watch looks a lot like the one worn by that kid with glasses." "Dr. Shinde" touched his chin and thought to himself, "Conan always has some strange inventions, like the voice changer he used to imitate Jiang Xia's voice when she caught a cold last time."
Of course, now the voice changer has been disassembled and pinned to his scarf, becoming a part of the "new doctor".
"Could it be that Vermouth has her eyes on these technologies? But if that's the case, wouldn't it be better for her to just kidnap the old doctor?" Amuro Toru couldn't find the logic in this. "Or is it that she wants to capture a hostage to force Dr. Agasa to work for her? This seems like the organization's method."
If you don't understand something, ask more questions. Although he didn't hold out much hope, based on the principle of asking questions before they become unnecessary, Amuro Toru said, "You've actually resorted to asking me to deal with a child. What exactly is your purpose?"
"Don't ask too much, this is a lady's secret." Vermouth smiled and did not explain - anyway, as long as no one said it, ordinary people would not think of such a thing as rejuvenation.
She took out Conan's phone, connected it to her headphones, and flipped through her email address book. Soon, the interface stopped at the "Grayfield" column.
Vermouth curled up the corners of her mouth, and she took a photo of Conan lying beside the car, then typed a few lines of text, added her current location, and pressed send.
Afterwards, in order to prevent the other party from seeing her, she opened the address book again and wanted to make a call - but a news push popped up and she accidentally clicked on it.
It was normal for a strange phone to jump randomly. Vermouth frowned and was about to close the interface and return. But at this moment, the sound of the live news broadcast came to her ears through the headphones:
"...The police have located the kidnappers' base where they are holding the hostages! A standoff is underway, and the two kidnappers are extremely volatile. Footage shows them holding a fruit knife to the hostage's neck, demanding the police withdraw from the factory..."
It was an ordinary kidnapping case, and an ordinary rescue process. However, when she accidentally saw the "hostage" in the center of the picture, Vermouth's breath stopped and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
Although the light was dim and the picture was shaky, she recognized it at a glance - the unlucky hostage held by the kidnappers was actually Mao Li Ran!
……how so?!
Looking at the shiny blade under the searchlight, and then at the two emotional kidnappers, Vermouth was confused and cold sweat quietly slid down her face.
At that moment, her phone buzzed. She looked up suddenly and saw an "Unknown Caller" message pop up on the screen.
She froze for a moment, then had a vague premonition of something. Her fingers, which were about to hang up, paused, then moved their fingertips and pressed the answer button.
"We've reached the branching point of the stage, Vermouth."
A familiar voice flowed from the headphones, with a hint of joy that made her teeth itch. In the turbulent mood, Vermouth heard Uzo ask her like a game administrator: "Do you like the scenario where everyone survives? - If you find it boring, you can also do the other way around."
"..." Vermouth held the phone tightly, and instantly understood what the other party meant: if she insisted on going her own way and continued to arrest Shirley, then the high school girl who was being rescued in the news... would probably suffer the same fate as after Shirley was arrested.
...How to choose?
Vermouth opened her mouth, wanting to say something—her mind told her that at this moment, she should give in, pretend that Angel wasn't important to her, and gamble that Angel was just as important to Uzo, or that he wouldn't kill as ruthlessly as he claimed. However, thinking of Uzo's speed in killing people faster than swatting a mosquito...
Vermouth held the phone tightly, looking at the screen where Ran Mouri was on the verge of death, unable to say a word.
The joke that should have been casually thrown her way was snuffed out by the shaking live screen—something about tugging, some negotiation... She was worried that the kidnapper on the screen would strike with a knife as soon as she finished two words, the scene she least wanted to see, and then Uzo would innocently say, "Why are you talking so slowly?" With that kid's perverse taste, he was definitely capable of such a thing.
After a brief silence, the balance in my heart finally tipped to one side.
…Shirley always has a chance to kill, but Angel only has one life.
Vermouth took a deep breath and squeezed out a voice from between her teeth: "I lose, I'm stopping now."
"Don't worry." The other party said caringly, "You've been investigating for so long, how can I let you go back empty-handed? How about this, as a reward for your busy night, I will show you what you want. In addition, I will give you a gift."
Vermouth didn't want any of it at all. But thinking of Mao Lilan who was still in the kidnappers' hands, she knew she had no right to refuse, so she could only ask in a tense voice, "What gift?"
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Thanks to the big guys for the [monthly ticket] (σ≧▽≦)σ.
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