[Sharon Wynyard, member of the *** organization Vermouth]

But your age is unknown?

Qichuan Yuan looked at the blonde lady who was stylishly dressed, had a flamboyant temperament, and a face that was as beautiful as a star, and his confusion grew more and more.

She looks very young, about the same age as the policewoman. But even the world consciousness can't determine her age. Is there some secret about her?

The lady was very sensitive. She stared in the direction of Sugawa Gen, took off her sunglasses and put them on her head. Then she suddenly raised her hand and waved, greeting them.

"Hi! Those two kids over there!"

Her action was beyond the expectations of everyone present, even the policewoman and the blond man looked towards them. Under these three strong gazes, Qichuan Yuan suddenly felt his scalp tingling. With an idea that was difficult to share, he pulled Conan out from behind without hesitation, faced Conan's incredible eyes, and waved to the three people expressionlessly.

Conan gritted his teeth: "What are you doing?"

Gen Sugawa pulled Conan towards the two members of the organization without fear of boiling water. "We will get to know each other in the future anyway, so let's go and take a look."

Conan: Didn't you say we should pretend to be strangers?

"Long time no see, Xiao Yuan." Seeing the two of them approaching, Vermouth was in a good mood. She didn't care about the bad driving of Bourbon just now. She approached Qichuan Yuan intimately and pinched his face, greeting him like a parent to a child:

"You've grown so big."

"It's been a long time since we last met. I don't know how to address you, but Sugawa Gen seems very calm on the surface. When he smiles, he really looks like a good high school student.

However, who would have thought that inside this shell was a 26-year-old soul.

Conan's whole family was shocked. He looked at Gen Sugawa in amazement. Why did this person also know Gen Sugawa? Does Gen Sugawa really have nothing to do with the Black Organization?

Vermouth smiled, her charming blue eyes spreading like a lake. She glanced playfully at the little boy struggling at Sugawa Gen's legs, and took a step forward nonchalantly, just sandwiching Conan between the two of them.

She patted Qichuan Yuan's shoulder and asked, "When did you return to China? Why didn't you tell me?"

Qichuan Yuan held down the struggling little detective and said calmly, "Not long ago."

The policewoman raised her eyebrows and knocked on the car with her police ID. "I say, don't ignore the police officer!"

"Do you know each other?" She looked at the young man beside her. She didn't expect to meet a classmate of her brother here. However, he seemed to be carrying out some mission, so she acted as if she was unfamiliar with him. "Do you know this gentleman?"

Acquaintance is more than just acquaintance, it is also a relationship that involves owing one’s life.

The horrific explosion seven years ago immediately flooded into his mind. The sight of the scenery engulfed by flames seemed to have happened just yesterday. The man's cold and mocking expression was still in front of him, and his cold-blooded words that showed he didn't care about the passing of life were still ringing in his ears. The nightmare that had been haunting him almost all year round came flooding back to awaken the memories that had been suppressed in his heart.

Amuro Toru's teeth were about to break. He maintained a smile on his face, trying his best to suppress the hatred and malice that was about to rise to his eyes, and said in a light tone: "He is my brother."

"That's perfect," Hagiwara Chisawa nodded slightly and said vaguely, "You two are really a pair of brothers."

She got on the motorcycle and turned to Amuro Toru and Bermode and said, "Come with me and take the car away. It has been taking up space in the Metropolitan Police Department garage for a long time."

She looked at Sugawa Gen and Conan again, "You two can go back, but you must wear helmets from now on, okay?"

Vermouth put on his sunglasses in a bored manner, smiled and touched Qichuan Yuan's head, "Then I'll leave first, I'll contact you by phone."

Sugawa Gen nodded and watched the black car leave behind the motorcycle.

He sighed and said: Who could have imagined that two people from the Black Organization would drive Big Brother's favorite car to the police station?

He lowered his head a little late, and seeing the unhappy little detective, he felt helpless, "Do you believe me when I say I don't know her?"

Conan Dead Fish Eyes: What do you think?

It might be a coincidence if it was just Miyano Shiho, but how come other members of the organization knew him? Could it be that his brother took him into social activities?

"But I really don't know this person," said Sugawa Gen helplessly, "Maybe there is someone in the organization who looks like me, or maybe they just recognized the wrong person."

This is indeed possible, Conan compromised, "Well, I'll trust you again."

But maybe they forgot something...

"Oops! Gunshot!"

But after so long, the scene might have been dealt with. And it is very likely that it was done by the two members of the organization just now.

But even so, they decided to go check nearby just in case there was any more evidence.

The residential area of ​​Beika-cho is a straight street, so it was easy for them to check. In the end, they found nothing, but they found Matsuda Jinpei sitting against the wall in an alley with a cigarette in his mouth.

White smoke enveloped his entire face, making him look decadent.

Qichuan Yuan rode closer and found a pool of blood beside him!

"Matsuda!"

"Officer Matsuda!"

Gen Sugawa and Conan jumped out of the car and ran to Jinpei Matsuda anxiously.

"What's wrong with you?"

Matsuda Jinpei's reaction was a little slow. He slowly exhaled a puff of white smoke and raised his head. There was still some blood on his fair face, which made his lips look particularly pale. His blue eyes, which were once full of pride, were now full of confusion and gloom, completely different from his usual carefree and nonchalant look.

He weakly raised the corner of his mouth and casually put the sparking cigarette butt in the pool of blood, "Ah, you two."

The tone seemed a little disappointed.

"Well, it's okay, I just got hurt accidentally."

Matsuda Jinpei waved his hands nonchalantly and murmured, "It was just a carelessness."

Rather than explaining it to Sugawa Gen, it was more like speaking to myself.

Qichuan Gen frowned and tore open his black suit, his eyes fixed on his shoulder.

The white shirt was already dyed red with blood, and on the shoulder, there was a gleaming bloody mess. The blood had become a little dark, but it was not difficult to tell that it was a gunshot wound.

"Conan, ambulance!"

Sugawa Gen held down the moving Matsuda Jinpei, his expression was indifferent, his lips were straight, and his thick eyelashes drooped, covering his starry blue eyes. In the shadows, a hint of uncertainty was faintly revealed.

"Who did it? Was it the couple just now?"

Matsuda Jinpei's pupils shrank, and he immediately denied it, "No."

Qichuan Yuan caught the momentary panic in his eyes and curled his lips coldly, "Okay, I understand."

He let go of Matsuda Jinpei and turned away woodenly.

Matsuda Jinpei hurriedly grabbed his hand, with a vague sense of foreboding in his heart, "What are you going to do?"

Sugawa Gen gently but with unquestionable strength, he took Matsuda Jinpei's hand. He looked at Conan indifferently, "Conan, you accompany Matsuda to wait for the ambulance. I remember that the child at home is still running a high fever. I will go back to give her medicine and be back soon."

Conan nodded in astonishment: Wasn't that girl already full of energy and vitality?

Gen Sugawa walked to a telephone booth without saying a word and made a call.

After the system's built-in ringing sounded, a low, impatient voice came from the other side, "Who?"

"I, Sugawa Gen, looked at the rows of numbers aimlessly with a somewhat unfocused look in my eyes, "Suichuan Gen."

The person on the other end was silent for a while, and his tone was calm and a little worried. "What's wrong?"

There was a murderous tone in these words, as if he would start a killing spree if Qichuan Yuan said anything bad.

“My friend was bullied.”

There was a moment of silence on the other side, as if to confirm whether he had heard correctly.

He asked, “And then?”

Qichuan Yuan continued to speak, full of dissatisfaction, "I was bullied by the people of your organization."

Gin knocked on the table, somewhat doubting his life. His sinister dark green eyes were now filled with confusion. He spoke uncertainly, "Who?"

"A man with blond hair and purple eyes. Qichuan Yuan thought for a moment, "and a woman with blond hair and blue eyes."

He heard the other side continued to be silent, and said calmly: "They drove your car and were caught by the police."

Gin felt cold all over, Bourbon and Bermode, he lit up a cigarette and replied, "Got it."

Qichuan Yuan listened to the busy tone on the phone, nodded with satisfaction, and felt a little better.

Although we can tell from Matsuda's nervous expression that he definitely has a close relationship with one of them, it is very likely Amuro Toru, and they may be friends in the police academy.

But what does it matter? As long as you hurt Jinpei Matsuda, no matter who you are, he will never let you off easily.

Sugawa Gen didn't care. He hung up the phone and looked at his watch. Fortunately, it wasn't too late. He went to buy some clothes for Miyano Shiho first and then went to the hospital to pick up Conan. As for Matsuda, he actually let himself be hurt by an acquaintance. As a punishment, let him stay in the hospital alone.

The rainstorm stopped not long ago. A rainbow appeared in the sky at some point, hanging under the azure sky. It was as beautiful as a painting. Qichuan Yuan raised his hand and drew a line on the rainbow, with a smile on his face. "Well, the scenery is not bad."

"The scenery is really nice." The blonde woman had a comfortable smile on her face, her hair flying. She lazily lay on the railing, standing on the rooftop enjoying the fresh air after the rain. She seemed to be in a different world from the grumpy-looking young man next to her.

Amuro Toru was very unhappy now, and even his words were a little aggressive. He didn't care who was in front of him, "What did you say?"

“I won’t say it a second time.”

The person on the other end said this coldly and hung up the phone without hesitation.

Toru Amuro listened to the busy tone on the phone, feeling unhappy and kicked a stone impatiently.

Vermouth put on sunglasses and tied up her long hair. "What's up, Gin is causing trouble again?"

Amuro Toru gave her a cold look and said, "You too."

Bermode spread his hands without any surprise, "I know."

I knew it since I secretly drove Gin's car out. But this time it was a bit fast, it seems that a child told on me.

It must be because of the injured police officer. He really hasn’t changed at all. He is so protective of his own people. So adorable.

She stood on the railing in a very good mood and waved her hand. "Goodbye, you can take Gin's car back. Good luck."

As soon as she finished speaking, without waiting for Amuro Toru to react, she jumped down from the rooftop cleanly.

Toru Amuro was stunned. When he rushed to the railing, he heard the sound of an engine from downstairs. Vermouth was driving the car that Gen Sugawa had claimed back, driving farther and farther away, and gradually disappeared under the rainbow.

Amuro Toru: ..

He pounded the railing hard, feeling helpless and furious.