Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 1056 Is she warning me?
"How is this going?"

The two men's expressions changed drastically, and they finally picked up the question they had just put aside.

"Who are you?" ×2
Joel and Vermouth spoke almost simultaneously.

Baileys seemed to realize this just in time and quickly distanced herself from Joel behind her.

In this situation, you should definitely stand in the corner and let the two Vermouths argue it out themselves.

"who are you?"

Vermouth looked at the other person with a serious expression.

The feeling she got from the other person wasn't that of Yukiko Kudo, but someone else.

"Shouldn't I be the one asking that question?"

Joel narrowed his eyes and said matter-of-factly, "When I heard Baileys say that I arranged for him to infiltrate carriage number two, I felt something was off. I wasn't entirely sure before, but now I'm certain."

"Which of you is the fake one?"

Is this question difficult?

Vermouth scoffed, "If it's a disguise mask, it can be torn off, unless she's had plastic surgery."

However, I don't think you've had plastic surgery.

Your disguise skills are superb, but appearing before me was your biggest mistake!

Vermouth opened fire without warning.

This time, she didn't dawdle like before; her methods were ruthless, and she seemed determined to kill the other party outright.

Joel dodged to the side.

It would have been better if they hadn't dodged; their attempt to dodge made everyone realize the problem.

"Is this... dodging bullets?"

Everyone present was stunned by what they saw.

Even the passengers who were secretly watching were stunned. After realizing what had happened, they immediately took out their phones to record a video.

This is the first time in my life I've ever seen someone dodge bullets, especially in a narrow corridor.

The distillery staff didn't care about the passengers' actions; they only knew that they might have run into a tough opponent this time.

Vermouth suddenly regretted it; she should have just ignored her.

But in the blink of an eye, she felt this was a good thing. With this mysterious person who could dodge bullets around, the little one should be safe, right?

"Hey, who in this world can dodge bullets?"

"I don't know many people, but Gin can sometimes."

"How could she be the eldest brother?" Vodka glared at Amuro Tooru.

"Then it must be Princess Thorn and Natsukawa left, right?" Amuro Tooru said quietly. "But they shouldn't be in the carriage. Didn't Gin send people to monitor them?"

Vodka nodded slightly.

In that case, this is likely to be a new one.

“I remember that Makoto Kyogoku in carriage number seven could also do that. However, it probably wouldn’t be him.” Vermouth frowned.

After talking to him, they discovered that the person in front of them was not one of them.

Another one has appeared, yet another incredible person who can dodge bullets.

Baileys swallowed hard, feeling inexplicably a little guilty.

"You dared to shoot at me, Vermouth? You're dead!"

With a loud shout, Joel charged toward Vodka and his two companions.

Vodka's hair stood on end.

Dude, I wasn't the one who fired the shot!

He didn't even consider firing a shot; he simply dodged to the side.

Fortunately, Joel wasn't after him; he bypassed Vodka and Amuro Tooru.

Vermouth's eyes widened as she suddenly felt the train speed up, with windows flashing past her one by one.

boom!
Vermouth slammed to the ground, the pain in her chest and buttocks telling her that she had been kicked away.

"How could it be so fast?"

Blood trickled from the corner of Vermouth's mouth.

Her internal organs were sending out warning signals of pain, and Vermouth couldn't even hold on for a moment before fainting.
"This is too strong!" Vodka and Amuro Tooru realized what was happening and fired at the fake Vermouth.

There's no need to confirm it at all. Vermouth's abilities all lie in disguise; her combat prowess as an assassin isn't actually that strong.

This person's speed and strength are now far beyond what Vermouth can match.

Joel was puzzled. He had gone to such lengths, so why did they still think he wasn't Vermouth?

Shouldn't it be that whoever wins is Vermouth?
She gave Baileys a questioning look.

However, Baileys didn't dare to look her in the eye.

"I stole her boyfriend. If she finds out, will Vermouth end up like me?!"
Or is she warning me now?

Baileys was in a state of turmoil and had no time to pay attention to anyone else.

“I am Vermouth, Vodka, Bourbon.”

“If only you were Vermouth.” Vodka smacked his lips and said warily, “Who exactly are you? Vermouth doesn’t have this kind of fighting ability at all.”

"Is that so?"

After being reminded by the other party, Joel finally understood the reason.

"Sorry, I used too much force. But I didn't expect that Vermouth would be so weak, even though they are all members of the organization."

Vermouth had just woken up when she heard these words. Her blood rushed to her head, and before she could catch her breath, she fainted again.

Vodka grinned, inwardly nodding wildly.

Not only is she incompetent in combat, but she also doesn't follow orders, and it's unclear why the boss trusts her so much.

"Don't come here!"

Seeing the other person approaching, Vodka retreated and pulled out a switch: "I've planted a bomb on the train. Tell me who you are, or I'll press the switch and we'll all die together!"

Vodka said those words through gritted teeth.

He was equally terrified, but since he was going to die anyway, he might as well take everyone down with him.

Even if he can't beat her, at least he can drag her down with him.

"It's boring."

Joel sighed helplessly.

She didn't care; she could escape. But it was a different story for Xia Chuan and the other passengers.

"Are you serious?"

Amuro Tooru was also quite frightened, and his face turned rather pale.

He never expected that Vodka had planted explosives in the car without telling him beforehand!
"Who are you?"

Upon hearing that there was hope, Vodka immediately perked up and straightened his back.

"Don't tell me you're Vermouth. We're all smart people, let's just tell the truth."

The two sides stood in opposition, and a long silence ensued.

The surrounding passengers were a mix of anticipation and fear, but they all stared intently at Joel.

"Ok."

Joel suddenly smiled.

She reached out and grabbed her own neck, pulling up a remarkably elastic piece of skin from her face.

"This material"

Amuro Tooru narrowed his eyes; this was somewhat different from the materials he and Vermouth used for their disguises.

He was immediately taken aback by the other person's appearance.

"Is it you, the guest in room B of carriage six?"

Amuro had seen photos of everyone on the bus, and he hadn't been unaware of the exhibition area during the day, so he recognized the face.

"Who is this person?"

Vodka asked curiously.

He couldn't find the other person's face in his mind; it seemed they had never crossed paths.

"I only know he was a passenger in carriage six, how would I know who he was?" Amuro Tooru paused for a moment, then said with a serious face, "If that's the case, then the other person in the room should also be one of your people, right?"

(End of this chapter)