I created the bad guys in Sakura

The only thing I can be sure of now is that I made up my own mission. If Vermouth has no mission, then there is nothing wrong with my situation. If Vermouth has a mission, then what is so special about me being the only one without an extra mission?

In the front hall, Vermouth blew a bubble, and the content of the text message appeared in her mind.

"At midnight, go to the last room on the second floor of the annex, activate the device hidden under the bed, and leave the annex!"

Yes, Vermouth’s mission is different from everyone else’s!

Also, what is that instrument hidden in the last room on the second floor?

Just now when Gin raised his phone, Vermouth also saw the content on it. Their mission target is the new emperor, Nohara Shinnosuke!

Thinking of this, Vermouth also remembered that she didn't expect that after the last time they met, this guy actually became the emperor!

But since he saved my life in the first place, I should go back now and give him a reminder.

Thinking of this, Vermouth took out her cell phone and sent a message to Shin-chan.

On the other side, Xiaoxin turned off his cell phone and threw it on the bedside table. He was sleeping soundly with a white and smooth body in his arms.

The person in his arms was none other than Kudo Yukiko. After lunch, Shin-chan took her shopping non-stop. As for Conan, she had long forgotten about him and put him behind her mind.

Finally, they arrived at the hotel after strolling around, and the two of them got together naturally.

After years of silence, Kudo Yukiko finally felt the same heartbeat she had back then. At the same time, the boy in front of her was much better than Kudo Yusaku back then, which made her feel a joy she had never felt before.

The two of them had no idea what was happening in the Twilight Villa.

Xiaoxin knew that the cell phone might ruin his good deeds at the critical moment, so he simply turned off his cell phone.

Time passed little by little, the sun completely hid, and the moon rose quietly.

Several people were still waiting in the dusk annex. At 11:45, Vermouth saw that the time was almost up, so she turned around and went upstairs.

Gin just glanced at it and paid no more attention to it.

He didn't even look at the remaining vodka and rum.

Bourbon was sitting in the car in the backyard, and Conan was still sleeping in the back seat.

Bourbon was afraid that something bad would happen when Conan woke up, so he gave Conan another drug.

Don’t ask why he has these things in his car. The reason you ask is to read the self-cultivation of a villain.

Vermouth came to the second floor, wearing high heels, and the sound of "da da da~" rang out in the corridor, and the moonlight poured into the corridor through the window.

Arriving at the door of the last room, Vermouth raised her hand, opened the door and walked in.

He bent down and pulled out a huge cardboard box from under the bed.

The top of the cardboard box was very clean, and it looked like it had been put there recently.

Opening the box, inside was a black square instrument with a black button on it.

Vermouth studied it for a while but couldn't figure out what instrument it was. The black square instrument was completely integrated, with no gaps anywhere except for the protruding buttons.

She opened her phone to check the time. It was already 11:57. Vermouth simply sat on the bed, crossed her legs, opened her phone and looked at the message interface.

No one responded to Xiaoxin's letter.

With a barely perceptible sigh, Vermouth focused her attention on time.

Minutes passed by, and when the time jumped from 11:59 to 12 o'clock, Vermouth raised her fair jade hand and pressed the black button.

He pushed the instrument back under the bed, stood up and went outside quickly.

Passing by the living room, without even looking at Rum, Gin and the other two, he went straight to the backyard, came to his car, opened the door, got in, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

In another car, Bourbon's bright eyes looked at Vermouth's departing car, wondering what he was thinking.

Time passed little by little, and it was almost 12:10. Vodka, who was sitting next to Gin, couldn't help but ask, "Brother, why hasn't that guy come yet? Is he not coming?"

"Just wait."

Gin sat on the Diaoyutai, not panicking at all.

There was no change in expression on the dead man's face as usual.

"Oh!"

After being scolded by Gin, Vodka sat there obediently and waited.

The last room on the second floor!

The instrument activated by Vermouth suddenly changed.

There was a slight sound of gears turning from inside.

The black cube slowly opened, holes appeared on both sides, and colorless and odorless gas was continuously sprayed out.

It seeped out from the crack in the door and slowly spread downstairs. The gas filled the corridor, went through the stairs, and came to the hall, where it was inhaled into the nasal cavity of the three people in the hall.

But the gas did not stop spreading and soon spread to the backyard.

Bourbon was sitting in the car with the window rolled down, smoking, his eyes fixed on the moon hanging in the sky.

A breeze blew towards him, carrying this strange gas, which was inhaled into Bourbon's nasal cavity.

But the amount is very small.

In the hall, Gin suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot without him noticing when.

It's like someone who hasn't slept for a very long time.

His eyes were filled with brutality.

Although Vodka and Rum next to them still had their eyes closed, their bodies had begun to tremble.

The next moment, Vodka, who was sitting next to Gin, suddenly jumped up, his body quickly rose up, his clothes were torn, his skin became dark, and gradually turned a dark purple, as if all the blood in his body was gone.

Bumps appeared on the back, and the next moment, bone spurs pierced through the flesh and protruded from the bulging bumps!

His eyes opened and he let out a roar.

There were jagged, sharp fangs in its mouth, and the hair on its body began to fall off.

Sharp nails grow on the fingertips.

In the blink of an eye it turned into a monster.

With a roar, his red eyes locked onto Gin who was closest to him, and he pounced towards him.

Rum's body next to him also began to change, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a monster like Vodka.

Gin faced the oncoming Vodka and rolled over to avoid Vodka's attack.

"Vodka!"

He shouted loudly but there was no effect at all. In the past, he only needed to shout and Vodka would call him "Brother", but now the only response he got was Vodka's roar.

Seeing that Vodka had lost his mind, Gin turned around and tried to distance himself from Vodka.

But Rum behind him also pounced over, but because Gin's attention was on Vodka, he didn't notice it at first.