On the possibility of Gin's younger brother taking his older brother away

Chihara Aki showed an expression of understanding, and did not show any curiosity about the second plan.

He just thought about it and said, "It takes too long to infiltrate. I think it would be better to replace him?"

Gin stopped and looked back with interest, waiting for his explanation.

"How about I replace someone around Domon Yasuteru? It will be easier to find an opportunity than sneaking in."

"Oh?" The young man's tone revealed information that interested Gin.

Qian Yuanqiu curled up the corners of his lips in confidence and spread his hands to the man in front of him: "I have mastered the trick of disguise, so it is no problem for me to replace an assistant."

"Then do as you say."

Gin showed approval, which was rare. This was indeed a pleasant surprise.

"I understand." Qian Yuanqiu nodded, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.

He did not attend a subsequent meeting with Kiel to finalize the details.

After selecting the replacement, Qian Yuanqiu began to collect the assistant's daily schedule, interpersonal relationships, and any small details that might expose his identity.

At the same time, he kept an eye on Vermouth's movements, looking for an opportunity to negotiate with her.

Although he and Noah tried their best to find her soft spot, it backfired.

Apart from the 'angel' who unexpectedly appeared in her life and her relationship with that person, her experience was like a carefully woven web with no flaws.

She is truly a witch, mysterious and powerful.

If you want to take the initiative in the negotiation, the first step is to break the calmness she has maintained.

Qian Yuanqiu has already come up with a solution for this.

Under Noah's monitoring, the plot has smoothly advanced to the point where Rena Mizunashi is harassed by endless doorbells. Today, she will contact Kogoro Mouri to come and solve this mystery.

The organization's assassination plan is also proceeding in full swing.

Vermouth, who had not been seen for a long time, finally appeared at the base.

Her golden curly hair fell on her shoulders, and her bright facial features were beautiful to the point of being aggressive.

She leaned on Harley and greeted Gin familiarly: "Hi~ Gin, long time no see."

Gin ignored her flirting and said coldly, "Did you bring the things?"

"of course."

Vermouth took out the prepared box, and inside was a disguise mask.

"What do you want me to prepare Busujima Kiriko's mask for?"

Vermouth looked at the man leaning against the car door in confusion and asked.

Gin glanced up at the mask and gave an ambiguous answer: "The scapegoat always has to make his appearance."

"what?"

Vermouth finally tasted the Riddler's evilness.

She just wanted a concrete explanation, not some vague metaphor.

"She was an indispensable part of the second plan to assassinate Yasuhiro Domon."

After saying this, a faint sarcastic smile appeared on Gin's face.

At this time, Vodka drove out of the garage in a Porsche.

Gin sat in the passenger seat and said to Vermouth, who was still puzzled, "Let's go. The drama is about to begin."

As the last moment of the mission approached, Gin and others were waiting in the underground parking lot to meet with Kiel to confirm the plan again.

When Gin heard Gil say that someone was following him, the always vigilant Gin had a bad feeling.

After Kiel left, he sent a message to Chihara Aki.

[Ramos, you go to guard near Beihu Park——Gin]

"Ah, who are you messaging this time?"

Vermouth in the back row noticed Gin's actions and leaned forward to ask with interest.

"I am somewhat concerned about what Kiel said. Let Ramos keep an eye on it."

Gin put away his phone and replied.

Vermouth lost interest instantly and sat back down: "Really? You are still as cautious as ever."

"Hmph." Gin sneered and looked at the bored woman in the rearview mirror:

"Only caution will never betray you. Even if it comes true once, it will be enough to save you countless times."

Vermouth tilted her head to look out the car window, not wanting to pay attention to this suspicious man.

After receiving the message from Kiel, Gin turned on the car screen.

Kiel has arrived at Beihu Park, and the miniature camera hidden in the brooch is faithfully recording everything.

Everyone was waiting for Yasuteru Domon's arrival. When the square-faced man appeared in the camera, Vermouth took a glance and knew that the mission was over.

No one can escape from the clutches of the organization.

Until she noticed the 'silver bullet' appeared where it shouldn't have.

Vermouth's breathing stagnated, and panic surged up in her.

She tightened her fingers and glanced at the gin and vodka in front of her with a nonchalant look.

Fortunately, both of them were focusing on the picture on the screen.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, she immediately took out her cell phone and edited the message and sent it out.

[Ramos, pay attention to DJ's bodyguards scattered around the park - Vermouth]

[OK——Ramos]

Seeing the reply, Vermouth felt relieved a little. She led the man to the periphery. With a clear target to be alerted, Ramos would not notice a child.

As for the FBI following 'Silver Bullet'.

Vermouth narrowed her eyes slightly, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed across them.

Hell, they'd only be a danger to that kid.

She closed her eyes and suppressed her disgust, but the child needed them, and as long as it didn't touch her bottom line, she could turn a blind eye.

----

Today's mission was full of twists and turns, and Gin looked obviously bad when he left.

Although she felt a little sorry for Gin's plan, Vermouth was still very glad that the mission failed.

The silver bullet is not only her treasure, but also her hope. As long as the child is safe and sound, it will be fine.

At night, after washing away the fatigue brought by the mission, Vermouth poured herself a glass of wine, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the unchanging and boring night scene outside the window, to kill time.

The kid's actions were too bold. If Gin hadn't changed his mind at the last minute and the FBI hadn't shown up to absorb his hatred, the consequences would have been unknown.

At this moment, the vibration of the mobile phone broke Vermouth's thoughts.

She sighed tiredly and clicked on the message she received.

The sender's nickname was a string of garbled characters.

"Snapped"

The goblet in his hand slipped and fell silently onto the carpet-covered floor. The scarlet wine spilled out and soaked the white blanket.

She stood there, looking at the message with a pale face.

[To Vermouth:]

[Although we have never met, I have the same experience as you, and the pain keeps me awake all night.]

[It's rude of me to interrupt you, but I want to know some secrets about the organization anyway. I wonder if you can satisfy my curiosity?]

The information ends here, and two photos are attached.

It's Kudo Shinichi and Edogawa Conan.

This undoubtedly hurt Vermouth's nerves. She stared at the garbled nickname, clenched her back teeth, and her face was distorted with viciousness.

who is it?