Out-of-control players in the world of Detective Conan

It's over, we've fallen for their sneaky trap!

Qi Ming never expected that Vermouth was actually a master of voice changing.

Um? wrong.

Is the male voice or the female voice the natural voice?

After all, Old Qin was saying that Vermouth was a "mystical" "woman".

It's all so mysterious, even Lao Qin probably doesn't know whether it's a man or a woman.

Could it be, Xiao Nanliang?

"Alright, let's stick with the minimum guarantee."

……

First floor of Mihua Hotel.

Qi Ming looked at the woman in front of the table and breathed a sigh of relief.

The person in front of me with a stunning figure, a cold and beautiful appearance, and big, wavy silver hair could absolutely not be a man or Xiao Nanliang.

"System, take a screenshot and categorize it into the game world's collection of beauties. Oh, and add Sherry's picture from before too."

[Screenshot taken; the host can view it in their phone's photo album]

"You must be Madeira. I often hear Gin mention you. Besides Shuichi Akai, you're the second person I've heard that name."

Vermouth looked Qi Ming up and down and said jokingly.

Shortly after Qi Ming hung up the phone, Gin surprisingly sent her a message, asking her to help Madeira out.

There are almost no people in the organization who can give Gin this kind of treatment.

This also shows that Madeira is one of the few people in Gin who can be considered absolutely trusted within the organization.

Vermouth was genuinely interested in the fact that Gin had praised such a newcomer who had been with the organization for less than a year.

But based on his current behavior, apart from his somewhat strange personality, she hasn't found anything particularly special about Qi Ming.

Qi Ming chuckled awkwardly upon hearing this, "I didn't expect Lao Qin to care about me so much."

Hmm~ Could Gin really be gay?

How could you talk about me in front of my female colleagues?

If other female colleagues heard this, wouldn't they think they were also graduates of Nantong College?

"But, senior sister Bayonetta, who is Shuichi Akai?"

Vermouth paused for a moment, then chuckled and said, "It seems you really don't know anything at all?"

Vermouth took a memory card out of her handbag and placed it on the table.

"These are some intelligence reports I've compiled specifically for you, about various things our organization has encountered, as well as information about some of our members."

"I've set up a security feature inside. It will automatically destroy itself after you've finished reading it. You should understand what I mean."

"I understand, I understand. And it won't be troublesome. I'll just stay here and watch until I'm done!"

Qi Ming took the memory card, and then, to Vermouth's puzzled look, inserted it...

In the temples?

What the hell?

Vermouth was filled with awe and leaned forward slightly, only to see that Qi Ming had an extra groove on his temple!

Qi Ming noticed Vermouth's gaze and smiled indifferently: "Basic operation, don't worry, I have a Sianweistein system installed in my brain, but I haven't used it yet."

Many members of the organization who saw Qi Ming's outrageous actions showed the same astonished expression as Vermouth.

He's used to it.

Then Qi Ming raised his head, his expression becoming wooden and blank, muttering "Aba aba" repeatedly, before falling silent.

This person seems to be quite strange.

Vermouth thought to herself, lit a cigarette, and waited quietly for Qi Ming.

About half an hour later, Qi Ming's eyes regained their sparkle. He took the memory card off his temple and returned it to Vermouth.

Vermouth picked up the memory card with a strange expression. It was still clean and tidy, without the wet and sticky feeling she had imagined.

How on earth did this guy do it?

Vermouth suppressed her curiosity but didn't ask.

She knew about Madeira and knew that asking these questions would only get her irrelevant answers.

Qi Ming stretched and yawned, feeling incredibly tired.

That's why he hates reading game text; it's too boring.

In addition, Qi Ming still viewed this place through the lens of a trashy game, making reading these materials even more annoying.

However, he now has some understanding of what's happening in the organization and some of its members.

"Senior Sister Bay, is it possible that some criminals have infiltrated our organization among a bunch of undercover agents?"

"They're either catching an undercover agent or on their way to catch one."

Vermouth raised her slender eyebrows, unsure how to respond.

"When it comes to what our organization actually does, it seems like we're involved in everything, yet nothing really seems to be the main focus."

Qi Ming looked around, then moved a little closer to Vermouth and asked softly.

This has always been Qi Ming's biggest question.

The organization covers a wide range of things, but these all feel like side jobs; everything seems to be paving the way for the same goal.

Vermouth chuckled and moved closer to Qi Ming. Qi Ming could already smell the alluring scent of a mature woman emanating from her.

"We are both God and the devil, because we want to reverse the flow of time and bring the dead back to life."

Qi Ming listened, somewhat bewildered.

Here comes the riddle teller.

Why don't you just say that we want to find a way to bring the dead back to life?

"Amazing! I'm truly impressed."

Qi Ming gave a thumbs-up and smiled apologetically.

As expected of a villainous organization, even their ideals are so lofty, though they certainly can't achieve them.

Vermouth shrank back, not wanting to discuss the matter further with Madera.

After a while, Vermouth asked Qi Ming in a low voice, "Madera, my information isn't free. I wonder if you have anything here that might interest me?"

What Vermouth wanted, of course, was information about Qi Ming's strange abilities.

She also believed that Qi Ming would be able to understand her hints and give her the answers she wanted.

Qi Ming was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

Vermouth is really good at handling things.

Having accepted her reward, I definitely have to give her feedback – what a standard NPC template!

Qi Ming pondered for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he got up, took his phone, and went to Vermouth's side.

"Senior Sister Bei, let me show you some screenshots I've collected, which record all sorts of amazing people!"

"Although these were only recently recorded, I guarantee that every single one of them is of top-notch quality!"

Vermouth's eyes were slightly narrowed.

Why did you share this with me?!

I wanted to ask you what the underlying principles are behind those amazing abilities!

Sigh, I really shouldn't have expected him to understand my hints.

"Come here, senior Bayonetta, take a look! This is the first picture I saw today: two Gin and Vodka clones I met on the Shinkansen!"

Hearing Qi Ming's words in her ear, Vermouth had no choice but to follow his train of thought and look at the photo album.

But seeing this actually made her laugh.

"Heh, these two are quite interesting, they're indeed similar to Gin and Vodka!"

"Right?" Qi Ming laughed, then pressed the up button on his phone, and the photo switched to Conan.

Vermouth was taken aback.

Why does this child look so familiar?

"Oh, this photo needs to be linked with the previous photos."

Qi Ming flipped through the photos until he stopped in front of a group photo of a boy and a girl.

"Yes, yes, this is it!"

Vermouth gradually fell silent, her lowered eyes filled with astonishment.

She knew the two people in the photo all too well.

It was Shinichi Kudo and Ran Mouri who had saved her life in New York!