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

We are both God and the devil.

Vermouth once said this.

At that time, Qi Ming asked what the organization did, and Vermouth told him just that.

Looking back now, Vermouth only feels deep regret and shame.

Why did I say such pretentious things back then?

What God or what devil? Aren't they just conducting dangerous experiments outside the law?

Ultimately, it's because she's a mystic.

For mystics, being fashionable is quite important.

I'll speak ghost language to people and human language to ghosts. Anyway, if you ask me, I'll tell you some profound and mysterious things and let you figure it out yourself.

What's the result now?

Overturned.

The person next to me is even more fashionable than I am.

Vermouth always felt that Qi Ming was probably thinking about that at that time.

Are there really gods and demons who only dare to appear in the gutter and dare not even reveal their own identities?

Look at the big kid sitting in the car right next to me, showing off his wrists without any restraint in front of the public.

This is the real demon!

Qi Ming was currently busy checking De Rosso's energy and ammunition reserves on the panel, so he didn't have time to pay attention to Vermouth.

Otherwise, one could see a very faint blush on this mystic's face.

Qi Ming yawned and looked out the window curiously.

"But come to think of it, five minutes have passed and the police still haven't sent anyone over?"

Based on past experience, armed helicopters and police cars should arrive within three minutes of him doing something like this.

However, even after 5 minutes, there were still no flashing red or blue lights on the street below.

"Have you forgotten that you completely destroyed the local Metropolitan Police Department? With your hometown gone, the police's response time will inevitably be greatly slowed down."

Vermouth said to Qi Ming with a helpless expression.

Gin had already informed all members of the organization about the destruction of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why the Self-Defense Forces would be alerted and take action against Qi Ming.

Upon hearing Vermouth's words, Qi Ming was taken aback.

Makes sense!

Since their main base has already been destroyed, it's understandable that they react a little slower.

Perhaps because of Vermouth's reminder, Qi Ming realized that doing so could actually delay the police's response.

After all, the main storyline hadn't been released yet, and no official personnel were blind enough to jump up and down in front of him.

He's a good citizen; he wouldn't do something like attacking the Metropolitan Police Department.

Furthermore, according to conventional thinking, the wanted system is invincible and unbeatable.

Even if you open it, it will cause explosions wherever it goes.

But once you're labeled a wanted person, no matter where you run to, there will always be a pursuit team chasing you relentlessly, and the wanted star will never be removed.

Qi Ming seemed to suddenly remember something important, abruptly turned to look at Vermouth, and then asked:

"Ms. Bei, do you know where the headquarters of the Self-Defense Forces is located?"

Faced with Qi Ming's sudden question, Vermouth was slightly taken aback and asked in return, "...What do you want to do with this question?"

"I was just asking casually."

Qi Ming responded with a grin, but Vermouth couldn't tell that Qi Ming was just asking a simple question.

Is this guy thinking of attacking the Self-Defense Forces?

If he actually does it, he has a way to escape.

But the organization would definitely be finished!

The world was originally in a balance between black and white, and the reason their organization was able to operate in Japan for so long was because they had the support of high-ranking government officials.

If you really attack the Self-Defense Forces, it's like flipping the table and leaving everyone starving. There's no need for that!

“Madera, your idea is a bit too dangerous, I think…”

"I didn't think anything, don't overthink it. I have a deep love for this land."

Qi Ming responded to Vermouth with a very serious expression, and then accidentally pressed the launch button on the control panel.

A missile was suddenly launched and hit a government building with precision.

"..."

Vermouth's lips twitched slightly.

Wow, your way of expressing love is really something!

buzzing-

Qi Ming and Vermouth were chatting back and forth.

Several dark shadows appeared in the distance, hurtling towards them at an astonishing speed.

As the roar of the propellers grew closer, Qi Ming stopped chatting and turned his gaze toward the direction from which the sound came.

There are three armed helicopters.

Qi Ming checked the time: 7 minutes.

Then he looked out the window at some wounded soldiers lying on the ground, their fate unknown.

At that moment, a dozen or so ambulances finally drove up from the distant street with their lights flashing.

what is this?

People are about to die before you come over?

Are you really coming over to sweep the floor?

As the armed helicopter drew closer, Vermouth, sitting to the side, frowned slightly.

Is this guy going to get into another fight with these people later?

Fortunately, Vermouth only saw Qi Ming reach out and press a button on the car, and De Rossi suddenly flew in the exact opposite direction from the helicopter.

Make the road muddy!

Seeing that Qi Ming had no intention of making another move, Vermouth breathed a deep sigh of relief.

Looking back on everything that happened today, it really feels quite magical.

First she was captured by a group of people, and then she was saved by Qi Ming, who had come back from the dead, in a way that she couldn't understand at all;

He stumbled upon Shuichi Akai and Jodie, a flaw left behind by his own negligence years ago, and also indirectly participated in Qi Ming's bombing operation...

Of course, she could accept all of this.

The only thing she couldn't accept was that Shiho Miyano was sitting right next to her, so close that she felt a little uncomfortable.

Perhaps nothing will surprise me again.

Just as Vermouth was beginning to relax, a cool breeze suddenly blew by.

She subconsciously turned her head to look, and her eyes, which had just regained their composure, widened again.

All that could be seen was Qi Ming, who had already reached out and pushed open the car door, with half of his body already sticking out of the car.

"what are you up to?"

Qi Ming shrank back and laughed.

"The last few fireworks."

As if by magic, Qi Ming conjured a spear out of thin air...

Perhaps it could be called a spear, though Vermouth herself wasn't quite sure.

The spear's appearance was truly bizarre.

It appeared to be made not of ordinary steel, but of some kind of strange bone.

The bone spurs twisted and turned, arranged in a peculiar spiral shape.

Vermouth frowned.

Let's set aside for now how this spear suddenly appeared in his hand.

矛？

Fucking ah?

What does setting off fireworks have to do with carrying a spear?

However, Vermouth understood the next second.