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

Vermouth watched Conan's expression with interest, but she didn't intend to linger any longer. She stood up and spoke to Ran Mouri.

"Xiao Lan, I'm leaving now."

Ran Mouri's initially high spirits plummeted.

"Oh, are you planning to leave so soon?"

"Hehe." Vermouth came up to Ran Mouri and patted her hair affectionately, which made Conan, who was standing to the side, grit his teeth in annoyance.

"After all, being a police savior isn't easy. See you next time."

Ran Mouri felt the warmth coming from her head and nodded, blushing.

"Oh, right." Vermouth opened the door, poked half her body out, and then suddenly stopped.

"You'd better be careful of that man named Qi Ming, he's dangerous."

Leaving behind a final word of advice, Vermouth left the room without lingering.

“Qi Ming…”

Conan pondered Vermouth's words, clearly not expecting that the person impersonating him would actually mention the name Qi Ming.

Who is he?

Realizing the person had already left, Conan quickly opened the door and chased after them.

However, Vermouth was nowhere to be seen on the street.

"Conan, what are you doing?"

"No, it's nothing."

……

After leaving, Vermouth went to a corner, removed her disguise, and casually went to a bar.

She hesitated before sending Qi Ming a text message.

Vermouth is now very curious as to why the shrunken Shiho Miyano is following him.

I also need to remind Qi Ming about Conan and Ran Mouri. Judging from their behavior today, they've probably become friends with Qi Ming.

But perhaps that's what Xiaolan and the others think, but what do Qi Ming think?

Vermouth couldn't figure out what Qi Ming was thinking.

……

A short while later, a figure walked into the bar.

Even though Vermouth was sitting in a corner that was not easy to spot, the man saw her at a glance and walked straight towards her.

However, even though it was only a dozen steps away, that person could still cause trouble, and Vermouth couldn't help but look slightly uneasy.

Passerby: "Can't you even walk properly? You spilled wine all over my clothes!"

"Huh? Don't you have any manners? Who are you calling a mother? If I say another word, I'll make sure your blood is spilled all over you, you believe me?"

The man pulled out a gun.

Passerby: "Hey, what's with pulling out a toy gun to scare me? Is it a Desert Eagle? Couldn't you at least make a more realistic copy?"

The man fired a shot into the ceiling.

boom!

A loud, muffled thud echoed through the bar, drowning out the background music and the shouts of the people.

The middle-aged man who had argued with the other man swallowed hard as he looked at the bullet holes in the ceiling.

Then everyone panicked and ran out of the bar, leaving only Vermouth and the man who fired the shot.

……

"Tsk, you even doubted that this is fake? Don't you have any common sense?"

"If I wasn't afraid my teacher would faint at the sight of blood, I would have shot you long ago."

After the crowd had all left, Qi Ming looked at Vermouth, quickly grabbed two bottles of expensive wine from the bar, and sat down in front of her.

"What did you call me for, Teacher Da?"

"The car broke down? No problem, I can afford to pay for it. How about two cars? Or three?"

Seeing Qi Ming's unreliable behavior, Vermouth felt a little helpless.

"Madera, you went a bit too far this afternoon. Have you thought about the consequences of being found out?"

"Hehe." Qi Ming chuckled, and seeing Vermouth reach for a cigarette, he quickly took out his own cigarettes and lighter and handed them to her.

"Take mine, mine's stronger."

"And what you just said, Teacher, let alone the consequences, they at least have to find out that I did it."

Vermouth took the lighter, lit it, and then habitually tossed it into her bag.

Qi Ming's statement was indeed true.

Not to mention others, even she, the victim at the time, had no idea how her car suddenly lost control and started moving forward.

Qi Ming took a sip of his drink and asked Vermouth curiously:

"Is there anything else, Mr./Ms.?"

"I want to ask you..."

Before Vermouth could speak, Qi Ming interrupted her.

He then repeated what he had said countless times at the base.

"How did you know I have a younger sister, Teacher Da? Oh, so that's why you came to see me? Thanks for your concern."

"..."

Vermouth silently flicked the ash from her cigarette.

But speaking of my younger sister...

Vermouth thought of the scene earlier that day when she saw Qi Ming taking Ai Haibara away, and she connected the two.

Just as Qi Ming didn't realize Conan was Shinichi Kudo, he also didn't realize that the little girl with brown hair was Shiho Miyano.

Therefore, given his gaming mindset, playing a simulation game seems quite normal.

But how should we remind Qi Ming that the person is actually Shiho Miyano?

Vermouth started to feel a headache coming on.

If Qi Ming had only met Ai Haibara, that would be fine; Vermouth could still find a way to let Qi Ming know the truth.

But Qi Ming has seen Conan before!

In that case, Conan would definitely be suspected by Qi Ming.

Vermouth thought for a moment, then exhaled a smoke ring and slowly said:

"Madera, you seem to care a lot about that younger sister?"

Of course.

Vermouth looked directly into Qi Ming's eyes and spoke.

"But you know, what we fear most is a flaw. What if your adopted sister gets caught by the police, or killed by other enemies in the organization?"

In Vermouth's imagination, Qi Ming might just be playing the role of a pet on a whim, or Ai Haibara might die "accidentally," at worst Qi Ming could just find another pet to raise, it's all the same.

If Vermouth gets an answer like Qi Ming's, she'll have plenty of ways to kill Sherry.

But Vermouth was wrong.

"If something unexpected happens, let's rule out this unlikely scenario for now."

Qi Ming smiled, but the smile was devoid of any warmth.

"In reality, my account was hacked or destroyed by someone else, and there's really nothing I can do about it."

"But it's different here..."

Vermouth inexplicably felt a chill in the air around her.

Qi Ming leaned forward and whispered in Vermouth's ear:

"If I knew who did it, that would be fine, but if I don't..."

"A lot of people are going to die."

Vermouth's heart skipped a beat, but before she could even sense the danger, Qi Ming's body shrank back, and his breathing returned to normal.

"How was my line just now? Wasn't it cool?"

Vermouth did not respond, her head bowed and her expression unpredictable.

It seems we need to reconsider our plan to execute Sherry.

The aura Qi Ming exuded just now was truly terrifying.

"Master, is there anything else you need to tell me?"

Hearing Qi Ming's question, Vermouth casually replied:

"I happened to see you with someone on my way to get my car repaired today. I'm a little curious, do you actually have friends outside of the organization?"

"Well, it's fine if you don't want to say. I'm just curious as a teacher."

Qi Ming was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

"Alright, then let's not talk about it."

"..."

You're really stubborn!