Model worker and his little darling

He could already hear the sound of his spine cracking. He was still a child, and he couldn't bear such a heavy burden.

"Back then, Miyano Akemi's mission was arranged by Gin, and Gin's actions were arranged by the old man. I was just a tool following behind and carrying out orders. How could I have planned all of this?"

Hmph, you think you can make him take the blame all by himself? Dream on.

Hearing that Hirai was shifting the blame, Vermouth laughed heartily.

"Anything else? Continue."

"Back then, those two sisters were disobedient and wanted to escape the organization, so they both took APTX-4869. My parents were there at the time, and when they saw that Miyano Akemi had shrunk, they took her to the lab. As for Sherry, I only found out about her later. Then I told the old man everything, and he told me not to tell you yet."

Vermouth suddenly remembered the bus incident. "Oh? The little girl in red you saved on the bus last time was Sherry, wasn't she? Why didn't you tell me?"

"It's not like after Sherry shrunk, she started doing research on her own initiative because of Conan. The old man thought it would be better to keep her outside. He didn't tell you because he was afraid you would kill her in a fit of anger. Besides, since you came to Japan, you've been clinging to Ran and haven't been paying attention to the research institute. Otherwise, you would have found out long ago."

Seeing Ping Qing's self-righteous demeanor, Vermouth felt helpless and now everything had come out.

"So Conan, Ran, Sherry, and the others were on the organization's radar from the very beginning?"

"Yes, those are two precious little white mice, of course they need to be protected. What, are you worried about them, sister?"

Vermouth sighed. There was nothing more she could do in this state, since she already knew everything she needed to know. Fortunately, the organization wouldn't attack them casually.

Sigh, she originally wanted to protect those two children.

Seeing Vermouth's expression, Ping Qing clenched his fists, now filled with regret for not being able to stop it back then.

"Sister, I know Ran and Conan saved you. But over the years, many people in the organization have saved you, so why aren't they your angels?"

“A stranger, someone with no connection to darkness, saved you. Both are acts of saving, so why are you treating them differently? Saving someone doesn’t need a reason, and you shouldn’t care about the saver’s identity, right?”

"The light is so warm, I want to get closer. But we are ultimately different, and trying to get closer will only hurt me."

"What you perceive as light is salvation, but it could also be a purgatory."

Hearing Pingqing's whisper, Vermouth was momentarily stunned, took a deep breath, and looked at Pingqing in front of her. Her eyes held doubt, distress, and a frantically surging killing intent.

He lit a cigarette, and the swirling smoke shrouded him in mystery, obscuring his expression.

"What if they find out your true identity one day?"

Upon hearing this, Ping Qing instantly regained his composure, smiling innocently, "How could they possibly know? There are also those who overestimate themselves and try to get close to them, but unfortunately..."

Ever since he learned that Conan had a chance encounter with Amuro Tooru, his people have started to take action.

The detective agency, Professor Agasa's house, Eri Kisaki's agency... are all under his surveillance.

Even when Uncle Mori goes out to gamble on horses, or the Junior Detectives go camping, someone is always following and monitoring them. He won't let anyone take advantage of him to cause trouble.

"Sure enough, everyone around there is yours."

With Gin and the old man's indulgence, she had no idea how many people Taira had recruited in Japan.

"Hmm~, I did this to protect them."

To prevent them from getting harassed by the FBI or those mad dogs of the police.

"So, does Xiao Qingqing also want to protect Shirley?"

Seeing Vermouth's ambiguous smile, Pingqing shook her head. "How could that be? I know you want to take action, but if Grandpa agrees, I can help you."

Vermouth glanced at Pingqing. Sherry still had some use to the organization, so how could they let her do this? However, she probably wouldn't mind letting Sherry suffer a little.

"I will no longer interfere in Conan and Ran's affairs. It's enough that they are alive and well."

After all, Ran knows nothing, and as long as Hirai is still with them, she won't do anything. As for Conan, he's all alone now, and under Hirai's surveillance, he can't do anything either.

Moreover, she realized that getting close to them would only bring them danger.

Her presence, Gin's influence, Rum's influence, and his parents' influence were all present in Heikichi's life. Like a complex contradiction, she wasn't sure what crazy things Heikichi might do when he was unhappy.

She had no intention of betraying the organization. Since the organization was aware of their existence, her continued interference would not change anything under these circumstances.

Perhaps Pingqing is right; this was not something she should have hoped for in the first place.

Hearing this, Pingqing was finally satisfied.

To be honest, if things continued like this, he couldn't guarantee what he might do to those two so-called angels.

"Sister, these are your things."

Looking at the bugging device in Heike's hand, she realized it was the one she had left behind when she entered Professor Agasa's house under the pretense of seeking medical treatment.

"Why are you giving me this now?"

“That day, Conan and I thoroughly investigated Agasa’s mansion, and they still haven’t suspected Araide Tomoaki. Moreover, my sister is now the real Araide Tomoaki.”

Vermouth raised an eyebrow slightly. "Then thank you, Qingqing."

That's good, it saves us from something disgusting that might suddenly pop up one day.

"Xiao Qingqing has made so many preparations, what's next?"

She rested her chin on her hand and gave Vermouth a bright smile. "Of course, we'll do it according to my sister's plan. After all, it's been a long time since I played games with them, and I miss it a little."

"it is good."

Having achieved the desired result, Pingqing strode excitedly towards Gin, who was waiting outside. He pounced on Gin and gave him a kiss, saying, "Gin-chan~, I missed you."

Gin had only been there a short time, and seeing the two talking, he didn't interrupt. In his opinion, Vermouth's yearning for light was utterly foolish.

He held down Pingqing, who was frantically rubbing against his neck, and asked, "Have you explained yourself?" Seeing the smile on Pingqing's face, he knew that the child had gotten a satisfactory result.

"Ah."

"Come on, go home."

"Koto-chan~, I'm hungry, I want hot pot, barbecue..."

Seeing Pingqing begin reciting the menu, Gin kissed the corner of his lips and said, "It's late, eating these isn't good for your health."

Watching the two leave hand in hand, Vermouth touched her face, her gaze gradually deepening.