Model worker and his little darling

A car was speeding down the street, heading towards the disguised building where the FBI had passed.

James was deep in thought with his eyes closed. The men had already been deployed, and he hoped to get some different information. The most important thing now was tonight's operation.

The target this time is the organization's Thousand-Faced Witch—Vermouth.

They sacrificed a lot of manpower in their efforts to track down this mysterious woman.

The car stopped quickly.

At the same time, the sniper lying prone on the building opposite smirked.

"The prey has arrived."

Gradually focusing on James's heart.

"boom--"

Unfortunately, the shot missed because James happened to be crouching down to pick something up.

Seeing this, the people on the building left immediately.

Carmel rushed over and pulled James to hide behind the car.

"This place has been exposed."

James had a bad feeling. "I guess Akai and Jodie are in trouble too. Let's get out of here."

at this time--

"boom!"

A violent explosion rang in their ears, and a blinding flash of light, accompanied by a scorching shock, swept towards them.

The tinnitus gradually dissipated, and the air was filled with smoke and ash.

"Cough cough..."

James coughed twice, his gaze falling on the ruins before him, a complete wasteland still stained with flames and blood.

Under the cold moonlight, an untimely flame flickered with an eerie light.

I wonder how Carmel is doing, and what about the people who were originally in the building?

Unfortunately, he is now completely unable to move, and his hands and legs are in excruciating pain.

It seems that the organization knew about their actions during this period. They truly are unimaginable monsters.

Numerous countries have sent elites into the organization, but the losses have been heavy, and the information they have received is often insufficient. Even elites who have been undercover for years are unable to obtain the deepest details.

They have also conducted several operations against this organization, with both successes and failures.

But that organization still exists, and seems to be getting stronger.

My consciousness grew increasingly hazy, and my eyelids grew heavier and heavier. It seemed I was going to die here today.

at the same time--

Amuro Tooru looked at the familiar streets and shops. This was the place he had come to with Mishika yesterday, the place where Akai Shuichi had stayed.

Thinking of Yu Lu's irritating tone, the so-called mission was to come and blow up this place.

I walked along the base of the wall; perhaps I could find something here. If I didn't, there was no loss.

"boom!"

He pulled down his hat brim and quickly left the area.

The same scene kept repeating itself on this turbulent night.

An unassuming factory, a small Western-style building...

They seem unrelated, but they are all connected to the FBI.

……

"What? Not dead?"

Ping Qing's eyes widened. He knew he had prepared a large number of bombs, specifically to kill James.

Just in case, they even arranged for Calvados to snipe him, and now they're telling him he's not dead?

Even Shuichi Akai and Jodie have fallen into his hands. Isn't James going a bit too far?

The failure to achieve the expected result left Hirakiyo feeling frustrated, as if all his efforts over the past few months had been in vain.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

The member took a deep breath; he didn't know how anyone could survive such a massive explosion. He quickly recounted what he had seen, otherwise he feared Yu Lu would dissect him on the spot.

"After the explosion, someone appeared and took James away. Although he was covered in blood, he should be alive. We were originally tracking that person, but we were shaken off."

Pingqing stroked his chin. Had a mysterious person rescued James?

"Is Carmel dead?"

"He's dead. It looks like he protected James at the last moment."

Fortunately, at least there were some gains.

"Where else?"

Don't even mention that telling him to blow up a base resulted in an accident.

He monitored what James overheard, along with the FBI intelligence Vermouth obtained from Judy. Thinking he was going to pull off something big, he ordered everyone to set off fireworks to avoid annoying people all the time.

"Royal Deer!"

Upon hearing Gin's voice, Hirakiyo waved for the others to leave and quickly walked towards Gin.

"Koto-chan~, what's wrong?"

"The boss has something to say."

Taira no Kiyoshi: ...

It's almost midnight, and the old man doesn't know to go to sleep earlier. What important thing does he have to say now? Can't he do it tomorrow?

Soon, the screen lit up.

Ping glanced at it and then stopped caring. He was still upset about not being able to kill James, and who knew if James would suddenly pop up and disgust him.

Listening to Vermouth's report on the operation, Pingqing inexplicably thought of the female lead in a recent popular gangster movie. Should he follow suit and create one too?

"The Boss's Beloved," "Vermouth's Secret," "Lord Rum's Forced Love," "The Black Boss's White Moonlight," "The Organization's Secrets," "An Undercover Agent's Love-Hate Relationship with His Nemesis"...

Various melodramatic scenarios kept playing out in his mind, and bringing them into the real world made them even more exciting.

Seeing that Heikiri was in a daze, Gin pinched Heikiri's arm.

"hiss……"

Hirai, who was happily lost in his daydreams, winced in pain and looked at Gin with a bewildered expression.

"what happened?"

Gin frowned; he hadn't used much force.

Hirai shook his head. "It's nothing. Akai Shuichi hit me just now."

Shuichi Akai immediately adopted a desperate stance, and although he was injured, every move he made was deadly.

If it weren't for Gin's special training during this period, he would have been kicked away by Shuichi Akai long ago. He still managed to take the hits with a tranquilizer dart made by Professor Agasa, but he still took several solid punches.

Upon hearing this, Gin only wanted to shoot Shuichi Akai dead.

Sensing the killing intent emanating from Gin, Taira no Kiyoshi nudged him, saying, "It's alright."

"Akai Marie!"

Vermouth spoke calmly. Although it was just a child, she wouldn't forget that look in his eyes. She was the one who fed him that APTX-4869. With Sherry and Conan as precedents, it wasn't unacceptable that Akai Mary had shrunk.

Ok?

Ping Qing stiffly turned his head to look at the screen, which showed a photo of a little girl's profile.

Short, wavy blond hair and dark green eyes.

He then looked at Vermouth. If he remembered correctly, these two beauties had been playfully kissing on Vauxhall Bridge in London.

Unfortunately, he didn't get to see that exciting scene. Little did he know that the old man had already found out about her.

"Find her and bring her back."

Karasuma Renya's voice carried a hint of amusement. Ever since he learned of Sherry and Shinichi Kudo's ordeal, he had been investigating those who had taken APTX-4869 to see if there were any other similar cases, and sure enough, he found one.

The more people who survive, the greater the likelihood of the research being successful.

Ping Qing blinked. This was an MI6 agent. Even shrunk, she was still agile and had exceptional deductive reasoning skills. Bringing her back wouldn't be easy.