Conan: After teaching the protagonist, they offered their loyalty.

“Cointreau… there are many more eyewitness accounts here…” Vermouth hadn’t finished speaking…

Then everyone else on the street fell to the ground with their hands behind their backs.

"What?" Fuheshen rubbed his wrist and asked.

"It's nothing... How... how did you get here so fast?" Vermouth couldn't help but ask.

Although she knew Shen'er was very strong... she was still very surprised.

She couldn't see anything with her naked eye... the rest of the people were already lying on the ground.

It's obvious... this isn't hypnosis, it's just physical soothing to sleep.

Voxel glanced at Vermouth, "This is hypnosis."

Physical hypnosis makes perfect sense, doesn't it?

"..." Vermouth paused for a moment.

She finally understood why Fuheshchen had such a disdainful attitude towards everything.

She absolutely did not believe in hypnosis... At that speed, she couldn't have detected it with the naked eye.

What does this mean...? The speed of physical movement just now reached the speed of sound.

Moreover... Vermouth glanced at Vohishen's robust physique.

The opponent's body could withstand near-sonic movement... and was completely unharmed. One can imagine how strong that physical body must be.

After entering the building...

Press the elevator button...

After pulling the passerby out of the elevator who was playing on their phone, they got on the elevator themselves.

"Wow...is this how you complete your mission?" Vermouth exclaimed, watching the other's actions.

At the same time... I was also extremely wary.

They acted decisively, disregarded the law, and showed utter contempt for everything.

What if one day... some unknown detective kid really messes with Jundu?

Will he just wipe them out?

What will she do then?

“Given absolute strength, this is the fastest way to solve the problem,” Fuheshen replied.

He physically hypnotized the surrounding security guards... and opened the office door.

"Who are you? Why didn't you knock?" The somewhat overweight middle-aged man sitting in the chair looked up.

boom!

The bullet slammed into the man's head, sliding backward as he moved...

The other person's eyes trembled slightly... seemingly unaware of their impending death, and they lowered their head deeply.

Although Vermouth was somewhat surprised that Coindu hadn't violently torn the other person to pieces, she glanced at Coindu subtly afterward.

The site setup was completed quickly... and then the cash in the safe and the documents in the drawers were organized.

Finally... cover the scene with flammable materials, open the lighter cap... click... a flame bursts out.

Just as I was about to throw it...

"Wait..." Fu Heishen'er frowned slightly and grabbed the other's wrist.

"What's wrong?" Vermouth was startled... She turned to him with feigned concern and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

In reality, she took a few steps back...

I'd heard Gin mention before that... Cointreau has a mental illness, could it be that he's having an episode now?

"How much?" Voxel's eyes were fixed on Vermouth's face.

Belmode:?

Is there something wrong with her ears or with Jundu's brain?

Is it appropriate to ask such a question in this kind of situation?

"If you'd like... let's go somewhere else, maybe then we can be honest with each other." Vermouth's lips curled into a charming smile, seemingly tender...

In reality, she secretly took two steps back.

She's panicking right now... Cointreau is definitely not a Calvados type of person.

'Jundo... seems to have a time perception disorder?'

Inside a tavern, Vodka grinned and pointed to his head.

'Although it's about time... it's actually a matter of the mind...'

Her mind raced back to Furtga's words... Could it be that Cointreau is having a relapse here?

"Change the location? No, right here." Fuheshel tightened his grip slightly. "I'm asking you... how much?"

"You're hurting me..." Vermouth bit her lip gently, like a little girl for the first time in a long time, showing an expression of discomfort. "If you want it... I can give it to you."

"Heh... I'm not the kind of person without principles." Fuheshen sneered. "I don't want the cheap stuff. How much is this lighter?"

Upon hearing this, Vermouth's expression turned strange. She pinched her flat stomach with her fingers to barely suppress a 'ha' sound.

“This lighter… costs only a little over 500,000 yen…” Vermouth forced herself to calm down. “If you want it… I have more models.”

Activate skill...feed.

Upon hearing this, Fuheishen's pupils contracted slightly... He picked up the lighter and asked, "It's so expensive, you're willing to throw it away?"

Judging from the other party's actions just now, after Vermouth rubbed the lighter to create a flame, she prepared to destroy it along with the corpse.

"What else... Gin will reimburse me anyway." Vermouth sighed, looking at the seemingly normal Viktor. "Besides, I'm tired of that lighter..."

"..." Fuheshner lit a tissue with a lighter... threw it onto flammable materials, and walked outside.

I remember Gin mentioning to himself before why the other person was so stingy.

That's because... there are too many places within the organization that require money.

Adhering to the principle that the organization is like family, Gin's salary is generally returned to the organization.

When completing tasks outside the office... I never need to claim expenses.

Fuhei Shen'er initially disdained it... thinking it was just a way to fool him.

But... now, he has no choice but to believe it.

That's terrible... Gin.

Watching Voxel leave... Vermouth pressed herself against the door, her chest heaving noticeably...

Although this operation was somewhat dangerous (referring to Cointreau)

But she discovered a terrible secret...

To appease Jundu... it seems like feeding him would be enough.

The problem is, I don't know where the other party's bottom line is.

She quickly caught up with Fuhesh.

“You seem very happy.” Voxel looked at Vermouth, whose lips were slightly upturned.

“Ah…yes.” Vermouth removed the human skin, revealing Chris’s face. A smile curved her lips as she tidied her hair. “I’ve discovered a very important secret…”

It is indeed a very important secret...

“Is that so…” Voxel glanced at Vermouth, a grin spreading across his face. “There are many more secrets you haven’t discovered yet.”

What would Vermouth think if she found out that her Angel and Coolguy had joined the organization?