I'm writing a fictional immortality script in Detective Conan.

A chilly wind blew by, and the phone in his pocket vibrated. Vodka silently moved aside and looked down to check the message his older brother had sent.

The two men, exuding a menacing aura, remained standing there. Vodka, sensing the danger, tossed out a message saying, "Our elder brother told us to stay in the annex next door and await further instructions," and quickly walked away to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

Kuromon Haruya pressed the heel of his leather shoe against the tape, making a "squeak, squeak" sound as he crushed it, his smile remaining calm and composed.

He glanced at Calvados, who seemed to have gone mad, and sighed inwardly; this little trick couldn't scare him.

There was neither love nor desire in their eyes just now. Gin's acting skills have improved considerably, but there's still room for improvement. Kuromon Haruya wasn't sure of their motives, but she wouldn't let that throw her off balance.

'I never expected to witness the legendary "Martini" meme here.'

After all, comics are comics and reality is reality. With his influence, it's still uncertain whether these two are the "Vermouth" and "Gin" from the original work.

Although Gosho Aoyama did depict a metaphorical relationship between Vermouth and Gin in the original work, the two were indeed a handsome couple, well-matched, and childhood friends who knew each other well, making their relationship reassuring. Even if it was just a partnership based on mutual benefit, their cooperation would give them an advantage in organizational struggles...

But how could such a thing be possible? There couldn't possibly be some mysterious "Science Fiction" power that made them suddenly fall in love, could there?

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"Holy crap!" A perfectly pronounced Chinese phrase escaped his lips. Black Gate, ignoring Calvados beside him, leaned against a large tree in the courtyard, lost in thought.

Although the possibility is extremely slim, what should he do if Vermouth and Gin really do start dating?!

"As an enlightened patriarch, should I support their freedom to choose their partners?"

Faced with this emotional problem, even his brain working at full speed was of no use: "Although I adopted both of them and they are not related by blood, which does not violate biological ethics, you are siblings! Doing this goes against family ethics!"

Among the countless memories of elites and wealthy people he absorbed, no one knew how to deal with an adopted son and daughter being together!

"It hasn't been long, maybe they haven't even started yet... How about we have Sugrid launch a missile at Shizuoka to deal with the symptoms first?"

The babbling in a foreign language flew out at high speed. If Calvados hadn't heard Chinese before, he would have thought Butber was chanting incantations.

He was already quite depressed, and the noise only made him more irritable.

"Butbel, can't you just be quiet!"

Upon hearing his voice, the figure crouching under the tree seemed to only then realize what was happening, and slowly raised their head, stood up, and looked at him.

Kuromon Haruya raised his wrist to catch the crow that fell from the sky. The crow obediently jumped onto his shoulder, its little beak affectionately combing his hair that was messed up by the cold wind, and whispering in his ear.

The moment Butber looked up, Calvados saw those eyes as deep as black holes, but he quickly lost interest in reviewing them.

“Calvados, come to me.”

The mere presence of that man sent chills down his spine; his gentle breath carried a chilling, wintery air, exuding an imposing, unyielding authority.

"Tell me about the current situation within the organization, and what my lovely children are planning."

On the snow-covered eaves, several young birds were carried by their elders to the window frame to fulfill their mission as lookouts.

Vermouth sipped her wine, her fingertips twirling on the files on the table.

[Hanzawa Makoto was born in Izumo City, Shimane Prefecture.]

She came to Tokyo for unknown reasons, and her whereabouts are unknown after her father was imprisoned. Her resume at each age is complete yet ordinary (Note: too ordinary).

The reason for joining the organization is unclear, and the recommender is Sugrid…

Asano Minami was born on Tsukikage Island in the Izu Peninsula of Shizuoka Prefecture.

The Aso family was wiped out in 1933, but he survived because he was hospitalized in another city due to poor health (Note: the hospital has gone bankrupt and related information is unavailable). He was later adopted (the orphanage also went bankrupt due to mismanagement) and changed his surname to Asai.

Months ago, he joined the organization to carry out his revenge; his recommender was Sugrid…

“I have conducted on-site investigations of the hometowns of both of them. The former’s life trajectory is ordinary and complete, while the latter has many breaks.”

Vermouth rubbed her temples and sighed, "I can't access Butbel's file, and as for Calvados... it's unlikely."

“Vermouth, anyone can get that kind of information.” Gin sat calmly on the sofa, arms crossed. “Are you looking for information of the same level?”

Over the years, they've clashed hundreds, if not thousands, of times; Vermouth is already quite adept at it.

Bathed in Gin's disgusted gaze, she rested one hand on the table, her smile sly and alluring:

"Consider this a free New Year's gift from your older sister, Jin-chan~ Didn't you come here for Butbel this time? As your trader, isn't it perfect to have basic information as an appetizer?"

This meeting was proposed by Gin, so the initiative was naturally in her hands as the invitee.

After all, given the organization's global reach, Calvados was merely a dispensable figure, not worth her verification.

Anyone who could make Gin go to such lengths must be no ordinary person; it's just a matter of how much he's willing to offer, and...

"Perhaps that gentleman has already left his homeland and gone to the West to search for ancient sites, just like he did decades ago."

Although Japan is the organization's nominal headquarters, its period of rapid development has only lasted for the last decade. Before that, their main areas of activity were located in European countries.

Gin remained noncommittal about her doubts.

He got up, opened the door, took a file folder from Vodka who was waiting outside, and threw it onto the negotiating table:

“Butber’s experience, plus some information about that drug. I need your memory of the accident seventeen years ago.”

“Impossible.” Vermouth slammed down her glass, rejecting the offer without a second thought. “Information about that gentleman… we can’t possibly discuss it. Don’t tell me you’re thinking of cracking the memory lock like Pisco did; that’s just plain stupid.”

When Pisco was mentioned, a hint of mockery appeared on Vermouth's face.

Both she and Gin received the task of eliminating this "veteran." No one expected that, following the Miyano sisters, the first legitimate member used as a warning to others would be him!

Those who can survive in an organization are not simple. Old-school people like Pisco, who have worked hard even if they haven't made any great contributions, can enjoy a worry-free life of wealth and honor as long as they behave themselves and wait until retirement.

It takes skill to play a winning hand so badly.

Gin exhaled a puff of smoke to conceal his brooding gaze, reached into the file, pulled out the first page, and pointed to the section on kinship:

"Butbel, whose real name is Kuromon Haruya, is the son of Kuromon Miwa."