Refuse to allow Conan to join the main storyline

Fujiwara Yuto stared at Vermouth and smiled grimly, "Yeah, who is it? He is not satisfied after killing the old one and wants to kill the young one as well. I really don't know what this person is thinking."

Vermouth's eyes twitched: "...If you know who the murderer is, why not tell me so that I can learn more? I have always wanted to know the truth behind the death of the Miyano couple."

"So you are sure those two are dead? Aren't they missing according to the legend?"

"You just said that the two 'old men' were killed. Have you forgotten that so quickly, Mr. Asakura?"

Vermouth sneered: "In terms of forgetfulness, you are quite like an old man."

Koizumi was originally just guessing, trying to find out from Vermouth the truth about the disappearance of the Miyano couple, and the reason why Vermouth hated the Miyano family.

After all, even if Vermouth promised to tell her everything she wanted to know, it was very likely that these contents would not be included.

Koizumi didn't want to fall out with Vermouth over such a trivial matter just because of his curiosity, so this time he used Fujiwara Yuto's identity to test her out.

However, Bayonetta's defense is really flawless.

Forget it, forget it, I can’t waste time on this kind of thing, let’s get down to business.

Sakurai himself had already bought the drinks and was on his way back.

Fujiwara Yuto's body can't feel the cold, but Sakurai can't.

It's really cold outside.

Now the balcony door is open, and Vermouth is wearing such thin clothes, but she can still endure it without changing her expression. She is really amazing.

Fujiwara Yuto smiled and stopped dwelling on the Miyano couple and changed the subject directly.

"I took away the lost data of the organization. My team is responsible for the later research and development of new drugs. I rescued A073 and then reinserted him into the organization. I will be the drug technology consultant for future new products. Is there any problem?"

Belmode:......

what did he say?

Was it he who rescued A073?

It was clearly me who threw Sakurai out and then picked him up and saved him, without any help from outsiders!

So how did Asakura Mirai know about this?

Did Sakurai tell him?

No, Sakurai just learned the truth from me, so it couldn't be her.

...Yes, he is Ashes, an extremely rare high-level hunter in the dark web. He must have his own intelligence channels.

But he is threatening me by saying this now!

If that gentleman knew that I had disposed of the organization's precious experimental subjects without authorization, then Sakurai's current out-of-control state would be all my responsibility. I can already imagine how that gentleman would react.

Vermouth's grip on the gun handle tightened again and again, and her eyes became increasingly serious.

Just silence him.

He looks defenseless, and just one shot can eliminate this threat!

The doorbell rang suddenly.

This sudden voice was like an alarm bell ringing in Vermouth's ears, instantly breaking her out of her original thoughts.

No, wait.

Regardless of the fact that she has now placed all her hopes on Sakurai, Fujiwara Yuto's words can be interpreted in another way.

He took the responsibility of Sakurai in order to improve the technical channel of the red and white capsules?

With the involvement of Sakurai's identity, this new technology is not just a derivative of the organization's research and development results, but a product combined with some special abilities.

This concept will obviously not be announced to the public and has no meaning to ordinary people. It is just an arrangement for that gentleman!

And if he was willing to take responsibility for Sakurai's disappearance from the laboratory, he would be completely safe.

However, Vermouth just felt unhappy, as if something very important had been taken away from her against her will.

"It seems that you have figured it out."

Fujiwara Yuto stood up abruptly: "Go open the door. Let Sakurai wait in the corridor for too long, people will get suspicious."

As he said this, he stood up and walked to the small balcony, then turned over and jumped down without hesitation.

Belmod:! ! !

She hurried to the balcony.

But in just the blink of an eye, the man had disappeared, blending into the darkness like a ghost, and could not be found at all.

The doorbell rang again.

Vermouth had to give up her futile search and walked quickly to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Koizumi immediately stuffed a paper bag in his hand into her arms: "This is the Pimm's No.1 Cup you asked for. Let me in quickly, it's so cold."

Without waiting for the other party to make way, she couldn't wait to squeeze in from beside Vermouth, timidly, with a chill on her body, her cheeks and ears red from the night wind.

Koizumi first ran to the sofa and took a look to confirm that their experimental subject showed no signs of waking up, then he went to the bedroom door and looked inside: "Is he gone?"

She ran in and closed the balcony door, then dragged out a blanket and covered herself with it: "How was your conversation?"

Vermouth had been watching her every move and now checked the drink in the paper bag.

Yes, it was indeed bought from the bar she specified, and the time and amount on the shopping receipt were correct.

Vermouth put down what was in her hand.

"How did you know each other?"

"I met him when I was in the police academy."

"Are you really an undercover agent sent by the public security department to the organization?"

"Well, that's right."

"...Does he know that you are an undercover agent in the organization?"

"I was saved by him several times when I was seriously injured. What do you think?"

Koizumi sneered: "Besides, you should actually ask who doesn't know my undercover identity."

Belmode:......

Thinking of Koizumi's high-profile revenge against the Metropolitan Police Department during that period, he suddenly laughed: "Rum was actually fooled by you. Haha, you are really a loser."

Then she continued, "That's when you hooked up with him?"

Koizumi shook his head: "No. Later, through various coincidences, I accidentally found out his identity on the dark web. Later, we all wanted to cheat the organization, so we gradually came together."

Koizumi showed a depressed expression on his face and complained: "This guy is a swindler! He cheated me of a lot of important information, but he refused to tell me anything about himself."

Vermouth raised an eyebrow: "You? Will you be tricked?"

Koizumi: "How do you think I trained myself? I was also very innocent when I just graduated from the police academy!"

"…So, this person really exists, and is not just some kind of ability of yours?"

Koizumi glared: "...Sister Bei, you just talked to him for a long time, and you haven't confirmed whether he is a real person?"

Sighing: "It's really a real person! Where can I go to make a living person for you?"

"Is that capsule your ability or the result of his research?"

This time, Koizumi just smiled but didn't answer.

Seeing her expression, Vermouth understood.

Maybe it involves some more confidential information, or it involves her deal with Fujiwara Yuto. Sakurai would not tell her even to her as a collaborator.

This little guy knows exactly what person to use for what job and what to say to whom.

However, no matter what, one thing is certain.

No matter who Fujiwara Yuto is, he is indeed an ally with the same interests as her.

Okay, that's it.

There is no point in pursuing something that is destined to have no answer.

Vermouth thought for a moment, and when he spoke again, he changed the subject: "Go pack your things, we are moving."

"Eh? What are you doing?"

Koizumi was stunned and complained, "I just came back from outside!"

Seeing Vermouth packing up her things, he chased after her and asked, "What about the guy on the sofa in the living room?"

"Just stay here and don't worry about it."

"Won't the waiter find out when he comes to check the room?"

Vermouth showed a sly smile and asked back: "Anyway, I used a fake identity when I registered. And why would someone come to check the room at this time?"

"You're not planning on checking out...Ah!"

Koizumi suddenly understood what Vermouth meant, and his eyes widened: "Are you planning to let that guy pay for your room?"

She looked at the man's attire and said, "This is a five-star hotel. How many days did you stay there? Are you sure he can afford this much money?"

Vermouth sneered: "No money to pay for the room? He has the guts to try to sleep with me."

Koizumi: ...

There is nothing wrong with this method of revenge!

Vermouth suddenly stopped what she was doing, turned around and asked, "Also, I just told you that you need to turn right to go to the bar, why did you turn left?"

Koizumi answered confidently, "I was just thinking of taking a detour to buy you some time, but who would have thought that we would have the same idea. Sister Bei, next time you have any needs, just tell me directly."

She grumbled, "I wanted to stay outside for a while, but it was too cold. When I came back, I saw that your balcony door was still open. Don't you feel cold? You have such a good physique."

Belmode:......

At least what Fujiwara Yuto said was right.

[That kid is smarter than you think].

Forget it, forget it. She should just sit quietly in the theater and wait to watch the performance on the stages, and stop adding drama to herself.

You know what, she is actually looking forward to the rest of the story!