Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

"Vermouth!"

Yin Jiu and Vermouth were concentrating on eating Sukiyaki pot when Gin suddenly walked up to them with vodka in a menacing manner.

"Why are you here?" Vermouth asked knowingly. Seeing Gin sitting next to her, ordering a few snacks, and then picking up the lucky bag from Yinjiu's pot with a bowl, her eyelids twitched slightly. "It seems that someone didn't have enough food. For this kind of thing, just call for takeout. Why come here in person? Oh~ I understand."

Belmodera raised his voice in a high tone with a mocking expression on his face.

Gin also sneered.

"Do you think I came here just to see you?"

"Are you here just to eat?"

The two of them said something completely irrelevant at the same time, and then were both stunned.

It turns out that the two people's train of thought are not on the same channel at all.

Vermouth suddenly chuckled, "I didn't expect you to be so narcissistic, Gin?"

"..." Gin took the two meatballs from Yin Jiu's pot and put them in his mouth to chew. His throat choked, "Each other."

This store belongs to the organization.

He earned the shop rent, he earned the organization funds, and he supported Yin Jiu. Why do you say he was just eating for free?

The two stared at each other silently for a while, then snorted at the same time.

Only Yin Jiu lost two meatballs, and he hugged his small bowl with a look of heartache.

What's going on?!

Why did Vermouth and Gin start arguing?

Yin Jiu looked at Vodka helplessly, only to find that the other party had his head down, as if trying to minimize his presence.

"Mr. Guardian, don't you have a temporary mission today?" Yin Jiu took a sip of barley tea and decided to take the initiative.

Upon hearing this, Gin's sharp eyes immediately turned to Vermouth, and he took out the gun inside his clothes, pressed it under his elbow against Vermouth's waist, "I need an explanation, Vermouth."

"Oh, I'm Xiaojiu's guardian too." Vermouth's face was not panicked at all. "Your car was stopped by the paparazzi for so long and you couldn't get in. What if our little baby got into danger inside? I just acted in an emergency."

"Oh, dangerous?" Gin sneered, "I have reason to suspect that you are planning to collude with the FBI to expose Grenfiddich to them."

"How is this possible?" Vermouth really thought that Gin's paranoia was serious. Is this something a normal person would think of?

Vermouth almost uttered sweet words.

Yin Jiu immediately understood the situation and hugged his head when he saw that something was wrong. "Don't be impulsive! If the father-san and mother-san quarrel, I will be very distressed!"

"Puff!" Vodka spat a mouthful of tea onto the ground beside him, and then started coughing violently.

Gin's hand that was grabbing the meatball shook visibly.

Only Vermouth had experienced it once, so she still had some resistance and immediately continued Yin Jiu's words.

"Okay, okay, Mom will forgive Dad this time." Vermouth was in a good mood. Seeing the waiter coming over with snacks, she pointed at Yin Jiu and said, "Just put it in front of the child. Adults who fight with children for food will not get any snacks."

"Your family has such a great relationship!" The waiter put down the plate and looked at them with envy.

When the waiter came over, Gin had already put away the gun. After what had just happened, he was no longer in the mood to continue arguing.

"Here, Mr. Guardian, have something to eat." Yin Jiu took the initiative to push the newly served fried snacks forward.

However, this time Gin did not pick up his chopsticks. He looked at Vodka who was still wiping away his tears, and then at Vermouth who was serving Yin Jiu food with a matter-of-fact look on her face, even acting like a good wife and mother. "I'm about to vomit."

"Oh? Then maybe it's the early stage of pregnancy." Vermouth glanced at Gin's belly with a half-smile, "Irritable and want to vomit, right?"

"Our second child can be named Martini, which happens to be a cocktail made from Vermouth and gin. Doesn't it sound good?"

"Cough cough cough!" Vodka coughed even more violently, and looked at Vermouth as if he had seen a ghost.

The dinner took an irreversible turn in an outrageous direction after Yin Jiu's words.

After sending Yin Jiu back to the villa, Vermouth lazily leaned on the car and looked at Gin.

"You also like this feeling, right? He grew up from a small ball to what he is now. When he looks at you, his eyes are full of dependence on you."

"The top FBI executives have come to Japan. If we continue to rob him, he could be in danger at any time. How about a settlement?"

The two pairs of eyes with very different temperaments faced each other, and for the first time they emitted extremely similar luster.

Gin silently rolled up the car window, and the sound of the Porsche 356A starting up was heard. At the same time, Vermouth gathered all her hair up and put on a hood.

When the two came out of the corner again, only 'Tomoaki Arata' was left, carrying a convenience store bag and running home in a hurry.

-

"Has the target person made any unusual movements?"

"I went out at night and lost my way."

"But the other party came back on foot."

"Well, it should be time to meet up with the other members. Keep lurking and monitor the target!"

"Yes."

-

The crows had a fulfilling and happy journey, but little Shirley was extremely troubled.

She had been struggling at home for two days. In fact, she and Miyano Akemi were not as familiar as she appeared. Most of the time, her impression of her sister was based more on her own imagination, and even the perfect fantasy formed after the organization's brainwashing.

If Miyano Akemi really wasn't her sister, then what was she...doing?

Haibara Ai shook the test tube absentmindedly. Once upon a time, she also had an ideal. Her ideal was to become a respected and powerful drug researcher like her parents.

At that innocent age when she didn't know good from evil, this was the most correct and greatest thing to do.

Why did it change later?

It’s because of my sister...

The memories of Shirley reappeared in Haibara Ai's mind bit by bit.

"How can the organization allow you to study such harmful drugs?"

'Don't research that drug.'

'How many people do they want you to kill?'

"Stop researching medicine, fall in love, and live a normal life."

"Why do I have to live a normal life?" Huiyuan Ai murmured to herself, "Aren't my parents also researching this medicine?"

'The life of an ordinary person is the truly happy life! '

'You are not free at all!'

"Freedom... Don't I have the right to choose and pursue my own ideals?" Haibara Ai hugged her head, and the test tube in her hand fell to the ground and shattered.

The bright red liquid spread on the tiles, and she suddenly woke up from the nightmare.

Haibara Ai squatted down, picked up the fragments bit by bit, and let the wine-red potion stain her fingers.

"Maybe it's better this way," Huihara Ai gently stroked the liquid on the ground, as if she could see the boy with the same wine-red and silent eyes. "At least I don't know him as an evil researcher in a place like a laboratory."