Conan's grammatical investigator

Chapter 1301 The Angel Who Fell into Hell

Memories of death came to his mind. Qin Zhibo still remembered that two men in black appeared in front of the car door and took Vermouth away.

Then he fired three shots into the car.

Because he was in a semi-comatose state at the time, he couldn't tell exactly where the bullet hit.

At this moment, the crowd behind burst into screams.

"gun……"

"It's a pistol!"

Qin Zhibo looked back and saw a bystander who saw a pistol in the back seat of the white car and was screaming.

This pistol was the same one taken from two members of the organisation on Vauxhall Bridge.

Qin Zhibo immediately realized that something was wrong. If a gun was found in the car, it would be difficult to escape from the police in a short time.

But if it was Mary herself, with her identity, she should be able to escape the police investigation.

then……

Qin Zhibo didn't say a word. While other passers-by were distracted, he suddenly stood up from the ground, pushed away the onlookers, and ran towards the street in front of him.

After Qin Zhibo ran more than ten meters, passers-by suddenly realized that the pistol in the car was related to Qin Zhibo and that he might be a criminal, and they all shouted.

"catch him!"

"Catch him now!"

But at this time Qin Zhibo had already run into the alley, and after turning a few corners, he got rid of the enthusiastic London citizens behind him.

He took off the human skin mask on his face, took off his black windbreaker and threw it into the trash can, immediately changing into a new identity.

"Damn it..."

"The cooked duck flew away..."

Qin Zhibo held the wall with one hand and punched the wall with the other hand.

His and Mary's original plan was to capture Vermouth and quickly take her to a remote place for interrogation.

After obtaining sufficient intelligence, it will be handed over secretly to MI6 for disposal.

But I didn't expect that Vermouth actually had an accomplice...

Those men in black who rescued her should also be members of the organization.

The action was so quick, did Vermouth deploy other support near Vauxhall Bridge?

No.

Qin Zhibo shook his head and denied this guess.

If there were other members of the organization on the bridge at that time, they would not have watched me take Vermouth away.

But if that was not the case, the only possibility was that Vermouth was equipped with a transmitter; when the location of the transmitter deviated from Vauxhall Bridge, it aroused the suspicion of the organization members.

  Is there a transmitter on Vermouth?

Qin Zhibo narrowed his eyes slightly and thought as he walked.

I hadn't checked Vermouth's body before because I thought that given Vermouth's position in the organization, no one would be able to put a transmitter on her.

Unless it was an "insurance" that Vermouth had set up in advance...

However, this action was also initiated by Vermouth.

From her point of view, she should be the one taking the initiative. As long as Mary dared to show up, she could just kill her directly. There was no reason to set up such unnecessary insurance.

As for his anti-phishing plan, only Mary and I knew about it and it was absolutely impossible for it to be leaked.

Therefore, it is highly likely that a transmitter was placed in Vermouth without her knowledge.

And since this person can place such a thing on Vermouth, his status in the organization should be higher than Vermouth.

  So he is the boss of the organization?

Only he could do this...

……

Inside the speeding Hummer, a beautiful face slowly opened its eyes.

"you're awake?"

Vermouth moved her body subconsciously, but she felt pain all over her body, especially her shoulders.

She could only give up moving her whole body and instead tilt her head weakly to the side.

On the other side of the back seat, a woman wearing glasses was fiddling with a flat-screen monitor in her hands, crossing her legs, looking very leisurely.

The moment she saw the woman's face, Vermouth's pupils suddenly shrank and her mouth opened slightly, as if she had seen something particularly terrifying.

"Why, why is it you?"

“Shirley…”

The woman turned her head, and the reflective lenses of her glasses gradually lost their luster. The dark green pupils under the lenses were somewhat lively, but more importantly, they were elusive and deep.

"Shirley?"

"Oh, you mean my former organization code name..."

"But I'm not using this code name now~"

The woman smiled, turned her head, and continued to operate the tablet in her hand without saying a word.

Vermouth frowned and stared at the woman in front of her.

Although her body had not yet recovered, her brain had not suffered much damage, and everything about this woman naturally emerged in her mind.

Shirley, a scientist at the organization, was primarily responsible for developing the predecessor drug to APTX-4869.

His real name should be...

Elena Miyano.

  why her?

Didn't she die in that laboratory fire seventeen years ago?

Vermouth's eyes were full of vigilance as she scanned the entire interior of the car, looking for anything that could be used as a weapon.

A pistol would be best...

"If it's a weapon, then there's no need to look for it, because there's no need..."

"I came here to rescue you on the orders of 'that Lord'."

"After all, you are a rare and important talent in the organization, and you are also the 'child's mother'."

After hearing the woman's words, Vermouth's eyes widened even more.

"What are you talking about, my Lord?"

"Yes..." Miyano Elena turned her head and said seriously: "If you want to know how I found you, the answer is that there is a transmitter in your phone."

"Remember what that adult said in the text message he sent you?"

"Short message?"

Vermouth's expression was dazed, and she couldn't remember when it happened.

Looking at Vermouth, Miyano Elena was startled, and then she murmured with a dull expression, "So that's how it is, you didn't receive that text message..."

She turned her head and continued to stare at the tablet. "In short, I gave you too much freedom before, that adult..."

"No, I decided to take some back."

Still in surprise, Vermouth looked at the profile of the woman named "Miyano Elena".

Without a doubt, this person was the most hated person in her life.

It was the medicine she invented that left an indelible shadow in her heart for the rest of her life.

Countless late nights, Vermouth would be awakened by the terrible shadow in her dream, and could only fall asleep again with the help of alcohol.

She had fantasized countless times that she could personally kill the enemy who gave her everlasting beauty and endless nightmares. However, 17 years ago, news of a laboratory fire shattered her fantasy forever.

For this reason, she took out all her anger on the person who inherited the name "Sherry", that is, the daughter of Miyano Elena.

However, this plan failed not long ago due to various unexpected factors.

"Do not……"

"What I want to know is, why are you still alive?"

Vermouth slightly suppressed her surprised expression. She didn't want her enemy to see her looking embarrassed and nervous.

However, Miyano Elena was operating the tablet quickly with both hands and ignored her.

After the atmosphere was silent for a few seconds, Miyano Elena turned her head and smiled faintly.

"Isn't this a common occurrence?"

"In order to avoid the risk of being investigated, the organization makes someone disappear from this world in a reasonable way..."

Looking at Elena Miyano's indifferent attitude, with a hint of contempt in her chuckle, the fire of resentment in Vermouth's heart burned fiercely.

She used all her strength and threw herself towards Miyano Elena.

But before she could grab Elena Miyano's hair, she felt a sharp pain in her shoulder and was forced to stop.

It was Elena Miyano who first pinched the gunshot wound on Vermouth's shoulder with her hands. Blood oozed out of the wound, which had just stopped bleeding not long ago, and seeped through the bandage at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ah~~!"

A scream of pain echoed throughout the carriage.

Vermouth's body involuntarily spasmed violently in the direction of pain, and her buttocks slid from the seat to the ground.

"You were just injured, so it's best not to move. It would be bad if your injury gets worse..."

Elena Miyano looked down at Vermouth, just like when they first met in the organization's laboratory.

This is also the beginning of all nightmares...

"By the way, let me show you something..."

Elena Miyano tapped the tablet a few times, then handed it to Vermouth, who was sitting helplessly on the ground between the seats due to the severe pain.

Inside the tablet is a video screen with moderate resolution.

The picture faces the spectator seats of a sporting event, and in the center is a woman in sunglasses holding a bag of teddy bears.

To the left of the woman sat a little blond boy, and to the right sat a handsome man with a triangular beard.

However, Vermouth's eyes did not fall on these people.

She saw the back row of seats for these people.

In the back row of seats, there was a striking-looking girl with horned hair, and a little boy with glasses who sat on his seat with his legs not even touching the ground.

It’s Angel and cool guy!

"How about it?"

“Were you surprised to see a familiar face?”

Elena Miyano, who was standing next to her, held her chin with one hand, rested her elbows on her knees, and looked at Vermouth's extremely shocked face with a playful look.

"These are the people you met when you disguised yourself as a doctor in Japan, right?"

"They are now on Centre Court at Wimbledon, watching the women's singles final..."

"Of course, it won't be long before a bomb explodes right in front of them."

"And it's somewhat ironic that you were the one who gave this bomb to that man..."

Elena Miyano's words suddenly brought back Vermouth's memories from a year ago.

A year ago, the organization's boss ordered her to approach a man named "Hades" and provide him with any necessary help.

So, Vermouth changed her name to Hestia, became a down-and-out female mercenary, and successfully approached Hades.

After learning that Hades wanted to avenge his deceased mother, Vermouth also provided him with intelligence, bombs, disguise props, etc. in accordance with the organization's requirements.

Until recently, she followed the organization's instructions and faked her own death to escape a police raid that she had known about in advance, completely shedding her identity as "Hestia".

She originally thought that the mission was over and didn't pay attention to the follow-up.

Unexpectedly, the sequel to this incident happened like this...

"Is it Hades?" Vermouth tried to keep her tone as calm as possible and looked up to ask.

Miyano Elena fiddled with her nails gently, with a noncommittal attitude.

Seeing this, Vermouth asked again: "Why do you do this?"

"Why did you bring these people here? And why did you tell me this?"

“I’m not familiar with them…”

This is a lie.

Of course, Vermouth is very familiar with these people, at least from her own perspective, at least she is very familiar with Mouri Ran and Conan.

One is Angel, who saved himself, the "silver-haired killer", in New York last year.

The other one is the one who lends a helping hand to him together with Angel, and is also the cool guy after Kudo Shinichi becomes small.

It was these two young people who brought a ray of light worth paying attention to into their dark life.

It was not until that moment that Vermouth realized that there were real angels in the world.

Rather than an angel who has fallen into hell...

"No, you are familiar with it."

Elena Miyano stopped fiddling with her fingernails and looked down at Vermouth's face.

"According to the intelligence obtained by the organization, you could have decisively dealt with the two witnesses at the dock, but they are still alive in the end..."

"That girl named Mao Lilan went to New York last year. She met you once through the introduction of Fujimine Yukiko."

"After learning about these things, the elder was a little worried that you might not be loyal enough to the organization now..."

After hearing what Elena Miyano said, Vermouth's expression suddenly changed and she began to defend herself.

"No!"

"That time, someone from the FBI came out to mess things up, and I didn't have time to deal with them!"

"And last year in New York, I only met him once because we were acquaintances, that's all!"

Vermouth's tone was urgent.

But Elena Miyano just stared at Vermouth's face calmly, then leaned back, her back against the backrest of the back seat, and said coldly.

"If this happened to any other member of the organization, they would have been executed long ago without even having the chance to explain themselves..."

"But the adult will not easily kill you considering that you are the 'child's mother'."

"So, since everything is just a coincidence as you said, then just treat this as an insignificant 'punishment'."

Miyano Elena's body leaned back, and her tightly closed lips obviously would not give any further explanation.

Besides, the decisions that "that adult" has made have always been unquestionable.

After realizing this, Vermouth could only watch Ran Mouri and the others on the tablet, her slender fingers pinching until they turned pale.

At this moment, Mao Lilan and others were unaware that danger was around them and were still immersed in the almost one-sided tennis final.

Only Conan frowned, his focus not on the court, but on why Qin Zhibo didn't answer the phone.

Suddenly, his cell phone vibrated in his trouser pocket.