I'm in Conan, I'm not a gangster

Chapter 391 Vermouth's Plan (2 Updates)
At 3:17 a.m., Vermouth was awakened by the vibration of her phone.

"Lady Vermouth, intruders have been detected in the laboratory area." The voice on the other end of the phone was deliberately lowered: "Two targets have been apprehended, but the situation is somewhat unusual."

“Okay, I’ll go check it out right away.” After ending the call, Vermouth tapped her long, slender fingers lightly on the silk sheets.

The lab's alarm system was upgraded just last week; anyone capable of breaching such a defense is no ordinary person.

She got out of bed and went downstairs, changing into her work clothes as she pondered.

Who could it be? An FBI agent? The ever-present ghost of Shuichi Akai?

She quickly tied up her blonde hair in front of the mirror. The woman in the mirror still looked sleepy, but her purplish-gray pupils had become sharp as knives.

No, if it were Akai, those idiots wouldn't be able to catch him at all.

Could it be that the handsome young man, driven by curiosity, came running over?
This doesn't make sense... I've already warned him not to go to the back mountain unless necessary.

Filled with doubts, Vermouth changed her clothes and, wearing high heels, left the room to head to the observation room used to detain and observe experimental subjects.

When Vermouth entered the observation room and saw Conan and Heiji, her heart skipped a beat; she was extremely surprised!
She didn't understand how the two men had sneaked in, but she still pretended to be annoyed at being woken up.

"Two little brats? You're not kidding me, are you?" Vermouth looked at the security captain with a questioning gaze.

"They sneaked in by hiding under the chassis of the transport truck," the security captain said obsequiously. "They somehow got their hands on a handgun, and we found videos on their phones. It's obvious they were prepared!"

"I see..." Vermouth didn't rush to speak, but slowly lit a cigarette, as if trying to clear her head.

She knew she couldn't show even the slightest intention to protect the two of them, otherwise she would be caught red-handed later!

Moreover... after catching the intruder, according to regulations, the other party should notify Rum, the person in charge, immediately. There is no need to report to the person in charge of intelligence.

unless………

With this in mind, Vermouth had an idea.

After exhaling a few puffs of smoke, she said, "These kinds of things should just be handled according to the rules. You don't need to notify me, right?"

The security captain smiled obsequiously and said, "That's true, but I think it's already so late. Calling Lord Rum would disturb his rest."

"Besides, they are just two children. There is no need to make such a fuss. We can just treat them as experimental subjects and dispose of them."

Upon hearing this, Vermouth knew she had guessed correctly.

The other party clearly didn't want to escalate the situation, but rather wanted to handle it quietly, turning a big problem into a small one and a small one into nothing.

Otherwise, if Rum found out about this, he would definitely blame him for not keeping a proper watch, letting two little kids break in.

If Rum happens to be in a bad mood, the other party might lose his position as security captain.

Having thought this through, Vermouth already knew what to do. She kindly reminded him, "If you want to handle this privately, then I must remind you."

"That dark-skinned kid is Hattori Heiji, the only son of Hattori Heizo, the Osaka Prefectural Police Chief."

"It would be troublesome if he suddenly disappeared here."

The security captain was stunned. He never expected that the kid had such a powerful background!

The son of the Osaka Prefectural Police Commissioner!
If the other party goes missing, it will definitely trigger an investigation.

If we investigate Mermaid Island, this villa will definitely be exposed.

Thinking about this, the security captain also felt a bit of a dilemma and didn't know what to do for a moment!
Just as he was getting anxious, he saw Vermouth's leisurely appearance and remembered her nickname "Thousand-Faced Witch." An idea struck him, and he immediately stepped forward and pleaded, "Lady Vermouth, you have to help me!!"

"Help you?" Vermouth sized up the security captain and smiled faintly. "What benefit would that bring me?"

"If you ever need my help, please don't hesitate to ask!" the security captain quickly pledged his loyalty.
"Well..." Vermouth didn't agree immediately, but began to think about it, as if she was deciding whether the deal was worthwhile.

This made the security captain clench his fists anxiously, waiting with trepidation. Vermouth, seeing that things had dragged on long enough, finally spoke, saying in a reluctant tone, "Alright, I can help you."

"Lock them up first, just send two people to guard them, don't let them die yet!"

"Okay, I understand!" the security captain readily agreed, then asked, "But... what are your plans afterward?"

Vermouth knew that the other party wanted to know what the plan was, otherwise they wouldn't be at ease.

She slowly began to speak: "Go find his companions and trick them into rescuing the man."

Upon hearing this, the security captain frowned deeply: "But if we do that... won't this place be exposed as well?"

“Don’t worry, I have a way to shut them up.” Vermouth reassured the other person not to worry, but she didn’t say what the method was.

The security captain wisely refrained from asking any questions, since Vermouth had already gotten involved.

If things go wrong, then no one will have a good time!
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The next morning, the island was shrouded in mist, and the damp sea breeze carried the aroma of coffee.

Vermouth sat in a coffee shop, the wooden table worn smooth by time, wearing sunglasses, slowly sipping her coffee.

Shiraishi E pushed open the door and entered, the bell ringing crisply. He glanced around, ordered a hot coffee from the waiter, and went straight to the corner table, pulling out a chair to sit down.

"You called me out so early in the morning, I guess... something must have happened," Shiraishi E said without any attempt to hide it.

Vermouth wasn't surprised; Shiraishi E and Conan Heiji lived together, and neither of them had returned home all night.

Furthermore, the handguns these two men were carrying were most likely provided by the other party.

Furthermore, she took the initiative to ask the other party out to meet, and Shiraishi E knew what was going on and was not surprised at all.

"Then why didn't you stop them from messing around?" Vermouth said casually before picking up her coffee and taking a sip.

"I'm not their father, how can I stop them?" As Shiraishi E spoke, she saw the waiter bringing over coffee and paused for a moment.

After the waiter left, he added, "Even their fathers couldn't stop them!"

"Hehe, that's true." Vermouth smiled and agreed.

Faced with two detectives bursting with curiosity, who can stop them?
Even if the other party doesn't provide a gun, Conan and Heiji will definitely go and find out!
"Where were they buried?" Shiraishi E asked casually, blowing on the steam rising from her coffee.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you're really cold-hearted," Vermouth said sarcastically. "They're your friends, how come you don't care about them at all?"

“I tried to help them last night, but they wouldn’t listen.” Shiraishi E shook her head, indicating that she couldn’t do anything about it: “You can’t stop someone who wants to commit suicide.”

Vermouth did not refute this; in her eyes, the two were courting death!

Two junior detectives who only know how to solve murder cases have no ability to protect themselves. Without learning how to infiltrate and disguise themselves, they dare to sneak into the criminal's lair. Isn't that just courting death?
Vermouth stirred her coffee and said, "Don't worry, they're not dead yet, out of respect for the Osaka Prefectural Police Commissioner."

"However, figuring out how to handle it is also a headache."

"Killing them will cause trouble. Letting them go will expose this stronghold."

"Just tell me what you want me to do." Shiraishi E understood that Vermouth already had a plan, but needed her help.

Vermouth brushed her golden hair aside and chuckled, “It’s so much easier talking to smart people… Tonight, go and rescue them, then figure out a way to shut them up.”

"Of course, I won't let you work for nothing!"

Shiraishi E nodded in agreement without asking what the payment would be, as he believed Vermouth wasn't the kind of person who was stingy.

(End of this chapter)