Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 497 Lord Agave?
In other words, there is now more than one peripheral member here.

Frank remarked, "Vermouth, that guy, hasn't been in Japan long, but he's already recruited a bunch of peripheral members. I wonder what Gin's expression will be when he finds out."

Xia Chuan pursed his lips, suddenly realizing that perhaps Gin wasn't unaware, but simply chose not to pay attention.

Indeed, Vodka's statement was not unfounded; Gin's tolerance for Vermouth was excessively high, almost illogical.

The GTR slowly came to a stop. As soon as Xia Chuan got out of the car, he noticed that many eyes were on him.

However, he didn't care. When he came over, he had already changed into the custom Tequila skin. Even if they were curious about why he was here, these peripheral members didn't dare to make a move.

The reason is simple: he holds the power to promote peripheral members.

Vermouth might be able to give them money and support them, but they'll never get promoted.

Therefore, offending him is tantamount to playing with your future.

However, these are all just wishful thinking on the part of the peripheral members. Gin tolerates Vermouth cultivating her own peripheral members, but he will never allow these peripheral members to have the possibility of promotion.

"There are two on the tree on the left, one behind the bush on the right, and two in front, making a total of five people, which matches the number of signal sources."

With almost every step he took, Xia Chuan observed his surroundings. The outer members were, after all, outer members; their ability to hide was not even as good as Vodka's, and he easily discovered them.

Xia Chuan walked up to the two people directly in front of him.

"Lady Tequila, why are you here?"

The driver and another member of the outer circle were clearly not expected to be Tequila, and they seemed a little nervous. After all, they were working for Vermouth, and suddenly being discovered by Tequila made them wonder if Gin knew about their situation.

Xia Chuan did not answer the other party's question, but turned to look at the car parked next to him.

Through the rear window, Anya was quietly curled up in the back seat, her eyes red and swollen with tears. She was wearing a slipper on one foot and nothing on the other, looking rather disheveled.

Xia Chuan's face remained expressionless, but his heart was burning with rage. He couldn't bear to hit or scold his most beloved daughter, yet in these people's eyes, she was so indifferent.

"Lord Tequila!?"

Besides the driver who kidnapped Anya, there was also the head of this support team.

The two looked at each other and both sensed fear and pressure in each other's eyes.

The expressionless Tequila naturally exudes a sense of oppression, and this feeling is amplified when he looks down at them, as if a giant boulder is pressing down on their heads, making it hard to breathe.

"Ok?"

Xia Chuan chuckled: "You did a good job. Vermouth was held up by other matters, so she asked me to come and take over this little girl."

The two looked at each other again, both seeing confusion in each other's eyes.

Finally, it was the team leader sent by Vermouth who spoke up: "But Lady Tequila, when Lady Vermouth sent us here, she already said that she would also be here."

The team leader checked the time: "Sorry, it's almost time for our appointment with Lady Vermouth."

The other party's meaning was clear: they wouldn't hand over the little girl without seeing Vermouth.

Xia Chuan gave a soft snort, stepped forward, and looked directly into the team leader's eyes.

The team leader swallowed hard, but still suppressed his fear and met Xia Chuan's gaze.

The two remained silent for several seconds before Xia Chuan suddenly smiled and patted the other's shoulder: "Very good. Vermouth has only been in Japan for a short time, and you are already so loyal. Very good."

From Tequila's tone, the two men heard no boasting, but rather sarcasm.

Although they knew their own capabilities, Tequila's words completely extinguished any possibility of their advancement.

Ignoring their unpleasant expressions, Xia Chuan took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and said, "You can call Vermouth."

Could it be that I thought wrongly?

The team leader was slightly taken aback, not expecting Tequila to say such a thing, but just to be on the safe side, he still took out his phone and called Vermouth.

The moment the call was dialed, a message popped up on the screen indicating that the call could not be connected, followed by a prompt asking if the user wanted to dial an emergency number.

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Damn!

Why is there no signal at this time?

With limited experience and intelligence, the team leader didn't realize that the lack of signal was actually related to agave; he just thought that the location was remote and the signal would naturally be poor.

"how's it going?"

"Sorry, Lady Tequila, the signal might be bad in the suburbs. Shall I try again later?"

"Really? Then I'll give you five more minutes."

Xia Chuan wasn't actually giving the other party time; he was waiting for a signal, waiting for Vermouth to have a car accident.

Frank's setup was relatively simple, but considering Vermouth's speed, puncturing a tire could easily cause the vehicle to skid and crash into a tree.

A few minutes later, a strange sound suddenly came from afar, like the sound of metal clashing.

Xia Chuan's ears twitched slightly; he knew this was a signal.

At this point, Vermouth had probably already crashed into the tree, and with considerable force.

This is nobody's fault but theirs. It's Vermouth's fault for not paying attention to her own safety and not controlling her speed in a suburban area without streetlights.

Because of the distance and the fact that the five peripheral members were all focused on the tequila, no one paid any attention to it.

Today is their first mission since becoming Vermouth's subordinates, and they absolutely cannot afford any problems. Especially now that their promotion hopes are dashed, they should cling even tighter to Vermouth's powerful connections.

Now, tequila is clearly an obstacle for them. Not everyone thinks Vermouth and Gin have an ambiguous relationship like Vodka does.

Many of the peripheral members felt that Vermouth and Gin were two opposing forces, and this situation had become part of their corporate culture. After Vermouth arrived at the brewery base, she frequently contradicted Gin.

It's gotten even worse these past few days.

They were also opportunists, believing that Gin's chances were slim, which is why they accepted Vermouth's offer.

If they fail to complete the mission this time, Vermouth will not want them.

At that time, Gin will not like them, and Vermouth will not want them, so they will definitely become the vanguard of dangerous missions.

“I remember Gin said that peripheral members have no room for argument in front of codename members. I’ve already given Vermouth face for the past five minutes.”

"Where are the people?"

Xia Chuan's tone gradually turned cold, giving the impression that his true intentions were about to be revealed.

The two peripheral members froze for a moment. Tequila was right; the codenamed members had absolute dominance over them.

Moreover, they are currently unable to contact Vermouth, which is their most passive position.

"Lady Tequila, I'm sorry, Vermouth."

The team leader was still planning to stall for time while waiting for Vermouth to arrive, but before he could finish speaking, Xia Chuan had already started moving.

A sharp dagger appeared in Xia Chuan's hand at some unknown time.

Xia Chuan stepped forward, his expression so calm and composed that the team leader didn't even sense any murderous intent.

However, such a peaceful step means the loss of a life!

The dagger slashed through the air, spraying blood. The team leader felt a blur before his eyes, as if something warm had splashed on his face and his neck felt cool. He opened his mouth to speak, but only a gurgling sound came from his throat.

Immediately, his expression froze, his body stiffened, as if he had become a statue.

"Tequila!"

The driver saw this scene clearly, his eyes widened suddenly, and even the adults stopped shouting.

He had considered that Tequila might use its power to intimidate him and bring in Gin, but he never expected that Tequila would suddenly turn on him and kill him!
"Sorry, this is Gin's idea!"

Even though he knew there would be no survivors, Xia Chuan still kept quiet.

Anya woke up at some unknown time, and Xia Chuan didn't want Anya to see that the person who saved her was Agave, otherwise it would be difficult to explain later.

As soon as he finished speaking, he swiftly brought down the knife. The driver's face twitched three times in succession. He slowly looked down at his chest, where three blobs of blood appeared on the chest of his white shirt.

Xia Chuan reached out and pushed the driver down, then turned to look at the other three.

The deaths of the two men were so sudden that the other three only heard the driver shout "Tequila" before falling silent, which immediately struck them as odd.

Then, they saw the two of them fall to the ground simultaneously!

"not good!"

The three felt a chill run down their spines, guessing that the appearance of the tequila was likely related to their defection to Vermouth. It was definitely Gin's order to send them to meet their maker.

Even though they had firearms, while Tequila only had a short blade, the three of them turned and ran without prior arrangement.

This is self-awareness.

As long as they are codenamed members, no matter who they are, even the least noticeable Gil, they are no match for each other in a fight, let alone the person in front of them whose codename is Tequila!

A favorite of Gin, he's a ruthless killer; I've heard that a high-ranking official from another branch also died at his hands.

Even so, the other party is still alive and well, and his status is rising steadily.

Therefore, running away is the greatest respect they can show.

However, Xia Chuan didn't need their respect at all; he just wanted them to keep their lives!

Xia Chuan exerted force with his feet, transforming into a blur as he rushed towards two of them.

With the targets scattered, Xia Chuan naturally decided to strike at the group with the most people first.

Two peripheral members jumped down from the tree branch, rolled around on the ground a few times, and scrambled towards the bushes that were as tall as a person behind them.

Xia Chuan's expression remained unchanged, but he sneered inwardly. If escaping was effective, he might as well retire.

"call out--"

A cold glint shot straight at one of them.

"what!!!"

A wail rang out, and the fastest-running outer member, looking bewildered, fell to the side.

As the saying goes, when you're being chased, you don't need to run very fast; you just need to run faster than your teammates.

But he was clearly running faster than his teammates.

As he was falling, he glanced back and saw confusion in his teammate's eyes. His teammate's eyes, which had been filled with despair, gradually brightened with hope after seeing him fall first.

Xia Chuan was unaware of what the other party was thinking; otherwise, he would have scoffed at it, saying that such naive thinking was only applicable to animals or ordinary people.

Experienced assassins, given the opportunity, will naturally prioritize eliminating those who are further away.

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