Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 498 Familiar Vehicle Tracks

The peripheral members, who had just begun to see a glimmer of hope, were caught up by Xia Chuan a few moments later.

"Lady Tequila, please don't kill me! Actually, I'm an undercover agent sent by Lord Gin to be with Vermouth. He must have told you that, right?"

The peripheral member plopped down on the ground and frantically moved backward.

He wasn't talking nonsense; he really was Gin's mole.

Vermouth's behavior has been too strange lately, often going crazy for no reason. Knowing that she was trying to poach his girlfriend, Gin simply let her do as she pleased, and then planted an undercover agent to gather information.

Xia Chuan was slightly taken aback.

"I was the one who informed Lord Gin about tonight's events; otherwise, you wouldn't be here."

The peripheral members mistakenly thought that the appearance of tequila was related to them, and pressed their advantage by saying, "If you don't believe me, you can call Lord Gin to ask about the situation."

"Sorry, there is no signal here!"

Since they had already made their move, there was no question of leaving anyone alive. Xia Chuan swiftly drew his sword and took the life of the other man, then chased after him in the direction of the other person.

This undercover agent clearly couldn't understand why Tequila was acting this way. Gin had told him that as long as he did his job as an undercover agent diligently, even if he didn't have the chance to be promoted to a codename member, he would become the captain of a team.

He stared wide-eyed, his eyes wide open, as if he were accusing the heavens!
Because they chatted for a bit longer, when Xia Chuan went to chase after the last person, he found that the two had already fallen quite far apart.

"I'll take over!" With a roar of its engine, the GTR passed by Xia Chuan, leaving behind these words.

In the 100-meter dash, within just a few seconds, the still-frightened peripheral member hadn't even had a few seconds to rejoice before being knocked away with a "bang."

Frank opened the window and chuckled, "Don't you know to look for cars before crossing the street?"

Xia Chuan:.
"Have you considered that after such a collision, I'll have to pay for car repairs?"

"I was just worried you wouldn't be able to catch him. Besides, it would be such a waste not to practice driving in such a spacious area!"

Frank shrugged, got out of the car, and spread his hands, indicating that he was handing the driver's seat back to Xia Chuan.

Xia Chuan rolled his eyes helplessly, went to the taxi, opened the door, and picked up Anya, who was still unconscious.

After a careful inspection, confirming that Anya was safe and sound, Xia Chuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Xia Chuan craned his neck and glanced back in the direction they came from: "Let's go quickly. We don't know what's going on with Vermouth, and we don't know if she'll come over. Let her use her imagination to distract her from suspicion."

"it is good."

Not long after Xia Chuan left, a blonde beauty wearing high heels, staggering, and with messy hair appeared on the scene.

Vermouth covered her forehead with one hand. The car had suddenly blown out a tire and crashed into a wall, and her forehead had hit the steering wheel, almost giving her a concussion.

With her car broken down, she had no choice but to walk to the agreed-upon location, where an outer member would take her back to base.

However, upon arriving at the scene, she smelled a faint odor of blood and then discovered two bodies next to the taxi.

Including the driver, there should have been five people, but two died and the whereabouts of the other three are unknown.

Seeing this, Vermouth's expression turned even more unpleasant.

She hurriedly checked the taxi, but Anya was nowhere to be seen; only a cute slipper remained.

"asshole!"

The high heel kicked the taxi hard, creating a dent, while Vermouth lost her balance and landed on her bottom.

She, a top star named Chris Vineyard and codenamed Vermouth at the brewery, had never suffered such injustice.

Her already messy hair was ruffled again. With no one around, Vermouth no longer hid her frustration and let out a sharp scream that echoed throughout the suburbs.

After a moment, she calmed down.

She first contacted Baileys by phone, and then began to carefully examine the scene. Who took Anya away was important.

"It shouldn't be that policewoman."

Vermouth immediately ruled out the policewoman. Based on Bailey's description, Joel would never kill indiscriminately. Given his identity as a police officer, even if he wasn't arrested, he should have been shot dead.

The driver had his throat slashed, and the team leader had been stabbed three times in the chest—neither of which is in accordance with the code of conduct for female police officers.

When Gin mentioned it before, he said that Joel was exceptional in combat. Judging from the openings and depths of these knife wounds, they should have been from tactical daggers or something similar, and had nothing to do with Joel.

Before Baileys arrived, Vermouth, despite feeling unwell, searched again and finally found the bodies of the other three peripheral members.

Two of them were stabbed with tactical knives, and another died from internal bleeding. The latter was likely killed in a collision, as there were tire tracks nearby, so there's no doubt about it.

About half an hour later, Baileys finally appeared. When she saw Vermouth's appearance, she couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

Vermouth has always been concerned about her appearance, and this is the first time she's been made to look like this.

On the way, she also spotted Vermouth's sports car, the front of which was clearly deformed, so it wasn't surprising that she was in such a state.

But who on earth could have done this to the Thousand-Faced Witch?

She was unaware of Vermouth's actions, and even after arriving here, Vermouth did not tell her the truth, but only asked her to photograph the tire tracks on the ground and go back to find the corresponding car model.

Fortunately, she had a keen eye for detail and deduced why Vermouth was there from a slipper in the taxi.

Vermouth actually attacked Anya!
"what?"

After taking a picture of the tire tracks on the ground, Baileys suddenly seemed dazed.

"what happened?"

"This tire track seems somewhat familiar."

Baileys gathered her long hair behind her back with one hand and tied it into a pretty ponytail. She squatted down to examine it carefully. "This looks like a GTR tire track."

"Because Pisco's car company used to sell GTRs, and Bourbon and Tequila also drive GTRs, I'm sure I can't be mistaken about this car print."

Upon hearing this, Vermouth suddenly calmed down.

However, Baileys knew that beneath the calm surface lay a raging storm.

Bourbon, agave.

Both names sound jarring.

Vermouth began her reasoning.

Bourbon was a very arrogant person, and their relationship wasn't good; they often mocked each other. As for Tequila, needless to say, she was a member of Gin's group.

"So, could the person who just appeared here be either Bourbon or Tequila?"

Vermouth muttered to herself, then recalled what she knew about the two's whereabouts.

Neither of them were at the organization's base today, and Vermouth wasn't sure if it was them, but it was highly likely.

Baileys remained silent, but besides Bourbon and Tequila, there was actually another person who might be involved in this matter!

Xia Chuan!

Xia Chuan's car is also a GTR!

Moreover, Anya is his daughter, so he is actually the most likely candidate to take action.

As expected of the man she had chosen, he killed five people with ease.

(End of this chapter)