Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

When she left, she was still Shiho Miyano; when she returned, she had a child.

When I went out, I only brought one piece of clothing; when I came back, I had a whole bunch of bags.

Ai's eyes were full of joy.

Although the process wasn't very smooth and involved several transformations, at least the result was good.

I finally got a gold coin from Zheng Yi.

Ai was very satisfied with those bags.

The motion-sensor light in the entryway turned on. Mingmei was sitting on the sofa in the living room reading a financial magazine. When she heard the noise, she looked up and her pupils widened slightly in surprise when her gaze fell on the two people who had just entered the room.

“It’s changed again.” Mingmei closed the magazine, her tone carrying a hint of helplessness, as if she had long since seen through the ways of the world.

"To be precise, it changed three times," Zheng Yi added while changing his shoes.

Akemi's lips twitched involuntarily.

In the time it takes to go out for dinner, take a walk, or buy a bag in the evening, my physical condition goes through three rollercoaster rides.

She blinked.

"Who changed your clothes?" Mingmei asked instinctively.

The air suddenly became quiet for a moment.

Ai's smile, which had been upturned by her shopping spoils, froze. She tightened her grip on the paper bag, and her eyes began to dart around.

Zheng Yi calmly changed into indoor slippers and casually straightened his cuffs.

"I changed it myself," Ai said with a straight face that looked honest and reliable.

Akemi nodded.

Seeing this, Ai didn't feel relieved at all; instead, she felt the atmosphere was even more eerie.

“You don’t seem to believe it,” Ai said.

“No,” Mingmei denied immediately. “I believe you.”

I don't think I showed any disbelief at all.

"I have no guilty conscience," Ai emphasized again, raising her voice slightly.

Akemi blinked again.

I don't think I ever said you were guilty, did I?

Why are you suddenly explaining so loudly?

Akemi glanced at Masakazu next to Ai.

To her, Zheng Yi is the real 'thief', isn't he?

"I didn't over-explain, so I don't think I made things worse, right?" Ai asked somewhat unsure of herself.

Akemi blinked again.

I didn't realize it before, but now with your series of unusual explanations, your originally innocent act now seems to have a guilty conscience.

She turned to look at Zheng Yi and saw him leisurely taking a can of chilled cola from the refrigerator, pulling the tab with a "hiss," and taking a big gulp.

He frowned slightly, staring at his phone screen.

Akemi shook her head.

That's true, we've been living together for so long, it's only natural and a logical progression.

"Go to sleep early." Akemi sighed, reached out and habitually ruffled Ai's hair, her tone returning to calm.

Ai had been expecting her sister's exclamation, questioning, or even a family meeting, but instead, she received this nonchalant remark.

She suddenly felt a surge of inexplicable anger.

Why does my sister seem so calm, without any emotional fluctuations?

Has she already become accustomed to this kind of thing?
Does she no longer care about me?
Ai suddenly turned her head to look at Shoichi, only to find that Shoichi didn't even spare her a glance.

My sister is misunderstanding you, why aren't you angry at all?
You don't care at all?
Am I really that insignificant in your eyes?

Xiao Ai was puffing up in anger.

She then turned her gaze to Curaçao in front of the television, but he didn't even turn his head, clearly showing no interest in her.

Is this... something very ordinary?

Ai looked at the designer handbag in her hand and suddenly felt that she wasn't so happy after all.

She bit her lower lip, walked over to Zheng Yi, and kicked him.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Yi finally took his eyes off his phone screen and raised an eyebrow at her.

"Nothing!" Ai snapped irritably. "I'm going to sleep!"

After saying that, she stormed back to her room, leaving Akemi and Masakazu staring at each other in the living room.

Zheng Yi shrugged and continued looking down at his phone: "What a weird thing, just childish."

Mingmei sighed and rubbed her forehead in exasperation.

My sister didn't say goodnight to me before going to bed, but instead went to Zheng Yi to say goodnight. What does this prove?
Zheng Yi frowned as he looked at his phone.

Vermouth is still nagging at herself.

That despicable, wicked woman is trying to claim credit for something that didn't exist.

ridiculous.

If Gin has his eye on me, do you think I wouldn't notice?
Even if I didn't notice, how could Ai's organization's radar not detect it?

Even though Ai spends almost every day with the organization, her sensitivity to its members has diminished.

However, it's still possible to detect an organization member of Gin's caliber very quickly.

Masaichi reached out to touch Ai's radar, but found that Ai had already gone back to rest, so he could only helplessly withdraw his hand.

Meanwhile, Vermouth on the other side gritted her teeth in anger.

She already knew that Masaichi truly didn't believe what she said.

If that stingy man wanted to avoid thanking me, he could have simply said "thank you" to express his gratitude; there was no need for him to waste so much time on me.

Vermouth sat in the back seat of the Porsche, tossed her cigarette butt out the window, and typed furiously on her phone.

[Isn't Sherry usually very perceptive about people in the organization? Why didn't she sense anything this time? — Vermouth]

"It's precisely because I didn't perceive it that I don't believe your nonsense. — Zheng Yi"

【Sherry has been spoiled rotten by you! —Vermouth】

"Whoosh~"

A dark hand reached out from the front seat and snatched Vermouth's phone.

“What are you doing?” Vermouth asked.

Before she could even feel anger, she looked at Gin with a blank expression.

"Look what you're talking about with Shoichi," Gin said coldly.

Vermouth reached out to grab it, but Gin dodged, and Vermouth missed.

Having failed to retrieve it in one attempt, Vermouth ceased her actions.

She has done her best.

To prevent his phone from being stolen, Gin even made Vodka stop the car.

He got out of the car alone and locked Vermouth inside.

He flicked the cigarette butt from his hand and looked at Vermouth's phone.

Only one email remained.

You've spoiled Shirley rotten!

Gin squinted, staring intently at Vermouth's phone screen.

Shirley was indeed being raised by Seiichi.

"Di Di~"

Vermouth's phone rang; it was an email from Zheng Yi.

[Completely baffling. — Zheng Yi]

Gin frowned, opened the back door, and pointed the screen at Vermouth. "What do you mean?"

“It’s just inexplicable,” Vermouth said.

What did you all talk about?

"After I tell you, will Zheng Yi come to kill me?" Vermouth asked with a smile.

Gin's eyebrows furrowed together.

Zhengyi's reputation was so great that even members of the organization were filled with fear.

"You're afraid of him?" Gin asked coldly.

Vermouth nodded.

"There was once a company president who wasn't afraid of Zhengyi, and then he died."

There was once a member of the House of Representatives who wasn't afraid of Zheng Yi, and then he died. Later, there was a person from a large conglomerate who wasn't afraid of Zheng Yi, and now he's hiding abroad, while his company's top executives have been murdered.

Currently, Zheng Yi remains at large and can still kill many people.

Vermouth does not consider herself superior to those large conglomerates.

Vermouth took her phone back from Gin's hand.

"Don't make things difficult for a nobody like me."

Vermouth closed the car door, shutting out Gin's murderous aura.

"Is Sherry really with Shoichi?" Gin asked.

Vermouth blinked but did not answer.

"Did Sherry really come out with Masakazu today?" Gin asked again.

Vermouth put on sunglasses.

“I didn’t see it,” Vermouth said.

"From beginning to end, Zheng Yi was always accompanied by that little girl."

As for whether that little girl will turn into Sherry, who knows?

"Am I seeing things correctly today?" Gin asked.

Vermouth countered, "Besides you, did anyone else see Sherry?"

Gin frowned.

Vermouth's answers were not very direct.

Based on her answer, Gin vaguely knew that Sherry was indeed hanging out with Shoichi, but it seemed that Sherry hadn't come over today.

So many members of the organization were searching for Sherry in the vicinity, and I even followed Zheng Yi all the way home, but I still couldn't find Sherry.

“Alright, take me back to rest,” Vermouth said to the driver, Vodka.

Vodka remained silent.

He was the eldest brother's driver, and no one was allowed to drive without his brother's orders.

Gin sat back in the passenger seat.

"drive."

"Yes."

The Porsche restarted, with Vermouth sitting in the back, unrepentant, still brazenly messaging Zheng Yi.

Gin discovered the email I just exchanged with you. —Vermouth

【? 】

[I was sending this email in Gin's car when he suddenly grabbed my phone. But don't worry, he only saw the email saying 'You've ruined Sherry.' — Vermouth]

【boring.】

[I'm not kidding, you need to think of a way to deal with Gin in advance. —Vermouth]

Are you still sitting in the back seat of a Porsche?

That's right. — Vermouth

【Oh. 】

Then, nothing more was said.

Vermouth was slightly startled.

Does Shoichi really not take Gin seriously?
Gin has zero tolerance for traitors within the organization. Sherry is on his kill list. Anyone who tolerates traitors is guilty of the same crime as a traitor.

Shoichi's simple answer shows he doesn't take Gin seriously at all.

However, Vermouth thought about it and realized it was normal.

After all, Zheng Yi never cared.

Sherry was kept at his home, and Gin discovered her once. He even dared to take Sherry directly to Gin.

He's completely lawless.

"Whoosh~"

Before she knew it, Vermouth's phone was stolen again.

Vermouth: ?
"Can't you be a little more polite?" Vermouth asked, annoyed. "You think you can just steal something as private as a cell phone?"

Gin snatched someone else's phone and didn't bother to explain.

He looked at his phone screen and found that there was only one email left, which was sent by Zheng Yi.

Gin glanced at Vermouth.

He hadn't expected that Vermouth really didn't take him seriously at all.

They had just caught her having an affair with Zheng Yi, and within minutes she was chatting with him again.

"What did you say again?" Gin asked angrily.

He rarely loses his temper.

“We didn’t talk about much, I just told Zhengyi about you seeing the email he sent me,” Vermouth said.

That's it?

Gin stared at Vermouth with a piercing gaze.

Why can you say that so calmly?

You betrayed me to Zheng Yi behind my back, and even after I found out, you didn't think you had done anything wrong.

“What does this ‘oh’ mean?” Gin asked.

Vermouth laughed and said, "It means 'oh,' indicating that he understands."

Gin looked at Vermouth, not believing a single word.

Knowing that he had discovered that he had hidden Sherry, how could Zheng Yi be so calm? He only replied with an "Oh".

“You’d better tell the truth,” Gin said.

“I’ve been telling the truth,” Vermouth said.

She adjusted her sunglasses on the bridge of her nose. "I risked being killed by Zheng Yi to tell you this, and you still don't believe me."

"Since you're taking such a big risk, do you still dare to tell the truth?" Gin asked.

Vermouth smiled gently.

Guess~
Gin was furious. He wasn't as scary as Shoichi. The others were more afraid of Shoichi than of him.

"Heh~"

Gin returned the phone to Vermouth.

Vermouth smiled.

She is an unrepentant person; even after being arrested twice, she still dares to chat with Zheng Yi.

Gin found out about our conversation again. —Vermouth

Aren't you bored?

Just as Vermouth was about to reply, a black hand gripped her phone screen again.

But this time, Vermouth was on guard and managed to prevent her phone from being stolen.

Vermouth looked up and met Gin's gaze.

"Just say you want to see it, it's not like I won't let you."

Vermouth smiled and showed Gin her phone screen.

I can still only see the last reply, "Isn't that boring?"

"What are you talking about again?" Gin asked quietly.

"Gin, aren't you being way too curious about our conversation?"

It's clearly a story between two people, but he insisted on getting a third person involved.

Vermouth simply tossed her phone to Gin, saying, "Since you're so curious, why don't you just chat with Shoichi yourself?"

Gin's eyes flashed.

Rain began to fall outside the car window, and the windshield wipers swung back and forth on the windshield, making a monotonous and dull "clattering" sound, like the beating of some kind of mechanical heart.

Gin's eyes reflected the rain streaks on the car window. He pulled back into his seat, holding his phone, and stared at the screen in deep thought.

After a while, he actually started sending emails to Zheng Yi using Vermouth's phone.

Gin has noticed Sherry. She's in danger. Do you need me to move her? —'Vermouth'

Gin, you really stole Vermouth's phone? —Shoichi

Gin: ...

Could there be some kind of code between Vermouth and Shoichi when they send emails?
Why did Zheng Yi know immediately after sending the email that this person wasn't Vermouth? (End of Chapter)