He's in Detective Conan, and he's the mastermind behind everything.

Difficult to comment.

Ying Sheng walked between the two hospital beds, put down the fruit basket on the bedside table, reached out and pinched a strand of X-creature's hair, and gently pulled it—pop! It fell off from the root.

Yes, the wig is well-maintained.

Ying Sheng tore off another one, tied it into a love knot with the first one, threw it at Shinichi Kudo's face, walked to the window, and looked around slightly.

He's quite the expert wall climber; if someone comes in or out of here, they'll always leave some small traces.

Unfortunately, no.

This disappointed Ying Sheng, who turned around, leaned down, and whispered in the ear of the X-creature:

"Xuesong, you forgot to turn off the tap at home."

As always, they remained indifferent.

His phone rang. Hotaru looked at it and saw an email from Sonoko Suzuki. He shrugged and turned to leave.

Sweet dreams to you both.

As the footsteps faded into the distance, Vermouth squinted at the fruit basket beside her and the hair on Cool Guy's face, feeling rather speechless. Was he really just a child?

She closed her eyes again, pretending to faint, her mind racing with conflicting thoughts.

She's still in class, and Mizuki Hotaru came to see her, so he's actually quite interested in Yukimatsu Kiyoko? Could the problems in Yukimatsu Kiyoko's family be related to him?

It's not surprising that someone as despicable as Liu Ying would resort to such a vile method as drugs.

Yes, medication.

Vermouth already knew that her blood test showed elevated levels of oxytocin.

Emotionally speaking, she didn't want to admit that this was the reason she had become increasingly close to Cool Guy over the past two days;

But rational analysis...

At least Gin helped her consult several private doctors, and they all came to the same conclusion.

She seems to have really fallen for it.

This made her frown slightly, but she decided to feign unconsciousness at the hospital and see how her thoughts would change in a few days. As for whether Yukimatsu Kiyoko's family had truly been targeted, Gin would help her...

"Vermouth, your house is on fire."

Gin said jokingly through the headphones.

"???"

Chapter 167 The Distillery's Code Names and the Strange Members

Thick black smoke was billowing from the balcony of a middle floor of a luxury apartment building, rising into the sky and making the day even more gloomy.

Gin, who was parked on the adjacent street, rolled down the window halfway, lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled a puff of white smoke.

“I heard Shuiyue Yingsheng just now, but I don’t think this matter has anything to do with him. He has no motive and no time.”

Gin knew Vermouth was in a difficult position, so he took the initiative to speak:

"Judging from the intensity of the fire at your house, it probably started brewing around dawn. As for Shuiyue Yingsheng, he was having a crazy time with a little girl last night, which caused traffic police from all three districts to be dispatched. Before dawn, they drove their car directly into the sea. We don't know how he got back or whether the little girl is still alive."

We'll have to wait for the police investigation results to determine the specifics. In the meantime, you should spend quality time with your boyfriend, Qingzi-kun.

The last sentence was full of wicked humor. Just imagining Vermouth having to pretend to have no reaction at all, Gin couldn't help but smile slightly.

After temporarily cutting off communications, Gin turned his head to look at Vodka:

Why haven't the firefighters arrived yet?

"........."

Vodka in the driver's seat was speechless. "Brother, you're asking me this? Who am I supposed to ask?"

"It should be soon, I'm sure I'm not the only one who called the police." Vodka changed the subject. "By the way, brother, have you found out the identity of the person burned at the stake in Tokyo Bay last night?"

"The intelligence team found nothing."

Gin slowly exhaled a puff of cigarette smoke and chuckled softly: "They say it's the Japanese Public Security Bureau, but there's no record of them in the official system, and it's that kind of death. Vodka, don't you think it smells like a rat?"

Vodka nodded in agreement: "I just don't know which force did it. They openly provoked the police. The peripheral forces under my brother were all implicated and were beaten up by those despicable thugs for some inexplicable reason."

"..."

Gin glanced at him indifferently: "You didn't actually have to say the last sentence."

"..."

Vodka shrank back weakly: "It was because of this incident that Big Brother paid attention to the case at Beika Central Hospital, discovered that Vermouth was also affected, and investigated the follow-up matters. Big Brother, it seems that someone is really targeting Kiyoko Yukimatsu, and Vermouth is taking the blame for her."

"What, you want to cause trouble for a dead man?"

“Of course not, it’s just that I feel…” Vodka scratched his head, “Is Vermouth’s mission unnecessary? Mizuki Hotaru is a villain to begin with, it seems unnecessary for the organization to do this.”

"Heh, Vodka, you actually think about these things?" Gin's eyes were playful. "Did Mizuki Hotaru send you Kusano Kaoru's photobook?"

"No! Absolutely not!"

Vodka shook his head frantically: "I'd only worry if that dangerous guy got close to Kaoru!"

"........."

Gin didn't want to talk to this good-for-nothing underling: "Drive, to the Big Black Building."

Vodka quickly started the car, but after hesitating for a while, he whispered:

"Is Big Brother going to find tequila?"

Gin frowned slightly: "Vodka, are you a rat too? A KGB agent?"

"of course not!"

Vodka quickly shook his head again: "It's just that Tequila called me last night, and I called him again this morning. He's been having a wild time at the Cocktail bar, and I'm worried that he's getting in Big Brother's way."

Gin was quite puzzled: "What do you mean? What did he say to you last night?"

Do his underlings still keep in touch privately?

Is the atmosphere among the organization members like that?

Vodka swallowed hard. "He said last night that he was... Miss Hope's dog."

"…………"

I imagined what Tequila looked like: tall, with a thick beard and a cleft chin, a typical Kansai man, lying on the ground panting heavily...

Gin took a deep drag on his cigarette and opened the window wide.

He was wrong; he shouldn't have thought that.

"And then what did you say to him when you called back this morning?" Gin asked.

Vodka quickly said, "I reminded him not to forget his mission to contact Itakura Taku. He said Itakura Taku is very disobedient now, so let Vermouth go. Then..." Vodka paused, somewhat uncertainly, and said, "He seemed to have been whipped. He groaned in pain, and there were several women laughing nearby. Then he hung up."

After listening, Gin remained silent for a long time: "Does Tequila usually enjoy this kind of pleasure?"

"Uh... I don't know."

"parking."

Vodka immediately obeyed and pulled over to the side of the road. Gin took a deep breath, took out his phone, and made a call:

"Mr. Firefly, did you drug someone at the Cocktail bar last night?"

"hiss--!!!"

Ying Sheng, who was buying towels at the supermarket, gasped upon hearing this: "Officer, are you an expert? How do you know about this? Wait, is Cocktail Bar part of the organization? Does it offer member discounts?"

"What medicine?"

"They're just there to liven things up. My classmates are there too, so don't worry too much. They just like it that way..." Ying Sheng paused slightly, then suddenly realized, "Oh, I see. They mean there's a big dog and a small dog. Is the big one my colleague?"

"Hope? Is that the girl who went crazy with you last night?"

"You know about this too? Oh no, could it be that the police have found that car? Officer, please help me out, this has nothing to do with Chiyoko."

"...The police didn't even look for Sumiyoshi-kai; they thought you two were high-drug car thieves."

"Oh, last night was definitely a great time. Is there anything else, officer?"

"Tequila has a task that you've delayed. Go and complete it."

"No problem, send it to my email later. By the way, sir, does our organization have any slow-acting poisons? You mean the kind that takes effect very slowly, but the antidote is very simple, like a joke."

"What do you want that for?"

"Of course it's a prank."

"...I'll give it to you when there's progress on the mission."

"OK, bye sir."

A strange little incident occurred. Ying Sheng scratched his head and continued shopping according to the list.

Actually, there wasn't much stuff, but Ying Sheng had previously gone to the Dimensional Store to order about ten support signs to cheer for Xiao Lan, which weren't ready yet, so he decided to leisurely kill time in the supermarket.

Come to think of it, the organization's influence is so vast; he just randomly picked a place last night and bumped into it.

No wonder that bartender didn't look like a good guy. I wonder how he's doing now.

Ding dong——!

The email arrived, and Ying Sheng opened it to take a look. It was about Itakura Suguru, software development, and the deadline was approaching...

Urge the R&D personnel?

No, aren't you afraid he'll leave you a backdoor?

Ying Sheng shook his head and dialed a phone number:

"Mr. Amuro, I have a new request."

Chapter 168 Two Commissions: Martial Arts Software Helps the Poor