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

"This is not a good suggestion. They have helpers, and if we chase after them now, we might get killed instead. Besides, I don't know their real-time location. We only got this opportunity because we were waiting for them to come to us."

Ying Sheng shook his head.

Xiaolan was quite unwilling to accept this and muttered, "Then why didn't we chase after them after we ran out of bullets? Why did we retreat immediately?"

"Of course, it's because there's a risk. What if they're carrying grenades? If we push them too far, they might just grab us and die together. Wouldn't it be a terrible loss to trade our best years for their two worthless lives?"

"Eh?"

Ran was shocked: "They even have things like that? This is Tokyo!"

Ying Sheng nodded: "There definitely will be. You don't know, I was once targeted by them with a sniper rifle. I was on the verge of death, and my legs were shaking with fear."

"...Are you planning to run away?"

"Anyway, I'll just tremble. Sniper bullets are supersonic, so you can't hear them beforehand. I'm also too far away from the sniper to see his movements. If he fires unexpectedly, I really have no confidence that I can dodge it."

"That was really close, how was it resolved in the end?"

"Negotiations can't end in a lose-lose situation."

"Oh……"

Ran suddenly realized, "The people we ambushed this time were from the research institute behind Ms. Shiho, right? Last time, because they suspected that Mizuki-kun had used their new drug, they sent people to violently coerce you, and there was also a sniper."

"Yes."

Ying Sheng laughed and said, "Once you took the gun and actually pulled the trigger, I never intended to hide this from you. But the version I told you before was also true, just with a slightly reduced level of conflict. After all, I didn't surrender without a fight."

Xiao Lan asked curiously, "What would happen if I didn't catch the gun or fire it?"

Ying Sheng shrugged: "Of course, we'll find a reason to get you away, like having you go down the elevator, hear gunshots from upstairs, and then surround them from below. Then you won't even see their shadows."

"Hmm...that's a good reason indeed. It seems I'm glad I made the choice, otherwise you would have fooled me again later." Xiaolan raised her eyebrows.

Hotaru smiled gently: "This is my luck, not yours. Let's go, Inspector Megure and the others have already left."

Xiaolan stood up, glanced back at the elevator, and then sighed softly, "I met Mr. Kurosawa in the hotel lobby last time, and I had a pretty good impression of him. I never expected him to be that kind of person."

"Ha, do you think that if we go out now and other people see us, they'll think we were ambushing someone like assassins just ten minutes ago?"

"...Yeah, sigh, I've become one of those two-faced people too, and a really two-faced one at that."

“Most people are like that, especially in Japan, where the concept of ‘getting to know’ is prevalent. Without getting to know someone deeply, who knows what their true voice is like?”

“Mizuki-kun is one of the best among them.”

"Yes, I am like an onion, with layers of disguise that can be peeled away one by one."

"Pfft—what? But I am a little curious, was the harmonious relationship between Mizuki-kun and Kurosawa-san just a matter of waiting for the right opportunity?"

“If there’s no counterattack, then there’s really no difference between enduring hardship and being flexible.” Ying Sheng yawned. “I’m actually quite casual about this. If no opportunity arises, I’m fine with maintaining the previous state.”

If Hotaru hadn't discovered Vermouth's true identity and learned that the person who hurt Kiyoko was the Black Organization, he wouldn't have actually intended to harm Gin.

He himself did not have a deep feeling about hatred, and revenge had never been a goal of his actions in his past life.

Moreover, when it comes to his first encounter with Gin in Tokyo Bay, he wasn't too humiliated, was he?

There's absolutely no hatred involved.

But there was nothing they could do; after all, they had affected Kiyoko, who was the moon that lit up the night sky for him.

Even though Hotaru thinks this is normal and doesn't hate them, he still needs to take action for Kiyoko's sake.

Xiao Lan asked why they didn't continue pursuing the matter before. Besides Ying Sheng's belief that there were risks, there were also reasons related to this.

He didn't necessarily want to kill those two people, so there was no need to go to such lengths.

Besides, if there's an opportunity later, wouldn't it be better to let Kiyoko do it herself?

Unfortunately, Qing Zian's car bomb was discovered, otherwise she could have gotten what she wanted just now.

Ok……

I don't know if it's because her technique is bad.

Ran pondered for a few moments: "The trigger was the fire at Xuesong's house, right? She suddenly got involved with Mr. Kurosawa again. Did you find out some information from Ms. Akemi, Mizuki-kun?"

"Pretty much, Ran, do you know that Kudo and Yukatsu also have a lot of secrets?"

"Huh? Like what?"

"There are some things I'm still unsure about. Let's go to the research institute together and take a look."

The parking lot exit was right in front of him, and the outside light was quite dazzling. Ying Sheng stood there for a while, and only after he could see the light clouds floating in the clear sky did he walk out, take out a white cat mask from his pocket and put it on his face.

“Normally, no one should be able to find us, but just to be on the safe side, let me go and scout ahead first. You wait here for me, I'll be right back.”

Xiaolan nodded and continued to hide behind the car.

At the same time, Hotaru was talking to Kiyoko: "Use Vermouth's phone to call Gin. If Vodka answers, tell him that you heard what happened here, that you have stopped pretending to be unconscious, and ask them if they need help."

If no one answers, send an email and keep calling until someone answers.

Ying Sheng visited Vermouth's hospital room twice and even whispered in her ear. It wasn't just a perverted act. Well... maybe the first time counted, but the second time, he was actually secretly switching her phone.

Ha, anyway, the guy pretending to be dizzy can't be sure what's on his phone, so as long as the appearance is the same, it's fine.

If Vermouth had a backup device for clandestine communication hidden elsewhere on her body, this little trick wouldn't be able to work, since Hotaru wouldn't be able to lay a hand on her while she was pretending to be unconscious.

But when Vermouth was unconscious, Hotaru had conducted a rather thorough search of her.

Although he was quite disappointed not to find anything like the "Secret Manual of Disguise," he did at least determine what kind of communication devices she had.

Cell phones, and hidden earphones in the ear canal.

Perhaps because of the latter's presence, Vermouth did not prepare a backup machine.

Could it be that she thinks Kudo has keen observation skills?

Or does she think there's no risk in daily life and that such a thing isn't necessary?

In short, the other end of the headset communication is with Gin, and since we can't reach him now, we'll just make a phone call.

About ten seconds later, Ying Sheng heard Vodka's very hoarse voice in the earphones:

"Hey."

Chapter 192 Vermouth's hush money led to a good thing!

After Kiyoko finished her opening remarks as instructed by Hotaru, she asked Vodka in a cold tone what had happened.

Vodka was silent for a few moments: "Your identity has been exposed, Vermouth. Someone ambushed us near Kiyoko Cedar's house, and Big Brother was shot."

"Is the problem serious? Do you need my help?"

"No need. Just keep an eye on Sherry. You heard what Big Brother said before. This matter may be related to Miyano Akemi. It's a series of traps."

“Sherry can’t escape. With the security level of the research institute, even if Kaito Kid came, he wouldn’t be able to get away.” Kiyoko paused. “Speaking of Miyano Akemi, could this matter be related to Akai Shuichi? It’s not impossible for the FBI to find someone who knows how to disguise.”

"I don't know. We'll talk about this later. If you have anything else to say, please say it quickly."

Vodka's tone was impatient, accompanied by a series of urgent honking horns and even curses from passersby.

"Is Gin badly injured?" Kiyoko asked.

"Headshot, understand? Headshot! Just a hair's breadth away from the center of the eye!" Vodka practically roared these words, but he forcibly suppressed them in an instant, gritting his teeth and saying, "Big Brother won't die, absolutely not!"

Kiyoko was silent for a few moments: "I'll wait for you at the research institute. There's no need to carry out the previous mission anymore."

"I won't go to the research institute, it's not safe there. And Vermouth, you're still using that disgusting voice. Have you really fallen for that detective brat? Don't forget who you are!"

“You’re getting too excited, Vodka. Focus on driving, that’s all.” Kiyoko’s voice remained calm.

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Inside a boutique overseas, Qingzi lingered among the dazzling array of goods like a butterfly flitting among flowers, her radiant smile more dazzling than the diamonds lightly touched by her fingertips.

"Hotaru-kun, aren't you underestimating Mr. Vodka a little?"

“There are indeed some. I originally wanted to find out their locations and then eliminate them completely, but the conversation just couldn’t go any further. Miyano Akemi and Akai Shuichi are the same. Right now, Vodka only has Gin on his mind and won’t engage with them at all.”

"I'm not guessing, Mr. Yingsheng. Did the police find you in the bakery last time using reverse tracking?"

"Yes, but I can't get it. Besides, vodka is like this now. If I call it later, you'll probably be exposed immediately."

"It should be about the same now. Even if Vermouth and Gin didn't keep in constant communication before, as soon as they re-established contact, they would immediately realize that something was wrong and that there was another Kiyoko Yukimatsu."

"First, I guarantee that their communications were absolutely cut off at that time; second, then we just won't let them establish contact."

"Hmm? So, you mean Hotaru-kun sent people to follow Gin, and they're definitely going to die?"

"No, Vodka's driving skills are so good that even the police were easily shaken off. I really can't find anyone to keep up with him for the time being."

"So, the plan is to cut off contact with Vermouth?"

Kiyoko grew increasingly suspicious: "Could it be that they want Miss Sherry to kill her? Is that really a possibility? Or does Hotaru-kun want to force Miss Ran into the research institute, kill Vermouth, and take Miss Sherry away?"

"Forced entry is too crude, that's not my style."

Ying Sheng smiled and said, "Call Miyano Akemi and tell her that you orchestrated all of this and that Kudo Shinichi knew nothing about it. If they can grant you one request, then you should help Sherry escape."

Thirty seconds later, Akemi Miyano asked the question in a deep voice:

"any request?"

“From now on, you are not allowed to get close to Kudo-kun anymore. No, you must openly show him malice.” Kiyoko smiled slightly. “I have an interesting idea, and I hope you can pass it on to your sister.”

"Don't worry, Gin is either dead or unconscious. You can talk without worrying about being eavesdropped on."

A minute later, Akemi Miyano's fingers trembled slightly as she pressed the dial button. After Shiho Miyano called her name twice on the phone, she gritted her teeth and forced herself to remain calm, saying:

"Shiho, I have something very important to tell you. Whether you agree or not, even if you want to blame me or scold me, wait until I finish speaking."

Inside the sterile buffer zone, Shiho Miyano's eyes flickered slightly: "Sister, you can say whatever you want, as long as it's not about persuading me to leave the organization."

She meant to warn people to be careful of being eavesdropped on.

Akemi Miyano immediately understood and hurriedly said, "Gin was ambushed and shot in the head. He can't listen to us now."

"what?!"

Shiho Miyano's heart skipped a beat, but she quickly regained her composure and asked in quick succession, "Who did this? How do you know, sister? Are you sure about this?"