Ke Xue: I have a knife, and you still dare to fight me?

In the past few days, Gin has completed most of the organization's tasks.

Back in his Porsche 356A, Vodka was already waiting in the driver's seat.

Just then, a message arrived.

Gin took it out and saw that it was from Tequila, but it was sent using Vermouth's phone.

The reason is simple: Tequila's cell phone had already heroically sacrificed itself while it was traveling across the ocean with him.

The text message basically said that he had gotten himself into trouble by plotting against Shuichi Akai, and would be delayed for a few more days before returning.

Gin's temples throbbed as he watched.

It takes a week just to get you some medication information, right?

Anyone who didn't know better would think you were on vacation.

"Two days. Either you come back, or I go to you. In that case, you don't need to come back."

After editing the text message, Gin sent it.

He said coldly, "Drive."

Vodka started the car, and seeing his older brother's gloomy face, he didn't dare to say anything.

Who has offended this old man again?

Upon receiving Gin's reply, Tequila jumped out of bed and turned to look at Vermouth beside her.

.........

Kurokawasaki Tsuki slept until noon.

He felt refreshed and energized at that moment.

Great, fully recovered.

I called Shuichi Akai back and asked him about the tequila.

Unfortunately, the FBI's investigation revealed that the tequila had likely already been taken away.

Forget it, let him be.

With nothing else to do, Kurokawa Saki went to the FBI's training ground to help them use up some bullets.

He stayed in the United States for two more days, spending the entire time at the training ground, where he played with almost every type of firearm.

Shuichi Akai, on the other hand, has been investigating the whereabouts of the organization's members.

However, the FBI is really unreliable.

When I'm checking something, it's either windy or rainy.

Too lazy to wait for them to investigate, Kurokawasaki Tsuki took a plane back to Japan overnight.

Anyway, Shuichi Akai is in America, so it's enough to leave things there to him.

At the same time, Tequila, under Vermouth's cover, boarded the flight with a fake face and a fake identity.

In order to disrupt the organization's investigation into Kurokawasaki Tsuki, Vermouth, under the guise of escorting him, sat next to Tequila and went back to Japan with him.

The plane took off smoothly.

By the time Kurokawasaki had had a good sleep, the plane was already landing.

Everything is just right.

I stretched and yawned.

I got up and prepared to get off the plane.

Then I felt a gaze fixed on me without any hesitation.

Kurokawasaki Tsuki glanced casually at the owner of the gaze.

She is a good-looking woman.

But he didn't know him.

The instant you make eye contact with a woman.

He keenly noticed the surprise in the woman's eyes.

They seemed surprised by the appearance of Kurokawasaki Tsuki.

Not right.

Kurokawa Saki narrowed his eyes, his Sharingan seeing right through the disguise on her face.

……

Belmode?

Kurokawasaki Tsuki quickly turned her head to look around her.

Sure enough, Vermouth is here, so how far away can tequila be?

It's you again, tequila!

Looking at the pale face of the agave, Kurokawasaki Tsukito couldn't help but marvel at its tenacious vitality.

They're still alive.

Vermouth looked away the instant their eyes met.

Pretending to be admiring the scenery.

Although she suspected that Kurokawasaki Tsuki might have already discovered her, she couldn't let Tequila notice anything amiss.

Kurokawasaki Tsuki paused in packing his luggage, silently took a few steps back, politely yielding to Vermouth, and then followed the two at a distance.

I was wondering if I should find a secluded spot later and smear some tequila on my neck.

Tequila was currently contacting Gin via text message, using Vermouth's phone.

'I am Tequila, and I've returned to Japan. Vermouth came with me.'

Gin is currently on his way to the next mission location.

I was both amused and annoyed when I received a text message from Tequila. So, you've finally decided to come back?

However, why is Vermouth, this woman, not staying in the US playing games with the FBI, coming to Japan?

Gin frowned.

So, he casually grabbed a task from the organization and sent it to him.

They specifically named Agave as the one to complete the task.

Upon receiving the mission, Tequila gritted his teeth. He could forgive being sent to America in the middle of the night to retrieve something, but he had almost died there twice. He had finally returned to Japan, and his injuries hadn't even healed before he was sent on another mission. Damn Gin, one day I'll stand above you and give you a million missions, and you'll finish them all in a single day!

Vermouth also noticed Agave's constipated expression.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

Agave took a deep breath.

"The organization has a mission."

Vermouth gave her a playful look; she immediately understood.

Poor agave.

Tequila hailed a taxi and headed to the mission location.

Kurokawa Saki took a taxi and followed.

Soon, Tequila arrived at the Full Paradise video game company.

After getting out of the car, he slammed the car door shut.

The taxi driver blurted out, "Baka!"

Tequila took off her sunglasses and turned around, revealing a murderous look in her eyes. The taxi driver swallowed his anger, daring not to speak out.

Forget it, it's better to avoid trouble. He doesn't want to be on the front page of tomorrow's Beika Town news.

The taxi driver stepped on the gas and drove away from this troublesome place.

Vermouth kept an eye on what was behind her, silently praying that Kurokawasaki Tsuki wouldn't follow.

Even if they catch up, you must restrain yourself and not impulsively cut the tequila. After all, this is Japan, and it wouldn't be good if Gin found out.

She wouldn't be so quick to help cover it up.

Eh……

Vermouth sighed.

Chapter 47 Unlucky Agave

Tequila limped into the Full Paradise arcade.

His murderous aura was completely undisguised; anyone who didn't know better would think someone owed him a million dollars.

Seeing this, Vermouth silently kept her distance from him.

Kurokawasaki Tsukiya also joined in.

I followed the tequila all the way to a large hall.

There seem to be some kind of event going on here; there are quite a lot of people.

It was quite lively.

Just then, Kurokawasaki Tsuki blended into the crowd and quietly watched Tequila's movements.

Vermouth leaned to one side, trying her best to avoid glancing at Kurokawasaki Tsuki.

Is tequila also a workhorse?

He went on a mission as soon as he got back to Japan?

Someone as hardworking as him must get along quite well with Gin.

Kurokawasaki Tsuki touched his chin.

Speaking of which, I feel like I've heard this code name before. Which episode is it from?

It's been a long time, I can't remember.

Just as Kurokawasaki was pondering this, a small, blue figure slipped past him.

Oh, it's Conan...

Conan!?

Kurokawasaki looked at the figure in front of him again in disbelief.

That blue suit jacket and shorts outfit looks like something out of Conan.

"..."

Is another unlucky person about to get into trouble? What a coincidence!

Kurokawasaki Tsuki quickly turned his back.

Can't see me, can't see me...

Conan wasn't really paying attention to this area at the time.

At this moment, all he could think about was Ran shouting, "Come back, Shinichi!" and then punching the machine, giving it a score of 400.

If my identity is exposed in the future, I guess I won't even need anyone from the organization to come; I'll probably be punched to death by Xiaolan first.

Thinking of this, Conan couldn't help but shudder.

Conan was so engrossed in imagining how he would die that he didn't even pay attention to where he was going.

It bumped right into the agave plant that was walking towards it.

"oops."

Conan was knocked to the ground.

Looking up, I met the murderous gaze of the agave, which was filled with resentment.