Isn't it very scientific to use the Death Note to kill people?

Are they on our side?

Vermouth realized this, but her face darkened.

"What's going on?! Calvados!"

Although it was to her advantage, the unexpected development still made her somewhat exasperated.

However, Calvados couldn't hear Vermouth's voice from his position, and after controlling Conan and realizing this, he could only put aside these doubts for the time being.

The situation has reversed again.

After using Conan's tranquilizer dart to anesthetize him, Vermouth looked coldly at Jodie, who was sitting there injured.

There were too many unexpected situations tonight.

Most importantly, they failed to catch Sherry...

If Jundu finds out everything by daybreak, and he fails to deal with Sherry, things could get very complicated.

There's no time left to waste.

After dealing with this FBI agent, I need to go back immediately to find Sherry's whereabouts.

Vermouth was about to gesture for Calvados to deal with Judy when a cold male voice came from the shadows: "He had a rifle, a shotgun, and three pistols on him. I thought he was some kind of arms dealer."

Emerging from the shadows was a man with sharp eyes.

He was carrying a shotgun in one hand.

The moment Vermouth saw that face, her pupils contracted: "Shuichi Akai..."

"However, I've already broken both of that guy's legs, so he can't continue making deals."

"Shuichi! This woman has other helpers!" Judy, who had fallen to the ground, said anxiously.

“I know it’s a bit far to get there… but it’s okay, as long as I stand here, I won’t be spotted.”

Shuichi Akai answered without any sign of nervousness.

Vermouth's face darkened, and she had no choice but to start thinking about a way out.

Chapter 327: Exterminate All

boom!

A gunshot rang out from under the dock, and the flash of the shotgun blast sent Vermouth flying backward.

She fell to the ground in a very disheveled state.

"No, Xiu..."

"Don't worry, this woman is wearing a bulletproof vest with padding, she's fully equipped with bulletproof gear, at most she'll only have two or three broken ribs."

Shuichi Akai indifferently enjoyed Vermouth's distressed expression, and sneered, "And look closely, her face with the scratches... that's definitely her true face without any disguise."

They've already been checkmated.

This woman can't escape—

Just as Shuichi Akai was thinking, the red dot that had just disappeared reappeared on the dock, and it was aimed at the head of Conan, who was lying unconscious next to the car.

Shuichi Akai's expression hardened upon seeing this: "Are you trying to force us to back down?"

Faced with life and death, Vermouth's mind works extremely fast.

She gritted her teeth and endured the discomfort and excruciating pain from her fractured ribs, taking advantage of Akai Shuichi's hesitation to act, and scooped up the unconscious Conan.

"show--!"

"That brat is such a nuisance!"

Shuichi Akai wanted to shoot, but when Vermouth coldly pointed the pistol at Conan's forehead, he ultimately couldn't bring himself to do it.

Vermouth laboriously shoved Conan into the car, started the engine, and sped away.

To prevent Shuichi Akai and his group from chasing after her in their car, she used her rearview mirror to aim at the fuel tank of Jodie's car, fired several shots, and actually blew it up.

Amidst the towering flames, Shuichi Akai felt a sense of admiration.

"She's in that condition and she can still do this much, that's impressive."

"What are you so impressed with?! She's already run away with a hostage!"

"What can we do? There's a sniper lurking in the shadows..."

Shuichi Akai glanced in the direction where the laser had just been aimed and swept, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

The arms dealer named Calvados was nothing special, but the other sniper who was hiding was quite interesting—his hiding place was rather unusual, and the distance was also quite far.

There are only two or three places to hide in that direction.

But no matter where you look from, there are several blind spots in this position that the enemy can't see... But that guy accurately grasped the situation and provided cover for Vermouth at just the right moment, which means that the sniper probably had other companions observing this place.

In this situation, Shuichi Akai must not act rashly.

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Vermouth drove away to a remote grove of trees on the outskirts of the city.

She stopped the car only after she was completely sure it was safe.

She took out her phone and glanced at it.

I've given you too much freedom. Come back to me, Vermouth.

It was a text message from the boss.

So that's how it is. Calvados is dead?

Vermouth kept her actions a secret from everyone, but Calvados couldn't hide it from her because she had flown to Japan.

So it's likely that the BOSS learned of the other party's death immediately, which led to the sending of this warning text message.

【I understand, Boss.】

Vermouth sent the text message.

Then she looked at Conan, who was unconscious from the tranquilizer dart, and wondered what to do with him when she suddenly heard the sound of a car engine.

She looked up warily, but was soon blinded by the sudden glare of the car's high beams.

asshole--!

Realizing the intruders meant her harm, Vermouth gripped her gun tightly.

A black sedan quickly pulled up in front of Vermouth's car, and under her wary gaze, a man in a black trench coat got out.

The long, silver hair made Vermouth feel uneasy.

"Gin..."

Her voice trembled slightly.

"What exactly do you want to do, Vermouth?"

Gin's cold voice immediately began to accuse him.

But Vermouth managed a smile.

"Did you show up here just to hold me accountable?"

"You dragged the FBI into this and caused the organization to lose a good man like Calvados... Don't think you can act recklessly just because that man favors you."

Gin's voice was cold.

As he walked to the car, he had already drawn his gun, but under Vermouth's tense yet composed gaze, he pointed the gun at Conan.

"They even brought a little brat with them."

"Aren't you being too suspicious? I only managed to escape by taking this brat hostage."

"Then get rid of him."

Faced with that merciless and hesitant command, Vermouth immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

Looking at the coldness and cruelty emanating from those dark green eyes, Vermouth feigned nonchalance: "He's just a brat, why would he go to such lengths?"

"Just a kid?"

Gin revealed a sinister smirk.

Then, to Vermouth's astonishment, he took out a knife and cut open Conan's clothes.

Electrodes for monitoring electrocardiograms were attached to Conan's body, and a transmitter and a recorder were also connected to it.

The moment Vermouth saw this scene, her heart sank to the bottom.

Gin has no chance of letting him off this time.

"Hmph... Do they have accomplices hiding behind the scenes?"

"Looks like this kid was the one who ran into the station when they traded the software developed by Itakura Suguru before, right?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Then we'll find everyone around him and kill them all..."

Gin, completely unconcerned that what he was saying would be heard by the person on the other end of the transmitter, simply ripped the transmitter off Conan and crushed it.

He even gave a ferocious smile, as if he had caught a whiff of prey.

At that moment, Vermouth felt a chill run through her entire body.

To wipe out everyone around this kid... naturally, that includes that child, Xiaolan.

What should I do?

What should we do now?

As she watched helplessly as Gin gradually picked up the gun, Vermouth frantically tried to figure out how to salvage the situation.

The answer is no.

If Gin discovers this and harbors murderous intent, Yukiko's son will likely be doomed, but at least Ran...

At the very least, we can't let that child die an unexplained death because of being implicated.

"...You said to wipe out everyone around him, does that include Jun Du?"

"What do you mean?"

"Literal meaning."

Despite her injuries, Vermouth forced a smile at Gin: "The Cointreau you've got your eye on just happens to be within your 'ruthless' scope."

Gin snorted coldly.

"It doesn't matter. We can deal with Jundu's problem later. Anyone who is detrimental to the organization should not live. Let's send this brat on his way now."

Gin raised his gun, but this time, the muzzle was pointed at Vermouth: "But there's also you. You've seemed worried about me killing this brat ever since I started."

Chapter 328: Let's Have an Honest Talk

boom!

A gunshot echoed deep into the woods.

Along with the bullet, shards of windshield also flew out.

Gin fired.

The sudden gunshot, right next to Vermouth's stiff face, made her ears ring. The rising temperature of the air around the gun barrel and the smell of gunpowder made her heart pound.

"..."

After a while, Vermouth realized something was wrong.

"you--"

"Because he is good at disguise, he doesn't notice that others might use the same method."

As Gin spoke, he reached down to his neck and lifted the human skin mask.

What was revealed below was none other than Lin Jiashu's face.

"Cointreau——!"

"As expected, you care a lot about Conan's life."