Stay away from Conan.

“I’ve heard the general situation. The fact that that woman managed to escape even though they had clearly confined Sherry inside the building shows that Vermouth and the others bear undeniable responsibility. But what about you?”

With a cold smile, Gin seemed to want to know what Chianti and the others had done in that incident.

To this, Chianti gave a cold laugh, then replied with slight displeasure:

"What a joke, Gin... that woman... you know me, how could I possibly take her orders? So, during that operation, that woman didn't contact me or Cohen at all."

"By the time we learned how things had unfolded, it was too late. Of the men we sent out to intercept Sherry, only Bourbon managed to escape; the rest were all wiped out."

Knowing this, and understanding that the operation that day, apart from Vermouth and Bourbon, was basically carried out by some peripheral, low-profile figures, it's no wonder they failed.

Therefore, knowing this, Gin couldn't help but chuckle in response:
"Oh? Is that so..."

Because of what happened with Calvados, Chianti and Ken will definitely not take Vermouth's orders. Instead, they'll have to deal with Sherry and the FBI behind her. How can they possibly succeed with just those people...?

No wonder, Rum ultimately had to clean up the mess himself.

However, as she finished speaking, Chianti seemed quite indignant and cursed, then continued angrily to herself:

"Damn it, it makes me so angry just thinking about it. That woman made such a mess of things, and that official didn't even give any clear punishment. It's infuriating..."

"And even Rum... said she was in charge of investigating Gil's whereabouts..."

"Ha, Kir... Despite the organization's all-out search, they still haven't found her, just because of that woman..."

“Kil is dead, definitely…”

Thus, as Chianti mentioned Rena Kiss, Cohen, who was with Chianti, rather taciturnly and coldly offered his opinion—

Clearly, he felt that if such a large-scale search could not find even a trace of Gil, then the only explanation was that Gil was dead.

"Humph……"

Upon hearing this, Chianti couldn't help but snort coldly and said:

"That would be better. What if they brainwashed us and turned against us..."

"This is impossible."

As the conversation steered to this point, Gin on the other end of the phone said:

“That woman had bullets in both her hands and feet, was given truth serum, and even had her ribs broken without uttering a sound, so there’s nothing to worry about, Chianti…”

Gin then recounted some of Gil's past.

Upon hearing this, Vodka, who was standing next to Gin, couldn't help but say:

"Could it be the time that made that person look at her differently? Big brother..."

"Yes."

Gin replied.

When this matter was brought up, Chianti did recall it:

"Oh? Speaking of that, I've heard about it too. Kiel discovered a rat who had infiltrated the organization and cornered him, but unexpectedly, Kiel was captured and tortured instead. By the time we arrived, she was already on the verge of death… "But I just can't understand why, based solely on that, she gained that person's favor and was even assigned to our team. In terms of seniority, she's not exactly on par with us!"

Clearly, Chianti was quite unhappy that Kiel was able to team up with them.

Gin offered an explanation for this:
"teeth……"

"what?"

Chianti was completely baffled by the words that had suddenly come out of Gin's mouth.

Gin then went on to explain:

"With the only weapon she had left, Kiel bit the rat's wrist, nearly crushing his bones, and snatched the pistol. Then, with her barely movable fingers, she pulled the trigger, firing a bullet up the chin of the disoriented rat and blowing his head off..."

"This is a skill that only a wild beast driven to madness when cornered can perform..."

"But then, wouldn't that mean the rat just died? How do you know Kiel didn't say anything?"

Chianti asked, puzzled.

"Because the mouse had a recording device in its arms that recorded the entire interrogation of Kiel."

Gin explained.

"I see, so the recorder didn't capture any of Kiel's voice, right..."

Chianti understood the situation.

Upon hearing these words again, Vodka, standing beside Gin, seemed to recall something and said:
"But brother, speaking of this matter... don't we know anything about that rat?"

"Yes, he was carrying many fake driver's licenses with photos of himself wearing makeup and passports with different names attached. He's definitely not an ordinary rat..."

"However, I do know the original name of that rat."

Gin said this, and Vodka remembered it too:
"So, when my older brother and I arrived, there was an accomplice of his who was completely unaware of what was happening and leisurely went to the scene to meet up with the rat. He was even calling his name in a low voice."

"That's right, in the ear of that unresponsive rat corpse, a name that had never appeared on his body or passport was being called, repeating endlessly like a broken cassette tape... Finally, after noticing our presence, he took his own life without hesitation..."

Gin said this, and Vodka chimed in:
"Maybe I was too far away at the time, so I didn't hear you clearly, brother..."

"I'm sorry, I never remember what the dead look like or their names... But I have a general idea of ​​who those rats really are. Let's ask them when Gil comes back; she should have heard their names by now."

That's what Gin said.

As a result, Chianti was clearly surprised by this:
"Isn't Kiel's whereabouts still unknown?"

"Didn't Rum say that Vermouth is investigating Kir's whereabouts... Surely Vermouth will get results, won't she?"

Gin chuckled and gave that answer, and then the call ended.

As Gin and Vodka continued driving in their Porsche 356A, unbeknownst to them, a small, unidentified flying object silently flew away from under their car, and then disappeared through the tunnel they were passing through...

"—So, Gin's primary purpose in returning is still to get back at Rena Mizunashi..." (End of Chapter)