Conan: I'm Not a Model Worker in the Winery

Chapter 380 Vermouth: I'm stupid

When Gin points a gun at your head and asks you to make a choice, either obey him or he kills you, what will you choose?
Nonsense, of course I should kneel down and call him daddy...

Okay, that’s getting off topic.

So let's take a look at the reactions of the Belmode players:
Facing Gin's death threat, Vermouth was able to remain calm and even sneered twice, and then...

She raised her hands!

"Well, just join if you want to. Why are you so fierce? What good will killing me do to you? Other than making you more suspicious."

Oh, she is definitely not a coward, this is called adapting to circumstances.

Gin was stunned by her straightforwardness.

What? His expression was so sinister just now, and he thought he couldn't handle it, but...

Gin curled his lips and put away the coldness on his face, "Suspicious? What's suspicious about me? When I sent Ireland to the medical center just now, I told him that you were seriously injured and dying. It's normal for you to die."

“…Hehe, hehe.” Vermouth’s cheek twitched, “Then thank you so much!”

The word "thank you" was emphasized particularly.

Gin shrugged, "You're welcome."

Under Vermouth's murderous gaze, Gin took out his cell phone which had been vibrating for a while.

After reading the message, his expression became more relaxed. He put his phone in his pocket, put on his hat, and stuffed the pistol he had taken from Vermouth into his pocket.

Vermouth, who witnessed this scene, said: "..."

The robber! The robber! That was her last pistol!
"Come on, let's go somewhere else."

Gin stood up and cleaned up the traces of their presence in the room before turning to Vermouth and speaking.

Vermouth slowly stood up and looked at Gin with a wary look in her eyes, "Change place? Where?"

Gin wouldn't want to take her to a deserted corner...

And then kill her?
Her trust in Gin has now dropped from full to 90%.

Gin turned his head and looked at her speechlessly, "It's just a move to a place where the organization is not monitoring you, what are you afraid of? I guess no one would want you even if I sold you."

“What did you say?” Vermouth sneered, “I’m a famous star after all, right? How could there be no one…”

Halfway through the conversation, Vermouth suddenly realized something was wrong—why was she arguing with Gin about her being sold out!
Gin, who had already left: "..."

It shocked him for ten thousand years that Vermouth actually agreed to let him sell her?

Hiss, let him calculate how much it can be sold for.

Belmode: "..."

How embarrassing! Is it too late for her to kill Gin now?
Hmm, it seems like she can't beat Gin...

……

Vermouth almost limped into Gin's black car.

Although her leg was forcibly fixed by Kuroba Kaito, it was probably still a little bruised and there was still some pain in the bones.

Gin was now certain that Kagami must have been behind this.

So, he glanced at Vermouth in the back seat with a slightly guilty look in his eyes - mainly because he had just spent less than five minutes to pull the other person to his side...

Judging from the speed of her defection, Vermouth's loyalty to the organization is definitely not that high.

And it seems that they still have a high degree of trust in him, and have not yet taken a stand of their own... At present, it seems that there are only some disagreements on the issue of the "distribution" of Shirley's cake. The rest seems...

Well, in other aspects, Vermouth seems to be completely different from other people in the organization. Unlike him, he is a completely free man and is not very active in completing his tasks, otherwise he would not have been asked to help handle affairs in the United States before.

...But, considering the relationship between Vermouth and that person, this shouldn't be the case, right?

Gin's heart was full of little question marks.

"Where are we going now?"

"Rice Flower Hotel..."

After saying this place name, Gin suddenly paused. Strangely, why did he feel that the name of Mihua Hotel sounded familiar?
"Oh, there..."

When she heard that they were going to a place she was familiar with, Vermouth breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, Beika Town is almost like home now.

Seeing Gin concentrating on driving and ignoring her, Vermouth felt a little awkward.

When she first got into the car, she saw blood on the back seat. It seemed that what Gin said about Ireland being injured was true.

Vermouth pondered for a while, "Oh, right, Gin..."

"what?"

"Did you hire that guy at the dock?"

"The one with black hair?" Gin asked back.

Vermouth: “…Yes.” She also asked about hair color…are there people with white hair?

"My childhood friend."

Gin's answer was concise and to the point.

This answer made Vermouth a little stunned, and then she forced a smile, "Then your childhood friend is quite impressive..."

Hearing this, Gin's eyebrows slightly curved, "That's right, after all, I brought him out."

Although he was taken to England after only being with them for a few years, and his friends had to hone their skills on their own during the seven or eight years he was away from Japan, he was the one who laid the foundation for them.

Moreover, even though the five of them are about the same age, considering his age in his previous life, Jing and Rei are considered half-juniors in Gin's eyes.

“…You, you brought it?” Vermouth was stunned, the corners of her mouth twitching unnaturally, “Then can I understand that you are better than him?”

I hope the answer is not definite.

She looked at Gin expectantly, and he pondered for a moment, then nodded affirmatively: "Ah, about the same, but Jing should be the one who is most likely to beat me."

Belmode: "..."

Good, hope is dashed.

It turns out that Gin is the most unkind one... Why haven't I seen him so fierce before?

“…Then, do you know that white-haired man?” Vermouth thought of Gin saying that he had sent people to protect Conan, and inexplicably thought of a very cheerful man, and asked tentatively, “It’s…”

"The one you took a photo with last time?" Gin knew who she was talking about as soon as he heard it, "My childhood friend."

"...How many childhood friends do you have?"

"There are two more."

Belmode: "..."

Enough, enough, let her slow down, has she entered a monster's lair?
Is it too late to get off now?
Vermouth held onto the interior door handle, thinking about the possibility of jumping out of the car and escaping at this speed.

Time always passes faster when we are chatting.

Before Vermouth could make a decision between jumping out of the car or not, Gin drove to the door of the Rice Flower Hotel.

"Get off the bus and go to room 404."

After letting her get out of the car, Gin slowly stepped on the accelerator and prepared to park the car in the parking lot next to it.

"Gin." Before Gin left, Vermouth suddenly looked at him strangely, "You... don't want to betray the organization?"

Gin was stunned for a moment, then he laughed: "Betrayal? How is that possible..."

Vermouth just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard him say disdainfully:
"I have never been loyal to this crappy organization, so it can't be considered a betrayal."

"..."

Damn it, can Gin finish his words at once?
In the end, it was betrayal!

(End of this chapter)