Chapter 51 Vermouth: Ah~ Sherry! (Please continue reading)
Beika Town, Tsuchiya Pharmaceutical Research Institute.

This is a pharmaceutical research institute located in Beika Town.

On the surface, it is a research institute, but in reality, it is one of the bases of a criminal organization.

Meanwhile, Gin transferred Sherry and the other organization members to this base.

As for the previous base, it was abandoned by Gin because of the relationship between Vodka, Korn, and Chianti, and then burned down.

This way, all traces can be erased, preventing malicious individuals from tracing their research institute and causing unnecessary trouble.

Bourbon: Gin, who are you trying to defend against?!
only.
Today, an uninvited guest finally arrived at the research institute, but this uninvited guest turned out to be one of our own.

"Vermouth, what are you doing here? And when did you come to Tokyo from America?"

Gin blocked Vermouth at the door, preventing her from going in directly.

He knew that Vermouth and Sherry didn't get along, but he wasn't sure why.

Vermouth was extremely wary of this matter, and Sherry was unaware of it either.

No one had told him this, but he didn't intend to ask any further questions.

trouble!

However, Vermouth's visit this time is definitely not for good news; she's most likely here to cause trouble for Sherry, or...
Upon hearing this, Vermouth smiled slightly: "I didn't come here to cause trouble for Sherry. I simply want to know who this guy is who made Vodka, Cohen, and Chianti suffer losses."

Although she knew that the thing that had caused Vodka and his companions to suffer this time was a ghost, she did not believe the claim.

She also believes that someone is manipulating everything behind the scenes.

She was quite interested in this person who had managed to evade the organization's investigation, so she came to find out more about him.

"Could you tell me? It's Gin!"

"I'm sure your investigation has yielded some results by now! Tell me about it, don't be so stingy."

Upon hearing this, Gin's face darkened.

As expected, they came with ill intentions, immediately poking at his core and wanting to see him make a fool of himself.

Although this whole mess was caused by Vodka, Cohen, and Chianti, their boss was also implicated and punished.

As for who was behind this, he found nothing.

He had already sent people to investigate the building and the surrounding surveillance footage, and he had searched the building inside and out, but he found no useful clues. The ghost seemed to have appeared out of thin air, without leaving any trace.

The only clue is the 'ghost' portrait that Shirley drew, based on Vodka's dictation.

But he doesn't believe in ghosts.

He believes in Ko Wen-je's philosophy!
"Get out!" Gin said, his face grim, pointing to the door. "I have nothing to say to you!"

If the person in front of him wasn't Vermouth, but someone else, he would definitely have held a gun to his head and told him to get lost.

The person in front of him was Vermouth, who held a higher position in the organization than him, but this was his territory, and he wouldn't tolerate anyone else being presumptuous.

Upon hearing this, Vermouth revealed a playful smile: "It seems we haven't found anything out. This person behind the scenes is quite extraordinary!"

"Alright, alright, I won't ask!"

When Vermouth saw that Gin looked displeased and was about to lose his temper, she stopped her reckless actions.

She knew Gin's character perfectly well; if he really lost his temper, he would have shot Rum in the head even if he were standing right in front of him.

Not to mention her.

Therefore, the most outrageous person in the organization is none other than Gin.

"Humph!"

Gin snorted coldly, his expression softening slightly, and turned to walk inside.

Vermouth then followed her inside.

As the saying goes, enemies are destined to meet.

At the corner, Sherry walked towards her and saw Vermouth. Her smile vanished quickly, replaced by a gloomy expression. She pointed at Vermouth and said...

Why is this woman here?

Vermouth walked past Gin and stood in front of Sherry, her smile growing even brighter: "I hate it when people point at me. Don't you want your finger anymore?"

"Perfect! Your fingers are beautiful; they're a perfect keepsake!"

next second.

Sherry, like a frightened kitten, immediately withdrew her fingers and hid behind Gin, afraid that Vermouth would do something rash. Her face turned pale and then red.

Although she hated Gin, at this moment, only Gin could protect her. That wretched Vermouth, one day I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget, for always bullying me!

But what exactly happened back then, and why did Vermouth target me so much?
She had no grudge against Vermouth, but she was constantly being targeted.

I feel this matter is closely related to her parents.

But the matter happened too long ago, and she had no way of investigating it.

Seeing that Sherry was so sensible, and considering that this was Gin's territory, Vermouth didn't do anything too extreme to her. She simply lifted Sherry's chin and said, "Sherry, you'd better behave next time you see me."

"Gin can't be with you forever."

"And what should you say if you make a mistake?" Vermouth squinted, waiting for Sherry's answer.

Shirley looked into Vermouth's eyes, feeling a mix of fear and humiliation: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Vermouth was satisfied with Sherry's answer and patted her on the shoulder.

"Keep it up, Sherry!"

Shirley lowered her head and remained silent.

Gin, who was standing to the side, saw this scene but said nothing.

A gentle nudge to Sherry can help her stay grounded, and Vermouth is the perfect person to do that.

This saved him from having to say much.

Good thing!

"gone!"

Gin called out and walked forward.

Vermouth glanced at Sherry and followed.

After Gin and Vermouth left the corridor, Sherry turned to look at the end of the corridor before silently returning to her office and gazing at a painting on the wall.

"Mr. Ghost, I really wish I could meet you!"

Sherry looked at the Gastly portrait on the wall and murmured to herself.

Gin's office.

Vermouth sat on the sofa, crossed her legs, and lit a cigarette.

"I never expected Vodka to be sent to the Middle East this time. I wonder if I'll ever see him again!"

According to the intelligence she received, Vodka was sent to the Middle East, a region known as the "graveyard of empires," by the organization because he had lost a box of APTX-4869.

She wasn't even sure if Vodka would come back alive.

"Hmph!" Gin snorted coldly. "He made a mistake and should be punished. That was his own choice."

"He came back alive to prove he was still useful; if he's dead, he's just a piece of trash!"

"An organization has no place for waste!"

Upon hearing this, Vermouth smiled.

Was he trash? Why didn't you kill him? Looks like you still care about vodka!

Anyone else would have been killed by Gin long ago, but Vodka was spared.

It seems that Gin isn't so heartless after all, at least not to vodka.

"I'm here today to investigate the guy codenamed Ghost with you."

“Let’s see if we can recover the stolen APTX-4869,” Vermouth said.

"unnecessary!"

"This is the BOSS's order!"

Gin fell silent; he could not disobey the BOSS's orders.

"Understood. I'll have someone organize the intelligence and give it to you. You can leave now!"

He was annoyed just looking at Vermouth!

"Don't forget the information."

Vermouth got up and went outside.

Just then, the cell phone rang.

(End of this chapter)

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