I'm in Conan, I'm not a gangster

Chapter 306: Vermouth's Little Plan (3 more)
Suzuki Tomoko looked at Shiraishi E with gratitude in her eyes, and she said sincerely: "Shiraishi-kun, thank you so much this time!"

"If you hadn't acted in time, the Black Star would have been taken by Kaito Kidd."

Shiraishi waved her hand with a relaxed smile on her face, and responded: "Mrs. Suzuki, you are too polite. Sonoko and I are friends, and it is natural for friends to help each other!"

Suzuki Tomoko nodded, with a hint of appreciation in her eyes.

She was about to say something else, but Shiraishi's expression became a little serious: "By the way, Mrs. Suzuki, I heard from a friend that something might happen here after 11 o'clock tonight. I wonder if you have heard anything about it?"

"After eleven?" Suzuki Tomoko was stunned for a moment, frowning slightly, looking a little confused: "What will happen? I haven't received any news."

Seeing her confused look, Shiraishi Hui knew in her heart that she really didn't know the truth.

He reminded: "For safety reasons, I think it is better to increase vigilance."

"After all, there are so many celebrities gathered at tonight's banquet. If something goes wrong, the consequences will be disastrous."

If it were before, Suzuki Tomoko would definitely not take what Shiraishi E said to heart.

But the opponent proved his ability by taking the Black Star back from Kaito Kidd!

She nodded solemnly: "You are right, Shiraishi-kun. I will notify the security captain and ask them to increase patrols to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

Shiraishi smiled slightly, with a hint of relief in her tone: "I hope I'm just worrying too much, but it's better to be safe than sorry."

Tomoko Suzuki also smiled, her eyes full of admiration: "Mr. Shiraishi is indeed meticulous. No wonder even Kaito Kid is not your opponent." After she said that, she turned and left, preparing to arrange security matters.

Shiraishi Hui watched her leave and sighed in her heart: It is rare to find someone as receptive to advice as Mrs. Suzuki.

After Suzuki Tomoko left, Suzuki Ayako came over. She seemed to be hesitant to speak, with a hint of shyness and hesitation on her face. Shiraishi noticed her strangeness and took the initiative to ask, "Ms. Ayako, what's the matter?"

Suzuki Ayako lowered her head slightly and said softly, "No...it's okay. I'll go greet other guests first. Goodbye, Shiraishi-kun." After that, she bowed slightly, turned and left.

When Sonoko saw her sister leaving, she immediately came over with obvious dissatisfaction on her face.

She put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "What the hell is going on with that Shinichi guy? He clearly said he would act out a play with my mother, but he ran away halfway! I'm so pissed off!"

Xiaolan, who was standing by, saw this and quickly comforted him, "Sonoko, don't be angry. Shinichi...maybe he has something urgent to deal with. He's always like this, you know that."

Conan quickly agreed, "Yes, Sonoko-sister! Shinichi-sister just sent me a message saying that there was an urgent case that needed his attention, so he had to leave."

Yuanzi snorted coldly, obviously not buying it: "You have time to come and steal things, but you don't have time to cooperate with the performance?"

"Humph, if he dares to set his eyes on my jewelry again next time, I will never let him go!"

She turned to look at Bai Shihui, a sly look flashing in her eyes, "Hui, you have to help me catch him next time! I'm going to teach him a lesson!"

Shiraishi nodded with a smile, her tone teasing: "Don't worry, Sonoko. Even if he runs away, I will chase him to his house, pull him out and hand him over to you for disposal!"

Sonoko then revealed a satisfied smile and patted Shiraishi's shoulder: "You are still reliable!"

Just then, Yukiko came over. She greeted everyone gracefully with a charming smile on her face: "What are you talking about? It looks like the atmosphere is lively."

Xiaolan briefly recounted what happened to Kaito Kidd's attack just now.

Yukiko was not surprised to learn that Shiraishi E had gotten the gems back.

She knew that the other party was very skilled!
It's normal to get the gems back.

On the contrary, it would be an accident if we didn’t catch Kaito Kidd!
While the others were chatting, Conan pulled Yukiko aside and said, "Mom, Kaito Kid's disguise technique is really amazing!"

"Not only can he change his appearance, he can also change his height! He's about the same height as me, but he can disguise himself as someone as tall as Uncle Shirou!"

When Yukiko heard this, a strange light flashed in her eyes. She touched her chin thoughtfully and said softly, "Oh? It can also change height? This is quite interesting..."

Her expression became a little strange, as if she had thought of something.

After staying in the banquet hall for a while, everyone felt a little bored and decided to walk around the cruise ship to kill time.

Bai Shihui reminded everyone, "Gather at the banquet hall at half past ten... I have something important to announce to you then! In case you don't remember, set an alarm on your phone!"

Everyone was a little surprised, but considering that the other party had always been reliable, they just did what the other party said.

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The lights in the corridor of the central kitchen were dim and the air was filled with a faint smell of oil smoke.

A waiter was leaning lazily on the armrest, enjoying the sea breeze, with a cigarette in his mouth. Amid the smoke, his fingers slid quickly on the screen of his mobile phone, obviously trying to kill time.

He looked relaxed, completely unaware of the approaching danger.

Vermouth appeared silently at the other end of the corridor, her eyes locked on the waiter like a cheetah.

She took light steps, and the soles of her shoes made almost no sound when they touched the ground.

Her movements were graceful and agile, like a cat lurking in the dark.

A few seconds later, she had already circled behind the waiter. The waiter was still immersed in the world of his phone and didn't notice anything unusual behind him.

Vermouth's eyes turned cold, and her hands stretched out quickly like iron clamps, directly locking the opponent's neck.

Before the waiter could make any sound, he felt suffocated, and as soon as he loosened his hand, the phone fell into the sea.

He struggled violently for a few times, but soon collapsed weakly.

Vermouth let go of his hand, and the waiter's body slid down the wall to the ground.

She looked down and confirmed that the other person was unconscious, then bent down, grabbed the other person by the collar, and effortlessly dragged him into an empty utility room nearby.

Vermouth took off the waiter's coat, then found a rope and tied his hands behind his back.

Then she squatted down, took off the socks from the waiter's feet, and stuffed them into his mouth without hesitation.

The whole process was smooth and there was not a single unnecessary movement.

After doing all this, Vermouth stood up, dusted off her hands, put the waiter's clothes on her arm, turned around and left the utility room, closing the door behind her.

More than ten minutes later, Vermouth appeared in the corridor again, but this time she had completely turned into the waitress.

She walked briskly towards the banquet hall, holding a tray full of champagne in her hand.

On the way, she passed by an empty rest room, paused slightly, and then slipped in.

She pulled a screw-down test tube from her pocket, unscrewed the cap, and poured the colorless liquid drop by drop into a few glasses of champagne.

She was extremely careful, making sure each glass of champagne was "dosed" precisely.

After doing all this, Vermouth put away the spiral test tube, picked up the champagne tray again, with a faint smile on her face, and continued walking towards the banquet hall.

In the banquet hall, the lights were bright, the music was melodious, and the guests gathered in twos and threes, chatting and laughing.

Vermouth carried a tray and moved among the crowd, her eyes occasionally glancing at the guests around her.

Whenever a guest reached for the champagne, she would tilt her head slightly, give a polite smile, and whisper, "Have a nice evening."

Every time she greeted someone, she was confirming the other person's identity.

If the other person is not on the list, they will leave with a smile and continue looking for the next target.

If the person on the list is someone on the list, her expression will instantly become apologetic and she will say softly: "Sorry, these champagnes have been drunk by others."

Afterwards, Vermouth will take back the champagne to prevent the other party from drinking it by mistake.

Although only a dozen guests can be infected each time, it can be delivered safely without affecting the people on the list, and can also reduce the number of infections.

However, just as she brought the champagne to the dance floor for the seventh time, things suddenly changed.

Several bodyguards looked around the crowd and finally locked their eyes on her.

One of the bodyguards picked up the intercom and whispered something.

The dance floor was very noisy, but Vermouth read the words through the other person's lip shape - the target was found, right on the dance floor!

She was not panicked at all. Instead, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a smug smile.

The unfortunate waiter has been discovered... This way, I can end the operation in a reasonable way.

Vermouth turned and left. Seeing this, the bodyguards immediately quickened their pace and chased after her.

Vermouth had enough experience in dealing with pursuers. She calmly merged into the crowd on the dance floor.

On the dance floor, guests were immersed in the music and swaying to the rhythm.

As she walked, Vermouth quickly took off the waiter's coat and threw it aside. Then, she took off her wig and tore off the mask on her face, revealing her original appearance.

Her movements were smooth and natural, as if she was just arranging her clothes. After a few seconds, she had completely returned to herself.

Instead of running away, she boldly walked towards the bodyguards who were pursuing her.

The bodyguards pushed through the crowd and looked around, but they didn't notice Vermouth passing by them at all.

Their attention was still focused on the "waiter" and they continued to chase forward.

Vermouth had a smug smile on her face and was about to turn around and leave when suddenly a hand reached out from the side and gently grabbed her wrist.

She was slightly stunned and looked up, only to see Shiraishi Hui standing in front of her with a faint smile on her face.

He bowed slightly, held out his hand, and said gently, "Pretty lady, will you dance with me?"

Vermouth's eyes flashed with surprise, but she quickly regained her composure. She smiled, gently placed her hand on his palm, and said softly, "Why not?"

(End of this chapter)