"I don't know that yet, but if you want to try my cooking, come in." Jia Chen glanced at Vermouth and walked into the villa.

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“By the way, Galiano,” Vermouth called out to Garchen, “it shouldn’t be a problem if I were to target someone you know, right?”

"Whatever." Gachen looked coldly at Vermouth. "Do you need my help...?"

Vermouth's pupils contracted for a moment, then she smiled. "It's nothing, I don't need your help. I was just saying, 'If.'"

"Hmm." Jia Chen lowered his eyelids slightly and walked into the villa.

Is Vermouth planning to harm someone he knows?

Forget about Ran Mouri and Conan... Vermouth would never do that.

Ai Haibara... just kidding, if Vermouth dared to make a move, she'd be dead on the spot.

Moreover... Jia Chen also felt that Vermouth was acting strangely. Could this guy have come here specifically to have dinner with him?

At this moment, Vermouth took a deep drag on her cigarette and extinguished it.

Her words were just a test.

Because her angel and Galiano were getting very close, and she couldn't get Galiano out of the way.

This would arouse Galiano's suspicion.

But now...

Vermouth chuckled self-deprecatingly, seemingly unconcerned about the lives of those around her.

And that line... "Do you need his help?"

It seems she's been completely brainwashed by that man; her mind seems to be filled only with thoughts of the organization...

No wonder someone was so optimistic about Galliano...

Like a cold-blooded animal.

Vermouth felt a chill run down her spine at the thought, but the image of her angelic smile helped dispel the cold.

Keeping Galiano by Angel's side is like a ticking time bomb.

Moreover... Vermouth has plans for the future.

We'll see if we can get Galiano to the Halloween party.

After thinking for a while, I went into the villa...

After everyone finished eating, Gin got into a conflict with Vermouth for some reason.

"Could you please not get so close to me? It's disgusting." Gin's dark green pupils were filled with coldness, as if he was truly angry.

Upon hearing this, Scroobing immediately got up and went to the kitchen to help Vodka wash the dishes.

"Oh dear..." Vermouth sat on the sofa, "You're still bothered by that? What a petty man."

“Our feelings for each other back then were genuine,” Vermouth said with a smile. “Why are you jealous now?”

As she spoke, Vermouth's gaze turned warily toward Gachen.

Jia Chen: "?"

What does Gin's jealousy have to do with him?

The original work does mention that Vermouth and Gin had a complicated relationship filled with love and hate.

biu! ! !

Gin pulled out a Beretta 92F and fired a shot; the bullet grazed Vermouth's hair.

"If you need, I can shut you up forever." Gin pressed the gun against Vermouth's cheek, the force causing her cheek to cave in.

“Galiano Scrooge, shall we head out?” Vodka wiped his hands and walked over to Garchen, saying, “Something seems amiss.”

"Let's go first, take me home. I'm a little sleepy." Jia Chen took out his phone, glanced at the time, and then looked at the messages on his phone before speaking.

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the door.

Schoping seemed to understand something as well, and packed up to leave.

"If Gin doesn't come out soon, just take me home." Jia Chen sat in the back seat of the Porsche and lit a cigarette.

"Why do you say that?" Vodka asked. "Aren't we going to wait for our brother?"

Scroobing, sitting in the passenger seat, glanced warily at Vodka. "Didn't you see I'm already out?"

"What?! Could it be..." Vodka said, his face flushed, "How could my brother do this? In broad daylight, he's utterly shameless..."

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Chapter 215 A Strong Sense of Contrast

"Take me home first," Jia Chen said, sitting in the back seat of the car, radiating a cold aura.

Vodka paused, feeling the familiar cool air from the back seat. He opened his mouth, then said, "Never mind, I won't bother them."

After saying that, he stepped on the gas, and the Porsche 356A slowly started moving.

"Looks like Gin and Vermouth have a history..." Scrooge said thoughtfully from the passenger seat.

Inside the villa, Gin had just opened the door when his eyes twitched.

He watched as his Porsche 356A sped away, and then quickly chased after it.

Is that vodka spiky crazy? It's still here...

Moreover, it's already past 3 a.m., and we're in a villa area.

Getting a taxi is even more difficult; am I supposed to walk back?

"Oh...would you like me to take you home?" Vermouth asked, slowing down as she caught up with Gin on her Harley.

“Heh…no need.” Gin gave Vermouth a cold, wary look.

“Um…vodka.” Scrooge glanced in the rearview mirror and said, “Gin is catching up, and Vermouth is still riding her Harley. Should we…”

"What? Big brother ran that fast!" Vodka glanced at the rearview mirror 563, then his sunglasses reflected a blinding light. "I understand."

What have you figured out now, huh?

Jia Chen, sitting in the back seat, was somewhat speechless. "It's not easy to stop the car and wait for Qin Bar..."

Jia Chen turned his head and glanced behind him. Gin was holding his hat with one hand, his black trench coat was fluttering in the wind as he ran, and his silver hair was flowing, which looked quite charming under the moonlight.

Add to that Vermouth, riding a Harley and constantly teasing Gin.

"Don't worry, Galiano." Vodka's lips curled up slightly. "Big Brother will never catch up with us, not even if he rides Vermouth's Harley."

Jia Chen: "...

When did vodka become so bold? Isn't he afraid Gin will beat him up?

“Vodka, gin...it seems they really are chasing us,” Scrooge said.

"Stop talking, you all have to trust my judgment!" Vodka said in a low voice, "Big brother must be shy and socially awkward, that's why he chased after me. I did all this for his own good!"

"Moreover, this place is sparsely populated, making it the best place for field battles. I'm helping my brother out here!"

Jia Chen took out a cigarette from Shunqin in his pocket, lit it, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled the smoke.

He always felt...something was strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why.

Vodka is indeed a skilled driver; his driving skills are truly impressive.

Then... the Porsche suddenly accelerated and drifted.

In the blink of an eye, Gin had disappeared from sight.

After dropping off Jia Chen at his apartment, Vodka was called back by Gin again.

Gin was standing by the roadside, panting heavily.

After seeing the car come to a complete stop, he opened the car door, his voice low and cold like that of a demon from hell, "What are you doing, Vodka!"

"Yes, it's Brother Galiano. Galiano is in a hurry to go home and sleep, so he asked me to take him home." Vodka grinned sheepishly. "Besides, you know best what kind of person I am, brother..."

After saying that, he frantically winked at Scrooge in the co-pilot's seat.

However, because he was wearing sunglasses, Scrooge couldn't see Vodka's expression.

He could only give the vodka a strange look, and then... prepared to secretly tattle on it to Jia Chen.

Just kidding, she's one of Galiano's people now...

The money came from Galliano, the villa came from Galliano, and the organization was also invited to her by Galliano.

If we're really talking about factions, she's definitely a die-hard Galiano supporter.

Gin gave a cold snort, sat down in the back seat, lit a cigarette, and exhaled deeply.

He didn't dwell on who came up with the idea; Vodka always did.

It just feels like ever since Galiano joined the organization, everyone has been led astray.

Bathed in the starlight of the deep night, Jia Chen quietly walked to the door and unlocked it with her key.

Then they discovered that the lights were not turned off.

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