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Her position in the organization is also very special. Even the second-in-command of the organization, Rum, will subconsciously adopt an evasive strategy when mentioning her.

Although he was unhappy with her address, Gin didn't say much.

After all, when I was young, she took care of me a lot, and I always called her Aunt Vermouth.

But as I grew older, I found that she had not changed at all. I felt very awkward in every aspect and it was difficult for me to call her "Auntie" anymore.

"If you have something to say, just say it. Don't talk nonsense."

"Gin-chan is getting less and less adorable. Hehe... I don't know who the illegitimate child Miyano Akemi is talking about is. I don't remember there being such a member of the Fujimine family living outside. Leave this matter to me."

"it is good."

Gin didn't refuse.

In his childhood memories, Vermouth had an almost inseparable relationship with the Fujimine family, and all the funds of the Fujimine Group were contributed by her.

After becoming an adult, according to the investigation of his intelligence personnel, it was found that Fujimine Maku actually did not exist, but was just an identity of Vermouth as a male.

In other words, Fujimine Group is most likely her private property, or part of the organization?

The BOSS didn't say anything about this, and the others had no right to comment.

Thinking of this, Gin couldn't help but add:

"You've become increasingly perfunctory in your work with the organization over the past two years. This is dangerous."

"Don't worry, Gin-chan, I know what I'm doing. But thank you for your advice anyway."

“Stop adding small print.”

"But I've always called you that, haven't I?"

"We are different from you. People change. No one stays in the past forever."

After saying that, Gin hung up the phone.

He didn't know what her past was like, nor did he care, but if possible, he really didn't want to be the executioner to eliminate the traitor Vermouth.

If that day ever comes, it would be extremely troublesome just thinking about it.

"How far is it to the next mission location?"

"It's just two blocks away. Bro, don't you need to reply to Miyano Akemi?"

"Hmph...! Don't meddle in other people's business. Vermouth will take care of it."

As for what will happen to Akemi Miyano, Gin has no interest at all.

Such a stupid woman, it's a waste of time to say any more words to her.

……

On the other side, Vermouth fell into deep thought after ending the call.

At this moment, her mood was fluctuating and it was difficult for her to calm down.

During the first 21 years, she waited patiently while slowly expanding her influence in the organization, assisting the development of the Fujimine Group while recruiting available subordinates.

Because he knew from the beginning that there was a man named Shuichi Akai in the FBI, and he was very hostile to him. He had planned ambushes and tried to kill him many times.

But every time, I failed.

Thanks to this, the organization also regards Shuichi Akai as a strong enemy.

Vermouth felt regretful about this from the bottom of her heart, and at the same time, she had an idea:

The general trend of history is really difficult to change, and in the face of the rolling historical torrent, the power of an individual is too small.

Although she was not rescued by Kudo Shinichi and Mori Ran, and did not know them, after returning to Tokyo at the beginning of the year, Vermouth still sent people to secretly monitor the two and report their every move to her.

Everything changed on May 4th, when Kudo Shinichi met Gin by chance and was fed the poison that had never been successful in experiments within the organization.

Afterwards, Vermouth watched Kudo Shinichi shrink with her own eyes and recorded a video.

It was also from that day that the time of the entire world suddenly became chaotic.

Today is May, tomorrow is June, the day after tomorrow is August, and the day after tomorrow may become March again.

Regarding this, Vermouth was uneasy and full of doubts.

I asked a lot of people, but even Yukiko, my best friend, didn't find any problems and believed from the bottom of her heart that "today is Friday, but tomorrow is not Saturday" was right.

The famous movie star Chrissie Wynyard also suffered from time insensitivity syndrome on that day.

Because the whole world thinks this is right, even Vermouth herself sometimes doubts her life and wonders if she has developed some kind of psychological or mental illness because she misses that person too much?

"Are you back? Or is it... a disguise? Or is it a conspiracy of some other organization?"

Chapter 26: First Meeting, Miss Chris Wynyard

In the car on the street, Miyano Akemi fell silent since sending the text message.

She placed her hands on her thighs, unconsciously clutching her black OL skirt, her expression filled with anxiety.

Can this fool Gin?

It was clearly me who took the initiative to seek out him for a deal, and he even planned to kill me. Can I really go back to my previous situation as if nothing had happened?

If you think about it carefully, it’s actually not bad to be able to see Shiho occasionally like before.

But, I still feel unwilling to accept it after all, and I am too stupid.

If I could have a serious talk with Shiho before looking for Gin, maybe...it wouldn't work.

Every time we meet, there are people watching us, and there are definitely eavesdropping devices.

Given Shiho's intelligence, it's impossible for her to tell him about her research.

'What should I do?'

Her hands gripping the hem of her skirt tightened again and again, her face was full of hesitation, and even her breathing became much faster, but her mind was blank and she couldn't think of anything.

Seeing this, Bai Mu couldn't help but sigh.

Is it because he knew the inside story of the organization and felt that it was impossible to rescue his sister? He was so shocked that he became autistic?

Or is it that fear has taken over her heart, just like Haibara Ai who felt the aura of the organization members and was just afraid?

"I'm glad you're not so stubborn as to stick to your own opinion. But isn't your strategy too simple, crude, and brainless?"

"So what can I do?"

Miyano Akemi's body was shaking constantly, and even her voice had a hint of crying.

"Shiho is doing such dangerous research. Even Mom and Dad might die because of it. I'm just a peripheral member of the organization. I don't know anything and can't do anything..."

Seeing this, Bai Lan, who was floating in the back row, couldn't help but reach out and touch her head twice.

"Alas... From Miyano Akemi's perspective, this world is truly cruel. I've clearly told her the solution, but she simply refuses to believe it."

"But I can't blame her."

"If you hadn't read the plot, who would have thought that Miyano Shiho would escape by taking medicine to shrink herself, and even become the second female lead in the comic."

"Come to think of it, the animation team didn't think of this either, which led to the appearance of two Miyano Akemi bugs."

Yes.

Bai Mu also sighed in his heart.

The world in her eyes is probably one with a thousand-foot cliff in front and countless man-eating dogs behind, right?

After a long time, Miyano Akemi, who still didn't receive a call from Gin, looked more and more desperate.

Suppressing the confusion in my heart, I secretly wiped away a tear and asked softly:

"What do you want to see Vermouth?"

"What you really want to ask is what our relationship is, right? Actually, we are lovers, but I disappeared quietly for a long time, and I don't know if she still remembers me."

“Huh…? Is Vermouth a woman?”

"Uh...don't you know?"

"This is the first time I've heard of it. According to the organization's rumors, Vermouth is a powerful figure who masters the art of transformation and can transform into any number of forms. No one knows her age or gender, and no one has ever seen her true appearance."

"Yeah, you're just a peripheral member."

Miyano Akemi remained silent for a long time before she spoke:

"You're not a member of the organization, are you? I don't sense the cold, indifferent aura of the members of the organization who treat human life as worthless."

"Feelings can be deceiving. If feelings could really come in handy, Vermouth would have been discovered long ago."

"Well... that's true, but I don't think you're a member of the organization."

"I'm certainly not one now, but if Vermouth invites me, I probably won't refuse."

? ?

Miyano Akemi's expression froze. Judging from the time on the certificate, he should be under 18 years old.

And that Vermouth is at least in her sixties.

Lovers? How could that be possible?

"You just said that you and Vermouth are lovers?"

"Yes."

"As far as I know, Vermouth was already a code name member of the organization 20 years ago. Is it possible that the person you know is not Vermouth, but a peripheral member pretending to be a code name member?"

"You really dare to think so, haha..."

Bai Mu smiled and was about to make a joke when he suddenly noticed that her expression changed slightly. She curled up into a ball, hugging her legs wrapped in black pantyhose, curled up in the main driver's seat, and trembled non-stop.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I can sense the presence of an organization member. This feeling is too terrifying. They must be codenamed members who are more powerful than Gin. It's over! They might be here to kill me. You'd better run for your life."

? ?

Bai Mu was completely stunned. Isn't this Huiyuan Ai's passive skill? How come she also has it?

"Who is it? Where? Why can't I find anything?"

Looking around, a middle-aged male traffic policeman suddenly came over and knocked on the window next to Miyano Akemi.

"Vermouth!" Bai Lan couldn't help but shout.

Where?

Bai Mu subconsciously followed her gaze and found that she was staring at the male traffic policeman, and quickly reacted.

Is this Vermouth in disguise? I can't tell at all.

Then, her fruit was not small, so how did she hide it?

Seeing that Miyano Akemi was just scared and didn't dare to move at all, Bai Mu took the initiative to open the passenger door and slowly walked down.

Looking at the rough face of the male traffic policeman, I suddenly felt less sure.

Is this really Vermouth? I'm not mistaken, am I?

What I was about to do next would be too embarrassing if I told a man.

Bai Mu completely put aside his worries when he found that Bai Lan flew straight over, stopped behind the male traffic policeman, and made a "aim - shoot" gesture at him.

The system elf will not lie.

Playing is playing, joking is joking, she never jokes about such things.

"Long time no see. Also, nice to meet you, Miss Chris Wynyard. I like you!"

It was indeed him.

Vermouth, disguised as a male traffic policeman, casually took off the mask on his head and smiled:

"Yeah, it's been a while. But for you, it was probably only a few hours, or maybe a few dozen minutes ago, right?"

"Why don't you just call me? My contact information hasn't changed."

"Some things, I think, are better said in person." Bai Mu paused and sighed helplessly, "Also, with the time being so chaotic, I'm really not sure what kind of mobile phone I have now."

In the early days of Conan's original works, mobile phones were still used.