Conan Rick's Investigator

Seeing this scene, Haibara Ai was so frightened that her body trembled, her eyes filled with fear and anxiety.

The old lady in the wheelchair slowly stood up from the wheelchair, and at the same time, an exquisite little pistol appeared in her right hand.

hiss.

When the old lady raised her hand and tore off the human skin mask on her face, her fluffy champagne-colored hair emerged like a waterfall.

The sagging and dull old face was replaced by an incomparably beautiful face.

The woman shook her fluffy hair left and right, and then her purple lips raised evilly.

"Shirley, we meet again..."

Haibara Ai stared at the woman in front of her with wide eyes, her heart pounding violently.

It's Vermouth!

Sure enough it was her!

Haibara Ai quickly grabbed the side line of her pants with her right hand to prevent her trembling arms from making her look too weak.

But Vermouth had already taken this little action into her field of vision, and the smile on her lips became even more intense.

"Shirley, no one will disturb us this time..."

"It's just the two of us, let's end it here."

Vermouth's pistol was tilted slightly downward, with the muzzle aimed at Haibara Ai's head.

Looking at the black muzzle of the gun, this extremely painful way of dying actually made Haibara Ai regain some calm.

She stared straight into Vermouth's smug eyes and spoke calmly.

"Wait a moment……"

"You can do whatever you want with me, but please don't do anything to the people around me."

"They don't know my background. They are just ordinary people you can see everywhere..."

Hearing Haibara Ai's request, Vermouth snorted coldly, her expression full of contempt.

"Shirley, what qualifications do you think you have to bargain with me now?"

"Of course I am qualified..."

Haibara Ai was unusually tough and took the initiative to respond to what Vermouth said.

"Don't you want to know how I escaped from that room in the research institute?"

"And why did I become what I am now, don't you want to know?"

"If you agree to my request, I will tell you all this."

Haibara Ai's tone became more and more determined as she spoke. This was the bargaining chip she planned to use in negotiations with Vermouth.

It's not just Vermouth, this must have been the most confusing question for Gin at the time.

After hearing what Haibara Ai said, Vermouth was indeed somewhat moved.

She thought for a few seconds and slowly lowered the gun.

"Well, I am indeed somewhat interested in what you said..."

"I promise you, as long as you tell me the truth about why your body has shrunk, I will let your friends go."

"Well, now you can go to the back carriage by yourself."

"My companion is waiting for you there. He will take you to a place suitable for us to have a long talk..."

Seeing that Vermouth agreed to her conditions, Haibara Ai finally felt relieved.

This was the best outcome she could think of, sacrificing herself in exchange for the safety of everyone else.

She turned around calmly, deciding to obey the will of fate without any resistance.

But before leaving, she turned her head and corrected Vermouth.

"Those people are not my friends..."

After saying that, Huihara Ai walked towards the source of the smoke.

Vermouth, who was standing there, witnessed Haibara Ai's back, her eyes changed slightly, but the expression on her face remained cold.

After Haibara Ai slowly walked into the thick smoke at the end of the carriage, Vermouth put the pistol back into her pocket and turned to look at Mouri Ran who was lying on the ground.

She squatted down and helped Mao Lilan up from the ground, and tenderly brushed away the scattered hair on her forehead.

I'm sorry this time, Angel.

But if I don't do this, there's no way to kill the product of that woman...

Vermouth helped Ran Mouri sit on the wheelchair so that her body posture would be more comfortable and easier to be discovered later.

Of course, the thick smoke in the corridor was just created by the smoke generator. It was not a real fire and would not endanger Mao Lilan's life.

Even if Haibara Ai hadn't put forward those conditions just now, Vermouth actually had no intention of taking action against anyone else.

Her target from the beginning to the end was only Haibara Ai.

And this goal must be achieved at all costs.

Vermouth's eyes shifted away from the unconscious Mouri Ran, and then she took out a remote control from her arms.

Conan may be familiar with this remote control. This is the remote control for the C4 bomb.

Yes, Vermouth has no intention of letting Haibara Ai go.

Not even temporarily.

I just pretended to agree to her conditions just to let her be killed by the bomb as planned.

This would not only ensure the death of Haibara Ai, but also kill Bourbon who knew about the plan.

Although the conditions proposed by Haibara Ai were indeed somewhat tempting, from the moment she learned about the "Aphrodite" incident, killing Haibara Ai was her only goal.

Because only in this way can that woman's plan not succeed...

Vermouth's right hand pressed on the button of the detonator, calculating the time in her mind.

After waiting for 30 seconds and estimating that the target and Bourbon had met and were both within the range of the explosion, Vermouth pressed the detonation button without hesitation.

Farewell, Bourbon.

Farewell, Shirley...

Vermouth silently bid farewell to the two old friends in her heart.

But two seconds later, there was no explosion sound from the rear of the car, and there was not even the slightest abnormal shaking in the entire car.

Ok?

Vermouth looked puzzled and pressed the detonator button again.

However, there was still no response this time.

How can it be?

Could it be that the bomb from Vodka was bad?

Vermouth frowned, thought for a while, and decided to go and check it out herself.

If it's a bomb problem, then use a pistol to kill Shirley on the spot.

Although directly shooting Shirley would cause Cool Guy to discover that it was the organization's work, this hunting opportunity was extremely rare and she absolutely could not miss it.

But just as Vermouth was walking towards the rear of the carriage, a voice suddenly came from the corridor behind her.

"where are you going?"

"Belmod?"

Vermouth's body suddenly jolted, and then she turned around quickly.

I saw a burly figure slowly walking towards here surrounded by smoke.

Vermouth quickly raised his pistol, aimed at the shadow in the smoke, and asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

The man's figure just stopped at the edge of the smoke, only a pistol protruded from the smoke and pointed at Vermouth.

"We just met in London not long ago. Have you forgotten so quickly?"

London?

Vermouth frowned, a look of reminiscence on her face.

But the next second, she suddenly remembered that memory.

"You are……"

"Michael!"

……

Car No. 8.

Since the smoke here arose the earliest, it dissipated the fastest, and visibility in the corridor is now close to normal.

Haibara Ai walked alone towards the end of the carriage.

Her steps were neither fast nor slow, with three parts of cautious trial and seven parts of calmness in facing fate.

Vermouth's companion?

He must be a member of the organization, but who could he be?

Vodka?

Haibara Ai was thinking in her mind about the person she might face next so that she could prepare herself mentally.

At this moment, a figure walked out from room D of carriage No. 8 and blocked the way in front of Haibara Ai.

Huibara Ai suddenly stopped and looked at the person in front of her.

This was a man wearing a black bartender vest, with dark blond hair and a slightly darker skin color.

As for that face, Haibara Ai still has an impression of it in her mind.

It turned out to be Toru Amuro!

Haibara Ai's pupils widened in surprise and her body stood stiffly in place.

She still remembered that this person was Qin Zhibo's disciple and assistant, and had stayed with Qin Zhibo for a period of time.

Later, this person disappeared for a while.

When I first met this man, I felt the aura of the organization from him.

He is indeed a member of the organization!

Toru Amuro put his hands in his pockets and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"I think this is the first time we meet in this capacity? The daughter of a fallen angel..."

"first meet."

"Bourbon is my code name in the organization."

Chapter 1400: The Dark Mysterious Train (Confrontation)

Car 7, connection.

Vermouth held the gun in one hand and stared nervously at the gunman in the smoke opposite her.

At this time, the injury on my shoulder began to ache slightly.

That was the place where I was shot by a sniper last time on Vauxhall Bridge in London.

Although Michael didn't do it himself, he still made her suffer.

Now seeing him again, Vermouth couldn't wait to pull the trigger and kill the man.

However, she also knew that since the other party took the initiative to appear in front of her, he must have made all the preparations.

"Why are you here?" Vermouth asked first.