Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Chapter 737: End of Friendship

"what?"

"Well - after all, Bourbon, you have a nice face, don't you? You don't look like a bad guy at all."

Vermouth said this sincerely.

He had entered the factory together with Scotch Whisky and Akai Shuichi, and was promoted to code members almost at the same time.

It’s a pity, I don’t know if it’s just a bad year.

Of the three newly promoted codenamed members, two were confirmed as undercover agents one after another.

This has also led to Bourbon being suspected by everyone all the time.

If there had been no news from Curacao this time, the boss might not have allowed the other party to participate in this cleanup operation.

Ah, even if he participates, the other party will probably be wiped out.

Now that I've confirmed that the other person isn't me, but this face...

Forget it, Gin didn't seem like anyone owed him money at the beginning.

This deceptive face is also a characteristic of Bourbon, isn’t it?

As her thoughts gradually drifted away, Vermouth took another breath and observed the second floor of the residential building in the distance through the rising white smoke.

That guy Keel will be leaving soon.

Toru Amuro, who was standing by, reacted and realized that Vermouth was teasing him.

Making fun of his looks, his fake smile, and his fake friendliness.

Ah……

"Same here. After all, no one would have thought that the famous Chrissie Wynyard was Sharon Wynyard, and no one would have known that the powerless female star was actually the murderous absinthe."

Bourbon's usual habit is to use a sarcastic tone.

Knowing that the other party was trying to challenge her, Vermouth sneered and crushed the cigarette butt on the ground with the sole of her high heels.

As expected, this person’s skin color was the same as his, and his inner core was also black.

"Anyway, it's great to know that you are one of ours."

"Ha, don't make our relationship sound so good."

"There has to be some superficial harmony."

The two looked at each other and looked away at the same time.

Bourbon felt his temples throbbing and pulled the corner of his mouth, saying sarcastically:

"If there really is some superficial harmony, I should be sleeping at home at this time instead of being forced to work overtime."

"Rest? The code members don't rest."

"I'm really sorry. The good people in my organization who appear to be good people have a very regular daily routine."

Of course, it only appears to be regular on the surface.

If the daytime is occupied by the winery, then the nighttime will be assigned to GA.

The voice of Yun Xianhe saying "working too much part-time can lead to sudden death" seemed to ring in his mind, and Amuro Toru suddenly felt like laughing.

So far, he seems to be in good health?

"Why hasn't Kiel come down yet?"

"Why not just send her a message to gather together, and then catch her?"

I had just tried to check the hospital in the middle of the night, and when I found I couldn't get in, I ran over here without stopping to stand guard.

Toru Amuro suddenly felt that if he became unemployed in his later years, being an actor would be more than enough for him.

Vermouth, who heard what he said, looked at him and explained:

"GIN did plan to do so."

"??"

Then what are they still standing here for?

"We have to make sure that Kiel doesn't get the message from some channel and escape."

So that's how it is. This move is probably to guard against the man in black robe.

But Toru Amuro felt that even if he and Vermouth really met the man in black robe, they would not be able to defeat him.

However, there may also be an element of determining whether there is cooperation between the other party and the man in black robe.

If it is confirmed... what awaits Kiel today may be the rage of the entire Black Organization.

Thinking of this, Toru Amuro whispered sorry in his heart.

Someone has to take the blame eventually...

There was a slight vibration sound of a cell phone nearby.

Amuro Toru looked over and when he saw Vermouth's suddenly ugly expression, he raised his eyebrows curiously and asked knowingly:

"what happened?"

"The base we were originally going back to was bombed."

“…???”

Just when Toru Amuro thought that the location chosen by the group of black-robed people today was quite coincidental, Vermouth added:

"Wesley ran away."

"Huh, mission failed?"

Did only one run away?

Vermouth's expression was obviously not very good, as if she couldn't figure out what went wrong with their cleanup plan.

Could it be that Curacao has rebelled?

wrong.

Or did the GA people contact the undercover agents after they discovered that the information database had been stolen?

That's all there is to it.

damn it!

"Ah!"

The sudden sneeze brought Vermouth back to his senses.

Looking at the person who was rubbing the tip of his nose, she couldn't help but smile and said:

"get well soon."

"..."

Toru Amuro had reason to suspect that Vermouth was secretly cursing him in her heart just now.

On the empty street, the sound of the security door opening was a little harsh.

Hearing the subtle noise, the two looked up at the same time and happened to see Kil, who was wearing a business suit and holding a bag, as if he was going to work as usual.

Seeing that the person she had been waiting for all night did not run away, Vermouth felt a little better.

"Forget it. I believe GIN will definitely find a chance to deal with Westland and rush back. We just need to follow him later. Maybe you can take a nap in the car during this time, Bourbon."

"Then the person runs away, and you can put the blame on me?"

"Don't say that. We are partners now."

partner?

Bourbon looked at Absinthe's impeccable smile and put on an identical fake smile.

He will believe that there is something wrong with the other party.

·

This sleep was not very comfortable.

The hero who was forced to wake up after closing his eyes for only three hours thought so.

In his ears was the noisy chattering of the three little ones. Although they were not talking to him and their voices were all lowered, Yun Xianhe heard every word.

As for Conan, who was surrounded in the middle, he had a deadpan expression on his face and kept replying over and over again:

"I don't know." "No." "Go by yourselves."

Three consecutive friendships.

Ayumi became angry when she saw that Conan refused to give in.

The other two also looked at their friend who was not on their side at all with some anger, and then looked timidly at Yun Xianhe, who was woken up and the air pressure around his body was very low.

...Okay, okay, let them make more concessions.

Uncle Midorikawa doesn't know that he can't afford to offend big brother Xianhe, and neither can Conan, so he can only act like a spoiled child.

"Please, Conan, we just want to go see our big sister. Just tell us which hospital she is in."

"We just want to see how she is doing, or you can tell us the results!"

"That is to say, if you don't let us go, you should at least tell us the results, right? And you said she was very seriously ill?!"

After Yuantai's reminder, the expressions of the three little ones almost simultaneously became very ugly.

Yun Xianhe looked at them as if Curacao had died, laughed briefly, and the corners of his pale lips pulled upwards stiffly.

We've only met once.

It's true... there is an overflow of compassion and kindness.