The famous criminal in the world of Conan

Chapter 568: Pinot Gris Reappears!

Ugh!

Vermouth thought so, looked at Conan who was in a coma, and couldn't help but sigh.

What should I do with this self-righteous little devil who seems to have no power over me...

A bitter smile appeared on Vermouth's lips.

A certain picture flashed through her mind.

That happened in New York that year. At that time, when she was about to fall down the stairs, an angel-like girl grabbed her hand.

She clearly looked like a murderer at the time, and clearly wanted to kill the two children who witnessed everything just a second ago...

However, the girl still held her hand without hesitation.

Facing her puzzlement after being rescued, the other big boy responded with a nonchalant smile.

"What reason do you need?"

"It takes a motive for a person to kill another person, but theoretically, it doesn't take any reason for a person to help another person."

Girl's hands, boy's words.

It was like a ray of warm sunshine, shining into her desolate and dark heart in the endless wilderness.

She has always believed that human nature is evil.

But at that moment, she felt as if she had found a counterexample.

They are her angels, her spiritual sustenance, and the ones she must protect at all costs.

At all costs...

"Boom boom boom..."

The sound of knocking on the window brought Vermouth back to her senses from the memories that she dared not hope for or think about too much.

She looked in the direction of the sound and saw a face that she couldn't say she was familiar with appeared next to her passenger window...

“Pinot Gris…”

Vermouth stared at the blond, blue-eyed, typical Western face and slowly said the word.

Pinot Gris——Pinot Gris!

Why... did she appear here...

Vermouth was shocked and filled with mixed feelings.

Logically speaking, shouldn't she be arresting Shirley? Moreover, she didn't answer her phone call before, and now she appears here again...

At this moment, Pinot Gris lifted his long golden hair and smiled at Vermouth.

Although she has blonde hair and blue eyes, she looks very ordinary. It's the kind of face that you can't think of any adjective to describe except Westerner if you put her in a crowd.

Her smile was different from Vermouth's, less charming, but equally unfathomable.

"Boom boom boom..."

She knocked on the passenger window again, meaning to open the window so they could talk.

Vermouth naturally knew it, but she did not open the window. Instead, she took a deep breath, opened her car door with a determined look, and walked down on her own initiative.

The other party did not follow the plan that he and she had agreed on before, which means...

The person is not good!

No matter what the other party wanted, she couldn't let her hurt the person inside.

Vermouth dragged her feet with difficulty, and then walked step by step to Pinot Gris.

Then, she used her body to squeeze Pinot Gris' space little by little, making Pinot Gris move further away from the passenger window.

She stared at Pinot Gris like a mother protecting her calf.

"Why are you here?"

"Allah,"

Pinot Gris still had an unpredictable smile on his face.

"Why can't I be here?"

Vermouth was silenced by Pinot Gris' words, and at the same time, she looked at Pinot Gris with even more hostility.

Perhaps sensing that what he said was wrong, Pinot Grigio whispered to Vermouth,

"Oh, you're talking about Shirley's situation, right?"

"Don't worry about this matter. I will naturally arrange people to do it."

"Have you arranged for someone to help?"

Vermouth was stunned when she heard this, then frowned and said in a deep voice,

“Who did you find to do it?”

"Vodka? Chianti? Cohen?"

"NONONO, none of them..."

Pinot Grigio shook his finger and smiled at Vermouth again.

"It's Binga."

"Binga?"

Hearing this familiar code name, Vermouth was really confused.

"Isn't he in Europe?"

"Besides, he is Rum's subordinate. When did you become involved with Rum?"

For Vermouth, although the fact that Haibara Ai is Shirley is very important and crucial, she does not want more people to know it.

Especially rum and gin!

Therefore, she had come to find Pinot Gris for this matter.

This person, like her, is a member of the intelligence group. He does not belong to any faction and also adheres to the mysticism of the intelligence group.

She believed she could keep the secret.

The most important thing is that Vermouth believes that she can control Pinot Grigio.

Or rather, she was confident she could shut Pinot Grigio up.

Of course, she was intact.

"Ala, don't be so sensitive."

Pinot Grigio smiled nonchalantly. Compared to Vermouth, she looked very relaxed and comfortable.

"Binga didn't know that the little girl was Shirley."

"Besides, he didn't come here this time because of Rum's order."

"Not because of the rum?"

Vermouth thought for a moment, and then thought of Binga's usual style and his grievances in the organization, and she immediately understood.

"Is it because of Gin?"

"Yep!"

Pinot Grigio shrugged and smiled.

"As expected of the Thousand-Change Witch Vermouth, you figured out the key point so quickly."

"So, you're using him?"

Vermouth raised her eyelids and spoke jokingly.

This exploitation is not only exploiting Binga, but also exploiting Gin, and also exploiting her, Vermouth...

"Oh, you can't say that."

Pinot Gris shook his head in a helpless manner, then spread his hands.

"How can we call it exploitation when it benefits everyone?"

"Look, I'm a member of the intelligence team. How dangerous it would be for me to personally do something like murder and kidnapping. Everyone has their own expertise, so it's just right to let Binga do it."

"hehe,"

Vermouth listened to Pinot Grigio's evasive words and simply responded with a cold smile.

However, she then raised her voice and questioned Pinot Gris.

"So, if you didn't go there, where were you at the time?"

"Don't tell me you were sleeping soundly in your house!"