Conan: Science Cartoonist Kudo Yuji

"That Naomi, when is Gin going to let her go?"

Yuji and Vermouth were sitting in the room. There were snacks and fruits on the table. The boy peeled a tangerine and placed it in front of Chris.

"Or do you not intend to let her go?"

"Not really. This woman is not worth it."

Vermouth pinched a slice of the orange and put it in her mouth, finding it sweet, and then let Yuji eat it.

"This system is not a good thing. Not only me, but Gin doesn't plan to keep it either."

Chris sneered and said, "Although it's not very accurate, many people want to use this thing to monitor the entire country. Interpol also plans to use it to expand its influence."

"With this thing, the organization can be more..."

Yuji felt like his mother was glaring at him, as if he was speechless.

"How did you become the same as Vodka?" Chris put a mandarin orange slice into Yuji's mouth. "This thing will fall into the hands of the organization. How can you be sure that other people won't have it? Anyway, it's the same with or without the organization. It will be easier to be exposed with the organization."

Vermouth's voice dropped: "Besides, even if the organization gets hold of it, it's not certain whether it will be his."

"So Gin will definitely not allow the organization to successfully access it."

Yuji suddenly realized: "Vodka is determined to get the system because Gin didn't tell him his true thoughts. Because only if Vodka, who is the most loyal to him, works harder, he will not be seen as someone who prevents the organization from getting the system in the eyes of others."

"This method can only fool some idiots. Smart people can see through it at a glance." Vermouth took a glance and found that Yuji didn't show any sign of blushing. She couldn't help but complain in her heart that this boy was so shameless.

"Gin will definitely ask us to continue the interrogation later, trying to use us to stop the system at this step." Vermouth picked up a cup of coffee: "We should also take this opportunity to prevent that woman from telling the truth."

"Something? What's the matter?"

Yuji paused as he reached for the coffee and raised his head in confusion: "What did you do again?"

“Me?!” Belmode’s eyes were already dark: “Why not you?”

"I haven't even seen her, what does she have to do with me?"

Yuji took a sip of coffee and heard Chris humming from the other side.

“She’s in Las Vegas…”

Vermouth looked at Yuuji and his whole body froze. The corners of her mouth slightly raised and then flattened: "What did you see? You were thinking about that woman all the time, and you must remember her crazy husband clearly."

"Oh, I suddenly remembered that I forgot about Xiao Ai."

The boy stood up and muttered, turned around and walked out. Vermouth waited for him to leave, then estimated the time and went back to the interrogation room.

"She's awake?"

"Wake up, big sister."

Meeting Vodka at the door, Vermouth looked into the room and noticed that only Naomi was inside, so she asked.

"Where's the gin?"

"Big brother said something happened in Tokyo and told me to listen to Big Sister." The two of them changed their appearances again, and then the big guy opened the door of the interrogation room seriously and made his purpose clear as soon as he entered. "You'd better tell me the control account and password of the system, otherwise..."

Vodka turned on the computer to make a video call. Naomi could just see the electronic telescope connected to the screen. From the various parameters on the mirror, she could directly judge that there was a sniper rifle aimed at her father, a congressman, who was giving a speech.

"Wait! No! You can't do this!"

Naomi shook her head frantically, scared of Vermouth because of what had just happened. She looked at Vodka and pleaded, "Please, don't, don't do anything to my father."

"Ms. Naomi, you know what we want." Vodka tapped twice on the keyboard and called up the docking program again.

"As long as you hand over the program account, we can let not only your father but you as well."

"This..." Naomi hesitated for a moment, then immediately shook her head and refused: "No! I developed the cross-age search system to benefit society, and it must not fall into the hands of bad people."

"Really not giving it?"

"No!"

Vodka turned to look at Vermouth, only to see the woman crossing her chest. She didn't care about Naomi's resistance and changed her question.

"Then tell me about the woman you are looking for."

"Hey!" Naomi scratched the seat with her hands, and was in a dilemma: "Well, I..."

"Why are you looking for her?"

Vermouth's words frightened Naomi, so she immediately told her about her childhood with Miyano Shiho. Just when she was about to continue talking about Las Vegas, Vermouth's cough interrupted her.

"We can help you find her, as long as you hand over the cross-age system to us."

Vermouth walked to the computer and turned on the microphone for the video call: "Teach her father to be alert on his right leg."

The movement on the other end of the phone was very fast. Almost in the next second, Mario Argent, a member of the European Parliament, fell down on the screen. Naomi screamed subconsciously as she watched her father's right leg suddenly disappear.

"what!"

She threw herself forward and fell to the ground in front of the computer along with the chair, then tried to move. Vodka frowned and lifted the woman's collar and pressed her on the keyboard.

"Speak, or the next bullet will go straight through your father's head!"

"me……"

Vermouth coughed again and said, "Move your fingers..."

"Don't! I'll tell you everything."

Naomi rested her forehead on the computer keyboard. "It's all in... my necklace."

Vodka took off her necklace, checked the pendant, pried open the pendant's outer shell, looked at the memory card inside, and told his subordinates to take her away.

(End of this chapter)