[Conan] I just want to be a magician quietly

"I think once the Neon police arrest you, they will make you confess everything. Even if you are determined not to confess anything, at least I have saved this important girl."

Judy held the gun in her right hand, aimed at Vermouth's vitals, and waved her left hand, signaling the FBI team members who were ambushing here to come out and arrest the murderer she had been tracking for 20 years.

At the same time, the shadow lying on a container pulled the trigger in his hand.

A cluster of blood bloomed from Judy's shoulder, and her astonished expression was reflected in Vermouth's calm eyes.

The corners of Sister Bay's mouth raised a cold arc.

She watched Judy slide to her knees weakly on the ground, and waved carelessly into the darkness.

"Thanks, Calvados."

Vermouth put his hands in his pockets, walked elegantly to Judy, and confiscated the guns in Judy's hand.

Judy panted and looked at Vermouth's backlit face, "Why, why?"

Conan's pupils shrank in the car, and he felt the oppression from his godmother at close range.

"Your plan is quite clever, letting your companions ambush here, and using yourself as bait to lure me into the trap.

But it's a pity.

Two hours ago, I had already disguised myself as you and came here to tell those idiots who were ambushing here that the time of the plan had changed."

Vermouth squatted down and poked Judy's cheek with the barrel of the gun in her hand, and was satisfied to see a clear red mark on the face of the FBI female agent.

"There is one thing I am curious about. You knew that you were going to deal with someone who was good at disguise, but none of your subordinates doubted my identity when they received the order.

You are really a group of 'elite' agents."

Sister Bay emphasized the pronunciation of the word elite, and her words were full of sarcasm.

Judy stared at the face in front of her, which was exactly the same as 20 years ago, and the anger in her eyes was almost materialized.

"Would you like to guess why I went to the Metropolitan Police Department to steal the case files solved by Maori Kogoro?"

Wakagi Ryo, who was carrying a coffin here, silently complained: Because you want to eat sweets from your godson and goddaughter every day.

Vermouth: "Because in this way, whether it is the Neon police or your FBI, they will think that my main purpose of staying in Neon is related to Maori Kogoro.

Therefore, you will send a large number of people to monitor the detective agency.

And in this way, it is easy for me to follow the clues and find out your number, hiding place, contact information, etc. Naturally, I already knew your plan tonight."

Vermouth held the gun and patted Judy's cheek with the gun barrel.

"It feels good to eavesdrop on me, little sister?"

In the car, Conan calmly watched Vermouth unilaterally suppress Judy with his IQ, and he didn't even tremble like Huiyuan.

Wakamu Ryo, who was running the live broadcast room, sighed helplessly.

The red team's aura is really strong. Vermouth is usually a standard example of a ruthless person who doesn't talk much. It's common for her to shoot the opponent without saying a word.

When did she explain the whole story to others in such a detailed and patient manner?

The villain really died because of talking too much.

Judy, who had lost her combat ability, was forced to delay until her teammates on the wall solved Calvados, and then reversed the situation to fight two against one.

Oh no, if Conan is included, this wave should be 3V1.

While Wakamu Ryo was thinking about this, the wonderful scene of "Director Ke beats his old mother" was directly staged in Sister Bei's live broadcast room.

The familiar killing football broke through the car window and hit Vermouth's hand with great precision, knocking the gun in her hand directly out.

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Having observed her godson and goddaughter for such a long time, how could she not know her godson's signature killing football?

Of course, the old mother was reluctant to blame her godson.

Vermouth could only look at Judy lying on the ground with a look of trash.

You can pick up the wrong person? The FBI is really a waste!

Judy: ? ? ?

Conan stepped on the enhanced shoes flashing with electricity and got out of the car. He calmly took off the mask on his face, and casually threw away Huihara Ai's face, revealing his true face.

Of course, I don't know if it was because Yukiko used some super glue when disguising her son. Although the face was lost, the wig was firmly welded to Conan's forehead.

Emmm, okay, it's still a bit cold at the dock in the early morning.

This wave is probably due to YukikoShe showed her little maternal love.

Meanwhile, on the ghost ship, after completing today's daily death routine with Kudo Shinichi's account, Hattori Heiji also tore off Kudo Shinichi's face and threw it away.

Reluctantly dispelling the vodka that was also on the ship, the more outrageous guesses in my mind became more and more.

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"I am Edogawa Conan, a detective!"

Vermouth: Godson, I not only know that you are a detective, I also know that your nickname is Kudo Shinichi.

As Conan spoke his classic lines, Vermouth used up all her acting skills to avoid showing a sad expression on her face that "my son's rebellion hurts my heart".

Instead, she still kept her expression within the range of the villain.

She is worthy of being an Oscar-recognized actress!

So the pressure suddenly came to Kudo Yusaku. May I ask who Conan's acting skills are from?

Conan exuded a sense of confidence that "everything is under control". He raised his hand and aimed the watch-shaped tranquilizer gun at Vermouth.

The latter looked at the ambush position of Calvados with the corner of his eye.

"I advise you not to move. After all, your current position is just in the blind spot of your companion's rifle."

Vermouth: Tsk, although the godson's rebellious period has arrived, my own child is still handsome.

Ryo Wakagi, who had quietly arrived at the dock and was sitting on the coffin and watching the scene from the VIP viewing seat, touched his nose and looked at the hiding place of Calvados with amazement.

Just, do you know that snipers can move?

Although Sister Bayonet has many ways to reverse the situation, Calvados's operation of standing still in place even though his teammates were surrounded still shocked him.

At this time, your legs have not been broken by Akai Shuichi, right? Move?

Calvados: No, I have to make sure that God's own son is within the blind spot of my shooting range! Otherwise, what if I accidentally shoot him to death?

Just as Conan was confronting Vermouth nervously, a taxi with a slightly inappropriate style appeared at the dock.

Huiyuan Ai, wearing the spare tracking glasses made by the doctor, got off the car trembling all over and looked at the two parties in the confrontation.

After meeting Vermouth's eyes, the little hedgehog subconsciously shrank in her murderous cold eyes.

Wakagi Ryo knocked on the coffin board under his buttocks and looked at the scoring machines one after another on the scene with a smile.

How to say it, he actually admired Huiyuan Ai's kindness and courage. After all, the little hedgehog usually only sensed the presence of the winery members from a distance, and would be frightened and trembled. This time, he dared to face the fear and took the initiative to appear in front of Vermouth.

But he was still too naive.

If the person in charge of this operation was not Vermouth, who was facing her godson who released the Pacific Ocean, she would not even have the opportunity to speak out her idea of ​​"ending everything with her own death in exchange for the safety of others."

"Graybara, what are you doing here? Run!!!"

Vermouth grabbed Conan's hand in the moment when Conan was distracted, turned the anesthetic needle in his hand, and pressed the launch button.

The injection that could anesthetize an elephant immediately made Conan fall asleep.

Vermouth gently hugged the unconscious Conan, carefully leaned him against the side of the car, and gently said "good night, baby"

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