Multiple choice system: Conan World

*Bang*

A dull sound like a sandbag falling to the ground was heard, and Chianti's body fell heavily to the ground.

Conan looked at the scene in front of him with horror, and was greatly shocked in his heart.

"After Vermouth knew she couldn't escape with her companions, she killed them directly?!"

Conan originally thought that even in the worst case scenario, at least one member of the organization could be captured.

But he didn't expect that Vermouth would be so ruthless and decisive.

She would rather kill her companions with her own hands than let Chianti fall into her hands.

After killing Chianti, Vermouth ran directly towards the parking lot.

Seeing this, Conan immediately came back to his senses from his shock, aimed his watch anesthetic gun at Vermouth, and pressed the fire button.

An imperceptible silver-white anesthetic needle shot out from the watch and flew towards Vermouth.

Vermouth, who was prepared, just kicked out and knocked away the anesthetic needle flying towards her.

Vermouth got into the car, stepped on the accelerator and drove out of the parking lot.

Since Conan did not bring his turbo engine skateboard this time, he had to give up the idea of ​​chasing Vermouth.

The most urgent thing is to go and check on Sera Masumi's condition.

Conan came to Chianti's side, and after confirming that Chianti had died, he quickly called the police and returned to the hot spring hotel

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Vermouth drove the car and drove away from Kosenan.

After making sure that she had driven a certain distance and that no one was following her,

she tore off the human skin mask she was wearing for disguise, and then threw her Kozenan staff uniform onto the passenger seat.

Her beautiful golden hair then slid down and landed on her figure which was as undulating as the waves of the sea.

Her beautiful face was revealed without reservation at this moment.

only.

At this moment, that beautiful face looked unusually pale.

Her eyes were also very red and swollen, and her expression was obviously tired.

"What should I explain when I get back..."

When she thought about what she would do after returning to the organization, Vermouth felt an enormous headache.

The loss of a core member of the organization with a code name is no small matter.

I came out with Chianti this time, but when I returned, I was the only one left.

If Rum and Gin cannot be given a satisfactory answer, things will definitely become troublesome.

There is no doubt that the culprit who put himself in the current embarrassing situation

is that mysterious man.

"Who is he..."

Vermouth began to think about the other party's identity in her heart.

From the man's behavior, she judged that he had two purposes.

One is to kill yourself and Chianti.

Another is to prevent yourself from getting a computer.

"Since he has been preventing me from getting the computer, it means that he must have also learned about the organization's transaction."

"That person's style is completely different from the detectives. He seems to be the type who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal, regardless of the cost."

"It seems unlikely that the detective would reveal the information to the other party on his own initiative, because they are unlikely to work with such a person..."

"As for Koizumi Kunio... he probably wouldn't know this kind of person."

"Could it be that the person learned about the transaction through another means?"

Vermouth fell into deep thought.

Since the other party wants to prevent me from getting the computer, they should be a decent organization.

But Vermouth could not see any sign of decency in the other party's behavior.

This contradictory situation made Vermouth very confused.

At the same time, her hatred for the mysterious man grew stronger.

The high-intensity combat and long-term exposure to high concentrations of hydrogen sulfide have already made Vermouth's spirit exhausted.

In addition, Vermouth lost a lot of blood because her arm was cut by a dagger.

Also, thinking about the identity of the mysterious man along the way consumed a lot of energy.

At this moment, both Vermouth's body and mind were in an extremely weak state.

Her eyes with long eyelashes also had eyelids drooping.

Although it is spring break for students, there is usually a lot of traffic on the roads to and from tourist resorts like Hakone.

However, the time is now close to three in the morning.

Therefore, there were not many vehicles on the way back for Vermouth, and even though she was extremely weak and tired at the moment, she still drove the car safely a considerable distance.

Vermouth squinted her eyes and drove the car in an unclear posture whether she was sleeping or with her eyes open.

She glanced casually at the rearview mirror.

Then, her eyes, which were almost closed, suddenly widened, like a student who dozed off in class and was suddenly called by the teacher to answer a question.

Vermouth remembered that the last time she looked in the rearview mirror, it seemed that there was a car following her.

Now that so much time has passed, the other party is still following him?!

Vermouth's eyes slowly narrowed.

However, this time, her eyes revealed not sleepiness, but coldness.

Vermouth did not do anything rash. Instead, after reaching the nearest highway fork, she turned the steering wheel and turned in.

As expected.

The car behind also turned in.

'Since when did he follow me?'

"I remember that when I left Hakone, there was no car following me..."

Vermouth was confused.

When she first escaped from Kosenan, she was quite cautious.

Always paying attention to see if anyone is catching up with me.

Logically speaking, I should be safe once I get on the highway.

But the result was that he was followed on the highway.

Of course, there are also situations where the car behind you just happens to be going the same way.

However, the alertness developed from years of living on the edge of a knife still made Vermouth realize that something was wrong.

"There's no way he could have sneaked all the way here from Hakone."

'If he was really following me, I would have been fitted with a tracking device.'

Vermouth thought to herself, and hurriedly held the steering wheel with one hand, while feeling her body with the other hand.

But she didn't find any locator or anything like that on her body.

She then reached out and grabbed the uniform of the Kosenan staff on the passenger seat.

But as soon as she picked up the coat, she immediately realized something was wrong.

My clothes turned out to be much heavier.

She quickly reached out and felt a huge hard object in her clothes pocket.

Vermouth took it out of her pocket, and then her expression began to become extremely ugly.

That's not some tiny little locator at all.

It's a cell phone.

It was in the pocket on the right side of his abdomen where he had just been hit by the mysterious man's fist.

(End of this chapter)