noffsinger Chapter 765 At least I didn't lose
Chapter 765 At least I didn't lose
Vermouth sat on the sofa in the base, looking at the IOU handed to her, then looking at Chu Ming lying on the sofa with an innocent look, secretly grinding her back teeth: "Sweetheart, are these the two boxes of bombs you said you would give me?"
"Yes, aren't these two boxes of bombs?" Chu Ming waved his hands, looking generous, "It's okay, sister, don't worry, we have nothing to do with each other. If you ask me to get the bombs, I will definitely not ask you for an IOU. These two boxes of bombs are a gift from your brother, you don't have to return them."
Anyway, I came back with braces for nothing.
Vermouth held her forehead with her hand. She was also present when Chu Ming forced Lafitte to put his fingerprints on the IOU last time. At that time, she joined everyone in making fun of Lafitte. Now, looking at this simple IOU in her hand, she felt as if the arrow she shot a few months ago had hit her right between the eyebrows.
She knew without thinking that Lafitte would never return it. If he wanted to return it, he would have done it long ago.
When she cooperated with Chu Ming to squeeze Lafitte, she never thought that there would be a day when she would have to collect the debt for this outrageous IOU herself...
Putting the IOU on the table, Vermouth crossed her legs and said helplessly, "Sweetheart, I can't get it back in a while. I really need it urgently. Can you give me some first? I will go to Lafitte later to get these two boxes of bombs back for you. How about that?"
Chu Ming lazily nestled on the sofa, tilted his head and looked at Belmode, and said slowly: "What mission does sister need explosives for? Take one with me and I will lend it to you~"
Vermouth's hands on her knees curled up slightly. She borrowed the explosives, of course, to kill Shirley. Only when Shirley died, Conan would be truly safe.
So when she learned that Bourbon had found Sherry's whereabouts, she revealed the news to Gin. She thought that Gin, with his simple and rough character, would definitely use a bomb to blow up the entire carriage, but this time she guessed wrong.
After learning that Kogoro Mori and his group would also get on the bus, Gin gave up using bombs and instead arranged for a sniper to be outside, waiting to kill Shirley as soon as she appeared.
Vermouth didn't know why Gin suddenly changed his personality this time, but the only reason she could think of, which was even a bit far-fetched, was probably because Chu Ming often followed Maori Kogoro and others, so in order to avoid accidental injuries, Gin gave up the means of mass destruction such as bombs.
But if that were the case, she wouldn't be able to blow Shirley to pieces by herself. As long as Shirley was alive, even if her body was intact, there would be a risk of being exposed...
"It's a mission to encircle and suppress Shirley." Vermouth avoided the main point, "Gin seems to want to capture Shirley alive, so he only arranged a sniper and disagreed with my application for explosives. But I always feel that snipers are not safe, so I plan to install explosives in the last car and force Shirley in when the time comes--"
Chu Ming certainly understood why Gin disagreed with using explosives. After all, Conan was a guinea pig in the boss's eyes, how could he be blown to death?
That’s right, Vermouth doesn’t know that Gin and the boss already know Conan’s true identity. She borrowed the explosives now, probably to completely destroy Shirley and save Conan, right?
Tsk tsk, it seems that the boss and Gin have no intention of informing her.
However, Chu Ming was not prepared to tell Vermouth. If he really had to tell him, where would he get the points?
But this reminded Chu Ming of one thing. Gin already knew Conan's identity, but he never suspected Haibara Ai, who had also shrunk and looked like Shirley when she was young. It seemed that it was because of his previous misleading...
Hehehe, he is so awesome.
"You're so worried about Gin~" Chu Ming sat up, his tone teasing, raised his hand to pour a drink for Vermouth and pushed it over, deliberately misinterpreting her meaning: "Sister, don't bother with that, it's the Suzuki Mystery Train, right? I'll get on it by then, what's the point of wasting explosives? If you want someone, I'll bring him back to you later. You can choose whether he's alive or dead, whole or in pieces."
Vermouth sat up straight, with her fingers on the wall of the cup: "Sweetheart, Shirley is the leader in drug research in the organization after all. I can't let her return to the organization alive. After all, you know that her parents and I--"
"Know what?" Chu Ming looked at her with a half-smile, "Sister, don't try to fool me the way you fool others. I think no one knows the specific reason better than me."
Vermouth was choked and knew that she couldn't hide it from Chu Ming, so she could only sigh and start negotiating the terms.
She raised her eyes to look at Chu Ming, her eyes seemed extremely earnest: "Sweetheart, Shirley must not return to the organization, whether alive or dead...I owe you a favor, okay?"
"Oh, what's the relationship between me and my sister? Why do we need to talk about human feelings? My sister treats me as an outsider, right?" Chu Ming remembered something. He turned around and handed the stack of information that Gin gave him last time to Vermouth solemnly, with the same sincere feelings, "But, after this incident, my sister should not be busy, right? I'm sure my sister will have no problem with the task of finding new people and evaluating them. Remember to report the qualified list to me when the time comes~"
After thinking about it, Chu Ming was afraid that Vermouth would go crazy and kill everyone because of passive resistance. He coughed and added, "There are so many people in the training camp, plus so many tasks. Sister, you have to select at least 180 people for me, right?"
Looking at the thick stack of information, Vermouth felt like she was about to have a myocardial infarction. Her hands trembled as she took the information: "...Sweetheart, why don't you just treat me as an outsider."
A hundred or eighty people? They had to be selected?
How can it be so easy to select qualified members?
Chu Ming was carefree and turned around to slam himself into the soft sofa backrest. He said in a muffled voice, "Come on, sister. As for the bombs, I'll send them to you later. If two boxes are not enough, three boxes will do."
Vermouth supported her forehead with her hand and closed her eyes silently.
In order to kill Shirley directly, she spent a lot of money this time.
But when she thought that after Shirley's death, she would no longer have to worry about Gin discovering Conan's secret when he was searching for Shirley one day. As long as she kept a close watch on her side, Conan would be able to live the rest of his life safely as a child after losing Shirley, the scourge of developing the antidote. She sighed silently and comforted herself in her heart.
Whatever, I'll just be busy. At least I can save Conan's life, so it's not a loss...
It’s a big loss, no matter where it happens!
hateful!
Suddenly I want to let Conan fend for himself [○?｀Д′? ○]