The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

The memory of death came to his mind. Qin Zhibo still remembered that two men in black appeared in front of the car door and took Belmode away.

Then he fired three shots into the car.

Because his head was in a semi-comatose state at the time, he could not tell where the bullets hit.

At this moment, the crowd behind him screamed.

"Gun..."

"It's a pistol!"

Qin Zhibo looked back and saw that a bystander saw a pistol on the back seat of the white car and screamed.

This pistol was the pistol taken from the two members of the organization on Vauxhall Bridge.

Qin Zhibo immediately realized that something was wrong. If a gun was found in the car now, it would be difficult to get away from the police in a short time.

But if it was Mary herself, with her identity, she should be able to get rid of the police investigation.

So...

Qin Zhibo said nothing, took advantage of the distraction of other passers-by, suddenly stood up from the ground, pushed away the bystanders, and ran towards the street in front of him.

When Qin Zhibo ran more than ten meters, passers-by suddenly realized that the pistol in the car was related to Qin Zhibo, and his identity might be a criminal, and they shouted.

"Catch him!"

"Catch him quickly!"

But at this time, Qin Zhibo had already run into the alley, and after turning three or two, he got rid of the enthusiastic London citizens behind him.

He took off the human skin mask on his face, took off his black windbreaker and threw it into the trash can, and immediately changed his identity.

"Damn it..."

"The cooked duck actually flew away..."

Qin Zhibo held the wall with one hand and slammed the wall with his other fist.

His and Mary's original plan was to capture Belmode and quickly take her to a remote place for interrogation.

After obtaining enough intelligence, they would secretly hand her over to MI6 for disposal.

But unexpectedly, Belmode actually had accomplices...

Those black-clad men who rescued her should also be members of the organization.

The action was so quick, did Belmode arrange other support near Vauxhall Bridge?

No.

Qin Zhibo shook his head and denied this conjecture.

If there were other members of the organization on the bridge at that time, they would not have watched him take Vermouth away.

If that was not the case, it could only be that Vermouth had a transmitter installed on her body; when the location of the transmitter deviated from the Vauxhall Bridge, it aroused the suspicion of the organization members.

Vermouth had a transmitter on her body?

Qin Zhibo narrowed his eyes slightly and thought as he walked.

He had not checked Vermouth's body before, because he thought that with Vermouth's position in the organization, no one should be able to put a transmitter on her body.

Unless it was the "safety" set by Vermouth herself in advance...

However, this action was taken by Vermouth on her own initiative.

From her perspective, she should be the one who took the initiative. As long as Mary dared to show up, she could just kill Mary directly. There was no reason to set up such unnecessary safety.

And the anti-phishing plan on her side was only known to herself and Mary, and it would never be leaked.

Therefore, it is very likely that Vermouth was placed with a transmitter without her knowing it.

Since this person could place such a thing on Vermouth, his status in the organization should be higher than Vermouth.

So is he the boss of the organization?

Only he could do this...

...

In the speeding Hummer off-road vehicle, a beautiful face slowly opened its eyes.

"Are you awake?"

Vermouth's body moved subconsciously, but she felt a dull pain everywhere, especially her shoulders.

She could only give up moving her whole body and turned her head weakly to the side.

On the other side of the back seat, a woman wearing glasses was fiddling with a flat-panel monitor in her hand, crossing her legs, looking leisurely.

The moment she saw the woman's face, Vermouth's pupils shrank suddenly and her mouth opened slightly, as if she saw something particularly worthy of shock.

"Why, why is it you?"

"Shirley..."

The woman turned her head, and the reflective glasses gradually lost their luster. The dark green pupils under the lenses were somewhat agile, but more of them were elusive and deep.

"Shirley?"

"Oh, you mean the code name of my previous organization..."

"But I'm not using this code name now~"

The woman smiled, turned her head, and continued to operate the tablet in her hand without saying a word.

Vermouth frowned and stared at the woman in front of her.

Although her body has not recovered yet, her brain has not suffered much damage, and everything about this woman naturally emerged in her mind.

Shirley, a scientist of the organization, is mainly responsible for the development of the predecessor drug of APTX-4869.

Her real name should be...

Miyano Elena.

Why her?

Didn't she die in the laboratory fire seventeen years ago?

Vermouth's eyes were full of vigilance, and her eyes swept across the interior of the car, looking for anything that could be used as a weapon.

Preferably a pistol...

"If it's a weapon, there's no need to look for it, because there's no need..."

"I came to save you on the orders of 'that adult'."

"After all, you are also a rare and important talent in the organization, and you are also the 'mother of the child'."

After hearing the woman's words, Belmod's eyes widened even more.

"What are you talking about? That adult?"

"Yes..." Elena Miyano turned her head and said seriously: "If you want to know how I found you, the answer is that there is a transmitter in your mobile phone."

"Do you remember before? What did that adult say in the text message he sent you?"

"Short message?"

Belmod's expression was dazed, and he couldn't remember when it happened.

Looking at Belmod, Elena Miyano's eyes were stunned, and then she murmured with a dull expression, "So that's it, you didn't receive that text message..."

She turned her head and continued to stare at the tablet, "In short, I gave you too much freedom before, that adult..."

"No, I decided to take some back."

Belmod, who was still surprised, looked at the profile of the woman named "Miyano Elena".

There was no doubt that this man was the person she hated most in her life.

It was the drug she invented that left a lingering shadow in her heart for a lifetime.

Countless late nights, Belmod would be awakened by the terrifying shadows in his dreams, and could only fall asleep again with the help of alcohol anesthesia.

She fantasized countless times that she could personally kill the enemy who had given her eternal beauty and endless tormenting nightmares.

However, just 17 years ago, news of a laboratory fire shattered her fantasy forever.

For this reason, she directed her full anger towards the person who inherited the name "Shirley", the daughter of Elena Miyano.

It's just that this plan failed not long ago due to various unexpected factors.

"No……"

"What I want to know is, why are you still alive?"

Belmod slightly put away her surprised look. She didn't want the enemy in front of her to see her looking embarrassed and nervous.

However, Elena Miyano quickly controlled the tablet with both hands and ignored her.

After the atmosphere was silent for a few seconds, Elena Miyano turned her head and smiled lightly.

"Isn't this a common thing?"

"It is when an organization lets someone disappear from the world in a reasonable way in order to avoid the risk of being investigated..."

Seeing Elena Miyano's disapproving attitude, with a hint of contempt in her chuckle, the fire of resentment in Belmod's heart burned brightly.

She used all her strength and threw her body towards Elena Miyano.

But before her hands could wrap around Elena Miyano's hair, her shoulders were stimulated by a sharp pain and she had to stop.

It was Elena Miyano who took the lead in pinching the gunshot wound on Belmod's shoulder with her hand. Blood seeped out from the wound that had only stopped bleeding and penetrated the bandage at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ah~~!"

A scream of pain echoed through the car.

Belmod's body spasmed violently in the direction of pain involuntarily, and his butt slid from the car seat to the ground.

"You are the one who was injured just now. It's best not to move around. It will be bad if it worsens the injury..."

Elena Miyano looked down at Belmode, just like when the two met for the first time in the tissue laboratory.

It is also the beginning of all nightmares...

"By the way, let me show you something..."

Elena Miyano clicked on the tablet a few times, and then handed the tablet to Belmode, who was in severe pain and could only sit weakly on the ground between the car seats.

Inside the tablet is a video screen with moderate resolution.

The picture is facing the spectator seats of a certain sports event, and in the center is a woman in sunglasses holding a teddy bear bag.

To the left of the woman sits a little blond boy, and to the right is a handsome man with a triangular beard.

However, Belmod's eyes did not fall on these people.

What she saw was the row of seats behind these people.

In the seats in the back row, there was an outstanding-looking girl with a horn head, and a little boy with glasses sitting on the seat, his legs not even touching the ground.

It's Angel and cool guy!

"How about it?"

"Are you surprised to see a familiar face?"

Next to her, Elena Miyano held her chin with one hand, leaning on her knees with her elbows, looking at Belmode's extremely shocked face with playful eyes.

"Are these the people you came into contact with when you disguised yourself as a doctor in Japan?"

"Now they are on the center court of Wimbledon, watching the women's singles final..."

"Of course, before long, a bomb will detonate right in front of them."

"And the irony is that you handed this bomb to that man..."

Elena Miyano's words suddenly brought back Belmod's memories from a year ago.

A year ago, the organization's boss ordered her to get close to a man named "Hades" and provide him with any necessary help.

So, Belmode changed her name to Hestia and took on the identity of a down-and-out female mercenary, and successfully approached Hades.

After learning about Hades's desire to avenge his mother who died of illness, Belmode also provided intelligence, bombs, disguise props, etc. in accordance with the organization's requirements.

Until some time ago, she followed the organization's instructions and faked her death to escape from a police raid that she had known about in advance, completely losing her identity as "Hestia".

Originally, she thought that the mission was over, and she didn't pay attention to the follow-up.

Unexpectedly, the follow-up of this matter came like this...

"Is it Hades?" Vermouth tried to calm down her tone and looked up to ask.

Miyano Elena gently fiddled with her nails, with an attitude of noncommittal.

Seeing this, Vermouth asked again: "Why do you do this?"

"Why bring these people here? Why tell me about this?"

"I'm not familiar with them..."

This is a lie.

Vermouth is of course very familiar with these people, at least from her own perspective, at least she is very familiar with Mao Lilan and Conan.

One is Angel who saved her, the "silver-haired killer" in New York last year.

The other is Angel who reached out to her together with Angel, and is also the cool guy after Kudo Shinichi became small.

It was these two young people who brought a ray of light worth watching to her life that was never in the sun.

It was not until that moment that Vermouth knew that there were real angels in the world.

Instead of an angel who has fallen into hell...

"No, you are familiar with them."

Elena Miyano stopped fiddling with her fingernails and looked down at Vermouth's face.

"According to the intelligence obtained by the organization, you could have decisively dealt with the two witnesses at the previous dock, but they were still alive in the end..."

"The girl named Mao Lilan went to New York last year and met you once under the introduction of Fujimine Yukiko."

"After learning about these things, the adult was a little worried about whether you are not loyal to the organization now..."

Hearing Elena Miyano's statement, Vermouth's face suddenly changed and she defended herself.

"No!"

"That time, it was because the FBI came out to mess up the situation, so I didn't have time to deal with them!"

"And in New York last year, I only met them because of my acquaintances, that's all!"

Vermouth's tone was urgent.

But Elena Miyano just stared at Vermouth's face indifferently, then leaned back, leaned back against the backrest of the back seat again, and said coldly.

"If this happened to other members of the organization, they probably wouldn't even have a chance to explain and would have been executed long ago..."

"But that adult would not easily kill you considering that you are the 'mother of the child'."

"So, since everything is just a coincidence as you said, then just treat it as a trivial 'punishment'."

Miyano Elena leaned back, and her tightly closed lips obviously would not explain any more.

Besides, the decision that "that adult" has made has always been unquestionable.

Knowing this, Vermouth could only watch Mao Lilan and others on the tablet, her slender fingers pinched until they turned pale.

At this moment, Mao Lilan and others did not know that danger was around them, and they were still immersed in the almost one-sided tennis final.

Only Conan frowned, and his focus was not on the court, but on why Qin Zhibo didn't answer the phone.

Suddenly, the vibration of his mobile phone came from his trouser pocket.