Chapter 193: You've Already Lost, Vermouth

Vermouth's arm was cut, and blood almost instantly soaked her clothes and dripped onto the ground along her slender fingertips.

She stared at the mysterious man who had not spoken a word since entering the room. His body was wrapped tightly and basically no features could be seen.

Aside from the pair of jewel-blue eyes, there was no other part of that person's body exposed.

Due to the previous confrontation, Vermouth and the man's positions have changed.

She looked at the mysterious man who was blocking the table, and knew that she had no way of snatching the computer from him.

This man's skills are much better than I thought.

Seeing that the man raised the dagger again, Vermouth grabbed the vase on the cabinet next to her without any hesitation and smashed it at the other party.

The man's reaction was still quick, and he dodged the vase by just moving to the side.

The ceramic vase hit the wall and broke into pieces.

While Chianti was dodging the vase, Vermouth picked up the unconscious Chianti on the ground, then opened the door and ran out.

The mysterious man who stayed in the room did not chase the fleeing Vermouth.

A faint smile appeared in his eyes, and then he let the door of Koizumi Kunio's room close automatically.

He glanced at Sera Masumi who had lost consciousness on the ground.

Then he pushed the door open and entered the yard.

Go up the stairs and you will come to a courtyard connected to the room, which is slightly higher and has a private hot spring.

He bent down and picked up the three mineral water bottles lying quietly on the ground.

After briefly rinsing the bottle with water from the hot spring pool, he took out the plastic bag he had prepared in advance, put the bottle in, and stuffed it back into his clothes.

After doing all this, he returned to the room.

I picked up the air conditioner remote control in the room and adjusted the temperature and wind speed to the maximum.

Then he opened all the windows in the room.

Then he left the room.

Vermouth escaped from the room holding Chianti,

her head already feeling extremely heavy as she kept thinking about the identity of the mysterious man who had just attacked her.

"That guy, almost all of his attacks are aimed at killing people."

'Who is he?'

However, the other party's several deliberate attempts to prevent her from getting the computer allowed Vermouth to narrow down the person's identity a lot.

Vermouth broke open the door of the hot spring hotel and ran out of Kosenan.

However, just as she was still thinking about the identity of the mysterious man in her mind, she suddenly discovered that the originally dark night sky suddenly lit up.

——A football glowing white and wrapped in lightning was rapidly enlarging in the field of vision.

Vermouth knew she couldn't avoid it, so she simply placed Chianti in front of her.

With a "bang", the football hit Chianti's chest.

The huge impact force caused Vermouth to step back a little.

"Hmm!"

Chianti, who had already fainted, let out a painful groan after being hit by the football.

Vermouth's bad premonition reached its peak at this moment.

In the direction where the football had just flown, she saw an elementary school student wearing a suit and round-frame glasses.

"You...what are you doing...kid..."

Vermouth looked at Conan, who slowly retracted his foot and reached out to close the foot-strengthening shoes that were glowing white, and spoke slowly.

Conan stared at the woman in the uniform of a Kosenan staff member opposite him with a serious expression, and directly pointed out her identity:

"Stop pretending, Vermouth."

"This case is almost identical to the previous Itakura Taku case, so the person who commissioned Mr. Koizumi to develop the software must be you."

He just noticed something strange when Sera Masumi was communicating with him, so he hurried back.

As a result, he ran into Vermouth who was holding Chianti.

Although Vermouth was disguised, Conan still recognized her at a glance.

When Vermouth saw that her identity was exposed, she stopped pretending.

"Shouldn't you be at the 'Wanoyu' hot spring hotel now? Why are you here?"

"Vermouth, you have been communicating unilaterally with the phone in Mr. Koizumi's room."

"You clearly gave the final instructions before, so Ms. Sera, who was going to take over from you, should have gone to the parking lot of the Jingshui Hot Spring Hotel before two o'clock."

"But Miss Sera just now said that you changed the time and place of the transaction. This is totally unreasonable."

"Plus, when you talked on the phone before, Ms. Sera synchronized the content of your conversation to me."

"Not only did she not synchronize the content of your conversation with me this time, she even omitted the usual way of addressing me when she called me."

"So I guessed that maybe Miss Sera was in trouble."

Conan said.

"You are indeed a detective."

After hearing Conan's reasoning, Vermouth slowly put down the Chianti in her arms and sighed.

After Vermouth put Chianti down, Conan discovered that Vermouth's right forearm was almost completely covered in blood.

Even now, blood is still dripping onto the ground.

"How did you get into this situation?"

Conan was somewhat shocked by the situation of Vermouth and Chianti.

Logically speaking, when Masumi Sera's badge communicator was taken away by Vermouth, she should have been at a disadvantage.

But it seems that it is Vermouth who suffered the most.

"So you didn't know."

Vermouth looked at Conan's reaction and it was obvious that the mysterious man just now had nothing to do with Conan.

Vermouth slowly tore off her clothes, pressed part of the clothes on the wound to stop the bleeding, and then used her teeth to bandage the wound with long strips of cloth.

Conan just stood there and didn't stop it.

He could see that Vermouth was already very weak. If she continued to lose blood like this, her life would be in danger.

Although Conan was very concerned about the reason why Vermouth and Chianti were in such a miserable state.

But after he saw Vermouth had finished bandaging herself, he still warned:

"Vermouth, don't continue to resist."

"In your current state, it's impossible for the two of you to escape from here together."

"What if I must take her away?"

Vermouth helped Chianti up, looked at Conan in front of her, and asked with interest.

"Then I will never let that happen."

As Conan spoke, he raised his wrist and aimed the crosshairs of his watch that could fire anesthetic needles at Vermouth, who looked extremely weak in front of him.

If it was Vermouth in perfect condition, Conan might not be able to do anything to her.

But facing Vermouth who is already so weak, Conan is absolutely sure that it is impossible for her to escape with Chianti.

As long as they can catch one person, they will be able to make a leap forward in their fight against the organization.

"You've already lost, Vermouth," Conan said.

"I see. That's a shame."

Vermouth sighed, then grabbed Chianti's jaw with one hand and the back of Chianti's neck with the other, then twisted it hard.

Accompanied by a crisp "click" sound, Conan's eyes widened in horror in an instant.

Because he saw——

Vermouth actually broke Chianti's neck.

(End of this chapter)