Chapter 884 Ultimate Boiling Sheep Calvados
Judging from his appearance, Conan usually looks silly, but this is just what he wants people around him to he starts using his brain, he can become very smart in an instant.
Is that football-sized head a joke to you?
He is naive and just doesn't want to label the people around him as suspects.
Being a detective is very painful... In the eyes of the people around you, there are no secrets at all, and you have to face the worst side of the other person. Even the impression you have of the other person will collapse with the truth.
Therefore, he never thought about deducing the secrets of the people around him.
Take now for example!
Because this matter could not avoid Fujino, by chance, he couldn't help but reason about it, and then, he came to this guess.
A very scary conjecture...
"If it's really what I think, then Fujino..."
Countless thoughts emerged in Conan's mind, his expression changed unconsciously, and he pondered for a moment.
He raised his head and glanced at Shinichi in the rearview mirror, thinking to himself, "Now is not the time to think about Fujino... Let's deal with Shinichi's problem first."
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A port near Tokyo Haneda Airport (International Airport).
Judy drove all the way, attracting Vermouth to the horse head of the port. She glanced at "Aramachi" behind her, turned the steering wheel to the limit, pulled the handbrake, and the tires with the Citroen logo rubbed against the ground crazily, creating waves of heat haze. Then the front of the car turned around, and the front of the car faced the front of the car driven by Aramachi Aramachi directly.
After getting off the car, both sides performed their acting skills wildly and neither of them gave in to the other.
Fujino was flying in the air on a hang glider, watching the confrontation between the two groups. He rode the wind to the top of the horse-head crane and sat cross-legged to watch the show.
At the same time, his eyes kept scanning and noticed other people present.
For example, on top of a container not far away, there was a man holding a sniper rifle and carrying a shotgun on his back.
There was also a man who was sneaking around and was copying the house with a pistol in his hand.
Fujino recognized the identities of the two and said playfully, "The one holding the sniper rifle should be the legendary Calvados from the winery, right?"
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As Fujino watched silently, Judy and Vermouth began arguing about who was the bad guy.
But it is obvious that Vermouth has no chance of winning the argument against Judy this time.
After all, Fujino had thought of this when he solved the case of Yoshiki Shinade, and he directly laid the trap that the transcript was completely different from the facts.
When Judy faced Vermouth, her momentum soared exponentially.
That year, she witnessed her parents, who were FBI investigators, being killed by Vermouth.
As an ignorant little girl, she didn't know what death meant. She foolishly believed what Vermouth said, thinking that her father was just 'asleep' as Vermouth said, and she stayed by her father's side to take care of him as Vermouth asked...
However, because she suddenly remembered that her father liked to drink orange juice after waking up, she did not stay at home obediently as Vermouth had said, but ran out to buy her father's favorite orange juice.
After she stumbled back after buying orange juice.
What was waiting for her was a burning sea of fire.
For her, Vermouth is the enemy who killed her parents, and her "secret that makes women more attractive" was also learned from Aunt Bei, just to not forget this blood feud.
But before taking revenge for the extermination of her family, she still had questions about why Vermouth targeted Haibara, why she protected Conan on the bus before, and about ANGEL and COOL GUY.
Of course, the most crucial thing is... the ultimate mystery of why Vermouth does not grow old.
"Hehe... why?"
Vermouth's identity was revealed, and she tore off her skin and revealed her face.
However, she did not intend to answer this question, but reached directly for the gun bag on her waist.
Judy frowned upon seeing this, and quickly reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a pre-loaded and cocked revolver.
The earliest revolvers were single-action pistols. After shooting, the hammer needed to be pulled to reset. Therefore, in western movies, cowboys mostly shot from the hip, using their thumbs that they had practiced for many years to achieve a firing rate of one hundred rounds consuming one steamed bun.
Modern pistols, whether revolvers or fully automatic, are double-action or first-action. The advantage is that they can be fully automatic, but the disadvantage is that the trigger travel increases and the trigger pull needs to increase. Generally speaking, the force exerted by the index finger needs to be one to two times higher than the firearm itself, and the operation of lowering the hammer is also a typical operation of a pistol with an exposed hammer.
The purpose is to reduce the force and time of pulling the trigger, increase the firing speed and accuracy.
"boom!"
Judy raised the pistol and aimed, gently pulled the trigger with her index finger, and the bullet shot out of the barrel.
The brass bullet hit Vermouth's holster directly.
Under the huge force, the holster hanging on Vermouth's waist broke directly.
The pistol flew out of the holster.
"Hmph... you're pretty accurate. I didn't expect you're actually a cowgirl."
Vermouth raised her hand and said teasingly, looking at Judy in front of her in surprise. It was obvious that she did not expect that the other party would draw his gun and shoot faster than herself.
I can only say that they are worthy of being Americans. American-style Iai is like engraved in their DNA.
"It doesn't matter if you don't say it. We already have this little girl anyway."
Judy held the gun and snorted, then shouted to the people around her, "The operation was successful, everyone come out and arrest this woman!"
"Really……"
Vermouth smiled meaningfully, "Go ahead, don't kill her, keep her alive."
"boom!"
A dull sound of breaking through the air echoed all around.
A brass-wrapped bullet pierced through Judy's body and hit the ground.
Judy only felt as if something hit her side, and then a sharp pain came from her stomach, followed by a feeling of weakness that suddenly spread throughout her body.
"Thank you Calvados!"
Vermouth chuckled and waved at the Calvados on the container behind her.
"..."
Calvados remained silent, but his pupils lit up behind his sunglasses and a smile curved at the corners of his mouth.
The goddess actually praised me!
Vermouth did not communicate too much with Calvados, and instead looked at Judy with a playful look: "To be honest, your plan to let your companions ambush here is really full of loopholes... I just disguised myself as you and came over to say 'tonight's operation is canceled', and they actually went back obediently. I really don't know what you FBI are thinking."
She imitated Judy's voice: "Come to think of it, your previous FBI1 operation seemed to be exposed because of the poor performance of your subordinates, so Shuichi Akai was exposed..."
After a pause, she continued, "Your FBI recruitment conditions are really simple!"
Judy looked at Belmore in front of her, her face turned pale, but she was speechless.
I can only say that what Vermouth said seems to be quite right...
I couldn't refute it!
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As night fell, it was the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, and a pink full moon hung high in the sky.
Although there are no cherry blossoms, the fragrance of cherry blossoms seems to be coming from all around.
Calvado looked at his goddess waving at him and smiling at him, and his heart was suddenly filled with joy.
A lot of pink bubbles of pursuit popped up in my head, hoping that after this order was completed, the goddess and I would have a closer relationship after dinner.
At the same time, he began to fantasize about marrying his goddess, giving birth to a well-behaved daughter, and finally having a wife and children and a happy bed.
Thinking of this, a perverted smile appeared on his face.
(End of this chapter)
