Vermouth keenly noticed Ai Haibara's gaze. A faint smile appeared at the corner of her lips. Not only did she not let go of Shin, she gripped his hand even more tightly.
Ai Haibara said nothing, but she was indeed irritated inside and shot Shin a rather angry glare.
Shin shrugged innocently, then reached out and took Ai Haibara's hand. Ignoring her struggles, he pulled her downstairs.
While Shin happily went off to have a late-night snack with a beautiful woman by his side, Gin and Vodka were in a far more miserable state.
Afraid of being pursued, Gin and Vodka did not dare go to a hospital. They could only find a small clinic to remove the bullet.
The clinic's doctor certainly could not handle it, so they had to rely on Vodka. He had done this before and was quite familiar with the process.
As an assassin, this was an essential skill to possess. Though Vodka was not particularly strong, he could easily remove bullets and bandage wounds.
After removing the bullet and dressing the wound, Vodka asked Gin, "Big Brother, what do we do now?"
The mission had not been completed. They rarely failed missions, yet this time they had failed. He had no idea what Big Brother was thinking.
"Look into Yusaku Kudo and Shinichi Kudo," Gin said, narrowing his eyes.
Gin did not intend to let this matter go. And as for Yusaku Kudo, how could he not return the gunshot wound in his arm?
"Also, find a few members from the outer organization and have them keep watch on Yusaku Kudo's residence at all times," Gin instructed Vodka.
Then Gin focused on recovering from his injuries. In truth, his wounds were not serious and had not damaged any bones. With about half a month