"Achoo!"
Vodka sat in the car, rubbed his nose, and looked around warily.
The next second, his phone buzzed and shook. He had received a message from Bourbon.
Looking at the undisguised warning in its wording, Vodka fell into deep thought.
One second later, he turned numbly toward Gin. "Brother..."
However, sure enough, just as he had expected, Gin was not displeased by this. Instead, he gave a low sneer, as if he found this situation highly enjoyable. Even the gloom from Akai Shuichi slipping away just now had faded quite a bit.
"..."
Vodka sighed deeply in his heart and gave up on the idea of tattling. "..." Forget it, forget it. Living in this world is hard enough already. Why bother arguing so much with that brat Uzo?
Right now, he only wanted to finish the mission quickly and get away from that pile of vexing things as soon as possible—as long as he returned to Brother Gin's side, Bourbon, Uzo, and Irish would have nothing to do with him. And those wonderful days were already close at hand.
That evening.
Although Haibara Ai had returned home early and avoided running into those terrifying colleagues while giving her statement, the moment she remembered what had happened on the bus earlier, she still could not help wrapping the blanket tighter around herself and trembling.
"Ai, did you get sick?" Professor Agasa looked worriedly at the little girl in his home. She had clearly followed the detective around before and witnessed quite a few major scenes involving murders and explosions, so why had only this time scared her so badly? Could it be that Ai was especially afraid of bombs?
Haibara Ai weakly waved her hand. It was hard to explain her feeling to anyone else—the experience on the