"Don't ask too many questions. It's a man's secret." The words Vermouth had just used to brush off Bourbon came flying back like a boomerang and struck her in the blink of an eye. The young Cadre on the other end of the line even used exactly the same tone she had just used. "Just stay as you are and wait patiently."
With that, Jiang Xia hung up with a beep.
Vermouth stared at the darkened phone screen. "...%￥&*"
After cursing softly to herself, she was about to reopen the news. But then a voice came from beside her. Amuro Tooru frowned and asked, "Who were you talking to?"
Vermouth glanced at him. "A secret makes a woman woman" was already on the tip of her tongue, but she swallowed it before saying it.
—Who knew whether, after she said it, someone would suddenly pop out to screw her over, then smile mysteriously when she questioned them and tell her, "A secret makes a man man"?
...She had no desire to taste the flavor of a boomerang again anytime soon.
"Come to think of it, that kid really is arbitrary and domineering. Could it be that around him, he only allows himself to be a Riddler, while anyone else acting mysterious in his territory has to be ruthlessly exposed?
"Besides..."
Vermouth secretly scanned the surroundings, her heart tightening slightly. How did Uzo know what she had just said to Bourbon?
Could that director behind the scenes be hiding nearby? But according to her intelligence, Uzo should already have boarded that Halloween cruise ship.
"...A wiretap?" Vermouth lowered her head and looked at Conan's phone in her hand. Suddenly, it felt scorching hot. After a moment of silence, she quietly slipped it back into Conan's pocket.
Beside her, Amuro Tooru watched