Chapter 87 Vermouth, leave!
Then she turned her head and looked at Zhou Hao, who was still sleeping leisurely on the recliner.
"Sir, you don't have to pretend. Everyone knows I'm here, so why don't you meet me?"
Vermouth's words fell, but Zhou Hao, who was lying in the rocking chair, still showed no signs of waking up, which made Vermouth frown in the distance.
"Sir, I know you have Gin and the boss behind you and I dare not touch you, but there is an old Chinese saying that goes, 'A general is not subject to military orders when he is away from home. What do you think?"
As Vermouth said this, she had already pulled out the small pistol from her waist. When she finished speaking, the small pistol was pointing at Zhou Hao who was lying on the recliner.
However, Zhou Hao still did not answer at this time. It was obvious that the female killer, Vermouth, had lost her patience. After weighing the pros and cons in her mind, she finally pulled the trigger.
If this shot hits, it means that Gin's words are not credible. Even if the boss tracks her down, Vermouth believes that she will not be punished too severely.
If the shot missed, there would be no chance of escape, but she was confident that she could escape by herself.
As for what she would do if the organization tracked her down, Vermouth was too lazy to think about it. The worst that could happen was that she would just run away to the ends of the earth. Maybe she could also become that silver bullet.
But the next scene made Vermouth drop her jaw in shock, because when the small bullet was about to hit Zhou Hao, it suddenly stopped and then floated in the air.
This unscientific scene made the little thief Vermouth drop her jaw in shock. She knew that there were some strange things on the way to the mission.
But she was dismissive of all these things, because Vermouth thought that there was nothing that could not be solved by firepower, and if there was, it was because of insufficient firepower.
But what happened today made her change her mind.
No, no! This should only be used once or twice, and it is absolutely impossible to use it multiple times, otherwise the world would have been in chaos long ago.
Although Vermouth was very panicked at this moment, she still forced herself to calm down and then silently recited in her heart.
It took nearly ten seconds for Vermouth to come back to her senses.
After recovering from her shock, Vermouth looked at the person still lying on the recliner, her eyes hinted as she raised her little pistol again.
As the sounds of "bang bang bang" gunshots disappeared, Vermouth's spirit also disappeared.
She lowered her head and threw the gun in her hand to the ground, as if she had accepted her fate and was waiting for Zhou Hao to speak.
But in the invisible corner, Vermouth's eyes were still bright, but she just hid them.
Zhou Hao sitting on the chair still didn't say anything, and Vermouth didn't make any other moves. The two sides seemed to be in a stalemate.
...Time passed slowly, until two hours later, Vermouth, who was still an ordinary person after all, could no longer bear it and spoke first.
"I've already given up, what else do you want?"
In fact, Vermouth still has physical strength, but she can't continue to waste it, because if she does, he is not sure if he can subdue this special dude who has certain skills.
Yes, until now Vermouth still thinks that Zhou Hao is a playboy. Perhaps in her eyes, this playboy is so perverted only because he has gained something from his family.
After Vermouth finished speaking, there was still no movement from Zhou Hao's side. It was not until more than ten minutes passed that she raised her head angrily.
She raised her head and yelled:
"I advise you not to go too far. A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated. You..."
Before she could finish her words, Vermouth was stunned, because there was no one in front of her. There was only a note left on a recliner.
She stayed for a moment before moving awkwardly towards the chair. When she arrived in front of the recliner, Vermouth bent down and picked up the note.
The above content is very simple, with only two sentences written in the foot basin language.
"Dear Miss Vermouth, please don't forget my Miyano Akemi! By the way, I should change my name to Conan's godmother, don't you think?
To be honest, when Vermouth saw the last sentence, she thought about burning the villa down.
But reason eventually overwhelmed impulse, and she just took two deep breaths, but her eyes were frighteningly cold.
As we all know, Conan is Vermouth's Achilles' heel. She will fight to the death with anyone who touches Conan, let alone using Conan to threaten her?
...Ten minutes later, Vermouth outside the wall looked at the villa fiercely, but she finally left.
The next morning at 8 o'clock, Zhou Hao stretched on the bed, and then he reflexively touched the next door. Only when he touched the two lumps did he feel at ease.
It took him less than 20 minutes to get out of bed, change clothes, brush his teeth and wash up. But when he reached the kitchen on the third floor, he became worried.
As a stay-at-home in his previous life, he didn't know how to cook, but now he wants to eat something hot. What should he do?
Zhou Hao held his head and began to think, wondering whether he should go up and wake Liu Ruyan up and ask her to do it for him.
But in the end he shook his head and gave up this beastly idea.
"Oh, never mind, I'd better go and look for my Tom."
After muttering a few words, Zhou Hao turned and left the third floor, running to the first floor to go out and look for Tom.
Someone will ask what the protagonist ate yesterday? Isn't this obvious? Liu Ruyan was awake yesterday morning, but she was not awake this morning. Okay, the case is solved.
But the moment Zhou Hao reached the first floor, he was a little stunned, because at the end of the stairs there was a girl tied up and thrown there.
The girl seemed to have heard something and turned to look at Zhou Hao. The two looked at each other, and to be honest, the atmosphere was a bit awkward.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Hao coughed twice to ease the embarrassment, then took two steps forward and took off the tape that was covering the girl's mouth.
Although the girl was able to speak, she still stared at Zhou Hao hatefully, with no intention of speaking.
Perhaps in Miyano Akemi's mind, this was also a member of the winery, and he brought her here simply to vent his anger, but what she couldn't understand was.
Why did Gin agree? And why hasn't this member met him yet?
Zhou Hao’s inner thoughts were very simple. He just cursed the dog Gin in his heart.
Even though he knew that Shirley and her sisters had conflicts with Vermouth, he still asked her to send them.
What kind of behavior is this? This is definitely the behavior of sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight!
Zhou Hao felt extremely disgusted and made a note of it for Gin.
"Ahem, then, how about you introduce yourself?"
After a while of silence, Zhou Hao finally spoke first, but as a straight man, well... I'd better not comment on his opening remarks.
"Where's Gin? And who are you? Where is this place? Why am I here?"