He couldn't find the right adjectives to describe the scene before his at that moment, not knowing how to respond, she simply pursed his lips into a smile and remained silent.
Vermouth was truly one of the top female Cadre in the Black Organization; in just a few short seconds, she restrained her emotions and gave a knowing smile. "You should know what I'm here for, right?"
A handgun—a gun for killing—appeared in her slender hands, its muzzle pointed directly at Shiratori Midori's head.
You are a smart person." She called the girl's former codename: "Sherry.
After discovering that the Nurse performing the routine check-up on you was an impostor, you sent her away with just a few words," Vermouth repeated her previous assessment with a light laugh, "You are a smart person.
You are a smart person, so you should understand what I need you to do.
Midori turned her head away and sighed with helplessness, "Don't make things difficult for my sister."
Submissively raising her hands above her head, the Brown-haired girl continued, "I've been lying in bed for too long, I have no strength."
She blinked her eyes softly, attempting to prove her harmlessness: "Can you come over and give me a hand?"
Vermouth's eyes flashed.
She glanced at the handgun she was holding, recalling the intelligence provided by the Organization in her mind.
Although Shiratori Midori had undergone Resurrection, her physical condition would not recover in a short amount of time.
The Blonde-haired beauty froze for a moment, the instant she came to her senses, she happened to lock eyes with the girl's Green eyes.
Vaguely, she seemed to remember another pair of Green eyes.
And—
Some.. have already been lost in the cracks of Time, like past events that are forever buried deep, never to see the light of day.
She was feeling a bit soft-hearted.
However, her hand holding the gun did not deviate in the slightest.
The Blonde-haired woman strolled forward, her body still maintaining a wary posture; however, at first glance, she seemed to move with the light leaps of a ballerina. Her posture was elegant.
Vermouth reached out a hand toward the girl in the hospital bed.
Shiratori Midori took her hand and used the strength to pull herself up.
This action caused her to cough lightly, however Vermouth did not rush her.
This blonde-haired beauty, codenamed "Absinthe," seemed to have a lot of patience at this moment.
The brown-haired girl's eyes flashed.
“Are you waiting for Zhenjun?”
In Japanese, the pronunciation of 'Jin' for 'Azhen' is very similar to the pronunciation of 'Gin' for 'Gin', to those who are unaware, there is almost no difference.
This is also why the Shiratori sisters did not change how they addressed them in front of outsiders.
In an instant, Vermouth had already pressed a gun against Shiratori Midori's head in a hostage-taking posture.
The Beautiful woman's Voice was gentle and her tone was flippant, appearing to be a kind reminder, yet also a subtle threat:
Don't ask too many questions that shouldn't be asked.
“I won't ask anymore.” Shiratori Midori smiled, compromising with composure.
Her gaze drifted slightly downward, landing on the hospital bed frame just a step away, before she lowered her eyes slightly.
“Vermouth.” The hostage girl spoke, her tone nonchalant. “I've been thinking about something for a while now.”
Vermouth, who held the upper hand, remained unhurried and spoke in a low, gentle voice, "What?"
You look—" Shiratori Midori's body tensed imperceptibly, "—as if you haven't changed at all from ten years ago.
She felt the person behind her suddenly stiffen.
Now is the time—!
Midori suddenly leaned her body back, taking advantage of the moment Vermouth lost her focus, she slammed her entire weight heavily against the blonde-haired beauty's back, causing the caught-off-guard Vermouth to instinctively step backward.
In a flash, Midori seized the opening created by that sudden, brilliant move.
She raised her hand and gripped Vermouth's wrist, the one holding the gun, with a sudden, forceful sweep of her wrist—
—Bang!
..
—Bang!
This was the sound of the door being slammed open.
Having finally achieved suppression, Shiratori Midori could not help but gasp for breath, a few drops of cold sweat barely seeping from her forehead, trickling down her cheek and making a faint 'tap' sound as they fell.
The recent fight had left her somewhat exhausted, but even so, she still pinned the Blonde-haired beauty firmly against the bed frame, using ground fighting techniques to lock Vermouth's joints, her Green eyes dark.
She heard the sound of the door opening.
And a slightly panicked sound of footsteps.
A hint of a smile appeared on Shiratori Midori's pale face, her hands remained steady, but her eyes had already lit up.
Midori turned her head.
The silhouette of an old acquaintance was reflected in her brightening eyes.
You've finally come to see me.
She said with a smile, appearing somewhat dissatisfied, but her clear voice held not a hint of complaint.
Before the person could answer, the Girl spoke again, her gentle tone carrying a hint of self-satisfaction: "See—I'm still quite impressive, right?"
Zhenjun.
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Author's Note: Vermouth was played because Midori was prepared while her opponent was exhausted; she had already begun her plan the moment she recognized Vermouth.
In addition, Sister Bei underestimated the extent of Shiratori Midori's recovery—after all, Shiratori Midori had undergone Resurrection, the intelligence indicated she was very weak, while Shiratori Midori had maintained the illusion of being very weak and harmless before launching her counterattack. Furthermore, after Sister Bei confirmed it was safe, she felt a bit soft-hearted when remembering the past, was momentarily distracted when Shiratori Midori struck a nerve, then, you know. Thanks to the Little Angels who voted for me or provided Nutrient solution between 2019-11-24 17:58:01 and 2019-11-26 16:59:00~
Thanks to the Little Angel who threw a mine: Luxian, Jiye Qianchen 1;
Thanks to the Little Angels who provided Nutrient solution: Qi Qingshan 148 bottles; Chestnut 23 bottles; Huaman Xinshi Yimanlou 10 bottles; Riri Yeye 9 bottles; Knees of Anijia 2 bottles;
Thank you very much for everyone's support, I will continue to work hard!
Chapter 209: Chapter 190, It Was Also His Subtle Refusal..
"You're waiting for me?" Gin strolled into the Ward, her cold green eyes sweeping over the scene within, she breathed a silent sigh of relief.
He took a few steps forward, the corners of his lips twitching as he curled them into a faint smile. "You did well."
Before Shiratori Midori could even speak, Vermouth, who was being heavily suppressed, could no longer hold back.
The blonde-haired beauty, seeing that she could not break free, simply leaned lazily against the hospital bed frame, her eyes heavy with a languid, enchanting charm; her tone was coquettish, as if she were softly complaining:
“Even though I know you two have always had a good relationship—” she drew out the end of her sentence, “but there's no need to make it so obvious in front of me, is there?”
She lifted her eyes with a half-smile and looked toward Gin: "Did you two lure me here on purpose?"
“It seems I’ve made a mistake—” Given how things had progressed to this point, with Vermouth's intelligence, how could she not have some scheme in mind? Her gaze shifted slightly as she said nonchalantly, “However—”
Her words came to an abrupt halt.
Gin withdrew her hand from the unconscious Vermouth.
Looking sideways at the Brown-haired girl who was so close to him, the Silver-haired man's voice was low but lacked any coldness: "Now there are only the two of us."
Shiratori Midori blinked her eyes and let go, following his lead.
“Mm—" She tilted her head and smiled, as if reading her mind, added, "So, shall we talk?"
..
What should we talk about?
Naturally, it started with Gin.
But thinking about it, Gin clearly did not want to be the center of the conversation. She cast her gaze toward Vermouth, who was lying on the Hospital bed, after a brief glance, he explained nonchalantly, "I didn't expect her to come."
“I know.” Midori smiled as she accepted the explanation. “Although my body hasn't fully recovered, I'm almost ready to be discharged from the hospital. These past few days, Nana even asked me if I wanted to stay with her.”
It was only after confirming that Shiratori Midori's physical condition allowed for her to be moved that Gin and the others intentionally or unintentionally leaked this location. After all, given the Black Organization's usual efficiency, by the time they sent people to search, Shiratori Midori would likely have already been discharged from the hospital.
An empty nest is the perfect place to trap a turtle in a jar.
It was just unexpected that Chris Wynyard (Vermouth), who should have been in the USA for an interview, would actually appear in Japan.
To the extent that they were almost caught completely off guard.
But for Shiratori Midori, it was a matter where crisis and opportunity coexisted.
The moment she recognized Vermouth, she made a guess regarding the development of the current situation—after all, Sherry had been one of the elites cultivated by the Black Organization.
Shiratori Midori indeed has a personality weakness, but her weakness is merely that she cannot face the death of an Innocent with composure, cannot struggle through evil with indifference; it does not mean she lacks the ability to analyze a situation and get to the root of things.
Nana did not plan to let her long-lost Sister participate in danger, so she would always deliberately hide certain things in her words.
But for Shiratori Midori, extracting information from someone who had no suspicion toward her was not a difficult task.
But since you haven't restricted me from seeing Nana, you haven't told Nana anything," Shiratori Midori said softly, "I think you wouldn't mind letting me know how you've been lately.
Gin nodded.
Unlike Nana, Midori was someone who had struggled through the depths of the Dark after all, the two had even been partners for a period of time back then; Gin was well aware of Midori's abilities.
She is more than capable of protecting herself.
She believed in Shiratori Midori.
He believed not only that she would not commit betrayal against him, but also in this girl's strength.
It was quite obvious that the focus of today's conversation did not lie there.
..
For Shiratori Midori, the appearance of Vermouth was an event where crisis and advantage coexisted.
Needless to say, the danger was significant. Although Midori had confidence in herself, she would never underestimate Vermouth, who had been immersed in the Dark World for decades. Moreover, she had only recently awakened; her physical weakness meant her combat skills were greatly diminished. Although her methods for turning defeat into victory seemed effortless, only she knew how much danger was actually involved.