Yoruichi Toyama didn't bring her phone with her at all.

He disguised himself as Akemi so that Vermouth would capture him, so of course he wouldn't bring anything that could reveal his identity.

Vermouth's plan was clearly to use Akemi to blackmail him, so there was no immediate danger when only Yoruichi Toyama remained at home.

By the time Vermouth discovered the clumsy switch, Akemi was already under police protection.

Yoruichi Toyama can now focus on dealing with Vermouth and see what this extremely capricious aunt is up to.

At least she showed a degree of delight at Gin's mishap.

They might not care about the life of a little Mingmei.

Therefore, Yoruichi Toyama simplified her acquaintance with Akemi and their subsequent experiences as much as possible.

I would also like to thank a certain undercover agent who was lurking in the shadows for his great help.

He must have kept all of Ai's information from Vermouth.

Therefore, Vermouth still believes that Shiho Miyano is dead.

Shinichi Kudo, who had also taken drug A, died, as did Takato.

In order to protect Akemi Miyano, who had robbed a bank, Yoichi Toyama concealed what he knew from the police.

For the brewery, these minor obstacles are hardly obstacles at all.

This is the attitude that Yoruichi Toyama is displaying.

Under Vermouth's threatening gaze, he slowly reached out and took the phone.

I dialed Mingmei's number.

The dial tone coming from the other end seemed to be drawing his heartbeat.

Vermouth stood in front of him, smiling at him.

"Hello..." After a long time, Akemi's voice rang out.

Because it was an unfamiliar number, the tone was quite confused and uneasy.

"Akimi, it's me, I'm fine," Yoruichi Toyama quickly reported.

"Yoruichi!"

The voice on the other end became noticeably more agitated, and there was even a faint sound of something hitting the ground.

Where are you now?

Yoichi glanced at Absinthe's expression but did not answer.

The stun gun was only about 20cm away from his body, making him feel like a frightened bird.

Where are you? Are you safe?

Akemi hummed in agreement.

"This is a safe house arranged by the First Investigation Division; even I don't know the address."

So, Kazami actually knew to get the First Investigation Division involved; that's pretty clever!

Yoruichi Toyama once again sensed the involvement of a certain spy behind the scenes.

“I was brought here early this morning. They said that loan sharks and thugs were trying to cause me trouble.”

Akemi then added a sentence.

If it weren't for the witch on the other side wielding a stun gun and glaring menacingly, Yoruichi Toyama would have almost burst out laughing.

The person who could be so in sync with me was probably not Officer Furuya, but rather an elite inspector who had learned to tell jokes from me.

I'm relieved.

"Yoruichi, you..."

Before Akemi could ask anything else, Yoruichi Toyama interrupted her.

"Mingmei, let's break up."

"I'm about to marry into a wealthy family and reach the pinnacle of my life, so just forget about me. Goodbye!"

Before he could finish his last word, Vermouth snatched the phone back and stun gun into his ribs again.

Yoruichi Toyama collapsed onto the carpet, her body convulsing, her ears filled with sharp whistling sounds.

Fortunately, the current intensity was not high this time, and it gradually subsided after a while.

“I did exactly what you told me to say,” he said, looking up with a wronged expression. “Why is this happening?”

Vermouth felt a chill run down her spine from his innocent gaze, tossed the stun gun in her hand, and then put it away.

"My hand slipped."

The witch casually uttered these words, but her expression clearly said, "I can't stand not beating you up."

When Vermouth turned around and saw that the call had been disconnected, she immediately realized that holding back had been a mistake.

As everyone knows, Benha the Husky has no idea how much he deserves a beating.

Yoruichi Toyama shakily got up, sat back down on the edge of the bed, and stared at the phone with Absinthe.

Not long after, the phone rang.

Vermouth glared at Yoruichi Toyama, watching him sit up straight and keep his mouth shut before answering the call.

"Hello?"

The woman's voice startled Akemi on the other end, who then erupted in anger.

"Absinthe, take it out on me, and stay away from Nightfall!"

Wow, it's rare to see a young lady with such a fiery temper. She seems really anxious.

A sudden thought arises from the distant mountains at night.

Vermouth's glare at him was so cold it felt like it could freeze him solid.

"Do you care about him that much?" she said calmly into the phone, "yet you were under police protection, yet he fell into my hands and suffered terribly..."

"You... Yoruichi, what did you do to him?..." Akemi's voice suddenly became tearful, probably because she was terrified by the word "torture".

Yoruichi Toyama couldn't resist.

"No, Akemi, I'm fine..."

He wanted to say something more, but Vermouth squinted at him and raised her hand.

Yoruichi Toyama sat up straight and made a zipping gesture in front of her mouth.

"Yoruichi! Yoruichi?..."

Absinthe opened its mouth at Akemi's urgent call.

"If you want me to release him, it's very simple."

"Go to hell."

The phone suddenly went silent, as if no one had ever been there.

"A woman as cunning as you shouldn't have any trouble getting out of the police's control."

"Make it a sensational one. Find a tall building and jump off, or cut your wrists, hang yourself or something. The choice is yours."

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