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The biggest purpose of summoning the vest Yolanda is to divert Vermouth's attention from him and find out what's wrong with him.

Tang Lichu has the memories of Tokiwa Shuu's past, but Weimar himself does not. The biggest difference caused by this fact is that Tang Lichu had not adjusted his mentality when he escaped from the Black Crow dungeon. He regarded that world as a game that he could quit at any time, and he himself possessed Tokiwa Shuu as a "player".

That is why, even though he also considers Kurosawa Jin, Huashan Rina and others as his friends, his sense of identity with this identity is far less than that with Yueyuan Qing.

Of course, part of the reason for this result is that the happier life he led as Tsukizono Kiyotoki was much happier than what he had experienced as either Tokiwa Shuuji or Karagasa.

This is why it is difficult for Tang Lichu to fully grasp Weimar's emotions - who is still in a state of amnesia - towards Vermouth, who had deceived him and caused his best friend to escape and be caught, but indirectly allowed him to see the light of day.

After releasing Yolanda, as he expected, the two code-named members of the organization present turned their attention to this little girl with super artificial intelligence.

Vermouth was forced to look away, and her eyes, which were originally full of affection, suddenly became extremely cold. Her tone became cold and hard, with a hint of warning. At this time, she took off all the masks belonging to Sharon Wynyard and Chris Wynyard, and her pair of light blue eyes seemed to contain ice.

"......Weima." She lowered her voice, as if questioning, "What is this? Are you letting another person eavesdrop on me?"

With Vermouth's memory, her sensitivity to human voices and her familiarity with Yolanda, there was no way she would fail to recognize that the voice belonged to the non-human girl she grew up with.

She is trying to hide her specialness to this super artificial intelligence, or is she hiding the fact that Yolanda is an artificial intelligence that has developed self-awareness.

But Tang Lichu pretended not to know.

"Sharon, long time no see. You've grown so big." Yolanda shook the golden ponytails on both sides of her cheeks. The lively and cheerful little girl's voice was jumping and very pleasant. "Hurry up and turn on your phone. I'm coming over!"

Vermouth paused: "I think you need to explain to me what this is--" There was anger in her voice, and it was not known who she was talking to, or it was possible that she was pretending to be angry. This was the bad thing about mystics, because no one knew whether she was really angry or not when she expressed an emotion.

Yolanda turned around on the spot and jumped lightly. When the sound appeared again, it came from the speaker of Vermouth's mobile phone.

"Hmm, cough, can you hear me?" The childish older girl cleared her throat in a pretentious manner, "Sharon, you don't recognize me anymore. I'm so sad. If you don't comfort me, I'm going to pack up all the organizational information in your phone and send it to the police!"

Vermouth was almost laughing out of anger. Why didn’t she realize before that her own daughter - let’s call her “childhood plum” - was so annoying.

But then again, she could never remain calm when facing Yolanda.

"What are you doing here?" She opened her phone and found a girl smiling at her on the lock screen. Her image hadn't changed in decades. The blond member of the organization smiled inexplicably and finally chose to reveal his familiarity with Yolanda, but did not choose to reveal her inhuman identity.

This also led Zhu Fu Jingguang in the driver's seat to start brainstorming.

Is he a very powerful hacker? He was able to hack into Vermouth's phone from Weimar's phone in an instant. That phone was made with funds provided by the organization, and its anti-virus, anti-spying and anti-hacking functions were strong enough. There was no reason why it could be easily hacked by others.

And her statement just now, "If you don't coax me, I will send the information to the police", can almost be called that of a professional psychologist. Mr. Gong An can certainly tell from her tone that the other party is not lying.

What kind of person would dare to say something like that, especially in front of Vermouth, who is known to be the closest to "that gentleman"?

And that voice and tone that sounded like a little girl who wasn't even in elementary school yet... Mr. Public Security with black hair and blue eyes could only temporarily regard it as the voice of an adult with a bad taste, using a fake voice or a voice changer.

However, considering the other party's familiarity with Vermouth, it is also possible that he is a person who has undergone organizational experiments and his physical age is fixed at childhood.

Help, did he know something he shouldn't know?

Zhu Fu Jingguang almost held his breath.

In his heart, he prayed that the two people would not discover him and chat for a while longer so that he could collect information. By the way, this was the part that Zhu Fu Jingguang was best at in his undercover training, which was to reduce his own presence to a minimum, pretend that he did not exist, analyze clues from the other party's words, string together clues like pearls, and finally rely on the complete chain of clues and evidence to come up with a few most likely guesses. At the same time, he hoped that Vermouth would quickly remember that he was still there, because he was still responsible for the public security to go deep into the darkness and fight against crime, and he could not die for such a weird and absurd reason as being silenced because he heard too important information.

"Just came to say hello--" Yolanda dragged out her voice like a spoiled child. Her tender and babyish voice made such a coquettish tone particularly adorable. "I'm free tonight. I want to come and play with you!"

Vermouth lowered her eyes and looked at the little blonde girl in front of her who was tilting her head and looking at her expectantly, and bit her tongue.

“Of course, sweetheart.” She heard herself respond in a tone that was completely different from the sweetness she used to say with Yolanda. It was the kind of tone that was more fake than real. “I can turn down all the dates for you.”

Yolanda didn't seem to have any difficulty adapting to this. She just blinked cutely and jumped on the spot again.

"Okay, I knew Sharon loves me the most, and I love Sharon very much too, see you tonight!!" The lively little girl gave a "wink" and then consciously exited Sharon's phone screen.

Vermouth tightened her grip on the phone, then raised her head as usual, as if nothing had happened, and instructed the driver, Zhufu Jingguang: "Go to this location, I've sent you a text message."

She took a deep look at Weimar's back, and Tang Lichu, who was controlling Weimar's vest, almost froze.

I always feel that Vermouth has discovered the hidden relationship between Yolanda and Weimar. Although they didn't try to cover it up, this is a bit too much.

The young man did not dare to look back to see what Vermouth was thinking, but just leaned against the car window obediently. He had just woken up after a short nap, and now he could no longer fall asleep, so he could only watch the scenery passing by the car window in boredom.

It is abhorrent that there is no Snake game in Japanese flip phones for senior citizens. It is inhumane. When he was in school, his school did not allow smartphones. His classmates played with their watches and senior citizens’ phones. Tang Lichu was a master at Snake. The length of the snake could fill the entire screen, and it would not hit its own tail until it had no way to avoid it.

The reflection of his eyes on the glass window merged with the night outside the car window. Weimar tapped the window with his fingernails, making a meaningless rhythm.

Before he knew it, the car turned into a street he was familiar with.

"...Gray Street? What are you doing here?" Weimar was slightly puzzled. In the back seat, Vermouth had returned to normal, leaning against the wall of the car to trim her delicate nails.

The blonde, blue-eyed woman looked at her in the rearview mirror, her smile full of indifference. It was no surprise that Weimar felt that she didn't understand anything and couldn't tell what Vermouth was thinking at all.

If this were the world of Harry Potter, this woman would definitely be able to learn Occlumency very well. Weimar curled her lips.

"Of course I'm looking for someone." The organization's intelligence chief chuckled, his voice somewhat lazy and hoarse, "A very useful person made an appointment with me here - look, he's here."

Vermouth lowered the rear window, smiled and waved at the old man who was walking towards him. Weimar took a closer look. The man was a little bloated, wearing a very common loose and comfortable casual uniform, with an unbuttoned white coat on the outside. He had slightly long white hair and a bright bald head.

Weimar:......?

Tang Lichu in Weimar’s body:…? ? ? ! ! !

As we all know, Detective Conan is a popular anime that you should have heard of even if you haven't watched it, so Tang Lichu is still familiar with the protagonists. Even if he is not clear, this person has appeared in Yueyuan Qing's memory.

Dr. Agasa, you???

It can't be that Dr. Agasa is evil, right? ? ?

How can we play if he is black? Isn't that the protagonist group's exclusive babysitter and inventor, the kind and benevolent old uncle Dr. Agasa?

If he is to be villainized, then Ayumi Yoshida and Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya will also be villainized - the possibility of Kojima Genta is smaller, after all, Tang Lichu can't think of anything else that can make this kid villainized except the absence of eel rice in the world.

Fortunately, his previous encounter with Kudo Shinichi made him sure that the protagonist and the one with the most powerful force, Mori Ran, had not turned evil, otherwise this would really be impossible. The red team suggested just lying down and waiting to die.

Obviously, he had no experience in disguise and did not notice that the walking posture and bloated figure of this "Dr. Agasa" did not match.

After the car drove away, "Dr. Agasa" tore off the human//skin//mask on his face, revealing familiar black curly hair and blue eyes.

"......'s disguise is quite useful, but a bit boring." He muttered, "But Hagi's information is indeed correct. Master Jing is really an undercover agent who infiltrated that organization. Tsk."

I didn't expect that! (Thumbs up)