Chapter 33 Conan's suspicion of Huiyuan's acting skills are maxed out

"I'm serious," Conan insisted. "If the Black Organization or Vermouth sets their sights on you, you'll be in danger. Perhaps you should stay with Professor Agasa, or stay at the detective agency."

Ke·Mother Nan is online, worrying about Huibara's safety every day, and almost said, "Sister, there are a lot of bad guys outside, follow me closely."

Dr. Agasa's House: A famous Beika-cho attraction and a top Black Organization team-building destination. Is it safe? Well, it's a case of "strength in numbers" in the physical sense, right?

Director Ke, are you concerned about Haibara, or are you giving a head to your mother's ex (Vermouth)?

"Thank you for your concern, but I'm absolutely safe here." Huiyuan said, "The security system is very advanced. I don't plan to go out until Dr. Agasa returns."

Ah, this means that in the world of science, this kind of "absolute safety" flag is more reliable than "I will go back to my hometown to get married tomorrow".

"The security system is very advanced" Translation: Welcome to demolish my house, my defense tower is very fragile~

There was another sound from upstairs, undoubtedly the creaking of the floorboards. Conan narrowed his eyes.

Floor: "I carry more weight and secrets than I should at my age."

"Someone," he said, his hand moving again to his watch - the watch with the anesthetic needle.

Here it comes, a family-inherited skill—preparing the anesthetic needle. Kogoro: A-choo. I feel a chill on the back of my neck.

"Don't be suspicious, I told you it's a cat." Haibara said, but Conan had already pushed her away and walked towards the spiral staircase with small steps.

Conan: I don't want to hear it. Just rush in and it's over. Go head-on.

Haibara's mind raced with calculations. If Conan had already unleashed his tranquilizer gun and discovered Vermouth, a violent confrontation might ensue. And considering the professional killer's skills, Conan's fate was likely to be dire. She had to prevent the two from meeting at all costs.

Conan's fighting power vs. Bayonetta's fighting power, isn't this just the bronze meeting the king?

"Edogawa-san, wait a minute," she called out, hurrying after him. "I have something to tell you."

What usually follows is either a confession of love or a shocking secret (or nonsense).

Conan: Could it be that... there's been a major breakthrough in the antidote for APTX4869? (Starry eyes)

Ai-chan: It’s time to save my reputation, my acting skills have reached the maximum.

Conan paused, turned around, a look of confusion on his face, "What?"

"I..." Huibara struggled to come up with a believable explanation. "I've been researching a potential antidote. It's still in the experimental stages, but I've tested it on mice and have achieved some promising results."

Ai-chan's CPU is running at high speed: "Just make it up." Sure enough, to control Conan, he has to rely on the trump card of "antidote".

White Mouse: I didn't mess with any of you. No Cue.

As she expected, this gave Conan pause. After all, his obsession with reverting to his high school self was his greatest weakness.

Ai-chan: The plan worked. Controlling a perpetual elementary school student, so easy. After all, who could resist the chance to become Kudo Shinichi again? (Besides that old thief Aoyama and his endless hiatus).

There is only one truth, but the desire to become bigger is restless.

"Antidote? Really?" Hope ignited in his heart: "How long will it take?"

Kudo·King of Urgent·Shinichi is online. His eyes are almost emitting lasers: "How long? Will I be able to sleep with Ran tomorrow... ah no, go solve the case?"

Shirley: Oh, man. Such an innocent look. Tsk tsk.

The light of hope shines on Kudo's face. BGM: Good day~

"Almost there. I've been keeping detailed lab records," she lied. "But the formula is very unstable. If it's disturbed, weeks of my work will be wasted."

Recipe: I didn't offend any of you, why am I always the one who gets hurt?

It’s amazing! Isn’t this the scientific version of “Don’t come in, I’m changing clothes”?

Although this excuse was untenable, Conan really wanted to believe it.

Haibara could see that he was wavering, weighing between investigating the strange noise upstairs and finding a way to grow bigger.

Conan: Although this excuse sounds more outrageous than me kicking a satellite with my foot, what if it is true? (He is in a dilemma)

Conan will:

A. Continue to investigate the sound and maintain the detective's dignity.

B. Listen to Haibara and get some antidote benefits.

C. Play dumb and roll over on your back for comfort.

"Well. Show me your notes." He thought for a moment and said.

In his dying state, he sat up in shock and asked, "Where are my notes?" The famous detective said, "Words are not enough. Bring me your notes."

"On my computer." Huiyuan thought quickly and said, "I'll go to the bedroom to get my laptop, and then we can discuss it in the living room."

Ai-chan: Plan B starts: "Computer? Oh, it's in the hidden folder of my 800GB study materials. I'll go find it for you right away (and send Sister Bei a retreat signal by the way)."

"Discuss in the living room" - This way, if there really is a cat upstairs, Conan can dispel his suspicions. If it is Vermouth, seeing them in the living room, she will probably go back to the bedroom obediently.

What she was worried about was just Conan going to check on the room on his own initiative.

This wave of operations successfully shifted Director Ke's attention from "catching adulterers (crossed out) and potential members of the organization" to "expanding the business."

Conan: Great! There's new progress. (He has no idea that he's been tricked and might miss the meeting of the century.)

Haibara’s inner thoughts: The rescue was successful, I’m so smart.

Little do people know that when the opponent comes walking on the floor wearing high heels, it must be to tease you.

Computer: Why don’t you discuss scientific research with me instead of using me as a shield for your own selfishness.

Conan, missed a billion orange scenes. But after all, there are differences between men and women. Huiyuan clearly told him to stay in the living room, so it was embarrassing to go upstairs to the bedroom of a beautiful 19-year-old girl.

So he went back to the kitchen, poured himself some juice, and waited downstairs obediently.

Haibara walked up the stairs, but found that the corridor was very quiet, there was no cat and no Vermouth.

She hurried into the bedroom and closed the door tightly.

Close the door and let Beijie out. (bushi)

This skillful action is obviously done many times (referring to closing the door).

Then, she discovered that Vermouth, that hateful woman, was actually lying lazily on the bed, flipping through a fashion magazine with great interest. This posture was full of aggression.

How come everywhere can become a catwalk for this woman?

The familiarity of flipping through a magazine on someone else's bed...

Reading in the bed of my runaway wife, too many elements. (bushi)

Question: In which situation is Vermouth most dangerous?

A. With a gun.

B. Disguise.

C. Lying on your bed and flipping through your magazine.

D. Smile but say nothing.

Choose C, she is stinging on the bed.

"You have really good taste," Vermouth said without looking up, "but your collection of underwear advertisements is quite surprising to me."

Poof—a king bomb right at the start.

Underwear advertisement hahahahaha.

Huihara: Are you polite?

Sister Bei: Your little secrets can't escape my eyes~ (meaningful)

Asking is to investigate the enemy's situation and humiliate them at the same time.

"Give it back to me." Huibara snatched the magazine, her face flushed as if it was about to burn, "and get off my bed."

The classic three-part snatching: blushing, grabbing things, and ordering them to leave.

Angry little cat. Jpg, Modo Modo.

Huiyuan: My things. Don't touch them. (Fierce)

The "Furious Grab" skill was used with outstanding results.

"Get off my bed." Huibara curled her lips and ordered again.

Haibara's bed is inviolable. (Except for Sister Bei, because she is a special guest)

Subtext: "That's mine. (coquettishly) How dare you sit on someone else's bed so casually?"

Unfortunately, this "pouting" is too cute in Vermouth's eyes. Naturally, it has no offensive power.

"Why? Afraid it might bring back some memories?" Vermouth stood up gracefully. "But I think that's another bed, another life."

The amount of information is huge, what kind of tiger and wolf words are these?

Is it referring to that time in New York, or what if they had another possible life? It's time to start writing about parallel universe AUs.

Sister Bei's speech is both literary and touching. You are worthy of it. It is different for cultured people to act like hooligans (in a positive sense).

Is it a regret, or also an unexpressible expectation?

"Shut up. No way." Huibara put her hands on her hips.

“So majestic.” Vermouth stretched like a cat, then stood up. “I quite like you like this. You’re completely different from the shy scientist you used to be. In New York, she would have to drink three glasses of Margaux before…”

Cat stretching Bei Jie: I like this.

The ultimate pull of the cat-like queen.

"Shy Scientist," a limited-edition skin from the Sulli era, and three glasses of Margaux to start a truth or dare game. Too many elements.

What kind of lewd language is this? My ears are dirty (say more).

Miyano Shiho: Scientific research is my daytime job, and flirting is my nighttime side job...

This is the Hollywood enchantress Vermouth: one sentence can bring people from academia to bedside.

"We agreed not to discuss this." Huibara said angrily.

"We"? It's a bump, it's a bump. There's already a story about "them."

There is no silver here.jpg

Haibara's denial is almost equivalent to a disguised admission.

Miyano Shiho: The part that I don't acknowledge doesn't exist.

"No, you were the one who said that we should never discuss this matter again, and I never promised anything." Vermouth, the master of word games, walked over and pushed Huibara against the bookshelf. "Just like you never promised to come to my room the next night, but you still came to my room again."

Wall-dong. A standard shojo manga pose.

"That was a mistake." A mistake? A beautiful mistake or just a mistake that was just accepted? (Philosophical Face)

Classic line: "It was an accident/mistake." (And then it kept on happening again and again, hehehe)

Huiyuan's defense is so pale and powerless~

That kind of mistake, you make it once accidentally, and then the second time is... check again, right?

However, Haibara felt a little relieved in her heart. Vermouth was still talking about New York. It seemed that she didn't think there was anything wrong with Conan. Maybe she just thought he was a very smart 7-year-old elementary school student who could reason.

At first, Haibara was very worried because Vermouth knew that Miyano Shiho had become smaller, which meant that by the same token, Kudo Shinichi could also become smaller.

Think about it, from the information about New York that Haibara got from Xiaolan, Vermouth had met Kudo Shinichi himself.

"Which part? The first night or the second?" Sister Bei is very good, pressing step by step. Killing the heart. Shrimp and pig heart.

Chinese translation: “That night” = “The thing that made our relationship weird but a little exciting”.

Haibara: I choose death (physical).

What a fatal question this is.

For eighteen-year-old Shiho Miyano, which night was not willing?

Sister Bay is firing on all cylinders. This isn't a test, it's a repetition + playback + conviction.

"Twice. All." Haibara wanted to move sideways to create some distance, but Vermouth followed her, keeping a distance but without any physical contact.

Not touching is the most exciting. (clapping the blackboard)

Haibara: I'm very tough, but I can't escape.

Advanced ambiguity means: we don’t touch each other, but the air seems to be on fire, not giving an inch, every inch is terrifying.

"Liar." Vermouth whispered, "Shiho, you have many abilities, but you are not good at lying. At least to me, that's the case."

Sister Bei: Your disguise is worthless to me.

This is probably the top insight of the wild psychologists in Beika Town (I’m sure).

The one who detects liars: It’s not Sherlock Holmes, it’s Vermouth.

Haibara refused rationally, and Vermouth overturned it with facts; one wanted to escape from the past during the time with Miyano Shiho, while the other used ambiguity to mark the memory.

Faced with Vermouth's relentless pressure and the teasing of an "underwear advertisement," which of the following is Haibara Ai's (now 19-year-old Miyano Shiho) inner thoughts at this moment closest to?

A. "Damn it! How does this woman know everything? My cool, cool scientist image is about to collapse." (Inner panic, outwardly calm)

B. "Underwear ads... that's for research into ergonomics and fashion trends. It's not for anything else." (Forced scientific explanations only make things worse.)

C. "Margaux... the next night... stop talking. If she keeps talking, I'll physically erase her memory." (Social Death Warning)

D. "Actually... another glass of Margaux wouldn't be a problem... Ugh. What am I thinking?" (A moment of confusion and struggle)

"Go solve the murder, Conan-kun." Vermouth tilted her head, thinking of something else to tease Huibara, and then perfectly imitated Huibara's tone and said, "Calm down, Shirley. I agree."

Bayonetta voice actors are all monsters series +1

Huiyuan narrowed her eyes: "You were eavesdropping just now."

"Of course I listened. Knowing yourself and your enemy ensures victory in every battle."

Sister Bei: I have studied Sun Tzu's Art of War (funny)

You are worthy of being like this, Vermouth, eavesdropping so confidently.

"So, we are enemies?" Huiyuan's soul asked, hitting the nail on the head.

Vermouth closed the distance between them. A sense of oppression emerged, and the Queen's aura was fully revealed: "So... what do you think we are?"

Distance creates beauty, but negative distance is more beautiful (not)

Neither of them was willing to answer this question directly.

Simple as that, this is the adult pull.

"Complications." Huiyuan finally chose to use a common, slightly derogatory word in English, "Dangerous complications."

As expected of a scientist, even describing relationships is so academic. This year's Best Use of Medical Terminology Award.

Vermouth laughed, and in this small room in the rain, it sounded quite clear and crisp: "A true scientist's answer, calm and detached."

"Do you want something more sentimental? Or more direct?" Huibara narrowed her eyes. "Should I call us a pair of star-crossed lovers? A tragic winter love story?"

Huiyuan's debate strategy: I'll start by saying something corny, leaving you speechless. (Tsundere)

“Ah, you’re exaggerating a bit now.” Vermouth walked to the window and gazed through the blinds at the rain-washed streets of Beika 2-chome. “But I actually quite enjoy the feeling of being a monster in the closet. It’s like a teenage love affair, hiding from parents’ roommate checks.”

Sister Bei: The script is not written like this. Shirley, you added more scenes, so I will add a little more.

"It's not funny."

Huibara retorted seriously, thinking in her heart: But you look really beautiful when you smile.

"On the contrary, this is hilarious." Vermouth turned and said to her, "The great Miyano Shiho has fallen to the point where she can only hide a killer in the bedroom in front of the nanny."

The complaints are accurate.

"Conan-kun, you're not my babysitter."

Conan: A-choo. Who's talking about me? (He's trying to drink juice outside)

"No? Then what is he? Your knight in shining armor? Your silver bullet?" Vermouth narrowed her eyes and asked questions repeatedly, pressing forward step by step.

It's so sour, Sister Bei is definitely jealous.

Oh my god, isn’t this the legendary classic questioning segment where “rivals become extremely jealous of each other when they meet”?

Huiyuan crossed her arms: "He is also troublesome."

Ai-chan: You are all trouble. (Tsundere face)

This answer showed a high level of emotional intelligence. It neither denied Conan's importance nor did it slightly comfort Vermouth.

Strong desire to survive.

“Ah.” Vermouth’s expression changed slightly. “What an honest answer. Refreshing.”

Details. Bayonetta is pleased. Haibara's extreme pulling is perfect.

Bei Jie: Oh? Interesting. It seems that you are not completely on the side of the little detective.

For a moment, they fell into silence, the only sound being the sound of raindrops hitting the window.

Huibara suddenly realized how strange it was that she was staying in the privacy of her own bedroom with the organization's top assassin.

Huiyuan's inner OS: Is this reasonable? This is unreasonable. But why didn't I call the police?

The psychological shadow area may have expanded by several square meters.

"Just now, you told him I was a cat, Shiho? Really?" Vermouth had obviously thought of another topic to tease Huibara. "I've been called many names, but this is the first time."

Bayley: Got a new nickname.

Cats: mysterious, elegant, independent, occasionally clingy, and have sharp claws. Yeah, that's pretty fitting.

A cat's nine lives + Bayonetta's repeated jumps = an immortal legend.

Huiyuan curled her lips: "You made a sound for no apparent reason. He heard it."

The second half of the sentence she didn't say was that she seriously suspected that Sister Bei had deliberately exposed herself just to see her reaction.

"Did I?" Vermouth looked innocent and genuine. "Well, I was so careless."

The queen of the screen is online. This innocent face is perfect.

Sister Bei: If you want to act, just act hard.

"Was it accidental, or intentional?" Huiyuan asked sharply, "Did you deliberately want him to find out?"

Straight ball duel.

Vermouth smiled gracefully and said, "My dear, if I wanted to be caught, I would have been caught long ago. Unless I actively choose to be caught, I will never be caught."

This tongue-twisting line. The Queen's speech. So cool. The confidence of a multifaceted actress.

When it comes to narcissism, Bayley is truly the most worthy of being the organization's top lady. Full marks for pretense, zero for modesty.

Translation: I just want to be "caught" by you. (doge)

So narcissistic, Huibara doesn't want to pay attention to her.

But the body, honestly, did not run away.

"I told you to stay in the bedroom and not touch my things."

Subtext: My action figures and APTX4869 antidote research data, you can’t afford to pay for them if they are broken.

"Really?"

Vermouth approached Huibara again with the grace of a cat, but knowing the right measure, she paused near her private space. "I must have heard you wrong. I thought you meant to ask me to look through my most intimate belongings, so that I could have time to entertain a miniature Sherlock Holmes downstairs."

Bei Jie: Oh? Really? I don't believe it. (cat tilts head.jpg)

The air was filled with crackling sparks. Huiyuan felt her cheeks flush with anger: "You did it on purpose."

"Relax, my little scientist."

Vermouth's smile was full of innocence. "Your secret won't be revealed. But I must say, the literature you read is...really inspiring. Those romance novels are hidden behind those big books on biochemistry."

This expression, "the smile is full of innocence" (actually: the black belly value is max, the plan is successful.)

Biochemistry: I'm under a lot of pretense at my age. The reference books are terrible.

Sister Bei: I understand. So you are this kind of person, Shirley. You are doing scientific research on the surface, but learning love skills in secret?

"It's for research." Huibara whispered, pushed her away with marshmallow-like strength, and went to check her bookshelf.

"For research purposes"—the universal excuse. The academic pretext is the most deadly.

Huiyuan: What I study is the complex expression of human emotions, not love. (She pushes her glasses guiltily. Oh, she doesn't have glasses now)

Vermouth followed, raising an eyebrow, a look of amusement on her face. "What are you studying? The human heart? Or more precisely... the physiological aspects of human interaction?"

Bei Jie: I just like to see you being stubborn, so cute~

Chinese translation: "Studying how to fall in love, right? Especially with someone like me?" (Crazy hint)

Scientists are studying the physiological responses to love. This question is beyond the scope of this article. Is a clinical trial necessary? (Beijie applied to join the experimental group)

"Is everything a game to you?" Huibara turned to face her and asked with his hands on his hips.

Cat with hands on hips.jpg. The atmosphere becomes tense during the classic questioning session. Candy or knife? This is the final word.

The word "game" is too sensitive for Huiyuan, who has experienced the darkness of the organization.

"Life is a play, Shiho."

Vermouth's smile faded slightly: "The only question is, are you a player or a pawn?"

Chinese translation: Honey, I make the rules. What about you? Do you want to be my opponent, or my... accomplice?

"What do you think?" Haibara hit the ultimate straight ball. At this moment, this question was a little heavier than expected between them.

Vermouth looked at her carefully: "Shirley, this is why you are so charming. As for me, I haven't decided yet."

Top pull. Queen behavior. Kicked the ball back again.

Chinese translation: "You are so fun, I want to play with you for a while longer." (with a bit of sincerity but not wanting to admit it)

So is he an "interesting prey", a "chess piece worth cultivating", or a "special existence in my heart"?

"It's just that today, I discovered that your relationship with Silver Bullet is really interesting: your ability to deceive the little detective is almost as good as your ability to deceive yourself."

She turned the topic back to Conan. As soon as she opened her mouth, it was clear that she was a cunning old woman and her true nature was seen through at a glance.

"I didn't lie to myself," Haibara said, taking a few steps back until she felt the door against her back.

There's no way back. Wall-dong?

Haibara was stubborn. She said no with her mouth, but her body honestly retreated to the corner.

"No?" Vermouth reached out and gently tucked a strand of Huibara's soft brown hair behind her ear.

Flirting. So good at flirting. This hair-flicking move is a standard move in girls' comics. Pause and learn the pose.

This gesture was both intimate and a little exclusive: "Then why am I here, Shirley? Why, lovely Little Red Riding Hood, did you invite the Big Bad Wolf into your home? And into your bedroom?"

Flirting. So good at flirting. There's electricity in Bayley's fingertips.

The metaphor of the big bad wolf gives us a clear understanding of ourselves.

"To keep an eye on you," Huiyuan said, her voice steady. "Know yourself and know your enemy."

"Know yourself and know your enemy"—and then you can win every battle? Or will you develop feelings over time and eventually know each other thoroughly?

"Really?" Vermouth moved closer, pushing Huibara to the door. "Then why did you protect me from your little watchdog? Why didn't you tell him that I, Vermouth, a member of the organization, was in your bedroom?"

This oppressive feeling. The Queen's aura is fully on display.

Conan: A-choo. Who's calling me a puppy?

"Because he'll confront you, and when that happens, people tend to die."

Ai-chan: I'm doing this for the average lifespan of Beika Town. It's so hard for me. You know Conan's Law. When he shows up, it's either you or me, or someone else will get hurt.

"How noble. Always protecting others. But, who is protecting you?"

There's something else going on here. The subtext: "How about letting me, a dangerous yet charming villain, protect your pure smile?"

Bayley's gentle knife is deadly.

Huiyuan grabbed her wrist: "I can totally protect myself."

Tsundere: Humph, I don’t need you. (But the hand is still holding tight)

"Really?" Vermouth suppressed the corners of her beautiful lips that were raised: "Is this why you invited me to your bedroom? To protect yourself?"

"You came here uninvited."

"But we are still here." Vermouth leaned close to Huibara, her lips almost brushing her ear: "In the bedroom again."

"again"

What this means is that when you revisit the place where the last mistake happened, aren’t you a little excited and looking forward to it?

Huiyuan pushed her away and began to sort through the photos on the table. They were photos of her and the Junior Detectives playing at the beach that day, showing her rare smile. "What was that sound you made just now? Are you trying to get us caught?"

She thought to herself that in a verbal confrontation, one should attack where one is right. She couldn't be led astray by the rhetoric of this PUA master.

Vermouth pointed at a book that had fallen from the shelf. "Shirley, you're wronging me. I was just exploring your... literary taste. For a child your age, this is quite advanced."

Sister Bei in coquettish mode: I just knocked over the book, it’s a small scene, don’t be nervous, I’m just curious about your “inner beauty” and “hidden attributes”.

"Ahead of the times," do you mean those abstruse scientific papers that Ai-chan reads, or... huh? (A meaningful look)

Could it be "N kinds of wonderful uses of APTX4869"? (Just kidding)

Moreover, Vermouth is also a master of debate. She first lightly denied that she had "made noises intentionally", and then began to cue Haibara's romance novels.

Two women with extremely high IQs are trying to seize the upper hand in a battlefield where the other is in the wrong.

Q: Facing Vermouth's relentless pressure and soul-searching, which of the following is Haibara's inner thoughts closer to at this moment?

A. "Oh no, I'm in love. But no, she's a bad woman." (My heart is pounding but I'm trying to stay calm)

B. "What's this woman up to? Let's calm her down and get the information out first." (Scientist instinct kicks in, analytical mode on)

C. "Help, Conan! There's a bad woman trying to molest me. Come and save me." (Silently calling for help from outside the arena)

D. "It doesn't matter. I'll take action and turn her into a test subject for APTX4869." (Blackened Ai appears, a plant)