Chapter 63: The secret old relationship won’t be exposed so soon.

In fact, in this world, especially in Beika Town, sometimes things often happen on their own. For example, when Conan only found circumstantial evidence and a motive for the crime, the criminal would slide to his knees and say, "I can't forgive him!"

In fact, the speaker may not have any intention, but the listener may take it seriously. If you don't feel guilty and don't try to hide the truth, you can often save yourself a lot of trouble.

At this time, it is best not to react and not to make things worse.

So Huiyuan just raised her eyebrows secretly.

When faced with a question they don't want to answer, they pretend not to understand. This time, scientists' IQs are maxed out.

"Habara, what's wrong with you?" Conan pushed his glasses up, looking at the confused Yazi. "Could it be that you know Chris Wynyard?"

Danger, Haibara, danger. Here's some more gossip about the famous detective from Kanto.

It is known that Chris is Vermouth, a senior executive of the winery.

Shirley is known to be the winery's beloved scientist.

So, when Miyano Shiho was in the organization before, did she have any intersection with her?

As a detective with a high IQ, it is normal for Conan to have such an association and to be unable to resist asking a few questions.

Very professional~

Then, as a detective with full reasoning ability, if you think one step further, assuming that Miyano Shiho and Vermouth have an intersection, what kind of intersection is it?

Yes, there was indeed an intersection, and it was a negative distance. (Sudden color change. Jpg)

At this moment, Bayonetta's windbreaker should be sweeping across the door frame of Miyano Shiho's laboratory. gif #Adults' oppression is the ultimate way to flirt with girls#

Of course, Haibara couldn't tell Conan this, and it was even more impossible for her to say it now in front of so many people.

Absolutely unspeakable.mp4 (Is there an 8K 60fps high-definition Blu-ray? Waiting, online urgently.)

"I don't know him," she said coldly, "I just hate some people's obsession with appearances and their objectification of women."

Dr. Agasa coughed dryly, trying to ease the increasingly dangerous atmosphere: "Ahaha, Hattori-kun is really enthusiastic about chasing stars."

The doctor's nonsense today plus one.

However, even though he was trying to smooth things over, his nonsense clearly showed his stance.

He didn't say that Haibara seemed to be in a bad mood today or anything, but rather that she was too enthusiastic about chasing stars.

This is indeed a large-scale double standard scene by Dr. Agasa.

"Haibara-san?" Genta had just devoured a large piece of apple pie and asked with concern, "Are you okay? You don't look well."

Look, it’s true that children speak without restraint, the truth is revealed.

Even the most insensitive Genta, with all the food distracting him, could feel that Haibara's mood today was... different.

Well, after all, Haibara-chan had that dream last night, and nineteen-year-old Miyano Shiho was being... suppressed by Vermouth. Even with all the fancy toys, she was still at a disadvantage. (The eight thousand words that couldn't be posted are omitted here.)

However, the question asked by the seven-year-old boy Genta is just like Inspector Megure questioning Kid: "Why did you steal the gems?" It is ultimately unclear.

Well, why is this happening? Hattori just praised Vermouth a few times, so why did she react like this? (asking despite knowing the answer.jpg)

"Nothing," she said casually, a lie that didn't require much thought. "I stayed up late researching a new formula for the antidote... No, staying up late doing homework. I'm a little tired."

I've been working on this for hours. Is her name Vermouth? (Color changes again. Jpg)

A new formula, perhaps a love potion? An antidote to obliterate all the desires of a few pairs of Vermouths?

In her heart, she knew, as clearly as a mirror, that she was definitely not alright. The mere mention of Vermouth's name was enough to stir up the complex emotions she had thought she had buried.

That night in New York should never have happened. It was just two lonely souls from the winery, momentarily vulnerable, seeking each other's warmth.

Shouldn't there be a line from a movie voiceover here: "At that time, the gun was only 0.01 centimeters away from my heart, but a quarter of an incense stick later, that woman's lips will completely conquer me."

After thinking about it carefully, Haibara realized that there was nothing wrong with Hattori finding Vermouth attractive.

You know, compared to Chris's other crazier fans, Hattori's star-chasing behavior and words are within the normal threshold.

After all, with his family's financial resources, if he were to chase stars crazily, he could have gone to Hollywood every day to wait for them. But he didn't. He just waited for Vermouth to arrive in Japan before taking the Shinkansen for several hours to Tokyo. This is indeed a relatively normal star-chasing behavior.

Moreover, the fact that others noticed Vermouth's bewitching qualities had nothing to do with Miyano Shiho.

But Huibara's mood at this moment was just like seeing the portrait of her beloved being hung and sold in the market.

Blame it all on the possessiveness.

But this matter is so important that it completely defies scientists' usual logic.

When Vermouth came to see her yesterday, she looked reluctant and wanted to drive her away, but when Hattori mentioned her today, she became extremely possessive.

It turns out that love is blind, and even the intelligent Shirley is not immune to it.

"Speaking of Chris Wynyard," Hattori said, still excitedly, "I have a little news. I heard that she will come to Beihua in a few days to shoot a movie."

Thunderbolt struck out of nowhere. The tiny town of Beika Town had to accommodate two elementary school students and welcome the arrival of a movie star with a thousand faces.

Huibara thought to herself that at this moment, somewhere in Tokyo, Vermouth might be leisurely strolling in the snow, or perhaps she was reminiscing about their meeting, or perhaps... she didn't take it to heart at all.

Humph, it’s nothing important in the first place. In her heart, her tsundere nature was aroused.

"Sorry," she stood up with a calm expression on her face, and said lightly, "I'm going to get some fresh air."

It's snowing outside. Should I go out for some fresh air or get wet in the snow?

A "Shirley-style escape" is a good one. If this acting skill was used in the Black Organization, it should have won an Oscar for Best Undercover.

The scientist's escape route has been officially launched.

This deceptively calm demeanor is actually consistent with that of a certain "secretist". It's true that enemies always meet.

But she could still feel Conan's gaze, following her back like a searchlight.

Never mind, let him be. Some secrets can only be hidden in the heart.

However, some...heart-pounding images still flooded into her mind.

Well, we should indeed go into the snow, enjoy the breeze, and cool down.

After leaving the doctor's house, a cold wind, wrapped in the chill of winter, blew in her face, making her shiver.

Normally, the most rigorous scientist's mind was now entangled with the lily waves surging deep in his heart, and it was extremely chaotic.

However, science is ultimately no match for the emotional entanglements of lesbians. Haven’t you seen the Akai family’s inherited love brain?

Otherwise, why would Akai Mary, knowing that Akai Tsumugi was most likely a fake, still show up to meet him on London Bridge?

Then, the agile MI6 agent was captured by Vermouth, and this way and that... he became smaller. (This is censored, and the Shura field is scheduled after 300 episodes.)

"Witch." She gritted her teeth and cursed under her breath.

Bei Jie is such a charming little fairy.jpg

In early winter, the sunlight on a snowy day is very dim and not very warm.

She walked into the courtyard and saw the familiar delivery man at the gate. (Friendly reminder: The man's name and age are not shown in the video here, so it is unlikely that there will be any crime.)

So, Huibara walked forward and signed for a package.

Seeing the snow getting heavier, she wanted to go back and get a cup of hot tea for the delivery boy, but the boy said he was in a hurry to deliver to the next house. After a brief greeting, he left.

The name of the Mihua NPC does not appear, but he is still busy.

Smart, he definitely didn't stay within ten meters of Conan. He slipped away very quickly. He must have spent some money.

Only Huibara was left, standing quietly in the snow, holding a small package.

When he got inside, he dusted off the snow, took out a small knife for opening packages from the entrance cabinet, opened the package, and found a square ink-colored velvet box.

"Detective Conan" cosmic theorem: All mysterious boxes will lead to murder or confession.

The box was exquisite and chic, with a black satin ribbon crisscrossing and binding the lid.

There was no card attached to the box, no signature, and no markings.

The more unknown its origin is, the more it looks like a wordless love letter, which arouses people's imagination, but also makes people wary and dare not open it easily.

Ai Haibara stood at the entrance and did not open the box immediately, but just stood there quietly.

After a long time, she slowly leaned over and gently picked up a corner of the ribbon with her fingertips.

"Aijun, what is that?"

Dr. Agasa's voice suddenly sounded from behind, full of concern and a hint of curiosity.

Huiyuan didn't look back.

"Could it be... another strange... thing? Otherwise, we should..."

"fine."

She spoke, her words cold and dull, interrupting the doctor's long list of concerns.

Then he turned around and walked towards the laboratory.

The sunlight poured in from the window and fell into the spacious corridor of the oval cake villa, illuminating Huiyuan's small figure in a half-bright and half-dark way, like a beautiful silhouette carefully outlined.

Dr. Agasa stared at Huibara's back until the sound of footsteps faded behind the laboratory door. He stood there for a long time, his brow furrowed, wanting to say something but holding back, and finally, he let out a soft sigh.

The laboratory was completely silent, just as Huiyuan liked it.

The pale light from the eye-protection lamp above his head poured down, making Hui's already cold face look even paler.

The "buzzing" sound of the computer host, this electronic noise that was very familiar in the past, now adds a bit of irritation.

Huibara sat down at the table, placed the exquisite box that looked priceless in front of her, stretched out her small fingers, and slowly unwound the carefully wrapped ribbon.

It was just opening a box. But her every move was as gentle as a cat, a stark contrast to her usual decisive and capable demeanor.

The sense of unboxing ceremony is maximized.

The lid of the box opened with a light "click", and a platinum, cold luster emanated from the inky velvet lining.

It was a necklace, in old Western style, quite classic in appearance.

The combination of platinum and diamonds is low-key and restrained, but it cannot hide the exquisite design.

It looks like a... cat-like animal with a geometric pattern design. It has the elegance of an old object and a sense of fashion. Looking closely, it may be the work of a hidden master craftsman.

Cat-like or something, Ai-chan's true self was secretly revealed. Sister Bei may have studied "One Hundred Ways to Tame Shirley" overnight.

This necklace, slowly, is a unique and noble feeling that is handcrafted for 180 days. Jpg

Indeed, it is what Shiho Miyano likes, high-end jewelry, and it is handmade. There is only one such piece in the world.

"The only one in the world" = "You are my only kitten." This is a direct shot.

Huiyuan sighed and thought to herself, custom-made jewelry is also what that woman likes.

Same hobbies.

Wow, this gift really touched Huibara's heart.

"Top of the heart" = "home run." Bayley's operation is perfect.

I can tell it's my beloved concubine's taste at a glance.jpg

What might be Bei Jie's next move?

A. Go to a jazz bar, but Huiyuan can only order milk;

B. Send an anonymous text message: Kitty, it’s time to learn to return the favor to your sister;

C. Late at night, directly flashing to Dr. Agasa's house;

D. At the inexplicable gunfight scene at Akai's house, he protected the intruder Huibara and said: If you break the necklace, I will use you to pay the price.

Adults don't make choices. I want them all.

In the laboratory, Huibara touched the dolphin necklace around her neck.

That was a gift from Mao Lilan.

So she hesitated.

She thought to herself that it would be better not to wear this cat necklace, otherwise Xiaolan would be sad if she saw that she had changed the necklace.

Moreover, the necklace given by this bad woman was obviously a custom-made one.

If Suzuki Sonoko saw the valuable necklace, she would definitely realize that it was not something an elementary school student could afford, and would ask loudly who gave it to her.

Hashidou Madai, so conversely, if there was no necklace given by Xiaolan, would Haibara immediately take Vermouth's gift?

Oh, woman.jpg

Looking down at this exquisitely crafted necklace, one can see a burning possessiveness hidden within the cold metallic sheen. Beilu Modou-san has really taken the metaphor of "wanting to be the only shackle around your neck" and made it into something more special (tactical retreat).

In the box, there lay a card quietly.

The card is top-quality Dutch white, with the words "Remember New York" written in gold-stamped cursive script. The writing is free and unrestrained, creating a unique style.

Huihara sighed and slid her fingertips across the edge of the card. The touch was the friction of the high-quality paper that she liked.

My heart felt slightly warm, as if it was also stained by the burning sensation brought by the two words "New York" on the card.

Memories surged, dragging her back to the night blurred by time and APTX.

Back then, the Manhattan skyline was crisscrossed by a thousand lights, a river of stars pouring down. The night breeze was mingled with the hustle and bustle and extravagance of the Western Hemisphere's famous city that never sleeps.

Amidst the elegant people, the crisp clinking of high-heeled glasses and the conversations of dignitaries blurred into a vague background sound.

That was the era of eighteen-year-old Miyano Shiho... She was in the prime of her life, extremely intelligent, and ambitious, but also extremely lonely, so much so that she would fall into... a bond that would be fleeting, even if it was only for one night.

The charming scent of Vermouth's perfume lingers on the tip of the nose, and the mellow Burgundy Grand Cru Pinot Noir slides across the tip of the tongue, leaving a slightly astringent aftertaste.

Under the dim light, her sight...met that woman's.

Her heart tightened. She remembered that feeling.

That is definitely not love...the word is too trite and too unreal.

It was an attraction on the edge of a knife, like licking honey. Two people, among the dignitaries of New York City, had a natural understanding between them, separated by many people.

It is the joy of finding one’s own kind in the endless darkness of the night... and it contains the joy of temptation.

Perhaps, only the person involved can taste the deeper taste.

Huibara was stunned, staring at the box in her hand in a daze.

“Pah.”

The box was closed and tucked away deep in the drawer.

Just as the box was placed in the drawer, a small figure appeared at the door of the laboratory.

It was him. The protagonist of this scientific world, the renowned wholesaler of half-moon eyes at Teitan Elementary School.

"Hey, Haiyi Bara, are you okay?" Conan walked in, a hint of confusion in his eyes, "The door was open... I thought something had happened."

"fine."

Huiyuan came back to her senses and answered mechanically, quite calmly, but her hand, slightly nervous, rested on the drawer.

Conan didn't seem to notice anything unusual. He slowly walked to the side and began to look through the documents on the table, muttering to himself as he analyzed the data from the experimental results.

After all, it was an experiment closely related to his personal interests. As a famous detective, he had an overflowing thirst for knowledge and had taken many biochemistry classes.

Haibara let Conan look at the results of the laboratory. After all, this was something they had done many times before.

She couldn't retract her thoughts. The tenderness and possessive touch of Vermouth's fingertips when she was eighteen seemed to still linger on her skin.

That woman...

How many secrets does she still hide?

Haibara closed her eyes, and the words that Vermouth left before she left yesterday echoed in her mind.

The storm is coming.

She understood that both herself and the relationship between her and Vermouth that...she didn't know how to describe it, would eventually become the center of this storm.

This storm will bring many unexpected events to his plan of avenging his sister and overthrowing and destroying the winery.

She could only respond as the opponent attacked her. After all, this was not something she could control.

Instead of a big plan, why not change the name to "There's no way a genius science girl can be conquered by the winery's movie queen, humph."

In the laboratory downstairs, Huibara received the unique gift in the world that was specially made for her by Vermouth, or rather, by Hollywood actress Chris Wynyard.

The fans upstairs are still chattering about the Wynyard female star.

The heavy snow fell, dyeing the courtyard of Dr. Agasa's house pure white, and the house was warm.

The fireplace was filled with orange-red flames, and the pine wood made a soft crackling sound as it burned.

The air is filled with the sweet aroma of hot cocoa and coffee, warm and cozy.

"So, is Chris Wynyard really that charming?" Yuan Tai's eyes widened, his mouth was full, and his words became unclear.

This kid, you've asked the most dangerous question in all of Mika Town and the entire science world. (Lighting a cigarette.jpg)

"Of course. I'm her biggest fan." Ayumi excitedly waved her fists, her cheeks flushed like two ripe apples. "I've watched her performance of 'Masked Lady' over and over again at least ten times. I've almost memorized her lines."

"On how fanatical the young fans of female stars can be", "On the fact that the CP I'm obsessed with is the idol of elementary school girls", "The purity of human cubs' star-chasing crushes that of Japanese entertainment fans"

I suggest forming a "Vermouth Victims Alliance" with Huiyuan (bushi, but Ayumi + Ai-chan can debut as a team, I want to see it)

"Oh? Really?" Hattori Heiji raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then Ayumi-chan, can you imitate Chris's classic look on the movie poster? Well, that... eyes, super feminine, and that... vaguely visible..."

This ellipsis, Black Chicken, there's something wrong with you.

The induction trap of the Kansai Vinegar King is activated...

(Gibberish: Huiyuan Ai sneezes in the lab downstairs.gif)

"Of course." Ayumi interrupted Heiji without hesitation, eager to try, and stood up, "Watch me."

Episode 114514 of "Human Cub Imitation Show" has begun airing. Your friend [Teitan Elementary School's Drama Master] is now online.

But Ayumi put her hands on her hips in a slightly exaggerated pose, lightly tapping her temples with her fingers, and tilted her head slightly: "New machine, wow, the chair is so colorful... ah, no. This is Conan-kun's line."

The room suddenly erupted in cheerful laughter.

"Stupid, aho, this is how it should be." Hattori suddenly stood up, imitating the pose of magazine cover girl Vermouth, one hand on his waist and the other hand clenched into a gun shape. However, before he could finish showing off his coolness, he tripped over his own feet and almost fell flat on his face.

"Haha. Hattori-san is so lame." Mitsuhiko laughed so hard that tears were about to come out.

Asking a high school detective to pose like a Hollywood actress? Whether there's a fall or not, it's practically a public execution.

Ayumi rushed to say: "Let me do it."

Wei, Bu Mei, Wei.

"On how outrageous a first-grader's understanding of sexy and charming female stars can be. Wait, why do elementary school students need to understand this word?"

But she took a deep breath and struck a pose that she thought was very "Christy": her head slightly raised, her chin slightly raised, one hand on her waist, and the other hand trying to fiddle with her long hair that didn't actually exist.

Using the sweetest face and striking the most domineering pose, this hair-flipping in the void is so cute.

Performance Art of a Japanese Cute Girl with Short Hair and Big European and American Blonde Waves

At this time, if a real Vermouth passes by, it may laugh until its mask cracks.

"How is it? Does it look like it?" Ayumi looked at everyone expectantly, her eyes sparkling.

Kawaii Crit ×10086.

Challenging the Courage of Mona Lisa with Children's Simple Drawings

However, the atmosphere at the scene... everyone's pupils were shaking.jpg

Mitsuhiko scratched the back of his head lightly and narrowed his eyes, as if trying to decide on the right words.

Yuanta burst out laughing, coughing and patting his chest desperately, saying intermittently: "Ayumi... are you... a little hamster... whose head was caught in the door? Hahaha."

A fatal rant from a straight man. Genta, danger. (I'll be blacklisted by Ayumi at school tomorrow)

I bet that Wumao Huiyuan's complaints would be gentle and sarcastic, but luckily she didn't see it in the laboratory.

Heiji also laughed out loud. He covered his mouth and shrugged his shoulders to prevent himself from laughing out loud.

How to Build Eight-Pack Abs by Holding Back Laughter

Kansai Detective's Facial Expression Management Failure, "How to Use Laughter to Destroy a Girl's Dream of Acting"

If Huiyuan comes back and sees this, she will:

A. After scanning the entire crowd with a look of idiocy, he made precise comments and launched a Baga Bagaxi attack;

B. Silently take photos of Ayumi's poses and make emojis;

C. Suddenly started teaching Ayumi how to act like a lady;

D. Go back to the lab and stare at Chris's movie, press the pause button and stare blankly.

The geek who chose D has already imagined the Black Organization's rooftop literature... "Sherry, do you want to try my classic look?"

Two-choice question, Q: What will Ayumi do next?

A. I went home and practiced the micro-expression management course in "Fatal Elementary School Student" all night long;

B. Stealing Huibara's APTX4869 and turning Yuanta back into an embryo;

C. Beating Heiji: "You are the one who killed me."

D. A flashback to a female executive at a winery 20 years later (huh?)

Tag: #Elementary school student's dangerous imitation show#Vermouth's thousand-layer filter#On how straight men can stay single based on their own strength.

"You guys...are going too far." Ayumi stamped her feet angrily, her cheeks turning even redder. This time she was furious. "My imitation is obviously very similar, humph."

"Yes, yes, very much like him," Hattori said flatteringly, not wanting to disappoint his friend, who was also a fan of Chris. As a fellow fan, he might have to rely on her to introduce Conan to him in the future, since Hattori Heiji lived in Kansai.

At this moment, Hattori Heiji, who was living happily in the bubble of simple star-chasing, still didn't know that it was useless to recommend Chris Wynyard to Conan no matter how much he tried.

After all, that is the godmother (bushi)

Not a godmother, but a more… dangerous relationship. (Yukiko sneezes.jpg)

"Hmph, what do you know." Ayumi heard the perfunctory response and glared at him angrily, with her hands on her hips.

"Chris is a Hollywood legend. Her eyes can kill, her smile can save people. Look at her in the photo, how elegant her pose is." She said as she continued to imitate Chris's classic pose on the magazine cover.

As a result, her short legs tilted and she almost fell down, just like a clumsy little penguin.

"Pfft..." Mitsuhiko couldn't help laughing and covered his stomach.

Genta slapped his thigh, his laughter vibrating the windowpanes. "Ayumi-chan, you're not Chris at all, you're just... a penguin version of Conan."

Conan, who was diligently reading the lab report downstairs, suffered a reputation damage.

The children burst into laughter again, it was just a daily routine.

When Huibara returned to the living room with her short legs, this was the heartwarming scene she saw.

However, when I turned around, I saw that the huge plasma TV was playing... a Chris Wynyard movie.

A huge feeling of being unable to escape came over me.

Downstairs, there are ingeniously customized gifts, and upstairs, there are the stunning beauties of Hollywood on the big screen.

"She Chases, She Escapes, She Can't Escape Even If She Has Wings" Mihua Special Edition is now released.