The pretty figure touched her very quickly.
In the blink of an eye, he had quietly crept up behind Vermouth.
At this moment, Vermouth chuckled, seemingly unaware of what was happening behind her, and was simply observing Hanyu Nan's every move with great interest.
The pretty figure revealed a smug smile.
The pretty figure was about to make her move.
A beautiful figure went up there!
And then... and then that was it.
"Don't do anything rash, darling." Vermouth's voice was teasing as she turned around, looking at her best friend behind her who had her hand raised high, ready to strangle her.
Her pretty figure froze instantly, and the smug smile on her face was replaced by embarrassment and helplessness.
"Hmph, you rascal, when did you find out about me?" She angrily lowered her hand, took off her sunglasses, revealing a delicate face tinged with reproach.
It was Yukiko, Vermouth's best friend and Hanyu Nan's good older sister.
Vermouth smiled slightly, gently tossed her hair, and said, "I noticed you when you sneaked up on me, Yukiko. Your little tricks can't fool me."
"No, this is not a small move, it's a big move, and bigger than yours."
Yukiko proudly straightened her head.
Yukiko still harbors resentment and sullen anger towards her best friend who faked her death and tricked her into shedding so many tears.
She was so angry that her bear-like fury grew huge.
"Well......"
Faced with the "pride" that almost completely obscured her vision, Vermouth fell silent.
She and Yukiko have been best friends for many years.
Before faking his death, whenever Yukiko and Yusaku Kudo had a fight, he would rush over, clamoring to sleep with her and vowing never to go back.
So, although he was extremely reluctant to admit it, after sharing a bed so many times, Vermouth had to admit that Yukiko was indeed a tiny bit older than him in some ways...
Looking at the silent Vermouth, Yukiko's smugness was palpable.
If you dare to deceive her into tears, I, the princess, will stab you to death.
Deeply hurt, Vermouth, after a brief silence, immediately retaliated, "Yukiko, I heard that your precious son provoked the young master again recently, and this time it seems he even lost the house, is that true?"
Yukiko: "..."
This time, it was her turn to fall silent.
Vermouth continued, seemingly oblivious to her own thoughts, "Everyone says that a son's intelligence comes from his mother. Could it be that your son's infuriatingly clever mind is inherited from you?"
It's just about hurting each other's feelings.
Come on, let's hurt each other, who's afraid of who!
Yukiko immediately became agitated after being indirectly accused of being brainless.
She stomped her foot angrily and shouted, "You're the one who's brainless! Your whole family is brainless!"
Vermouth's lips curled up. "Oh, so you're in a hurry? Looks like I was right. But my whole family includes my little master, you know..."
As she spoke, she turned to look at Yuzuru Nan in the distance and said quietly, "Come to think of it, we're practically family~ So, you're still all looks and no brains."
These words left Yukiko speechless.
She glanced at Hanyu Nanami in the distance with Vermouth, took a deep breath, and silently made a decision in her heart.
Later, she'll go ask her bad brother for a child.
She, Yukiko Fujimine, definitely has no issues with her intelligence genes.
As for Shinichi Kudo, that was purely an accident, and he has already been expelled from the family.
"Why are you silent now? Does that mean you agree with what I said and are admitting it?" Vermouth continued to provoke.
"I'll strangle you!"
Yukiko pounced on him aggressively.
Vermouth remained completely unfazed, even seeming to chuckle. "Heh, come on, I'll give you a handicap!"
The two seemingly innocent friends suddenly started bickering.
.........
In the VIP section, Yuzuru leaned leisurely against the railing, his gaze falling on Yukiko and Vermouth, who were chatting and laughing in the audience below. He shook his head with amusement.
He invited both of them.
This is a rare musical extravaganza, and since it's all happening in Tokyo, I should definitely come and check it out.
He had originally invited Attorney Fei, but she had an important case to handle at her law firm these past two days and couldn't spare the time, so she couldn't come.
"Ding-dong~"
My phone rang; it was a text message from Pu Siqinglan.
The scribe and the craftsman have been taken into custody as planned.
Yuzuru looked up at the ceiling above him. Part of it hadn't been completely blown open, and only half of it allowed him to see the sky outside.
It looks a bit unattractive.
He sent a message to Pu Siqinglan, telling her to blow up the other half of the ceiling in a little while.
After finishing his explanation, Yuzuru turned around and his eyes met those of Reiko Akiba, who was trying her best to maintain order on stage.
Then, he chuckled softly, his mouth slightly open.
A voice clearly reached Akiba Reiko's ears amidst the chaos of the performance hall.
"I'm here for you, the show continues."
Hearing this voice, Akiba Reiko felt inexplicably at ease.
She didn't know what the handsome young man was going to do; all she knew was that she hadn't given him the gift she had prepared yet.
The performance hall was in complete chaos due to the explosion.
Everyone was trying their best to run out, but the exit was blocked. The terrified cries of children and the angry curses of adults could be clearly heard.
Domoto Kazuki also abandoned his organ performance and, together with the concert hall staff and police officers present, worked to clear the crowd and do his best to prevent a stampede.
Kogoro Mouri quickly ran over to help.
Xiaolan, with her angelic kindness, couldn't sit still any longer. She led Mingmei and the others to gather all the children together in case of any unexpected situations.
Everything is proceeding smoothly.
On the second-floor open-air seating area, only Yuzuru Hanyu stood quietly by the railing.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The explosions rang out again, three times in a row.
Pu Siqinglan's work.
As an international assassin, speed is paramount.
The entire ceiling of the concert hall was blown open, and as the setting sun shone in, multiple helicopters could be seen flying in the sky—police, media, and private helicopters, all sorts.
Despite Yuzuru Hanyu's precise control preventing any injuries, the explosion plunged the crowd, which had just begun to calm down, back into chaos.
When faced with life and death, it is difficult for anyone to remain calm.
"Ding ding dong~ ding ding dong~"
In the noisy performance hall, a melodious flute tune rang out.
The sound of the flute seemed to possess an indescribable magic, gradually transforming the panic and fear on the faces of everyone who heard it into quiet and peace.
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