"Oh, the bodyguard..."
At 8:55 p.m., on the Boeing 747-400D passenger plane, Makoto Sakaki nestled into the comfortable first-class seat and nodded slightly:
"Boss, do you mean that no matter what I do, you have to follow me?"
"That's about right."
Vermouth tied up her golden hair and raised her sparkling red lips:
"But I don't like trouble, and I don't like following anyone..."
"if you can..."
"Can you please stop running around?"
To be honest, she doesn't look 50 years old at all.
Neither in appearance nor in personality.
Sometimes, Sakaki Makoto felt that she was very active, not at all old-fashioned, but rather ambitious.
Ambition...
What is Vermouth's ambition?
At 7 o'clock, the fuselage began to vibrate. The cabin door was closed early. The flight attendant checked the facilities of the aircraft one by one. After confirming that everything was correct, he walked to the seats of Makoto Sakaki and Vermouth, dimmed the lights, half-knelt, and said in a gentle tone:
"The plane is about to take off, please fasten your seat belts..."
"After the fuselage is stabilized, if there is any need..."
"Please contact us."
Vermouth glanced at the slender flight attendant, took out two eye masks from her bag, threw one to Sakaki Makoto, and put the other on her own face:
"The plane will fly for 11 hours before reaching your destination, and you can sleep or do something else."
"But one thing is, don't make any strange noises, and don't let me hear them, otherwise... hehe."
The flight attendant shuddered.
More or less, they have all heard about Vermouth's style...
It is known that this backbone member who is favored by the boss is cruel and vicious and is definitely not an ordinary person.
"knew."
Sakaki Cheng didn't react. He tore off the disinfectant plastic paper on the eye mask and smiled at the flight attendant:
"I want to sleep for a while. Please wake me up when we reach our destination..."
"Remember to do it in a proper way."
"Otherwise be careful or I'll get mad."
"........yes."
The flight attendant left with some regret.
After fastening his seat belt, Makoto Sakaki took off his sunglasses and put on an eye mask.
In the darkness, the plane began to taxi on the runway, gradually accelerating with slight ups and downs. The engines on both sides of the wings rotated at high speed. The strong push on the back reminded Makoto Sakaki of his grandfather's taxi.
When the speed reaches 300km/h, the wing panels that control the airflow extend out, generating updrafts, buoying the fuselage and starting to rise rapidly.
As the altitude increases little by little, the pressure in the ear canal becomes unbalanced with the external pressure, pulling the eardrum and causing a sharp drop in hearing, accompanied by a dull pain, as if someone is holding a chopstick and poking it hard deep into your ear.
This situation did not last long.
As the red lights flashing on both sides of the wings penetrate the clouds and fog, we reach the stratosphere...
Ding!
The fuselage was stable and the warning light for unbuckling the seat belt came on.
Sakaki Makoto adjusted the chair, found a comfortable lying position, and fell into a deep sleep.
When we get to the United States, there are still a lot of things to do...
Reserving your energy and strength is of utmost importance.
.....................
After an unknown amount of time, the sleeping Makoto Sakaki finally woke up.
He lifted his blindfold and checked the time...
It was 12:30 midnight, only three hours after the plane took off.
At this moment, the fuselage was shaking constantly, obviously encountering unstable airflow.
Poor sleep quality caused Sakaki Makoto's head to ache slightly, and his eyes became sinister.
The cool mineral water flowing down the throat relieves the symptoms a little, but...
The problem has not been fundamentally solved.
He knows...
This is a sign of Shiho element deficiency, referred to as the early stages of a psychotic episode.
Fortunately...
Miss Miyano prepared chocolate for him.
He took out the box from his arms and put one into his mouth, feeling the bitter and sweet taste of the chocolate melting in his mouth. His frown finally relaxed.
Vermouth also woke up.
She looked out the window. At the end of the sky, the dawn light slowly emerged, casting a golden glow on the clouds, making it seem like a fairyland.
The two of them lit up their cigarettes at the same time, looked at each other, and were speechless for a while.
If it is an ordinary flight, smoking is definitely not allowed, but private planes are an exception.
Essentially, smoking is not allowed on airplanes because it may cause a fire, but Makoto Sakaki and Vermouth are always careful and this won't happen...
Unless it's intentional.
"Eight hours left..."
Vermouth withdrew her gaze from the window and handed over a note:
"When you arrive in New York City, meet me at this address."
"Broadway to Wall Street?"
Glancing at the note, Sakaki Makoto grinned:
"A big star actually lives in a place like this..."
"No?"
She reached into her collar, lifted her shoulder straps, and said with a smile:
"That's Chrissie Wynyard's apartment, and few people know about it..."
“It’s also very safe.”
"After we meet up, we'll act together."
"unnecessary."
Sakaki Makoto flatly refused. Even though Vermouth was Kidd's senior sister, so what?
Wouldn’t Vermouth doubt Haibara Ai’s true identity after finding out that she is on good terms with Kaito Kid?
In summary...
The relationship between me and Brother Kidd cannot be known by the organization.
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