"Upon examination, the fingerprints on the lens are a perfect match for yours, Chris Vineyard's fingerprints."
But what I don't understand is...
"If you were a suspect in a murder case twenty years ago, you'd be far too young."
"Although I thought it was unlikely, I still compared your fingerprints with someone else's fingerprints, even though I was still skeptical."
"I discovered a fact that sent chills down my spine."
"I've discovered that you and your mother, Sharon Vineyard, are actually the same person!"
"Perhaps God took pity on me."
"Later, I finally found a strong witness."
"This can explain the mystery that has been troubling me and preventing the police from arresting you."
After saying all this to Vermouth, Judy didn't intend to delay any longer.
She aimed at Vermouth and moved aside to make room.
At the same time, she shouted in English:
"Alright, everyone come out and arrest this woman!"
She didn't intend to get the answer from Vermouth right now.
As they retreated, Judy said to Vermouth:
"I think that after the Japanese police arrest you, they will definitely make you confess everything."
Even if you continue to remain silent and refuse to confess anything.
"At least I've managed to save this girl."
As long as we protect this girl with tea-colored hair.
That would explain why Vermouth hasn't aged in twenty years.
In addition, the evidence they possess is sufficient to convict Vermouth.
Everything was going according to Judy's plan.
Until the next second...
A gunshot, fitted with a silencer, pierced the night sky and shattered the tranquility of the dock.
This also broke the situation where Vermouth was being suppressed on the field.
Judy, who had been shot, coughed up blood, staggered, and leaned against the car.
She wore a bulletproof vest, which reduced the damage from bullets to her to some extent.
However, the remaining power of the bullets prevented her from making a response.
She leaned weakly against the car door, and because she didn't have enough strength to support herself, she collapsed to the ground.
Seeing this, Vermouth lowered her hand that she had been holding up.
She chuckled softly, looked up, and called out towards the direction of the nearby containers:
"Calvados, thanks."
"Don't kill her yet, because I still have questions for this woman."
Immediately afterwards, Vermouth walked up to Judy.
She first glanced at "Ai," who had been sitting in the passenger seat and hadn't gotten out.
Then he turned his attention back to Judy.
...
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