Chapter 4: Because of her face, Ayumi-chan let the wolf into the house and took her hostage today...
The cute little Ayumi is making the dungeon more difficult for Ai-chan. The actress's watery peach blossom eyes are so charming, but do they work on a seven-year-old?
The classic three little ones: "Letting the wolf into the house" (physics).
Elementary school students: What is social anxiety? Can I eat it?
Haibara frowned, the lovely Ayumi had no idea who she had invited and how dangerous it was.
Aijiang’s inner thoughts: Don’t underestimate the harmless seven-year-old you. You are actually doing outrageous things, one after another.
Three Little Ones: We only know that she is a beautiful big sister. (The nature of her face control is exposed)
Primary school students don't understand, and young adults are worried. Conan is not here, so the detective team directly opens the blind box.
Haibara opened her mouth to object, but Vermouth caught her eye, locking her gaze with a slight challenge.
The sound of rain was pattering outside the window, and inside the cafe, the aroma of Colombian beans and jazz music enveloped them.
One probes gracefully and calmly; the other responds calmly and composedly.
"Oh, you are too polite." Vermouth said, sliding lightly into the chair opposite Haibara.
"Smooth", elegant, so elegant. Worthy of being Miss Bay.
Directly across from me, what kind of dead end position is this? Aijiang is in danger. It's clearly arranged, sitting across from me, and the pressure is overwhelming.
Chinese translation: Sister Bei: Oh, then I'm sorry to cause you trouble (especially you, Shirley).
This wave is "letting the wolf into the house, which is the most deadly."
"Hi~ Is this seat taken?" The woman, Vermouth, had already sat down when she politely added this to Haibara.
The main message is, "I'll consider your opinions, but whether I listen to them or not is up to me." This is the gangster logic of the winery's top management.
Her tone was brisk, with deliberately drawn-out intonations, and she spoke in English. Did she think that the average English level of Mihua's 7-year-old elementary school students, by default, was enough to support daily conversations?
Ayumi: Don't cue me, thank you for the invitation. I just solved a locked room murder case and I've already abandoned it and am reciting it on my back.
When a high-end hunter enters a fish pond, their first step is always a seemingly casual probing move. The ending of the "Hi~" is so drawn out that it feels like the hook is slamming into their face.
Huiyuan looked up, glanced at her, and said coldly: "There is no bar show in this store."
Counterattack. A single sentence, with a powerful implication: "Put away your peacock-like display. I've seen it all before. I'm not interested in your feathers."
The little baby voice said the most venomous words, and the air was full of crackling sparks. #QueenDuel# #BlackHeartLoli# #Today'sAi-chan is also very cool#
Aijiang: Thanks for the invitation, no appointment, don’t act, your vest fell at my feet.jpg
Bar show or something. Accurately hit Bayley's actress DNA. Ai-chan knows how to hurt people's hearts.
"Oh? That's a pity." Vermouth sat down, glanced at the three little ones casually, and then looked at Huibara. There was a doting feeling in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, as if "the little things are interesting."
Glancing at the three little ones, it felt like a lion patrolling its territory and glancing at the three little groundhogs next to it.
The difference is obvious. Sister Bei doesn't put other people in her eyes at all. She has only one goal from beginning to end.
Shoot the three little ones: Confirmed that they are just harmless NPCs, OK, you can concentrate on teasing your wife (switch mode)
Sister Bei has confirmed that Genta is Genta, not Karasuma Genta.
Her eyes wandered over Huibara's face with her usual hunter-like scrutiny, as if she was assessing whether the experimental subject was stable, or as if she was admiring a miniature model.
It's both crazy and exciting, instantly pulling the two back to a dark, depressing past filled with taboo tension.
"Why, shouldn't you scream when you see me?" Vermouth leaned closer with a smile and whispered in her ear. The bass attack, "Little scientist."
This name is the key to their private relationship, instantly opening Pandora's box. On the outside is the shell of an elementary school student, on the inside is the 19-year-old Miyano Shiho, and Sister Bayonet is forcing her soul to leave her body.
Scream? Aijiang's inner thoughts: Oh, I just want to give you a shot of APTX4869 (smile)
Q: When Vermouth said "little scientist", which of her true thoughts was closer?
A. It's pure bad taste. I just love to see you looking like you want to kill me but can't do anything about it.
B. Missing the past, and wanting to use this name to wake up the sleeping "Sulli".
C. A morbid display of affection, a secret between the two of us.
D. Oops, I said the line so smoothly that I forgot there were three light bulbs next to it.
Huiyuan raised an eyebrow and said calmly, "I don't know what you're talking about, but we, the elementary school students of Mihua, are not going to lose control like some furry little animal with a cat teaser."
A textbook counterattack. Ai-chan, you are worthy of it. Physical immunity to all dirty talk attacks.
Ai-chan's top-notch sarcasm.
"Oh, I actually miss you...the way your voice changed and broke." Vermouth held her chin and teased in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
This sentence is as informative as a full-length adult drama. "Voice change and cracking"—that's something that only gets noticed when someone is very private, very embarrassed, and very young.
This move by Bayonet was too ruthless, flipping her over and exposing her prey's softest belly. This was tearing down the walls of her heart, forcing her to face herself with the soul of 19-year-old "Miyano Shiho".
Chin-holding kill. Nostalgia kill. Crippling voice execution. Miss Bay's bad taste in full swing.
Ai-chan's shame HP-10000. This wave is a precise attack. Beijie's XP: The moment my wife breaks defense.rar
Huiyuan narrowed her eyes, not wanting to continue. At least she was still pretending not to know Vermouth. Although she seriously doubted whether acting was useful, she still had to pretend.
"On the Self-cultivation of Actors", as long as I don't admit it, you will be embarrassed.
This isn't a question of whether acting is useful; it's a question of dignity. Even knowing the other party sees through everything, they insist on playing the elementary school drama to the end. This is the last bit of stubbornness of the rice flower people.
But, thinking carefully, who is this performance for? For the air? For Genta, who's chewing on the cake next to him? (Despair) The possibility of Karasuma Genta has increased a little bit.
"On the Ineffective Interaction between the Film Queen and the Pseudo-Elementary School Student" The Oscars owe them two golden statues.
"Oh, by the way, I'm Tinadesu, from New York."
Huiyuan complained inwardly: "This Japanese translation is so exaggerated that it looks like it came from some comedy script. The desu is okay, but the flavor is too strong. Are you afraid that others won't know you're a foreigner? Tsk~"
Bei Jie's language art: using the worst Japanese to pretend to be the purest foreign girl. This wave of operations can be called "disguise that only makes it more obvious."
Detective Team: Wow, what a beautiful foreign lady. Her accent is so cute and adorable.
Haibara Ai: (indifferent) Oh, woman, stop your clumsy performance.
Vermouth narrowed her eyes and gave the detectives a warm and charming smile, the Japanese word choice being a rough translation of a common sentence pattern or phrase in English.
A warm and charming smile (towards the detective team), a simmering flirtation (towards Haibara). She truly is the actress with many faces.
Moreover, this vest is too careless. Isn't "Tina" just Christina's nickname? After all, she's still a female celebrity.
This is a kind of extreme arrogance, but also a kind of extreme self-confidence. The subtext is: "Yes, it's me, what can you do to me?"
On the surface, it was an adult teasing a child, but in reality, it was two top queens testing and pushing each other through encrypted calls. It seemed one was in the open while the other was in the dark, but in reality, both knew the truth.
The fate of female stars: to shine even in a vest.
But Ai-chan's eyes that see through everything have already made it clear: this wave is the Queen's New Clothes · Rice Flower Limited Edition.
Ding Dong, it’s time for Orange Study’s multiple-choice questions.
Q: What is the fundamental reason why Bayley insists on using the "Tina" vest?
A. Professionalism of Female Celebrities (They Have to Wear a Vest Even if It’s Too Bad)
B. Test of Ai-chan's bad taste (see how long you can endure without exposing it)
C. Convenient to switch back to the main body at any time to scare people (surprise box mode)
D. The memories of New York are so beautiful (hint: keeping each other warm during the snowy lockdown?)
Q: What’s the underlying logic behind Ai-chan complaining madly in her heart but pretending to be dumb?
A. The elementary school student character cannot be broken (Genta is watching.)
B. Afraid that after being exposed, Sister Bei will directly use her physical strength in public
C. The ultimate defense of a tsundere: As long as I deny it, teasing will not exist.
D. Waiting for Conan to come in with the ball (Kudo: A-choo.)
#Fishing-style queen's childhood training#On how to use bad Japanese to tease a cold-faced scientist#Did Bei Ai play an elementary school student today#Invalid vest's thousand-layer routine#Orange orange hunter game
Every teasing from Sister Bei is dancing on Ai-chan's rational line, and every cold response from Ai-chan is arson in the opposite direction.
The orange situation is anxious.
Vermouth continued with a thick foreign accent and machine-translated sentences: "Watashi, I overheard desu. Are you friends with that police officer?"
Top-notch undercover skills and perfect investigative rhetoric.
"Tina" identity cards have been issued, the next step: tricking children into giving them candy.
Huiyuan gathered her coat, picked up her hot cocoa, and sipped it, looking at the blonde, blue-eyed "tourist" in a vintage raincoat, Vermouth. The woman who had appeared in the most dangerous and chaotic period of her life.
The woman who had whispered her name in the dead of night in New York when heavy snow brought by Atlantic moisture was flying all over the sky, between alcohol and loneliness.
Now, the woman is chatting enthusiastically with the three little detectives.
Genta puffed out his chest and said proudly, "That's right. We are the Junior Detective Team, and we have been solving cases in Beika Town."
Yuantai, confidence is the pinnacle. Even though most of the time he was just giving away kills.
"Always solving cases" (referring to always watching Conan solve cases). Responsible for eating eel rice and getting caught (not).
Chinese translation: Genta: "We are the leaders of the elementary school students in Beika Town... the young suicide group. Solving the case? Isn't that Conan's job? But we must be included in the credit book."
"Ah, that's really interesting. (By Sting)" Vermouth, disguised as an American tourist hiding from the rain, expressed her acting skills with a sincere expression, praising, "At such a young age, you're already so amazing."
Oscar-winning acting, foreigners who are not good at Japanese, which episode of the TV series did you dream of? (Warning: Teacher Judy's first appearance)
"You're so beautiful, a foreign tourist sister." Yuan Tai slurped the juice and said loudly, "You look like a princess in a cartoon."
Huiyuan sneered inwardly: Princess? The kind who can poison the prince to death a hundred times, right?
As soon as Vermouth met the three little ones, she went into "Tina" mode, smiling brightly and harmlessly: "My lovely little detectives, I'm almost embarrassed by your praise."
She, a high-ranking killer of the Black Organization who pulled the trigger without blinking, even winked playfully, making Ayumi giggle.
"I'm Yoshida Ayumi." Ayumi introduced herself enthusiastically, "This is Kojima Genta, Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko, and Haibara Ai."
The standard introduction of the Junior Detective Team and the naming of dishes.
Huiyuan: Forced to operate...
Conan: It's a good thing I wasn't here, or I'd have to listen to it again.
Chinese translation: Ayumi, the outgoing personality, is awesome +1 in the Science Society: "I'm Ayumi, loved by everyone and flowers blooming wherever I go. This is Genta, the number one glutton, this is Mitsuhiko, the number one nerd, and this is Ai-chan, one of the smartest and most beautiful people in our group."
"Habara Ai." Tina whispered the name softly, her eyes resting tenderly on Haibara. A hint of concentration and intelligence in her eyes, somewhat inconsistent with the confused NPC look she was wearing as a passerby, "What a good name."
Sister Bei: I can’t pretend anymore. I only have eyes for you, not him (referring to other elementary school students).
Huiyuan calmly met her gaze and said, "Thank you, Tina-san." (Inner thoughts: Do you think I don't know who you are?)
The calmest elementary school student in history, no doubt about it.
But, a year ago, in New York, she had whispered another name against her skin: Vermouth.
Chinese translation: One year ago, in the metropolis of New York, on a dark and windy night, she (Betsey) whispered in her (Shiho) ear: "Little fairy, you are my prey, Vermouth." (Imagine 100,000 words that cannot be said, cannot be said.)
It smells like lily. This is a New York-only storyline not found in "Episode ONE: The Shrinking Detective."
The New York Incident: A story only adults can understand.
At this moment, the history of the snowy night in New York was turned up, and Huihara could feel the memories of eighteen-year-old Shiho coming to her: the dim bar, the intimate whispers, and the rash decisions made under the influence of excessive alcohol and loneliness.
For a moment, the barrage became lively:
A dim bar, whispers, too much alcohol, loneliness... too many elements. Those who understand will understand.
"Reckless decision"? Let's talk about it in detail. What decision? Did you do it or not? (FBI WARNING~)
The eighteen-year-old memory mode is activated: a New York bar, ambiguous lights, alcohol intoxication, loneliness, and then... a billion indescribable things happen that everyone wants to see.
So, what exactly was this "rash decision"? It's driving me crazy. Was it a kiss, a hug, or just a simple chat under the covers?
A rash decision? Ah, this is a story from the adult world, babies can’t understand it.
At this time, the barista walked over to their table, holding a vintage notebook with the shop's name printed on it, and asked in broken English, "What can I do for you?"
This barista has a bit of a double standard. The kids all went to the counter to order, but when he saw the blonde beauty coming, he came online in 1 second and switched the language.
Barista Behavior Interpretation: To the child: "Stay away from me. Go order your own food." To the blonde (Bette): "Hi, beautiful lady, how can I help you? Do you want me to tell you the menu in eight languages?"
Isn't this a classic case of "serving different people differently"? It's so real. Double standards caught on the spot, and the scientific social observers are online.
Barista: Blonde beauty gets max priority. Elementary school students order on their own, while Miss Bay receives VIP treatment. As expected, beauty is justice, and science is everywhere.
Q: What’s the real reason why baristas switch to English?
A. Beauty is justice, and blonde beauties come with VIP privileges.
B. He is actually a member of the Black Organization and uses a code to confirm his identity.
C. According to the laws of scientific society, the plot requires the waiters to be able to understand both Japanese and English to have an international style.
D. I just want to show off my English certificate.
"Give me an Americano, please." Tina replied, then looked at Haibara with a smile, "Some habits are hard to break, aren't they, Haibara-chan?"
The Queen of Fishing's precise sniping. It was absolutely intentional. This was exactly the same coffee Vermouth had drunk that day in New York.
At that time, Miyano Shiho was still alive, and Haibara Ai did not exist yet.
This is the lost youth of eighteen, the past that can never be returned, the sense of fate engraved in the DNA. #前尘旧梦# Whose tears are flying
Tsk, this cup of coffee brings back memories, a test, and even a declaration of war. Sister Bei, you are indeed you.
"I don't know." Huiyuan replied coldly, "After all, I'm just a child."
Aijiang's classic tsundere three-part series: I'm not, I don't have it, don't talk nonsense. Who isn't a baby?
Vermouth smiled softly: "Of course. Lun family, how presumptuous."
Silky smooth~ She is worthy of being the queen of many faces. With such acting skills, Cannes owes her a little golden man.
“That’s too presumptuous.” (Inner thought: The plan is clear)
If you fish, just fish hard.
To others, she was just a foreign tourist hiding from the rain. But Huiyuan knew better. Her posture, every gesture, was a performance, a perfect performance worthy of a true actress.
It was raining outside, and inside the house a rivalry was being played out that only the two of them understood.
And Vermouth must have noticed Haibara's gaze, because the smile at the corner of her charming lips, although faint, was very clear.
Sister Bei: You little brat, I've got you under my thumb, haven't you? (smirk.jpg)
Huiyuan felt her heart pounding.
Tina pointed out the window and continued in broken Japanese, "I don't know many people in Tokyo. It's lonely traveling alone."
Ah, sister Bei began her performance, showing weakness: "I am very lonely, please stick with me~"
The actress with a thousand faces, pretending to be a white flower online, this contrast is so cute, what level is her tea art? (commendation)
Haibara secretly complained in her heart, is this going to be a way of playing the victim?
Inner OS: Haha, I’ll just watch you act.
Before she could say anything, Ayumi said enthusiastically, "You are Ayumi's friend now. We can tell you about Tokyo and all the delicious and fun places~"
Ayumi, the little angel, assisted the game. Well done. #BestLilyWingman is online
Tina, Vermouth, smiled elegantly and said, "Ayumi-chan, you're so gentle. You've been a great help. I'd love to hear about your favorite place desu."
Sister Bei: Little girls are so easy to fool (not really).
This greasy, overly sweet "Ayumi-chan" made Huiyuan seem to see the Hermès orange fox tail wagging behind Bayley. #TheThousandFacesActor'sThousandLayerRoutine
The three little ones immediately began to vividly describe Tokyo Tower and various parks.
Huibara lowered her eyelashes and looked at Vermouth carefully out of the corner of her eye.
Why is she in Rice Flower? What game is she playing?
Their night together, snowy in New York, was a mistake, a moment of weakness for both of them. They met, and sparks flew.
But Miyano Shiho was absolutely unwilling to admit it in broad daylight.
Now, she was sitting across from Huibara, pretending to be an American tourist named Tina, while the three little ones chattered in a daze.
Three little ones: Oh my, what shocking news did we miss?
"Haibara-chan, what about you?"
Vermouth, with her bob haircut and disguised look, asked in a sweet and gentle voice that perfectly matched her cute baby face after the disguise: "What's your favorite place in Tokyo?"
Bayley's clip-on voice, baby face limited edition. Overly sweet, blood sugar soars. The multifaceted actress is fishing online.
The word "酱" means small in Japanese and is the name used by older people to address younger people. At this moment, to Huihara, it sounded like a mockery.
He mocked himself for becoming smaller, but he couldn't hide even in rice flowers.
APTX4869: Blame me? I'm just an ordinary rejuvenation drug (spreading hands).
"I like quiet places." Huiyuan replied calmly, "Museums. Libraries."
The standard for academic masters.
Chinese translation: Thanks for the invitation, please don't disturb me, I'm obsessed with studying and can't extricate myself. Don't come anywhere, I'm beautiful alone.
Moreover, there are only nouns, no conjunctions between words, as if saying "I don't want to talk to you."
Textbook-like "social energy-saving mode is on".
This is very Ai Haibara, very original, the aloof queen's three consecutive words: noun, noun, and noun. Say one more word and I lose.
"Ah, a girl who loves knowledge, that's great (素晴らしい)." Vermouth said with a smile.
After all, in daily communication, as a foreigner with an average Japanese speaking ability, no matter what the other party’s chat content is, it will not affect the next sentence which is “素晴らしい”.
Add to that some surprised expressions, and it's easy for her to have a conversation in Japanese in places where tourists go, or even in places where she's studying, interning or working.
Bei Jie, pretending not to speak Japanese well: Oh? Really? Let me see your "knowledge" (meaningful.jpg).
However, Huibara felt that at that moment, she caught a glimpse of the woman in the bedroom on a snowy night in New York, under her disguise.
Inner OS: Pupils tremble. This look, there's no mistaking it, is heart-throb... Ugh, it's the feeling of a nemesis.
"Actually, I'm planning to go to the National Museum tomorrow. There's a special exhibition of Edo period artifacts there." Vermouth pronounced the four words "Edo period" seriously, sounding like a foreign history student who was working hard on her studies.
Straight attack. Miss Bay, you're worthy of me. Is this a date? Really? Really? Say yes!
Moreover, the "Edo Period Artifacts Exhibition" sounds like a good place to stir up trouble (my scientific DNA is moving).
Is this an invitation? Or a trap?
"I heard that exhibition is very good." Huiyuan blurted out this before she could think about it carefully.
Brain: Dangerous. Say no.
Mouth: Okay, okay.
Huiyuan: I'm just a heartless repeater. Trap? What trap? Could it be more complicated than my research project?
"Perhaps you could recommend some museums I should visit in Beihua?" Vermouth didn't immediately invite Huibara to the museum to see the Edo exhibition, because she knew Huibara wouldn't agree at that moment. So she simply changed the subject and asked innocently, her eyes never leaving Huibara.
Sister Bei's eyes locked. More pressure. Who could handle this? The tension between them intensified, at least for Huiyuan.
The three little ones seemed to be completely unaware and continued to enthusiastically list the tourist attractions.
The Suicide Squad: We're professional light bulbs, lighting their way forward. What are these girls talking about? Isn't Tokyo Tower beautiful? Isn't the Skytree fun?
World famous paintings: "Extreme Pull between Two Women" and "A Group of Primary School Students Eating Watermelons Out of the Situation".
Q: Facing Vermouth's seemingly ordinary but actually hidden "museum appointment", what should Haibara Ai do:
A. Play along and happily accept the appointment. (You can't get a tiger cub without learning the tiger's acupuncture. And by the way, let's see what Sister Bei has up her sleeve. Maybe we can even turn the tables.)
B. Decisive rejection and keeping your distance. (Dangerous women, stay away for safety. Scientific research is important, not falling in love.)
C. Pull Conan in as a shield, and the three of them will go together. (If something happens, Conan will go. Safety comes first, and you can still watch the show.)
D. "Huh?" (He performed a "primary school kid's puzzle" on the spot, and managed to get away with it, leaving Sister Baynes speechless.)
Vermouth's gaze may be the most dangerous hunt of the Black Organization, and they never use firearms.
He would not be like Gin, who would use weapons like a club to knock you in the back, which are used by low-level thugs.
She didn't need to speak or touch, just standing there and releasing her aura was enough to take people's breath away.
But today, there is a hint of indescribable rouge in the aura.
Vermouth raised her hand, twisted her golden hair around her fingers, hooked it nonchalantly, and let it fall back to the side of her face.
Huiyuan curled her lips. This woman, this is the nth time. Twisting hair might be psychological warfare, a game of ambiguous Russian roulette with bullets spinning, disguised as grooming.
Then, her gaze fell on an empty shelf behind Haibara Ai, as if she had nothing to do and was looking at the retro furnishings of the cafe.
But, when the people in the Black Organization look at things, isn’t it always like an X-ray machine?
At this moment, a sound from the opposite side broke this moment.
A middle-aged man who had come in earlier knocked over a cup, spilling coffee all over the table.
The Junior Detective Team expands into specialized fields. Case radar activated.
Cafe: What did I do to offend anyone? Beika Town's daily scapegoat +1.
"What the hell," the man yelled, loud enough to get everyone's attention.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he became an old grumpy man.
This is likely the victim/murderer/important NPC candidate for this episode. Is this a standard three-choice question or a proof question?
The waiter from the cafe rushed over with a dishcloth in hand, but the man waved him away impatiently: "Never mind. Just give me another cup of coffee."
When the man stood up and prepared to change tables, something fell out of his pocket.
But then I saw a small object fall to the ground with a clang.
"Clang"... This is the sound of the gears of fate starting to turn.
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