Chapter 73: Sister Bei is in Mihua, diligently carrying out her mission. Oh, it’s rare…
In the simulated world of the Key of Logos, Shiho Miyano and Vermouth are fighting fiercely in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on a snowy night.
In the real world, Vermouth lives a peaceful and quiet life.
Heavy snow fell, and the darkness of night descended upon Tokyo. Outside the car window, the city lights streamed past, casting long streaks of light.
#Heavy snow nights are a natural filter for lilies#. It’s only just begun, and I can already smell the classic “something’s happening” scent of rice krispie (rubbing my hands).
In the driver's seat, Bourbon tapped the steering wheel, again and again. His tough profile was at odds with the atmosphere inside the car. #The Self-Cultivation of the Tool Man Supporting Actor#. The hidden agenda beneath the tough guy facade was now exposed.
Bourbon, did you learn this facial expression management from vodka? Typing Morse code while smiling or something, afraid others wouldn't know you're acting "I'm actually nervous but I'm trying to play it cool" (laughing to death). #Bourbon: The atmosphere killer#
Inside the car, warm air wafted through the air, mixed with the smell of leather seats, a hint of gunpowder, and the cologne in his car.
The weariness at the end of a mission is also a restrained sharpness.
Translation: Just killed someone, but sprayed perfume, so it was an "elegant crime" (Vellmouth likes.jpg).
#CrimeAesthetics# #PerfumeAdWords:Killing is like a date#
Vermouth leaned sideways, sinking into the leather seat.
The car window was slightly opened, letting in a little night breeze, which lifted her drooping golden hair and brushed softly against her cheek.
The neon lights of Tokyo in the snow danced and shattered on her lenses, creating a bizarre and dazzling scene.
Hmm, that's the rare Beilu sunglasses look. But, it's not an assassination tool, is it?
Exclusive entrance shot for the yuri heroine! Leaning back, blonde hair, glasses, night breeze, neon lights—the complete killer beauty setting package unboxed! #Leaning back equals a half-open heart# #Wind blowing hair is a heartbeat warning#.
#Perfect camera language# In this scene, the blonde lady + snowy night + neon lights and shadows = the director is madly hinting that "this lady has something to hide" (and it might be a ghost in the shape of Haibara Ai).
The rhythm between Bourbon's fingers started again, and the rhythm it created was completely different from the lazy tune of the jazz music in the car.
The dislocation was obvious, revealing a sense of being unable to restrain oneself.
Misplaced rhythm = emotionally uncontrolled. Bourbon's attempted concealment of inquisitiveness is clearly written on his face, okay? #The Functional Existence of a Yuri Male Supporting Role#.
Jazz, however, is lazy and has a touch of ambiguity, making it a soundtrack tailor-made for the female star.
Bourbon: Knocking on the steering wheel and pretending to be calm.
Jazz: lazy swing.
The rhythm is wrong! This wave is a classic interpretation of "on the surface cooperation, but in fact each has its own agenda". It is recommended to be enjoyed with the background music "Killer Queen". #Workplace Plastic Colleagues Record#
"So," Bourbon began, his voice a tone of forced levity, "a Hollywood star condescending to come to Japan is quite a rarity, huh?"
Start to tease, start to tease! Bourbon: I won't tell you directly, I'll just beat around the bush and see when you feel guilty. #PUA in the spy world# #Language probing is a standard spy tool#
Translation: "Did you suddenly come back because of Haibara Ai?" (Just get to the point!)
Bourbon, this probing technique is even more obvious than the one used by Kogoro Mouri next door to investigate his affair. I suggest you sign up for a refresher course on "How to Make Elegant Tricks".
Vermouth's lips curled up. "Just work."
#Queen's standard answer# "It's just work" = "It's none of your business" + "I'll assassinate you if you ask again."
But micro-expression analysis: a slight curve of the lip corner = thinking of someone (Grayfield Ai: A-choo!). #VelmodeのTsundere Grammar#
Those two words, "that's all," are short but powerful. #She said she was working, but she was actually here to see her#. She said "that's all," but her body leaned back in her chair, emitting a gentle, murderous intent. It's you, Sister Bei.
"Speaking of which, Chris Wynyard's encore this time was truly magnificent," Bourbon said steadily, his gaze tracing the curves of the woman's face beside him through the rearview mirror. "With such a grand spectacle, aren't you worried the 'audience' will get too engrossed and disturb the peace backstage?"
Warning! Dangerous Speech! Every layer of this passage is a subtle attempt to expose her true motives.
Bourbon, did you learn that line from Gin? "The audience is too engrossed" = "You're making too much noise and it could easily expose your organization."
Fūya Rei-san is probably the typical male supporting role that "I doubt you a little, but I can't help but admire you." #Don't block my view of yuri, thank you#
After all, it was Rei Furuya who had a crush on Miyano Shiho's mother when he was a child. #TheScienceWorldThe relationship between the characters is getting more and more confusing.
If he succeeded in capturing Miyano Elena, what would happen to Miyano Shiho and his generation? And what about Vermouth and his generation? Fortunately, the plot of him succeeding didn't happen.
The wit in his words when he was trying to find out the news was hidden under the industry jargon. He was exploring the motives behind Vermouth's "return", weighing the potential risks, and even trying to capture... perhaps, clues about whether a little girl was alive or not.
"A little girl"... Haibara Ai: Just tell me my ID number!
#The whole world knows that Vermouth is pursuing his wife# #Only Haibara Ai is pretending to be cool#
Ding Dong, the sugar core indicator light is on! The real motivation for Vermouth's return is probably not the mission, but... she is still alive and waiting for her. #灰原艾生生FLAG超超# #暗线是糖，光线是烟#
Vermouth, leaning sideways toward the car door, twisted a long, slender woman's cigarette between her fingers. The red dot flickered in the gloom. She wasn't smoking, just slowly twirling the cigarette.
#Sexual tension is full# Unsmoked cigarette = unexpressed feelings, red light spot = inner restlessness, turning cigarette = lonely fingers (Haibara Ai, come and cure her!).
"On how a queen can perform 20 kinds of psychological activities with a cigarette".
#Famous yuri scene: The cigarette is not lit, but the passion is already burning#. The action of twirling the cigarette is the standard body language of "I am thinking about whether I should tell you my true feelings."
Vermouth, what is most likely thinking at this moment?
A. "I can't tell my bestie, Little Bourbon, that she's still alive."
B. "His questions are so annoying. I just want to see her."
C. "It's so cold on this snowy night. I want to hug Shiho-chan to keep her warm."
D. "Don't light cigarettes, don't get emotional, and stay classy."
#You thought it was a spy war, but it was actually a love story# #Lily Literature Microscope#
Multiple Choice:
What does Vermouth most want to say to Haibara Ai at this moment?
A. "Shirley, you can't escape." (Classic villain quote)
B. "The snow tonight is like your white lab coat." (Literary and seductive version)
C. No words, just a forced kiss (No. 1 in audience vote)
D. "Bourbon is talking too much. Can you please get him out of the car?" (Realistic)
#High-level ambiguity in a snowy night car scene# #Bourbon: Best assist and light bulb# #Yuri line foreshadowing: a lit female cigarette#
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In the car, the fake sisters from the winery were scheming against each other.
Little did they know that at this moment, more than ten kilometers away in Beika-cho, 2-chome, at the doctor's residence, deep in Haibara's dream, the London version of life belonging to Vermouth and "Sherry" was still being played out, as if it were just as they first met.
Well, if Vermouth knew about this dream, she might urge Haibara to invent a drug that can combine consciousness so that they can enter the dream simulation together.
However, Haibara Ai's subconscious mind, the controller of the Key of Logos, was not satisfied with the dream just now and the defeat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
The science girl's subconscious was rewinding, trying to reverse the top-bottom (crossed out) situation.
Outside the window, the snow was falling heavily, blurring the lights of thousands of homes in London.
In Vermouth's luxurious penthouse, the firewood crackled in the fireplace, creating a warm atmosphere.
Miyano Shiho...codename Shirley, the organization's beloved chemist, now has her back to the warm light, and in front of her is a floor-to-ceiling glass overlooking the entire city.
Tiny water droplets condensed on the wall of the cup between my fingers, and the ice cubes gently collided with each other, making crisp tinkling sounds.
"On How to Use a Glass of Ice Water to Create an Art Film" Suggests Application for the Oscar for Best Cinematography (Thumbs Up)
Her short, slightly curly brown hair, with a few strands sticking out stubbornly, accentuated her face's sharp features. Her nose was high, her jawline clean and tight. And her eyes? They usually held a touch of aloofness, but now, they reflected only the inky night sky outside the window.
What is hidden = Hiding Ai-chan's sharp words to Conan today, three unpublished molecular biology papers, and the latest concerns about the doctor's weight.
At the other end of the living room's light and shadow, Chris Wynyard, whose name alone carries the brilliance of being in the center of the stage, is leaning against a velvet couch, his long legs crossed, his posture, as always, lazy and dangerous.
The way this woman appears on screen always looks like she is in a perfume commercial #贝姐の千层程序：腿精の诱惑
She is an "acting personality". She is acting both on and off the stage, and the atmosphere is unique.
A long black silk dress, outlining her graceful figure, the hem of the skirt softly slipped from the edge of the long couch. The neckline was just right, a little too much and it would be too much, a little less and it would be off-color, stopping precisely on the line between sexiness and mystery, which made people think about it.
This is not temptation, this is the ultimate lesbian lover at the organizational level.
Vermouth's charm has never been about "serving the audience" but rather "controlling the situation." She wears clothes not for beauty but to make people lose their judgment. Shiho, run!
The boundary of imagination = the level that Gosho Aoyama dared not draw.
Her long, light blonde hair flowed smoothly, glossy, and her lips were painted in a rich, red lipstick from a brand not everyone could pull off.
The slight upward curve of her lips was both an invitation and a trap. She also held a glass of wine, but her eyes were fixed on the figure by the window.
The top female PUA in science is carrying out a mental dimensionality reduction attack on Miyano Shiho.
It's the love version of "You're addicted to me."
That gaze was like a scalpel, a probe, dissecting, deconstructing, reconstructing the other person in his mind. Now, looking at Shiho, it was like reading a save point, searching for an opportunity.
Léon: The Professional
"About the fact that my former colleague always wanted to hit on me" The look in Bayley's eyes is like she is looking at a walking Pandora's gem.
"Shirley, huh? What problem are you thinking about again?" Vermouth's voice flowed, and the sweetness made the listeners' hearts tighten for no reason.
Voice actor meme warning. The voice line for Koyama Momi-sensei's Thousand Layer Pastry is now online.
"Hey, our great scientist. Could it be that the snowy scene outside the window reminds you of something you don't want to touch? For example...your lonely heart?"
Damn (in Chinese and Japanese). This is such a cheesy love line. Bayley's character is ruined! Where's the promised queen of mysticism?!
"For example, your heart"...an old-fashioned romance line from a Chinese textbook, with 0% lethality.
However, this happened in the dream of Miyano Shiho, or Haibara Ai.
In other words, in Shiho's subconscious, Vermouth just... likes to recite old-fashioned lines?
Shiho pursed her lips. She turned with the emotionless precision of a scientific researcher, the hem of her stylish designer blazer sweeping the air.
Dr. Miyano: Calmness is my last bit of dignity.
The hem of a garment sweeps through the air, but it cannot sweep away the shadow of the organization (sad)
He remained rational on the surface, but his eyes were full of "I know you know I know you know" and the victory or defeat depended entirely on the mental tug of war.
"Come on, Chris. I don't have time for anything else. I'm just assessing… the chances of me being able to hold back and keep you quiet for good during this encounter."
Haibara: Not only is she merciless with her words, but she is even more merciless with her plans.
After all, she is a woman in the Black Organization.
Her tsundere attitude doesn’t mean “awkward”, but “don’t think I’m afraid of you”, it’s the kind of rebellious temperament that says “I’m tough because my life is so hard”.
Her hostility towards Chris was mixed with a complex sense of love-hate relationship and dependence. She didn't even believe the harsh words she said.
A charming smile appeared on Vermouth's lips.
"Heh." The deliberately soft laughter reached her ears, causing the skin on the back of Shiho's neck to tighten.
Dangerous speech +1, auditory attack type trick.
The back of Huibara's neck: I'm just a minor, please let me go.
However, her body reaction showed that she actually cared about him more than she admitted.
"Some Evidence on the Awakening of Masochism" Shiho: I was teased but it felt good (not really). What kind of yandere complicity feeling is this?
"Ah, I really want to learn from you. But... we both understand each other, right? Your academic curiosity won't let this mystery of mine disappear completely... huh?"
How could this woman speak so lewdly and so accurately?
"On How to Flirt and Threaten in One Sentence" Is this adult love? Love it, love it (tactical retreat)
What is Shiho's true inner thought at this moment?
A. "I really want to strangle her, but I'm afraid she'll say some dirty talk before she dies."
B. "She's right. I really don't want her to die...but I don't want myself to fall even more."
C. "I'm calm, I'm calm, I'm super calm, I've called the police"
D. "I'm still a child, why should I face this kind of mental violence?"
Bei Jie's inner OS at this moment is:
A. Ah Shirley (Fundamentalist Version)
B. Woman, you have successfully caught my attention (domineering boss possessed)
C. Fight? Come on, who’s afraid of who? (Full of masochism)
D. This red wine actually contains APTX4869 (Professional Dark Organization's Dignity)
#All descriptions of drinking imply that Vermouth is the most fragrant bottle of wine in the organization (bushi)
Tap, tap, tap. The soles of her high heels tapped against the hardwood floor, a crisp, regular sound. Shiho stood a little over a meter away from Vermouth.
Here she comes, Sister Ke Xue is coming! BGM is ready! (Exclusive sound effect of high heels hitting the floor)
Shiho: Maintain a safe social distance of 1.5 meters and reject all Bei-style PUA!
This segment can be matched with a slow motion + close-up, and the background music can play "Moonlight Sonata" to create some atmosphere (doge)
However, in the previous dream, there was a carpet in front of the French window, but in this dream, Shiho renovated it with a single click and replaced it with wooden flooring? And she even put on high heels?
The Key of Logos is really useful, you can change your clothes in one second.
Shiho keeps her distance from Vermouth, which shows that she is still rational. However, rationality is something that can only last for three paragraphs in yuri literature (funny)
"You specially invited me here. It's not to reminisce about the past, is it? What kind of play have you prepared this time?"
What kind of play has been prepared “again”… This shows that Shiho in the dream also vaguely knows that this floor-to-ceiling window scene is not the first time. What kind of “large-scale emotional variety show of the year” is this?
Scientific interpretation: Dr. Miyano's tone is calm, but his inner thoughts are "Here I go again, here I go again, I'm such a loser" (doge)
Vermouth put down her wine glass and rose slowly. As she approached, a unique fragrance...gardenia, mixed with something more classical...diffused in front of Shiho...
Vermouth is the epitome of "smells so good!" Shiho, run!
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The author has something to say: This is a illogical little drama that occasionally drops.
When the two went out, Vermouth had already built a small snowman in the snow. Haibara couldn't help but stop and look.
Haibara: (whispering) This snowman... is quite cute.
Vermouth: (smirking) Do you like it? I made this pile especially for you~
Huiyuan (her face turned redder): Who, who said I like you? You are just being sentimental!
Vermouth suddenly picked up a ball of snow and threw it at Haibara Ai. Haibara screamed and quickly dodged, but accidentally stepped on the ice and slipped into Vermouth's arms.
Haibara: (Blushing all the way to her ears) You, you did it on purpose!
Vermouth: (holding Haibara, smiling like a child) Oh, Ai-chan you're so cute~ Looks like the snowball fight has officially begun~
Huiyuan Ai: (pushes Vermouth away with all her might, picks up a snowball and fights back) You, you wait! I won't lose to you!
The two began to chase and play in the snow, their laughter echoing in the winter air. Although Huiyuan spoke proudly, the smile on her face betrayed her feelings.
Haibara Ai: (Inner thoughts) She was the one who provoked me first, so why am I so happy now?! This woman is so mean! But, playing snowballs with her seems... kind of fun? No, no, I can't let her lead me astray!
After the snowball fight, the two sat side by side on the snow, watching the sky dyed red by the sunset.
Vermouth: (whispering) Ai-chan, can we come again next time?
Huiyuan Ai: (Turning her head and turning away proudly) No, no! I don’t care!
Vermouth gently rubbed Haibara Ai's hair, and the two smiled at each other. The warmth and sweetness in the snow seemed to be able to melt the entire winter.
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