Ke Xue: Shinichi and I are childhood friends

Vermouth said coldly: "You seem to think too much."

"Oh, really?" Yuya ignored the gun on his head and said slowly, "In the bus hijacking incident, when Conan was in danger from the gangsters, you were the first to come out to protect him, and you kept paying attention to him throughout the whole process, as if you were afraid that he would be hurt."

"Just now, I said Xiaolan was in danger, and you didn't care about chasing me. Your mind was full of her safety."

"For a stranger, such concern seems to be too much."

"Of course, if I really think too much, then just ignore it."

Vermouth fell silent. Was she so obvious?

"What about you," she suddenly said, "You obviously had the opportunity to kill me just now, why did you only hit my shoulder? You should be able to guess that I was wearing a bulletproof vest, right?"

What Vermouth said was that when the two of them were circling just now, Yuya went around to attack from behind.

At that time, Yuya only aimed at the shoulder. If he had aimed at the head, it would be useless for Vermouth to wear more bulletproof vests.

"I think we can be non-hostile to some extent." Yuya said slowly.

Vermouth sneered: "Why, you want to turn me against you?"

Yuya couldn't help laughing: "How is that possible? I'm not that naive."

Vermouth has always only paid special attention to Conan and Mao Lilan. She has no mercy on others.

Vermouth was a little confused: "You don't seem to be afraid that I will kill you?"

Youye looked forward and suddenly asked: "Do you know what the legal age of marriage is in Japan?"

Vermouth was stunned and answered subconsciously: "18 for men and 16 for women. Why are you asking this?"

Youye showed a look of realization: "Oh, isn't Xiaolan old enough? But Shinichi seems to be one year short?"

Vermouth was a little confused about Youye's thoughts: "What do you mean?"

Youye glanced at her and said lightly: "Have you ever thought about attending their wedding?"

Vermouth's pupils trembled suddenly. She had never considered such a ridiculous thing.

She suddenly laughed again: "What's the difficulty of this kind of thing, as long as I..."

"Just pretend to be someone, right?" Youye interrupted and said, "What's the point? It's not you after all."

Vermouth fell silent. How could she not know, but what could she do?

"Such a ridiculous thing..."

"You think it's not important?" Yuya interrupted Vermouth calmly.

Vermouth fell silent again.

Not important? How could it be not important? She might not be able to have such an experience in her life, but her Angel and Cool Guy could!

It's fine if she hadn't thought about it before, but now that Yuya brought it up, even Vermouth couldn't help but imagine that scene.

Going a step further, if she could attend in her true identity and send them her blessings, that would surely be great, right?

But how could such a thing be possible?

Vermouth couldn't help laughing: "I didn't expect that I would be moved by such a ridiculous statement."

"Or do you think that saying these will make me not kill you?"

You also smiled faintly: "You can't kill me."

"Oh? Do you want to try?"

"Sure, try..."

Vermouth's eyes suddenly blurred, and when she saw clearly, the gun in her hand had been in Youye's hand, and was tightly against her forehead.

"... Let's try."

"Click!" The trigger was pulled.

Vermouth's pupils subconsciously shrank into a small dot, so fast that she didn't react at all!

What shocked her even more was that there was no bullet in this gun? !

"Do you believe it now?" Youye glanced at Vermouth faintly.

Vermouth's pupils trembled: "When..."

Yuye said slowly: "When the flash bomb exploded, you also blocked your sight for a moment, right?"

Vermouth was stunned. In such a short time?

This boy actually emptied the bullets in the gun in such a short time?

"You let me catch you on purpose?" Vermouth couldn't believe it, and her voice was a little hoarse.

To what extent did this boy plan?

"I guess so." Yuye shrugged.

Vermouth glanced at the revolver in her other hand. She suddenly lacked confidence. She didn't react to Yuye's action just now. If she did it once, she would be able to do it again.Will it be difficult?

This revolver might be taken away by him before she even aims it?

With her severely injured body now, she can't fight this boy at all.

He might be more terrifying than Akai Shuichi!

Vermouth sighed and resigned herself to putting away the revolver.

Yuya saw her actions and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

First, he appealed to her emotions and used some beautiful pictures to arouse Vermouth's expectations for the future, and then unexpectedly showed a strong force, one soft and one hard, successfully dispelling Vermouth's idea of ​​taking action.

He knew that Vermouth had no intention of killing him now.

"Who are you?" Vermouth looked deeply at Yuya.

Yuya looked ahead with deep eyes and said slowly: "Kamiya Yuya, a detective."

"Detective..." Vermouth was stunned, and a young man's figure appeared in front of her in a trance.

"My name is Kudo Shinichi, a detective."

The figure of the boy blurred for a while and turned into a child again.

"Edogawa Conan is a detective."

The child's figure changed again and became the boy in front of him.

"Kamiya Yuya is a detective."

The three figures blurred and became one person.

"We... are detectives."

Vermouth lowered her head and showed a bitter smile on her face.

"You... are really alike..."

Yuya looked at Vermouth with some doubt, but the other party lowered her head and could not see her expression, so he could only respond vaguely.

Vermouth suddenly raised her head again and said slowly: "I lost today."

"You will not win from the beginning." Yuya said lightly, "Because the plan for tonight was made by Conan and I, and there are many people helping us, and you are alone... Oh no, there is also Bourbon."

"But that Bourbon seems to have abandoned you and ran away alone."

Vermouth was silent for a moment and asked: "Is there no Akai Shuichi here?"

Yuya shook his head: "No, he is just a thug at best tonight."

"Is that so," Vermouth suddenly smiled with relief, "If that's the case, then I have no complaints."

Yuya glanced at Vermouth, hesitant to speak.

Vermouth smiled slightly: "I know what you want to say. Since I lost today, I will not attack Shirley for the time being, and I will not report this matter to the organization."

"For the time being?" Yuya raised his eyebrows.

"For the time being." Vermouth said coldly, "The hatred between her and me is not so easy to eliminate."

Yuya chuckled: "That's enough, you won't have a chance."

That's good. He is really not good at talking, and he doesn't have the same aura as Conan in Vermouth's eyes. If she still doesn't want to let go, he can only take action.

With Vermouth's current state, he has enough confidence to keep her at a very small price.

Vermouth was silent for a while, and said: "Stop the car."

Yuya was stunned and stepped on the brakes.

"Get out of the car." Vermouth said coldly.

Yuya got out of the car obediently.

Vermouth moved to the driver's seat, glanced at Yuya outside the car, and slowly said: "Keep an eye on your girlfriend, don't let me catch a chance..."

After speaking, he stepped on the brakes and drove away.

Yuya looked at the taillights of the car going away and breathed a long sigh of relief.

In the car, Vermouth looked at Kamiya Yuya who was gradually disappearing in the rearview mirror, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Kamiya Yuya... I'm beginning to be interested in you."