Ke Xue: My standards for dating are not problematic!

Chapter 229 Do you have an affair with Vermouth?
Soon after
Rum hung up the phone with Ireland, but the moment he put the phone down, he felt the temperature in the room plummet.

At the same time, he felt as if a gaze was watching him.

"Who's out there!"

Rum immediately rolled over and pulled a black pistol from under the bed, hissing under his breath as his eyes darted around the room.

Gradually, a dark purple figure appeared in front of Rum.

When he saw the figures gathering in the mist, he was startled and subconsciously uttered two words.

"Ghost!"

Gastly's information is still a secret within the organization, but quite a few people know about it. Most of those in the know are key members of the organization, and they also know what to say and what not to say.

Besides, even if you tell people about ghosts and monsters, not everyone will necessarily believe you.

Rum was also one of the people who knew about Gastly and had seen the portrait.

But I never expected to be able to meet him in person today.

"Hehehehehe," Kitahara Natsuyu let out a sinister laugh, revealing his pale tiger teeth: "The new Rum, it seems you do know me a little."

"Perfect timing, I know you pretty well, don't I?"

Upon hearing the word "Rum" uttered by Gastly, Rum's expression changed drastically, turning grim, and his hand gripping the pistol clenched until it turned white: "It seems you really know a lot about our organization."

"Are you a ghost who has lived for hundreds of years, or did a mole within our organization tell you this?"

He wasn't particularly surprised that a ghost could live for hundreds of years; after all, humans could live for one or two hundred years, let alone such a supernatural creature.

But it's truly unbelievable that this ghost knows so much about the organization.

Moreover, he rarely came to Japan from the United States, and the person serving Karasuma Renya in Japan was not him, but his own father.

Therefore, only a minority of people, even within the organization, knew about his rum, let alone others.

But the fact that Gastly could immediately call out his codename shows that he has a considerable understanding of the organization.

However, he suspected that there was a Gastly mole within the organization, otherwise he wouldn't know so much information, especially his own.

"Hehehehehe." Kitahara Natsuyu laughed loudly, giving him a look: "Guess."

Upon hearing this, Rum's face grew even more gloomy.

Guess?
I'm not going to guess anything. Do you think I can guess?
You bastard, how dare you flirt with me? Don't think I won't bother you just because you're a ghost.

Don't tell me you're a ghost, I really can't cause you any trouble.

But since you are a ghost, you must have a past life. If you can reveal your past life earlier, there might be a way to subdue Gastly.

In short, Rum is planning to dig up the corpse and find Gastly's skeleton.

Snapped!
The next second, a handprint appeared on Rum's cheek.

Rum was completely stunned by the slap and froze.

After all, he had never suffered such humiliation in his pampered life, to be slapped in the face. It was an utter disgrace.

So, realizing what was happening, Rum immediately tried to fire.

But at this moment, a pale blue light appeared around him, and his body truly froze on the spot, unable to move, unable to even speak or blink, let alone move his fingers to fire a gun.

"You were cursing me in your mind just now, trying to dig up my grave, weren't you?" Gastly narrowed its eyes, revealing a dangerous glint in its gaze.

At that moment, Rum was trembling with fear.

He sensed the aura of death in Gastly's eyes, the true feeling of being close to death.

He had experienced this before when he was on a mission.

What's even more unbelievable to him is that Gastly actually knows what he's thinking; it's truly absurd.

But the fact had already happened, and he had to believe that the ghost in front of him truly possessed power that humans could not match.

The ability to see into one's heart, the ability to render one immobile.

Terrible guy.

At this moment, Rum truly realized how terrifying Gastly was; he had miscalculated.

This is normal, though; only those who have actually seen Gastly know how terrifying it is.

Upon hearing this, Rum wanted to shake his head and deny it, but he couldn't blink or shake his head; he couldn't do anything.

“Very good.” Kitahara Natsuyu nodded and said, “Since you have chosen to remain silent, then you are admitting that you want to open the switch to dig up the corpse and cause me trouble.”

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Although he couldn't speak, Rum could still make a few sounds through his throat, which was his last act of resistance and his last act of stubbornness.

"Alright, I know you've admitted it, so stop making those noises," Kitahara Natsuhiro said to himself.

After hearing these words, Rum was already cursing in his mind.

Damn it, I didn't say or do anything, so why are you pointing at me and saying that I said it?

Don't I have any human rights at all?
What a nasty supernatural creature!
He doesn't care anymore; he just wants to curse Gastly and vent his anger.

Because he himself knew that the moment Gastly found him, his fate would probably not be good.

They'll most likely be killed!
Although Gin's report states that Gastly doesn't kill, there might be exceptions, and he might be one of them.

"Don't worry, even if you keep cursing me in your heart, I won't kill you, because I still need you to do things for me!" Kitahara Natsuyu flew over and said with a smile.

He wants me to do things for him?

What does this mean? Do you want to recruit me for your own use?

"No, I don't need your allegiance unless you're a great beauty."

He might accept a beautiful woman, but what would a grown man do with her? She's all looks and no substance.

beauty?
By the way, Gin mentioned in his report that Gastly is a lecherous guy who likes beautiful women and has been flirting with Vermouth everywhere.

Could it be that this guy likes Vermouth, or perhaps Vermouth and Gastly are having an affair?
"Bingo!" Kitahara Natsuyu snapped his fingers, a broad smile on his face. "You guessed right, I really do have a thing with Vermouth."

"Now that you know about this, I have no choice but to kill you."

Upon hearing this, Rum felt like slapping himself a few times.

He wasn't supposed to die, but now that he's revealed Gastly's secret, he's really going to be killed.

Regret. At this moment, Rum was plunged into endless remorse, and before he died, he uttered his last words in his heart.

I hate supernatural beings that can eavesdrop on my thoughts, and I hope I never encounter such a creature in my next life!
After saying this to himself, Rum lost consciousness, his body sprawling out on the bed. "Just kidding, I wouldn't kill you, Rum."

Kitahara Natsuhiro floated above Rum, radiating a pale blue light. The hypnosis had been activated, and he was erasing Rum's memories.

We won't kill Rum. If we kill Rum, who will fight the Red Team?
The Black team was already disunited, and if they were to lose Rum, a crucial fighting force, Gin would be left to fend for himself, and would be defeated even faster.

So Rum can't die; he still wants to see Rum and the Red Team fight back and forth.

Otherwise, how could he possibly watch the show?
soon
The pale blue light on Kitahara Natsuyu disappeared, and the erasure of Rum's memories was also over.

"So Karasuma Renya went into hiding and his whereabouts are now unknown." Kitahara Natsuhiro nodded. "Even Rum's whereabouts are unknown."

"Moreover, Rum is a treacherous guy who plans to kill Karasuma Renya and take control of the Black Organization himself."

"It's a pity that Rum can't find Karasuma Renya's whereabouts."

In the original work, Karasuma Renya's figure never actually appeared; only his electronic voice and dark figure were mentioned.

As for Karasuma Renya's true appearance and voice, probably no one knows.

Even Rum wasn't sure if Karasuma Renya was the same Karasuma Renya from before.

After all, modern technology is quite advanced, and the technology of organizations is even more so, so changing one's appearance is very easy and not too difficult.

Therefore, it is quite difficult to find Karasuma Renya's whereabouts in the vast sea of ​​people, unless you track him remotely while he is on the phone.

However, Karasuma Renya was also prepared for this. Every time he called the organization, he had anti-tracking measures in place, so ordinary methods could not pinpoint his location through the phone line.

Unless artificial intelligence is used to break through Karasuma Renya's defenses and then locate the target.

Since we've brought up artificial intelligence, we can't help but mention Noah's Ark from The Phantom of Baker Street.

Hiroki, an absolute genius, developed the artificial intelligence Noah's Ark at the age of ten, which is simply outrageous.

Even geniuses like Shinichi Kudo and Ai Haibara have to step aside.

Closer to home.

"However, I am not interested in Karasuma Renya's whereabouts, because that guy will come out on his own sooner or later, and Conan can also find him. I trust Conan."

Kitahara Natsuhiro nodded, then wandered around the room again. Finding nothing of interest, he turned into mist and left Rum's place.

The next day.

Kitahara Natsumi got up early, stretched, got out of bed, put his feet on the floor, and scratched the back of his head: "Another day of work, so annoying."

After the weekend, I entered a period of work burnout and didn't want to go to work at all.

But there was no other way; he couldn't not go to work, since that was his job as a physical education teacher.

"But...it seems to have gotten colder today, the weather is a bit strange."

Yesterday was a warm day, already feeling like summer, but today the temperature is dropping, and the date has changed.

All I can say is that the timeline in the Conan world is truly as bizarre as it gets.

But it's not a big problem. He's pretty used to the changing sounds, and given his constitution, he won't catch a cold from the sudden change of seasons.

He's very physically robust.

"Never mind all that, let's get to work."

Kitahara Natsumi wore a short-sleeved shirt on the boat, then took out a black tracksuit and put it on before going to the bathroom to brush her teeth and rinse her mouth.

A dozen minutes later, Kitahara Natsuhiro tidied himself up and went out.

And on her way out, she ran into her neighbor, Judy Sterling.

"Good morning, Ms. Judy," Kitahara Natsuyu said. "You look great today."

Upon hearing this, Judy smiled and said, "Really?"

"Maybe it's because I've finally resolved my inner conflict, and I have to thank you for that."

Kitahara Natsuyu smiled and said, "I didn't do anything, I just said a few things. The one who really made you happy is yourself."

"Teacher Kitahara is so eloquent," Judy said, covering her mouth and laughing.

Ding Dong
The elevator doors opened, and Kitahara Natsuhiro and Judy entered the elevator together.

Because there are very few residents on the upper floors of this apartment building, the elevator was completely empty during this rush hour, except for the two of them.

However, on the next floor, they encountered a girl wearing a Teitan school uniform, and this girl was none other than Sera Masumi.

“Ms. Jodie, Ms. Kitahara.” Sera Masumi smiled slightly.

Upon hearing this, Judy and Kitahara Natsuhiro greeted each other with smiles.

Furthermore, Judy solemnly introduced Sera Masumi to Kitahara Natsuhiro, and both Kitahara Natsuhiro and Judy laughed upon hearing this introduction.

"What's wrong?" Judy asked, completely bewildered.

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsumi smiled and said, "I'm also friends with Sera. I even found them a house. Actually, we've known each other for a long time."

Hearing this, Judy felt a little embarrassed: "If that's the case, why didn't you say so earlier? Did you just want to see me make a fool of myself?"

“Why would we want to see the teacher make a fool of herself?” Sera Masumi affectionately linked her arm with Judy’s. “Besides, the teacher is very beautiful, how could she be ugly?”

"Don't you think so, Kitahara-sensei?"

Kitahara Natsumi chimed in, "Yes, how could someone as beautiful as Jodie be ugly?"

Hearing Kitahara Natsumi and Sera Masumi singing in unison, Jodie couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, teacher, I'm not angry."

Ding Dong
Just as the three were chatting, the elevator doors opened, and they arrived on the first floor.

Afterwards, Sera Masumi and Jodie went to school together, while Kitahara Natsuhiro needed to go to the restaurant first.

A dozen minutes later, Kitahara Natsuhiro arrived at the restaurant.

Just then, they saw Amuro open the door, and at the same time, Ran and Conan came down from the third floor of the agency.

However, Conan was wearing a mask at this moment, and looked sickly, constantly sniffling.

"Conan, what's wrong with you?" Kitahara Natsuhiro asked.

Upon hearing this, Ran explained, "Recently, due to the change of seasons, Conan caught a cold, and it's getting worse. I hope he doesn't get a fever."

Kitahara Natsuyu said, "I'll keep an eye on him at school, or at the very least, I can hand him over to the infirmary teacher."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, teacher."

(End of this chapter)