Conan's Exorcist Detective

Chapter 151 Xiao Ai: What kind of Minotaur perspective is this?
Haruhiko Kousaka never thought that things would develop into this situation.

Although the result is good.

Under his tough offensive, Vermouth did choose to compromise, but there seemed to be an extra small episode in the process.

But Haruhiko thought again, let it be an interlude.

Anyway, he didn't suffer any loss, but it was Vermouth who suffered a lot...of loss.

The only flaw was that Vermouth's panicked, aggrieved and pitiful appearance prevented Haruhiko from feeling much pleasure in punishing the villain.

Instead, I felt like I had become a violent bad guy.

However, Haruhiko immediately reminded himself that this was just Vermouth's acting.

You must never trust this venomous woman.

Haruhiko put on his clothes, sat in the driver's seat, and waited patiently with his hands on the steering wheel.

Although he was very worried about Haibara Ai's safety, he wanted to find her immediately.

But you can't let Vermouth go out with his stuff all over her face, right?

Haruhiko still has some gentlemanly manners, and he is also worried that she will do something desperate.

After all, if you go to Haibara Ai to exchange hostages, there is a high probability that you will meet Vermouth's subordinates or companions.

If she was forced to exchange hostages with this thing on her face, it would be extremely embarrassing, right?

Moreover, the story and painting style also lean towards the direction of the book.

If he made such a request, Vermouth might choose to detonate the bomb immediately.

Haruhiko glanced at Vermouth and found that she was wiping herself carefully with a tissue. Her body was probably still affected by the anesthetic and she couldn't move quickly.

Haruhiko was getting a little impatient waiting, so he took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep puff.

Of course, the cigarettes also belong to Vermouth.

It is a slim cigarette for women, with a less strong taste, just right for people like Haruhiko who don't usually smoke.

Haruhiko took another puff and blew the smoke onto the windshield where raindrops kept falling. The air in the car suddenly became much better.

At least the salty and fishy smell is much lighter.

Haruhiko leaned back in his chair and thought about his next battle plan. What he needed to be on guard against now was Vermouth's going back on her word.

At this moment, a faint smell of decadence came from my ears.

Haruhiko looked out of the corner of his eye.

I found a pair of black lace panties draped over the back of the driver's seat.

He had just torn it off when he was angry, and he didn't expect it to fall here.

There were still some shiny residues on the black lace, which further proved that Vermouth was not as unreactive as she pretended to be.

Haruhiko reached out and took it, intending to throw it to Vermouth.

But suddenly I smelled a strange smell.

That seemed to be the unique fragrance of Haibara Ai.

Because Haruhiko's mind was completely on Haibara Ai, when he noticed this, he subconsciously brought the thing to his nose and smelled it.

Sure enough, in addition to the scent of Vermouth's perfume, there was also the faint body scent of Haibara Ai.

Could it be that they got stuck together when they had come into contact before?
But why this part?

Haruhiko was just wondering when he suddenly noticed that Vermouth was looking at his action in shock, with a hint of fear mixed in her shocked expression.

Vermouth subconsciously shrank back, hugging her knees and holding her hands in front of her chest in a protective manner.

She held a tissue in her hand and stepped barefoot on the leather car seat. She had not put on her dark blue bathrobe completely, and large areas of white were exposed between the messy clothes.

Fortunately, her long silver hair cascaded down along her white collarbone like a waterfall, helping the yukata to cover some of the area.

But her movement of dodging backwards caused a drop of liquid stuck to her hair on the forehead to drip down with the vibration.

It just fell on the front of her white bare feet, on the toenails painted with red nail polish.

The bright red was painted with another layer of color.

This familiar scene reminded Haruhiko of what happened just now, and his eyes became strange.

Noticing Haruhiko's gaze, Vermouth subconsciously curled her toes together, making a small dent in the black leather seat.

But what Vermouth didn't expect was.

Her toes curled up, allowing the drop of liquid to slide along the texture of her foot's skin and into the gaps between her toes.

Physically cooled, but still enchanted with a burning magic within her, the evil easily shattered her disguise.

Haruhiko could see with his naked eyes that the instep of her feet, which was white and transparent with blue veins visible, had turned a light pink.

But he was in no mood to appreciate the shameful reaction of the Thousand-Faced Witch. He just wanted her to finish the matter quickly so that he could go find Shirley.

"Here, this is for you." Haruhiko kindly changed the subject and handed her the underwear.

Vermouth looked at the sparkling lace fabric with a complicated expression, chuckled and shook her head: "I'll leave it to you. Just think of it as a gift from me. You can take it out and use it when you miss your sister~"

She pretended to be frivolous, as if she didn't want to show anything that was inconsistent with her personality in front of Haruhiko.

Haruhiko smiled helplessly, thinking that your tightly curled toes made your words less convincing.

Haruhiko didn't expose her disguise and stuffed the panties under the car seat.

Vermouth lifted her feet and wiped the white stains on the black leather seat with a tissue.

Another moment passed.

Seeing that she was almost done, Haruhiko urged, "Can we go now?"

Vermouth gathered her long silver hair behind her head. Fine beads of sweat covered her slender neck. She turned on the air conditioner in the car and said, "Wait a moment. Do you know how strong the anesthetic is? I can hardly walk now."

"I can help you walk." Haruhiko said.

Vermouth shook her head: "No, if others see me like this, I might get into unnecessary trouble.

The organization isn't as peaceful as you think. I have to make sure I have a way to protect myself."

Haruhiko's tone turned cold: "I think you are stalling for time."

“You’re quite alert.” Vermouth frowned, then snatched the cigarette from Haruhiko’s hand and took a puff. “Don’t worry, you’ve passed my test. We can discuss our future cooperation.”

Haruhiko looked at her proactive intimate actions but didn't think anything of it.

Just smoking a cigarette together.

She had been pumping that thing for a long time just now, and her cheeks were swollen. This level was nothing.

"I have no interest in cooperating with you," Haruhiko said solemnly, "Five minutes is my bottom line."

"Alright, alright, I'm impressed." Vermouth put her hand on the air-conditioning vent. "But as for the cooperation, I believe you will agree when the time comes."

Haruhiko said nothing.

He felt that this woman was too unpredictable and he couldn't tell whether what she said was true or not.

He hated the feeling of being controlled and didn't intend to have much to do with her.

5 minutes later.

Vermouth did not insist any further and opened the car door on her own initiative.

Haruhiko got out of the car right beside her and realized there were no ambushes around, so he felt a little relieved.

"Are you relieved? I've already told you that you have passed my test and I won't make things difficult for you anymore." Vermouth's long silver hair was blown by the wind, like a brilliant galaxy floating in the air.

I don't know if she deliberately kept the distance.

The wind blew her soft hair, which just happened to brush against the tip of Haruhiko's nose.

The itchy feeling mixed with a faint fragrance was like a small hand tickling Haruhiko's heart.

It made him want to push the woman against the car door and have a big fight with her.

However, his concern for Haibara Ai quickly suppressed his physical impulses.

Haruhiko looked at her with scrutiny instead.

I have to say that judging from her appearance alone, Vermouth is almost impeccably beautiful.

She has a model-like height, beautiful long silver hair, deep and three-dimensional facial features of European and American people, and a hot body.

Add to that two long, white legs and small toes painted with red nail polish.

I'm afraid that most men's first reaction when they see her is to crawl at the feet of this silver-haired queen.

Pray for the chance to kiss the top of her feet.

Although Haruhiko didn't have that strange impulse, he had tasted it just now. However, he didn't do it in a crawling position, but tasted it wantonly with the attitude of a conqueror.

But the taste should be similar.

Vermouth noticed Haruhiko's gaze and chuckled, "Oh? Don't want to find your girlfriend anymore? Actually, if you're willing to cooperate, I might agree to fight with you outside~"

As she spoke, she took a few steps towards the parking lot and placed her hands on the roof of the black car.

The graceful curves wrapped in the blue yukata were defenselessly presented to Haruhiko. The most unfair thing was that Haruhiko knew that her peach-shaped part was actually only protected by a layer of yukata.

Because the close-fitting armor that was supposed to be there was stuffed under the seat by Haruhiko.

That is to say-

She was naked down there.

As long as he gently lifts the hem of her yukata, he can launch a new round of attack.

"I'm sorry, I have no interest in a venomous woman like you. Besides, if I wanted to, I wouldn't have to agree to any of your conditions. In your current state, I'm afraid you won't be able to resist, right?" Haruhiko said with a smile.

“Really?” Vermouth turned around and pressed her back against the car door. “Do you still feel that way?”

Haruhiko noticed the change in her tone: "What do you mean?"

Vermouth pulled her feet out of her white slippers.

She raised her long white legs and pointed with her toes at the spot in front of Haruhiko: "Look there."

Haruhiko looked in the direction she pointed.

I found a red dot illuminated by infrared rays on the rain-soaked road.

He immediately thought of a possibility, his pupils widened instantly, and his body reacted subconsciously.

But just as he was about to pounce on Vermouth and hold her hostage.

The gun went off!
The sound of a gun muffled by a silencer sounds unpleasant.

But it did not affect the fact that a small dent was made on the asphalt road in front of Haruhiko, and asphalt fragments brushed past his ears.

The smell of gunpowder and the smell of soil after rain filled my nostrils.

Haruhiko paused.

He looked coldly at Vermouth who was so close to him.

Although she was only a few steps away, he could no longer control her.

I didn't expect that she would trick me in the end.

Vermouth walked slowly towards him in the hotel's disposable slippers and stopped two steps away from Haruhiko.

She kept it at a distance that was just enough for Haruhiko to not be able to do anything to her.

"Oh, how should I punish you, my disobedient little brother?" Vermouth had a smile on her face, but there was a hint of murderous intent in her eyes.

"I think we can discuss the cooperation you mentioned before." Haruhiko knew that he was now at a disadvantage and could not confront the opponent head-on, so he chose a roundabout tactic.

Vermouth crossed her arms and said, "Why do you think I would discuss cooperation with you now? Instead of just killing you?"

"I don't think you would. You've put so much effort into it, you can't kill me so easily." Haruhiko said firmly.

Vermouth: "You are wrong. Women are very vengeful, especially a woman like me who kills without blinking an eye."

"So you want to kill me?"

Vermouth shook her head: "It's not that simple. I'm still going to play a game with you."

Haruhiko smiled: "Do you love playing games so much?"

Vermouth ignored him and continued, "Haven't you always wanted to find Shirley? Ironically, she was actually in the car the whole time."

"In the car?"

"That's right, I knocked her out and threw her under the back seat of the car." Vermouth taunted, "So? Regret it, don't you? Actually, before Calvados arrived, you had a chance to rescue Shirley, and you could have even picked up a high-ranking member of the Black Organization for free."

Haruhiko shook his head. "No, this is inevitable. Just like you didn't expect me to wake up suddenly, there's no point in dwelling on it."

Vermouth looked at Haruhiko with a complicated expression: "To be honest, I really admire you a little bit."

"Then can you let Shirley and I go?"

"I'm sorry, I can't." Vermouth said, "Those who do wrong must be punished accordingly."

"Okay." Haruhiko sighed, "How can you let Shirley and I go?"

"Two choices," Vermouth said. "The first is to submit to me personally, not the organization. Of course, you'll need to do something to ensure you won't betray me.

The process will be a bit painful, but if I'm in a good mood, maybe I can let you have some sweetness.

Of course, if you make this choice, Shirley will atone for your unreasonable behavior just now."

"Just tell me the second option." Haruhiko said without thinking.

Vermouth didn't look too surprised as she continued, "The second option is for you to get back into the car. I'll activate the bomb, and if you can't find a way to decrypt it within the allotted time, you'll both die."

Haruhiko: "Why should I believe you?"

"You don't have any choice. Besides, I can kill you right now, but I choose to play this game with you. Isn't this a kind of sincerity in itself?" said Vermouth.

Haruhiko thought about it and felt that there was really no need for Vermouth to lie to him.

No matter how strong his physical fitness is, he cannot resist the sniper rifle's shooting, especially since he has been locked.

Besides, Haibara Ai is still in the car full of bombs, he can't just sit there and watch her.

"Okay, I promise to play a game with you."

Vermouth chuckled and said, "Are you sure? Don't think I'll show mercy. On the contrary, the rules will be even stricter this time."

Haruhiko said seriously, “No matter how dangerous it is, I can’t watch her die alone.

She has suffered enough, and if she really has to die, I want to at least hold her in my arms and protect her from the bomb fragments."

Vermouth gave him a complicated look.

Then he yanked open the car door.

Haruhiko waited until Vermouth was out of range before being allowed to move.

He opened the door and got in.

During the process, the sniper rifle should have been locked on his heart, and he could feel the feeling of being spied on by a poisonous snake.

After the car door was closed, the bomb continued to activate.

A countdown screen appears on the display of the car music player.

There is also a password disk, which seems to mean that by entering the password, the bomb can be detonated.

Haruhiko first pulled out the tied-up Haibara Ai from under the car seat and put her on the back seat.

The enlarged Haibara Ai was wearing a dark red suspender nightgown. Judging from the obviously larger size, it was most likely Vermouth's dress.

Haruhiko peeled off the tape on her mouth, and her first words were, "Why did you come in here and die with me?"

It turned out that she also heard the conversation outside the car just now.

"How could I possibly watch you die in front of me?" Haruhiko ruffled her messy short hair. "Besides, I don't think she would kill us so easily."

"Do you think I'll appreciate your kindness if you do this?" Huiyuan Ai's voice was already tinged with tears. "You don't understand who Vermouth is at all. She's a lunatic who can do anything."

Just as Haruhiko was about to speak, Vermouth knocked on the car window, looked at them as if they were animals in a circus, and said, "I'm leaving now. The clue is in the gift I gave you. Have fun."

If you survive, I will come back to you."

After saying that, she walked towards the white windmill power station at the end of the rice field without looking back.

If I guess correctly.

Calvados should have set up a sniper position there.

Haruhiko softly asked Huibara Ai: "How is it? Can you still move your body?"

Haruhiko knew that when one just woke up from the anesthetic, the body would be soft and one would need to wait for the effect of the drug to wear off.

Huiyuan Ai shook her head: "I have been awake for a while, and the effect of the medicine has dissipated a lot."

Haruhiko was shocked.

Has he been awake for a while? Didn't he see everything that happened between him and Vermouth?

Although it was to save Haibara Ai at that time, it was still a bit embarrassing.

Haibara Ai noticed Haruhiko's embarrassment and took the initiative to change the subject: "Let's find clues quickly. If we can't disarm the bomb device within the specified time, Vermouth will really kill us all."

Haruhiko nodded.

The two then began to study what the code was to decrypt the bomb.

Vermouth said it was a gift for both of them, so the first thing Haruhiko checked was the gift box and the photo.

However, he didn't find any useful information, so he handed the photo to Haibara Ai again.

Haibara Ai stared at the photo of Miyano Akemi in a daze.

"That must be a fake." Haruhiko reminded.

"I know." She put the photo down.

Haruhiko suggested, "How about trying birthdays? Important dates for you and your sister, or something like that?"

Afterwards, Haruhiko operated on the touch screen according to Haibara Ai's instructions, constantly trying the password.

Fortunately, this system is not set up to explode after a few attempts.

However, although you can try it an unlimited number of times, the password is still quite long, with 20 digits.

This leads to many guesses about birthdays and the like, which are difficult to match.

Time is passing by little by little, and this cannot go on.

"Did Vermouth give you anything?" Haruhiko asked.

"No." Huibara Ai shook her head.

Haruhiko continued to ask, "Did she do anything special to you?"

Huiyuan Ai thought for a moment: "She often makes me faint."

Haruhiko's eyes lit up. He picked up the perfume bottle containing anesthetic and examined it for a long time but found no useful information.

"Damn it, it still doesn't work!" Haruhiko was a little anxious.

Huiyuan Ai held his big hand with her cold little hand and said calmly: "Don't worry, I believe you can think of a way."

Haruhiko smiled bitterly and said, although I am a little touched that you trust me so much, this cannot change the predicament.

He scratched his head irritably, thinking back to the information about the gift.

suddenly.

An inconspicuous fragment of memory caught Haruhiko's attention.

[I'll leave it to you. Consider it a gift from me. You can use it whenever you miss me.]

Haruhiko remembered that Vermouth seemed to have said this when he handed her the underwear.

Could it be that she had already started planning at that time?
This woman is so scary.

But now is not the time to lament about these things. Haruhiko immediately lifted a corner of the cushion, pulled out the black lace fabric, and carefully checked whether there was anything like a password on it.

"What are you doing with my underwear?" Haibara Ai pressed her nightgown tightly against her thighs and said shyly.

"Is this underwear yours?" Haruhiko was stunned.

Huiyuan Ai: "Y-yes, where did you find it?"

Haruhiko: "I took it from Vermouth."

Huibara Ai glared at him resentfully, obviously dissatisfied with his overly straightforward tone.

Haruhiko also realized that it was inappropriate to say such things in front of a woman, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "Hurry up and see if there is any information on it."

Haibara Ai took it and looked at it carefully for a long time.

"How's it going? Did you find anything?"

Huiyuan Ai frowned and said, "Except for the smell of that shameless woman, there is nothing else."

Haruhiko thinks that if it is related to the gift, this thing is very likely to be it.

He continued to ask: "Think about it again, is there any clue related to this dress? Why did she take off your clothes at that time?"

Upon hearing this, a gleam flashed in Haibara Ai's pupils, as if she remembered something, but her face showed that she wanted to say something but was hesitant.

Haruhiko placed his hand on her shoulder, looked directly into her icy blue eyes, and said, "Any information will do. I think this is the key to solving the mystery."

Haibara Ai gritted her teeth.

She quickly told him about how she tried to bite off the bomb in the hotel, was discovered, and was spanked by Vermouth.

Haruhiko was speechless after hearing this: "Are you a dog? You actually want to bite the bomb off? Even if you do that, I won't appreciate your kindness."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Huiyuan Ai blushed, "What should we do now?"

"I think the secret may be with you. Why don't you check it out?" Haruhiko's eyes fell on Haibara Ai's snow-white thighs and buttocks which were pressed down by her dark red nightgown.

Huihara Ai is a little shy.

But she also knew that now was not the time to be pretentious.

After she asked Haruhiko to turn around, she checked in the back seat.

"Really, there are characters written on my body with black marker." Haibara Ai exclaimed.

Haruhiko was delighted and turned his head subconsciously, only to see an indescribable scene.

Huibara Ai exclaimed even louder, and she raised her little foot and stepped directly on Haruhiko's face: "Asshole, didn't I tell you not to turn around?"

"Sorry, I'm so excited."

Then Haibara Ai asked Haruhiko to take a piece of paper and write down the numbers on his body. There were a lot of numbers, which were the secret language of the organization. They needed to be deciphered to get the real content.

As Haruhiko was writing, Haibara Ai in the back seat suddenly fell silent.

"What's wrong?" Haruhiko asked.

"I can't see it anymore."

"can not see?"

"Write it, write it where I can't see it." Haibara Ai's voice was so soft that Haruhiko could hardly hear it.

"Is it on the back?" Haruhiko asked.

If that's the case, he can only check it himself. Although doing so will make Haibara Ai very embarrassed, but in the current situation, there is no time to care about that.

Unexpectedly, Huiyuan Ai said in a smaller voice: "No, it's, it's there."

The ordinary word "there" seemed to have drained all her strength.

Haruhiko also roughly understood where the unspeakable place she was talking about was.

Haruhiko took a deep breath, and a sweet smell entered his nostrils.

Haibara Ai struggled for a long time and sweated a lot. The smell of the girl's hormones completely covered the smell of Vermouth.

The small carriage is now filled with the smell of Haibara Ai.

This place seemed to have become her own territory.

At this time, there were less than three minutes left on the timer.

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