The world of science is unscientific

My own use of the word "we" seems to have included Gin as well...

He snatched a piece of shrimp paste he had made from under the vodka chopsticks and looked at Vermouth, "How come you have time to come over?"

“You have no right to talk to me like that,” Vermouth raised an eyebrow and chuckled. “I haven’t seen you here lately. As a part-time manager, you’re not doing a very good job.”

"It always takes time to get used to it."

After exchanging a few casual words, Vermouth left the room, glancing with some disgust at the numerous research labs in front of her, before entering another lounge.

Pretending to be someone else for a long time is not good for her. Occasionally, she needs time to revert to her original self, use her own voice, and do her own habitual actions.

It's both about ensuring you remain true to yourself and about releasing the pressure of pretending.

Wei Que had never expected to receive such attention from that lord; there hadn't even been any prior indication.

I came here today to let loose and relieve my stress, but I'm even more depressed now!

This guy is hiding right next to Conan; he's a ticking time bomb. We need to find a way to get rid of him, or better yet, kill him.

Yusuke Suzuki, who was eating hot pot in the room across the street, suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Who is plotting to harm me?

Forget it, let's eat first. This vodka guy can eat way too much.

Since it was still early after they finished eating, Gin took out two packs of cigarettes, seemingly wanting to continue. Suzuki Yusuke, on the other hand, took out a mahjong set from the bag containing the ingredients.

ten minutes later.

"Wei Que, you wouldn't cheat, would you?"

Vermouth was the player before him, and he was always a few seconds slower in playing his cards, most likely because he was calculating what cards Vermouth had.

The rules of Japanese mahjong are quite different from those of Chinese mahjong, and Japanese mahjong is more complicated. It was only after Kogoro Mori tirelessly urged him to go out and play that he finally got the hang of it.

"I should be asking you why you always seem to be calculating my cards?"

Yusuke Suzuki played a seven of bamboo, and Gin drew it and immediately declared that he had won.

This fight lasted for four hours.

The game ended, and Yusuke Suzuki was completely outmatched. He almost lost to Vermouth in the crucial round, but luckily he managed to pull off a last-minute stunt that saved him.

It has to be said that playing cards can easily get out of hand when betting, and he actually used the bird to gamble, which was really inappropriate.

Back at his apartment, Suzuki Yusuke was somewhat worried. Following Kogoro Mouri, all he hadn't yet gotten his hands on was horse racing, and his future looked bleak. Ai Haibara certainly wouldn't want him getting involved in these things.

Does this mean that after having children, the two of them will have to live separately like a proud and aloof couple?

No, I absolutely cannot follow in Kogoro Mouri's footsteps. I must change myself, starting today!

I had just finished showering and lay down when Kogoro Mouri called.

The next day, Suzuki Yusuke went to Izu with the bumbling detective.

This time, Kogoro Mouri unexpectedly asked him to drive the car, and repeatedly expressed that he also wanted to try driving a nice car.

After thinking it over, Suzuki Yusuke agreed. After all, his teacher was a pretty good driver, and he could at least get some rest.

Ran Mouri sat in the passenger seat, while he, Conan, and Ai Haibara sat in the back.

It was quite unexpected that Ai Haibara took the initiative to call him and say she wanted to go out together.

Izu... I came here once before with Sonoko and met the humanoid beast Makoto Kyogoku. After he went abroad, he would occasionally call me, and his relationship with Sonoko Suzuki also grew stronger day by day.

Oh, and I also ran into Shimizu Reiko here.

Yusuke Suzuki quickly warned himself that Ai Haibara was right next to him, so how could he think about other women, even if the two of them were completely innocent?

However, as if she could read his mind, Ai Haibara looked up at him and said in a sweet voice, "Yusuke-nii, what are you thinking about?"

"N-nothing," Suzuki Yusuke said calmly, changing the subject, "Teacher, what kind of request have you received this time?"

"You'll know when you get there. This mountain road is really difficult to drive, but driving a good car just feels different."

No sooner had Kogoro Mouri uttered his words than his own heartless little darling exposed him, saying, "You clearly only asked to drive Yusuke's car because you couldn't rent one from the rental shop yourself."

Yusuke Suzuki: "..."

Is that so?

He thought about it carefully and realized that the bumbling detective was indeed a nightmare for car rental companies. Not to mention the car he had previously sent for inspection and found to be without any problems, it was as if it was cursed.

Oh no, this is bad. Will my Catara also be infected?

Surely...no way?

What should I do if I suddenly feel panicked?

Conan, clutching his travel guide to Izu, glanced out the window and complained, "I finally get to go out, and of all times I have to run into this kind of weather."

Yusuke Suzuki raised an eyebrow. "Finally? I vaguely remember going out just the day before yesterday, okay?"

“Really,” Ran Mouri said with a worried look, “It’s such a pity that we can’t even see the beautiful Mount Fuji.”

"By the way, Dad, how much longer do we have to drive?"

“I think we should be there by now,” Kogoro Mouri said, raising his voice as he drove around the bend. “It should be there, not far away.”

What I mean by "not far" is that it takes from afternoon until dusk.

"I didn't expect it would take so long to open after seeing this building."

After parking his car, Kogoro Mouri sighed to ease the awkwardness.

“Yeah,” Ran Mouri said, her mood improving considerably. “Thankfully, the rain has stopped.”

As Ai Haibara got out of the car, she instinctively said, "So beautiful." Yusuke Suzuki looked in the direction Ai Haibara was looking.

The sunset painted the sky with a pale yellow hue, outlining the massive silhouette of Mount Fuji in the distance, while the vast sea in the foreground was covered in pink, stretching all the way down to the foot of the mountain.

The destination of this trip is located on the "hand" of the mountain peaks reaching towards the sea, where green trees intertwine and grass forms a natural enclosure.

Chapter 136 Trash Talk Section

Just as Kogoro Mouri closed the car door, a person appeared carrying a box.

"Mr. Mori, I've been waiting for you for a long time," said Kanazawa Ryuichiro politely. "I often admire your brilliant reasoning in the newspapers."

"You're too kind, haha. I often see the name of the genius architect Ryuichiro Kanazawa in the newspapers."

Kogoro Mouri slowly stepped forward. "You seem to have won another award recently, right? I remember what it was called..."

"That was the Shanghai Museum of Modern Art International Design Competition."

Just then, a voice came from behind them.

"Teacher, is this your guest?"

Kanazawa Ryuichiro introduced them, "These two are Hayashida and Amemori."

After exchanging pleasantries, Suzuki Yusuke noticed that Haibara Ai was still looking at the sea with her head turned to the side, so he simply said, "Mr. Kanazawa, Mr. Mori, I'd like to enjoy this beautiful sunset outside for a while longer, so I won't go in and disturb you."

“It’s alright,” Kanazawa Ryuichiro pointed in a direction, “but you must come for dinner.”

Yu Senya also chuckled softly, "The scenery today is indeed very nice. You can go over there; the view is very expansive."

"Thank you."

After saying that, Yusuke Suzuki pulled Ai Haibara away.

"Are you in a bad mood?"

After walking to the innermost part, Yusuke Suzuki spread his arms and embraced the air. The sky was slowly turning orange, and the sea breeze seemed to have taken shape.

"I just suddenly feel a little lost."

Ai Haibara responded faintly. She remembered the day her sister was murdered; the sky was the same color then—beautiful, but fading, and about to end.

Now the space has changed, and she is the one playing the role.

She had Yusuke Suzuki by her side, but where was her older sister?

She realized she was indeed very lucky. She used to envy her sister for having a certain degree of freedom, friends, and a loved one.

Now, she has everything her sister once had, plus a future.

"Ai, look, this building is moving."

After a moment of silence, Suzuki Yusuke estimated that Ai Haibara's sudden surge of emotions should have subsided, and turned around to point to the house where Kanazawa Ryuichiro lived.

Ai Haibara turned around and looked for a while. The second floor of the house was indeed slowly rotating.

"That's a really creative design. By the way, have you ever been to Shanghai?"

"No." Yusuke Suzuki shook his head. Actually, he had been there, but that was in his past life. He asked in return, "Do you want to go?"

After hesitating for a moment, Ai Haibara nodded.

"Then I'll take you somewhere sometime. Wherever you want to go, I can take you."

Ai Haibara smiled faintly, "Okay."

We went inside and climbed up to the second floor.

The table in front of Kogoro Mouri was covered with photos.

They returned not too late, and it was only then that Kanazawa Ryuichiro began to explain why he had asked Mouri Kogoro to come over.

No wonder the clueless detective didn't tell him about the case before; it turns out he only found out now.

“We’ve been receiving photos like this every week for the past three months.” Kanazawa Ryuichiro said with a helpless expression. No one would be happy to be secretly photographed for three months straight.

“You’re in every single photo,” Kogoro Mouri put down the pictures in his hand. “I think we need to figure out their purpose first. Do you have any clues?”

"I have absolutely no idea."

“Please think about it carefully,” Kogoro Mouri got up and walked to the window. “Based on my past experience, there is a very high chance that the person following you is a friend or relative you already know.”

Yusuke Suzuki followed and walked to the window. Below, Ai Haibara had joined Ran Mouri and the others, moving things along with Ryuichiro Kanazawa's two disciples.

Behind the two, Kanazawa Ryuichiro began to recall, remaining silent.

Yusuke Suzuki figured the genius designer couldn't remember anything, so he simply went back downstairs.

Just then, the rather muscular Hayashi Makoto was explaining things to Mouri Ran.