The world of science is unscientific

That was the only tire track where no symmetrical marks could be found.

Vermouth, I've finally found your trail.

The black Mazda roared away, driven slowly by Yusuke Suzuki, allowing him to judge the direction of the tire tracks.

Base 2 is not in the downtown area; only members of the organization drive here, so there are only a few tire tracks on the ground.

However, the tire track could not be traced for long, but the general direction could still be determined.

Yusuke Suzuki was certain that Vermouth was going straight, and there was a bridge across the sea just 50 meters ahead. There was no reason for this woman to make an emergency turn and abandon such a route where she could enjoy the charm of motorcycles.

But what should we do next?

He could only try to guess Vermouth's mood in order to deduce the route she was riding her bike.

Vodka said that Vermouth indicated that her contribution to the Itakura Taku incident was unnecessary.

Two people are associated with the credit: Yusuke Suzuki and Gin.

If Gin is excluded from the influencing factors, then the only person who could make Vermouth say those words is Yusuke Suzuki.

The relationship between the two sides was extremely bad, almost to the point of no return.

Therefore, Suzuki Yusuke could easily deduce that Vermouth treated him as if he were dead, so that she would feel that it wouldn't matter if all the credit was given to him.

How would Vermouth feel?

Relaxed and carefree? Victory assured?

But Suzuki Yusuke is alive and well, and hasn't sensed any threat at all. Is the other party still racking their brains to figure out a way to kill him?

In this situation, Vermouth's mood is probably not very good; she must be quite anxious, impatient, and eager.

Two moods correspond to two paths.

The former, riding at breakneck speed, is all about riding however you want.

The latter has a clear goal and rides whichever is closest.

Coincidentally, after leaving the cross-sea bridge, Yusuke Suzuki will choose a route with a different style.

As he approached the end of the bridge, he chose to continue driving forward.

Ahead lies a wide road with a gentle slope, laid along the coastline, perfect for a drive.

He made this choice because in the previous few times Vermouth targeted him, he almost always suffered setbacks and failed to mount any counterattack.

How much pressure can someone as easy to deal with as him put on Vermouth?

There's a fork in the road leading out in the middle of the coastline, which will shrink the target area considerably. If we send people from the Black Cat Society over to search and ask, we should be able to find more clues.

While Yusuke Suzuki was still driving and pondering his thoughts, Vermouth had already taken off her motorcycle helmet.

This is a very ordinary guesthouse, right by the sea. She has been staying here for more than half a month, and after three more days, she will move on to another place.

After saying hello to her boss, Vermouth returned to her room.

The furnishings and layout inside were almost exactly the same as when she first moved in. She pulled up a chair, sat down, and tossed her thick, cascading hair aside.

Going to the base today is a bit risky, but she has to go.

With the Itakura Taku incident over, she, as the initial person in charge of the task, would inevitably have to do some work, including personally delivering the software.

Vermouth unzipped her leather jacket, took the magnetic disc from the inner pocket, and held it in mid-air, examining it carefully by the light of the desk lamp.

"We're trying to raise the dead against the shream of time..."

She murmured something to herself, her eyes sparkling with an inscrutable light, her gaze gentle and unpredictable.

She used to sneak around to spy on Wei Que and Shirley's lives occasionally, and it gave her a wonderful feeling. Later, considering that she might be discovered, she stopped going.

Vermouth sighed, put the magnetic disc in the drawer, then took off her clothes and went into the bathroom.

The software needs to be sent to that person tomorrow, and the subsequent software testing will be carried out by designated researchers.

When Gin mentioned the person who tried to capture Vodka, she inexplicably thought of Shinichi Kudo, who is now Conan.

Speaking of which, if we want to capture Sherry, besides dealing with Suzuki Yusuke, we also need to find a way to transfer Conan away from Tokyo.

What method should we use...?

The sound of running water filled the bathroom, and the steam gradually disappeared from view.

Meanwhile, Yusuke Suzuki had already driven into the city. He had just outlined a general area and asked Miki Mamizu to arrange for people to come over.

On the one hand, they wanted to see if they could find any clues about Vermouth, and on the other hand, they also wanted to consider development issues.

Although he looked down on the Black Cat Society, the Sheep Village, which now only has two people including him, wasn't much better.

Numabuchi Kiichiro's recruitment process is progressing very slowly, and Suzuki Yusuke suspects that the guy is going on blind dates.

Around 10 o'clock, he finally gave up the investigation and chose to go home.

The software did successfully fish for Vermouth, but it wasn't a complete success.

If he had come to the organization earlier, or even stayed at the base during the day instead of leaving, he probably would have run into Vermouth.

If they were to meet, although he couldn't kill the other person in front of Gin, it would be impossible for the other person to leave easily.

So why did he leave in the morning?

Because I wanted to go and be with Ai.

So, he should blame his wife for not catching Vermouth?

Of course that's impossible.

So who's to blame?

Yusuke Suzuki was confused. Should he blame Conan? But he couldn't think of a good reason...

After taking a shower, he lay down on the bed, stared at the ceiling for a while, and then picked up his phone to send a goodnight message to Ai Haibara.

It's time to sleep; maintaining a good sleep schedule is essential.

10 minute later.

Yusuke Suzuki got out of bed with a sullen face and went to open the door for Meng and Asuka.

"Ow~"

I dreamt I was biting a rope, and the rope was connected to a flying bird.

"You're not allowed to stay out this late, understand?"

After confirming that I understood his meaning, Yusuke Suzuki went to the bedroom.

Just then, a voice came from behind.

"I dream of birds, of hunger."

Yusuke Suzuki let out a long breath, then suddenly became a little lost in thought. Why did he raise these two guys in the first place?

Chapter 280 Ai Haibara (1)

As always, Ai Haibara got up early and stood on a stool to wash and brush her teeth.

After having breakfast, she slung her small backpack over her shoulder, pushed open the door, and left.

Shinichi Kudo always chooses to keep things from her whenever they involve the organization, perhaps because he was too decadent in the past.

However, she is completely different now than before. Logically speaking, Shinichi Kudo should have noticed this. Could it be that he still doesn't trust her?

Ai Haibara couldn't help but think about it for a moment, but quickly dismissed the idea.

She had been spending some time with Shinichi Kudo, and she believed she could see through him.

Forget it, what can they do even if they don't say anything?

She can easily get information out of people with just a little trickery.

Didan Primary School.

Good morning, Haibara-san!

Ayumi must have just sat down, her schoolbag still on the table. When she saw her come in, she immediately greeted her happily.

"Good morning."

Ai Haibara sat down in her seat.

Conan was her deskmate, Ayumi sat in front of her, Mitsuhiko was to her right, and Genta was behind her.

She couldn't help but recall the time with the twin towers.

She told Conan that there was nowhere she could fit in, which was overheard by the three little ones. They then sat down in their seats and said, "Isn't your seat perfectly fine right here?"

Thinking back, although my main thought was to sacrifice myself to save the children, I couldn't help but feel a desire to end it all.

"What are you thinking about?"

Conan put down his schoolbag and looked at her with some confusion. "You're not still wondering why I was in the closet, are you?"

"I was thinking about Yusuke. He should be doing his morning exercise right now." Ai Haibara glanced at Conan and tidied up the desk.

"I mean, aren't you a bit too obsessed?" Conan lowered his voice and whispered in Ai Haibara's ear, "What if we still can't turn back after a long time? How would you feel if he married someone else?"

This is a question that Conan himself is also considering, but he cannot accept such a future, so it is difficult for him to make the connection.

Ai Haibara lowered her eyes and said, "Then let's just become a couple."

"..."

Conan's face flushed red instantly. "Are you kidding me..."

“You were just joking with me first,” Ai Haibara said, flicking her hair. “I will make the antidote, and he can’t possibly marry someone else.”

Her tone was calm yet firm, leaving Conan stunned.

"What are you two whispering about again?" Genta's rice ball head came closer, and upon hearing this, Mitsuhiko, who had just taken his place, also turned his gaze toward them.

Conan gave an awkward laugh. "You mean, should we go to Professor Agasa's house to play after school?"

"Conan, no matter how much you practice, you can't improve your gaming skills. Give up." Genta waved his hand and plopped down.

Conan: "..."