The world of science is unscientific

This person was none other than Vermouth, who had disappeared long ago.

Her destination was Nagano Prefecture.

Base One.

The lowest level underground.

Vermouth passed through several steel doors and finally arrived at the door of the last room.

Her expression remained normal; she dared not show any signs of distress.

Because along the way, even she didn't know exactly how many surveillance cameras were present.

At this moment, no one but that one person could open the door in front of her.

After waiting for a while, a slightly jarring sound rang out.

The iron gate slowly opened, revealing complete darkness inside, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

She took a few steps inside, following the route she remembered, and the iron gate behind her slowly closed again.

A few breaths later, the lights in the room suddenly turned on.

An aged voice, accompanied by heavy breathing, also emerged from the space.

"Vermouth, come forward."

Chapter 343 Undercurrent

Upon hearing this, Vermouth stepped forward.

The indoor area is not large, only about 200 square meters.

At this moment, the bright white light shone on the metal wall, and the reflected light was somewhat dazzling.

The interior furnishings were exactly the same as they were decades ago, not much different from the scene she remembered.

The only thing that surprised her was an unfamiliar machine.

It's more like a tall, technologically advanced rectangular iron box than a machine.

The jet-black patterns on it give it a very eerie feel.

Vermouth immediately realized that the reason the Boss had summoned her was closely related to this machine.

"Itakura Taku's software has been perfected."

That person's voice began to echo in the space again.

Upon hearing this, Vermouth couldn't help but frown. If she hadn't been deliberately controlling herself, her expression would have been even more out of control.

It's already finished so quickly...?

The group of geniuses that the organization has cultivated and nurtured are truly remarkable.

That makes sense, though. We already had the idea, but we just happened to see the hope of realizing it through Itakura Taku.

As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning.

Itakura Takumi paved most of the pioneering journey, so it would be ridiculous, unrealistic, for the organization's talent to be at a loss.

Before she could say anything, a slight gas leaking sound came from the machine, followed by an invisible stream of air.

The pressure relief sound quickly ended, and the sound of the machine running immediately followed.

The machine, covered in black patterns, split open from the middle, revealing the inner hull.

Vermouth's gaze instantly focused on a helmet inside.

It won't harm you.

"I believe you won't hurt me."

Vermouth responded and slowly walked towards the machine.

She couldn't refuse.

Almost without pausing, he turned his back and stepped into the cabin, putting on the pure black metal helmet.

Tokyo.

After chatting with Shiro Suzuki about the current situation and development of EW Company, Yusuke Suzuki returned to his guest room to rest.

This conversation was really awkward.

After all, he wasn't really clear about the specific situation of EW Company. Although Tamura Shin and Nishino Masato had sent him various reports, he hardly ever looked at them.

He didn't have much time to sleep in the afternoon, and Yusuke Suzuki quickly fell asleep again.

Dr. A Li's house.

Ai Haibara looked at the words 'Goodnight' on her phone and felt inexplicably uneasy.

She always had a feeling that something bad was about to happen.

There are only two possible directions for this speculation: either it's directed at Yusuke, or it's directed at herself.

Either way, it will be terrible.

She would be very worried if something happened to Yusuke Suzuki.

She would be more worried if something happened to her.

I'm worried that Suzuki Yusuke is going crazy because of her...

Ai Haibara suddenly realized how important her existence was.

Even if it's just for Yusuke's sake, I have to live on.

Meanwhile, a car parked outside Professor Agasa's house also drove away into the night.

The person sitting in the car was Andre Cameron.

He just received confirmation.

The Ghost Orchids have returned to Tokyo, and their surveillance mission must be terminated.

The FBI suffered heavy losses in several operations and spent considerable effort transferring personnel from the United States to fill the gaps.

After confirming there was no further news, Andre Cameron ripped off his headset and loosened his tie.

He didn't quite understand why Shuichi Akai had sent him to monitor this girl named Ai Haibara.

The other party only said that some things still need to be confirmed.

But he didn't notice anything unusual during his surveillance over the past two days; the other person was just an ordinary little girl who didn't like to go out.

Upon returning to headquarters, Andre Cameron headed toward Shuichi Akai's office.

Judy was there too.

"Bring back the people who were camped out at the detective agency. This round of surveillance is over."

Shuichi Akai said something to Jodie, then turned to Andre Cameron, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Will we continue to monitor that man after he leaves Tokyo again?" Andre Cameron shook his head to indicate that he was fine. "The Public Security Bureau hasn't made any moves for a long time."

"It's better to be cautious than to act rashly; let's keep a low profile for now."

Shuichi Akai got up, stretched, and looked out the window. Through the intermittent clouds, a bright moon was faintly visible.

He opened the window, and the earthy smell of the rain had not completely dissipated, but was carried into his nostrils by the cool breeze.

"The full moon is almost here. I wonder if werewolves and vampires will show themselves."

Andre Cameron and Judy exchanged a glance and remained silent.

...

Early the next morning.

Yusuke Suzuki was woken up by a phone call from Kogoro Mouri.

"Yusuke, I'm treating you to a big meal tonight! You decide what we'll eat, I'll take care of everything!"

The bumbling detective has even learned to make phone calls while sleeping?

It shouldn't be.

Even sleepwalking can't be this outrageous.

"Hey, Yusuke, are you listening!?"

"Teacher, you finally won your horse racing bet?"

"No, that's not it. Your master just received a super big commission, the commission fee is a full ten million, ten million!"

Damn it?

This is even more outrageous than sleepwalking on the phone!

A ten million commission...

Perhaps the client wants Kogoro Mouri to personally prepare an impossible crime?

Thinking about this, Suzuki Yusuke carefully asked, "Teacher, what exactly is the content of this request? Please don't force yourself; it would be too much of a loss to ruin your lifelong reputation."

"What are you thinking, kid? Do you think I, Kogoro Mouri, would be afraid to take on a case? Don't worry, this is just about finding a potential murderer, it's a piece of cake."

Before Suzuki Yusuke could speak, the person on the other end of the phone continued, "It's just in time to cover the shortfall in compensation for the car; it's incredibly timely."

Hearing this, he remembered the car that had been swept away by the water.

Even though the car will eventually be found, what difference does it make whether it is found or not...?

Seeing that Kogoro Mouri was still rambling on the phone, Yusuke Suzuki reluctantly interrupted, "Alright, teacher, I understand."

After that, hang up the phone.

Sleep a little longer.

Once his spirit was fully restored, only he and a group of servants remained in the vast Suzuki household.

Those who work go to work, those who go to school go to school.

He was just an unemployed bum.