The world of science is unscientific

Vermouth's consciousness, which was rapidly heading towards unconsciousness, was pulled back once again.

She opened and closed her mouth slightly, uttering a weak sound.

"Why...do...you...know...so much?"

"Because I'm not even from this world!"

Yusuke Suzuki's emotions completely erupted.

"You are nothing but a group of created beings, and I know everything you are capable of!"

"I just want to be with the person I like, why do you have to cause trouble!?"

Sparks flew from the muzzle again.

A bright red blush flashed across Vermouth's right breast.

The brain has already blocked out most of the new pain.

Vermouth's eyes opened only for a moment before returning to their narrowed state.

"That's it..."

"Then... what will become of me..."

At this point, Vermouth coughed violently twice.

Was my fate... already... predetermined?

"It should...it should...cough cough...be different from now, right?"

At this moment, Suzuki Yusuke's emotions suddenly turned cold again, and a strange smile appeared on his lips.

He pointed the gun at Vermouth's heart.

"I don't know about that. Is there anything else you'd like to ask?"

As if suddenly becoming happy, Yusuke Suzuki squatted down with great interest.

After taking a few quick breaths, Vermouth opened her already pale lips.

"Since...since it's a character..."

Am I liked by anyone?

Yusuke Suzuki brandished the pistol and finally pinpointed the location of the heart.

With the gun barrel pressed down, he gave his answer.

"Yes, and many people like you."

"including you?"

Seeing the forced smile on Vermouth's face, Yusuke Suzuki's expression gradually calmed down.

"including me."

At the same time, he pulled the trigger.

The bullet pierced his chest.

Vermouth's expression gradually softened, her mouth still opening and closing, but no sound could be uttered.

Her brain is now mobilizing her last memories, selecting the most memorable moments.

Goodbye.

Yusuke Suzuki read Vermouth's last lip movements.

Will you ever travel to another world like I did?

He slumped to the ground, his mind only briefly flashing with thoughts before going blank.

At that moment, Yusuke Suzuki suddenly felt very tired.

After a long while, he finally came to his senses.

My right palm, which was supporting me on the ground, was a little slippery.

When I looked up, my hand was covered in blood.

After clenching his fist to feel it, he extended his index finger and placed it below Vermouth's nose.

She stopped breathing.

It seems I really did kill Vermouth.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a little unreal and reached out to gently pat Vermouth's face.

"Hello...hello..."

do you died?

My skin was completely cold.

He's dead...

At that moment, a slight vibration sounded.

Yusuke Suzuki reached out and picked up the flip phone from Vermouth's arms. It was also soaked in blood, but it was still usable.

A password is required to open this.

That's good, it's a good thing that we can't see what's inside, so we don't unconsciously reveal any flaws.

However, the phone screen suddenly switched to the email interface.

A new email appeared on the screen.

【goodbye. 】

Chapter 419 Are you real?

Yusuke Suzuki's pupils contracted instantly.

He threw the phone aside and reached out to grab Vermouth's face.

But no matter how much he pulled, it was unmistakably his real face.

Judging from his bone structure and skin details, it's not like he's had plastic surgery.

This is Vermouth.

Can't go wrong.

But what about that email?

and many more......

That address seems to be Boss's.

Yusuke Suzuki quickly found his phone again, picked it up and looked at it; it was indeed Boss.

He also discovered that after exiting the email interface, he could no longer perform any operations and was required to use his computer password.

Black technology?

Yusuke Suzuki felt a little relieved.

So what should be done with the body?

After thinking for a long time, he decided to bury it on the spot.

Conan is still in the only car, and his attempt to move the body has left many traces that are impossible to clean up.

We'll bury it first, then see if we can buy the land and do some secondary processing later.

Even if that doesn't work, we can send someone else over.

Without a cell phone, he can't contact anyone now.

Speaking of which, I wonder if Numabuchi Kiichiro is dead or not.

Judging from the state of the dock, this guy's performance has already earned him his respect and trust.

By the way, if Kiichiro Numabuchi hadn't died, he would probably have fallen into the hands of the FBI, and then there would probably be a lot of trouble.

As long as I can stay alive, it's all about dealing with whatever comes my way.

After getting up and taking a look, since Vermouth had chosen the location herself, Yusuke Suzuki simply started digging on the spot.

In no time, he dug out a pit three or four meters deep.

It also has a bend inside, and the overall shape is 'L'.

With this level of manual dexterity, even an excavator would have to admit he's an expert.

After placing Vermouth's body properly, they buried the blood-stained soil even deeper.

Finally, turf was collected from several other locations.

After careful work, there were almost no problems.

To avoid looking out of place, he preferred to dig with his hands rather than break off a tree branch to use as a tool.

He was naturally covered in mud, but that didn't matter, as he wouldn't be seen by others now.

Don't worry about Conan; someone will come looking for him. If no one does, we can find a way to leave once that kid wakes up.

After glancing back at the place where Vermouth was buried, Yusuke Suzuki walked deeper into the jungle.

the other side.

Ai Haibara has already found Conan with the help of the tracking glasses, and Professor Agasa brought her here.

After checking the marks inside the car, she inexplicably looked in a certain direction.

"Ai, let's take Shinichi back."

“You guys go first,” Ai Haibara said without turning around. “I still need to find Yusuke.”

"He and that woman have disappeared without a trace; they're probably still hiding in these mountains."

Professor Agasa panicked, "You're being too reckless, jumping in like a headless fly."

"How dare you say that about me?"