The world of science is unscientific

At this moment, Vermouth spoke again.

Yusuke Suzuki gestured for the other person to continue.

But Vermouth covered her mouth and chuckled for a while, and only continued when his gaze turned unfriendly, "It also makes people stay young forever and bring them back to life, but it failed just like that."

Now it seems that the drug A that Shirley made might actually be what that person wants.

"So, I need to protect her. I really don't want to go that far right now unless it's absolutely necessary."

Yusuke Suzuki stubbed out his cigarette, which had almost burned out. "As long as you cooperate with me properly, we'll never get to that point."

Seeing that Vermouth had no intention of continuing, he knew that this was all the information she intended to reveal for now.

Ultimately, he and Vermouth had no subordinate relationship.

Faced with a woman who is not afraid of death and might even do something like one-for-one, Suzuki Yusuke dared not put on too high a pedestal.

It's just that he's always like this, and Vermouth deliberately flattered him and lowered her posture, which gave him the illusion that he was the master.

After a long silence, Yusuke Suzuki stood up and glanced down at Vermouth, who was sitting on the sofa like a beautiful snake. "I'll pick you up when you officially return to Japan next time."

"By the way, there isn't even any surveillance equipment like eavesdropping in your room. It seems you really are that beloved woman."

Upon hearing this, Vermouth rolled over and lay down on the sofa. "He's just a beloved experiment. Won't you stay for dinner?"

dinner?

Yusuke Suzuki glanced out the window instinctively. Well, it was already evening.

Okay, he lost.

Science Fiction Time is truly scientific.

"Maybe next time, I'm going back to be with my wife."

Yusuke Suzuki withdrew his gaze and left.

This time, Vermouth didn't try to stop her. She only sat up in surprise when she heard the sound of the door lock.

When I ran over to check, the door lock was completely intact.

how did you do that?

Vermouth, like a court lady, carefully examined the door lock while holding her wine glass, still unable to figure out how Suzuki Yusuke had gotten in.

Back inside, she sighed and took out a silk scarf to carefully wipe the mouth of the Vijay bottle.

It's unclear whether Suzuki Yusuke trusted her or simply didn't care about the biological information left behind.

After a while, she took the wine and poured it into her glass.

The two different liquids have been mixed.

Take a small sip.

Vermouth nodded slightly, running her fingers through her hair behind her ear, and carefully examining the wine under the light. "It tastes pretty good, at least I like it."

Chapter 653 Toughness

When he returned to the underground parking lot, Yusuke Suzuki had already put on a new disguise.

Surveillance is a magical thing; he's not like Xiao Hei, so he can't be sure he can avoid all the surveillance cameras.

I still miss the time when I first traveled here. Back then, surveillance wasn't widespread. Now, without me even realizing it, surveillance is almost everywhere.

After Suzuki Yusuke left, he tore off his disguise again and went to return the car that Vermouth had rented.

The woman used his face directly. Although he hadn't been in the newspapers much, Yusuke Suzuki considered himself a celebrity and couldn't accept having "renting a car and not returning it" listed on his resume.

After that, I took a taxi back to my apartment, took a good shower, changed into some dry clothes, and then went to Professor Agasa's house.

We arrived just in time for lunch.

He had sent a text message to Ai Haibara before he arrived, so the old man and the young girl were waiting for him.

Upon entering, he first handed the roses he had bought on the way to his wife, then rubbed her head.

The little girl was clearly surprised and happy.

Although the two had their share of sweet moments, Suzuki Yusuke rarely sent her flowers.

It was a pleasant surprise.

However... Ai Haibara still gave Yusuke Suzuki a rather intriguing look.

You don't actually think that this will stop me from asking any questions, do you?

I'm not that easy to fool!

No matter what, she at least needs to know who...who repeatedly and forcibly kissed her so many times!

Wait, what if Yusuke didn't know about this?

Ai Haibara suddenly thought of this question.

The other person doesn't know, and then you take the initiative to tell them... isn't that a bit inappropriate?

But why does my heart start racing for no reason if I don't say anything...?

Yusuke Suzuki stared into thought as he watched Ai Haibara suddenly blush and become flustered.

This reaction is not right.

"What are you thinking about?"

He raised his hand and tapped Ai Haibara on the head.

"what?"

Ai Haibara suddenly woke up, hugged the roses to her chest, and said, "N-nothing, you go to the restaurant, I'll put the flowers away and come right away."

After saying that, the little girl kicked her little legs and ran away.

Nothing much yet...

Yusuke Suzuki was speechless; this reaction clearly indicated something was amiss.

The incident stemmed from her sending flowers, but this act itself wouldn't have elicited a reaction like Ai Haibara's.

Going back a bit, after Ai Haibara received the flower, she glanced at him, and that look is easy to decipher.

My act of sending flowers was probably interpreted as a signal of trying to please someone.

So Ai Haibara must have been thinking at the time, "I need to get to the bottom of that woman's matter."

But this also wouldn't make Ai Haibara show that kind of expression.

So... well, it seems my wife was just wondering whether or not to tell him about being sexually assaulted by Vermouth.

Yusuke Suzuki himself is fairly accepting of this, after all, Vermouth is a woman.

Even if Vermouth were a man, he wouldn't take his anger out on Ai Haibara.

Having figured out the problem, Yusuke Suzuki also had a plan for the meeting to come, and stepped into the kitchen.

Upon entering, one immediately witnesses Professor Agasa sneaking a meal.

The old man was still hesitating and hadn't had a chance to make a move.

The goal is a plate of sweet and sour pork.

Professor Agasa thought it was Ai Haibara who had come in, and was so startled that he almost jumped up on the spot. After realizing it was him, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank goodness, my heart almost jumped out of my chest."

"Go ahead and eat it. It's okay to have a little bit every now and then."

Yusuke Suzuki stepped forward, pulled out a chair, and sat down confidently. "Eat without worry. If you have any problems, come to me."

"Oh? So our Yusuke is this tough."

At that moment, a clear, cold voice came from behind him.

Yusuke Suzuki: "..."

Why did you come back so quickly?

No, I have to stand up for myself today!

In the short span of half a breath, he had already thought of what to say, but unfortunately he didn't have the chance to say it.

Ai Haibara walked right over and said, "Doctor, you can eat as much as you want today, since Yusuke has been busy outside for so long before coming back."

The word 'busy' was drawn out.

To Yusuke Suzuki, it sounded like an air raid siren.

Don't panic, Suzuki Yusuke will definitely be able to explain it clearly in a moment!

Under Professor Agasa's somewhat admiring gaze, Yusuke Suzuki began the dinner.

He never expresses gratitude for the food; he just starts eating and that's it.

My wife has learned a lot of new dishes recently.

For example, Yusuke Suzuki never taught Ai Haibara how to make sweet and sour pork; he never even did it.

The taste is still authentic.

After finishing their meal, both Yusuke Suzuki and Professor Agasa were very satisfied.

After sitting in the living room for less than ten minutes, Ai Haibara took out her coat and put it on. She gave Yusuke Suzuki a look, then turned around and said, "Doctor, Yusuke and I are going for a walk. Don't keep sneaking leftovers at home, okay?"

Professor Agasa immediately objected, "With Yusuke here, there's no food left over..."

Suddenly being called upon, Suzuki Yusuke didn't know what to say and silently got up to follow Haibara Ai's steps.

It was 8:23 PM.

A cool breeze was blowing.

The streetlights' neat, slanted beams of light stretched forward along the road.

It looks familiar.

Yusuke Suzuki and Ai Haibara walked side by side. After a while, Ai Haibara took the initiative to ask, "Can you tell me about her identity?"

Inquiries were met only with silence.