Ke Xue: Mastering Observation Haki at the start

The weather was already gloomy, and she remembered that the lights had been on just now.

But now, all is dark, as if night has fallen.

And... where did Jia Chen go?

Ai Haibara walked towards the living room wearing slippers that were a size too big.

The entire room was silent, a silence that made her feel somewhat frightened.

Why would someone be afraid?

"Found you... Sherry!" A cold, deep voice echoed in the darkness, like the whisper of a demon from hell.

Upon hearing that cold yet familiar voice, Ai Haibara's pupils contracted involuntarily, and she trembled as she looked behind her, her body shaking uncontrollably, like prey being watched by a predator...

Behind her, a silver-haired man wearing a black trench coat and a top hat was pointing a gun at her.

Vodka grinned from side to side, a blinding glint in his eyes reflected in his sunglasses...

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Familiar footsteps approached from outside the door, stopping at the door... and the doorknob slowly turned.

"The game is over, Sherry." Gin revealed a cruel smile, his dark green pupils revealing murderous intent. "How about we celebrate our reunion with your favorite crimson, Sherry?"

"No!!!" Ai Haibara's pupils contracted, an unprecedented sense of fear engulfing her like a raging tide.

The door was slowly pushed open.

'Bang!

With a gunshot, Ai Haibara froze, watching helplessly as the bullet traced a tragic arc through Gatsuki's neck, blood slowly trickling down his neck.

At the last moment, Jia Chen, who was standing still, seemed to sense something and tried to dodge...

But the sudden firing caused his all-out effort to only tremble slightly.

"No, no, no..." Ai Haibara suddenly opened her eyes, sat up in bed, her body almost soaked in sweat.

Looking at the familiar surroundings and bedding, Ai Haibara sat there for a moment, unaware that a thick mist was welling up in her icy blue eyes, and water droplets were dripping onto the back of her hand...

"It was just a nightmare..." Ai Haibara reached out and touched her face. "Thank goodness it was just a nightmare..."

She glanced instinctively to the side of the bed and realized that Jia Chen wasn't there...

Ai panicked slightly. She reached out and pinched her arm, only to find it hurt...

She picked up her phone to call Jia Chen, but stopped... and then sent Jia Chen a text message instead.

Tokyo International Airport.

The classic Porsche 356A and Mercedes-Benz G-Class are parked steadily in the parking lot.

The airport is bustling with people, including many classic car enthusiasts.

They wanted to go up and take a look at the car, but when they saw the owner, they immediately gave up the idea.

The black trench coat paired with a bowler hat exuded a menacing aura.

A tall man stood to the side, his eyes lowered as he looked at his phone. He didn't seem to have any murderous intent, but there was a heavy sense of oppression, as if a storm was brewing.

Gin's icy demeanor visibly softened, and he clearly enjoyed the surprised looks from the crowd.

He turned his head and glanced warily at Galliano beside him.

"Chatting with a woman again?" Gin said, leaning against the car, taking out a cigarette, putting it in his mouth, and lighting it.

"You're overthinking it." Jia Chen tapped out a few self-made emojis, sent them, and put away her phone. "I'm not that kind of person."

"Heh..." Gin sneered, "Don't take it too seriously. If you do this kind of thing too often, you'll arouse suspicion."

Gin knew perfectly well that Galliano probably used some method to seduce that married woman and then make them kill each other to satisfy his perverse desires.

Most of the distillery's members, except for him, are mentally unstable: Vodka is a fan of celebrities, Chiandi is prone to erratic behavior, Cohen is socially awkward, and Calvados Tian is a womanizer...

Gin usually doesn't interfere too much, but Galiano's quirks are indeed a bit strange, and there's a risk of them being exposed.

Upon hearing Gin's words, Jia Chen's gaze turned cold for a moment, assuming the other had discovered something...

But when he looked up, he saw that Gin's dark green pupils revealed an expression that said, "I have seen through everything."

Jia Chen:

“You’re overthinking it,” Jia Chen repeated, stating the facts.

Gin's lips curled into a slight, cold smile.

Seeing Jia Chen's cold and impatient behavior, was he feeling somewhat unhappy because he had discovered her true motives?

As expected, my guess was correct.

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Gin suddenly felt a strange sense of accomplishment.

A few minutes later...

Vodka returned with a young, beautiful woman wearing sunglasses.

The woman, 530, was wearing a black V-neck low-cut dress with a purple velvet sweater draped over it.

However, nothing could hide her slender figure, which, as she walked, outlined a striking curve, revealing glimpses of her snow-white chest.

Gin didn't say anything when he saw the other person, opened the door of the Porsche 356A and sat in the back seat.

“Vermouth, which car are you in?” Vodka asked.

"I'd like to ride in the new member's car..." Vermouth gave a tempting smile. "After all, we should get to know each other..."

Vodka glanced at Galliano, his eyes blinking rapidly behind his sunglasses, as if to say, 'This woman is dangerous.'

After giving the hint, he got back into the car.

"Get in the car." Jia Chen sat in the driver's seat.

Vermouth also pulled out the passenger seat and got in.

“Galiano, I’ve heard you’re quite something.” Vermouth took off her sunglasses and asked in a slightly provocative tone.

"Good to know." Jia Chen replied calmly.

After a moment of silence, Vermouth looked at Gachen in the driver's seat.

His expression was utterly indifferent, and... he showed absolutely no interest in himself.

The cold, piercing light emanating from his pupils was so intense that even his invisible, color-changing pupils couldn't conceal it.

Chapter 141 Vermouth: A Strangely Warm Feeling

"There's no need to hide anything from me, is there?" Vermouth blinked. "That gentleman showed me your file."

"Is that so?" Jia Chen said, her voice returning to normal. "It seems that gentleman still values ​​you quite a bit."

Vermouth did not respond to Gachen, leaning back lazily in her chair, her gaze fixed on the receding scenery outside the window.

He harbored a sense of wariness towards Galiano.

One reason he returned was because Sherry had defected, but the most important reason was... Galiano was too close to his angel.

Not only that, the information she gathered also included... Gin had also met with an angel.

This is dangerous for her.

People that gentleman approves of are basically cold-blooded and ruthless.

With Shinichi Kudo's disappearance, the situation is very bad.

If Galliano discovers something...

Vermouth lowered her head, concealing the murderous intent in her eyes.

"Is there something you're unhappy about with me?" Jia Chen's voice rang out in the quiet car.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the car slammed on the brakes.

Vermouth was startled and turned to look at Gachen, a smile spreading across her face. "Galiano, you..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Vermouth's pupils contracted slightly.

Her years as a secret agent made her suddenly realize that Jia Chen's gaze was slowly becoming dangerous.

"Your gaze just now was very strange," Jia Chen said calmly, looking at Vermouth. "There's something dangerous about it."

As for the other party, Jia Chen also knew... his target after returning was Shirley.

In the process of investigating Sherry's whereabouts, they also unexpectedly learned about the side effects of aptx4869.

This will put you in a passive position.

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Should we just kill her now...?

Vermouth, in the passenger seat, broke out in a cold sweat. When she saw Galiano staring at her with cold, indifferent eyes, she immediately guessed what he wanted to do.

She instantly recalled that man's assessment of Galliano: aside from his loyalty to the organization, he was ruthless and cold-blooded when it came to anything that conflicted with the organization's interests—and that was considered good.