Ke Xue: Mastering Observation Haki at the start

Jia Chen was stunned. He saw Ai Haibara's delicate and perfect face very close to his, her light blue eyes looking at him with a hint of pink. They could both feel each other's warm breath.

After a moment of silence, Jia Chen took the initiative to attack.

Feeling the soft, warm sensation... the entanglement between souls, delicate and tender...

About three minutes later, the two separated.

Jia Chen reached out and gently stopped Ai, who was still trying to hug him. "Ahem... Ai, I have something to do. Wait for me to come back."

"Hmm..." Ai Haibara nodded, her cheeks flushed, then stared blankly at Gatsuki.

At this moment, Jia Chen, wearing a black trench coat, went downstairs.

Then I felt a gaze upon me, very faint, but still perceptible.

Jia Chen smelled that faint apple scent again...

However, he didn't see through her disguise. Instead, he got into the car, changed his clothes, and drove towards Shinichi Kudo's mansion.

Vermouth, with her eyebrows furrowed, was watching Garchen from the sidelines.

She didn't dare get too close to Jia Chen's apartment; she could only keep watch from downstairs.

What was Galliano doing upstairs just now?

Was he reporting to the organization? Or was he planning how to arrest Shinichi Kudo?

Vermouth was completely baffled and her mood became somewhat depressed.

Either way, it's bad news for both her Angel and Shinichi Kudo.

She drove after it.

Shinichi Kudo's residence...

A man in a black overcoat stood indifferently beside a dark street. A black top hat weighed down his messy hair, and his disguised hair seemed a bit long, slightly obscuring his eyes.

Especially her eyes; even with strands of hair covering them, they couldn't hide their icy coldness, which seemed to emanate from the depths of her eyes.

Jia Chen lit a cigarette on the spot, silently waiting for Vermouth to arrive.

He had already guessed what Vermouth would do: impersonate Shinichi Kudo. If he investigated and discovered it was Vermouth, Shinichi Kudo wouldn't be found to be alive, and the situation would remain uncertain...

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At this moment, Vermouth is lurking in Shinichi Kudo's house.

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Judging by the timeline... Shinichi Kudo has already turned back into Conan, so all I need to do is pretend to be Shinichi Kudo to investigate.

Galliano probably won't do anything to me.

Vermouth put on Shinichi Kudo's face, wore the Teitan High School uniform, walked out of the room, closed the door, and went downstairs as if she were in her own home.

After going downstairs, Vermouth noticed a cold-looking man in the alley. Sure enough, as she expected, Galiano had come.

Anyone who sees a person suddenly appear after death would be tempted to investigate.

......

Vermouth breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, she was at the school festival at the time, otherwise... if Shinichi Kudo had shown even the slightest weakness, Galiano would have caught him.

And...especially that voice, "Gagachen Gege..."

Thinking about this, Vermouth was somewhat speechless.

Ten minutes later...

Vermouth walked into the shadows of the alley, perfectly concealing herself in the darkness thanks to her years of experience as a secret agent and her slender figure.

She reached out to touch Jia Chen's gun...

Then pull it out to scare him...

boom!

Vermouth was suddenly struck hard on the back of the neck, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.

I felt something hard pressing against my back, and before I passed out, I was still wondering... when exactly was this?

"Heh... Vermouth." Jia Chen put away the baton... He still preferred using the baton to ambush people.

After putting away the baton, Jia Chen squatted down and peeled off the silicone mask from Vermouth's face, revealing her delicate features.

After thinking for a moment, Jia Chen tied up Vermouth, carried her, and then threw her into the trunk of the car...

However, Vermouth's mental fortitude was exceptionally strong; she actually woke up immediately after being hit by the baton.

"Galiano... what are you doing?" Vermouth felt the man's cold gaze and instantly knew that this was the closest she had ever come to death.

She overlooked the most important point...

Galiano has mental health issues!

Chapter 227: Vodka's Guess

"What are you doing?" Jia Chen stared coldly at Vermouth, pulled out a pistol, and pressed it against her cheek, causing her face to cave in. "What are you doing in Shinichi Kudo's house?"

"Oh...you didn't know..." Vermouth asked tentatively, and seeing that the other party didn't make any move, she continued, "Because there's a target I need to contact using Shinichi Kudo's identity."

"And... could you please move the gun away?" Vermouth raised her hands, looking delicate. "Your gun is almost in my mouth, don't you know... this is very impolite."

It must be said that Vermouth is beautiful from every angle; even a slight glance is captivating.

However, she encountered Jia Chen... a Jia Chen devoid of emotion.

Jia Chen didn't speak, silently moving the gun away... "570"

This is the rule; after all, Vermouth is the one who is directly in contact with him, and Jia Chen has no right to ask too many questions about what she is investigating.

Furthermore, Vermouth held a high position within the organization, and coincidentally, she was also an instigator of internal strife.

This is really interesting. I wonder what Vermouth will think when she finds out that Ran Mouri and Conan have joined the organization together?

“I’m still sorry… I made you misunderstand.” Vermouth smiled. “So… can you untie me now?”

"Are you afraid of me?" Jia Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Vermouth. "Afraid of what... or have you discovered something?"

With his Observation Haki, he could keenly sense that Vermouth was developing a sense of fear.

What am I afraid of him for...? I'm afraid he'll discover Conan's true identity.

Or are they afraid he'll kill Vermouth?

Or perhaps... Vermouth discovered that she was neither human nor like a human.

After all, if he were at his full power, his appearance would be... a group of black Armament Haki like giant snakes swirling around him, plus the desolate pupil tattoo on his chest...

It certainly doesn't resemble a human; to be precise... it's a god or a demon.

“Why do you say that?” Vermouth’s eyes twitched a few times as she tried to break free of the ropes. “You tied me up here, my clothes disheveled, and you ask me why I’m afraid of you.”

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Because Galiano removed the disguise mask, and also damaged the prop on his chest while carrying him.

This has caused her cushioning to malfunction, her breasts have popped out, bursting out of her clothes, and she's still tightly bound.

And so far, the other party has shown no intention of untying her.

"You don't have some weird fetish, do you?" Vermouth blinked, staring at Galiano. "If you do, I'm happy to play along."

Jia Chen paused for a few seconds without speaking... looking at Vermouth with a serious expression.

Observation Haki continuously stimulated Vermouth's emotions, attempting to break down her defenses.

Simply put... brainwashing.

To make the other party completely loyal to you like a pet... but your current Observation Haki is not yet capable of that.

Especially for idealists like core members of an organization... idealists who never waver in their principles.

Like Gin... his ideals have become an obsession, and he has always adhered to his principles without wavering.

Feeling the other person's cold gaze, Vermouth's heart sank to the bottom...

As expected, the other party had no intention of untying the ropes...

Vermouth wasn't foolish enough to think the other person would be coy with her... If only that were the case.

The key issue is that the other party is sick... I really can't bear to see her like this; Vermouth is going to perish here today.

She flipped her wrist, lay on her side on the ground, and slid her phone down... tapping it a few times.

On a Porsche 356A.

"Something's wrong! Big brother... Vermouth sent a distress message," Vodka said after seeing his phone.

"What!?" Gin's dark green pupils widened. "Stupid woman, was the other party caught by the FBI, the police, or an undercover agent? Where is it?"

In that instant, Gin's mind flashed to fifty members, including those within the organization who might be undercover agents.

“She said she was tied up by Galiano,” Vodka said. “And Galiano seems to be having an episode.”

“Galiano…” Gin hesitated for a moment, “Then he should be fine.”

“Brother…” Vodka began, “Have you forgotten that Galiano has some mental issues? Last time in the simulation training room…”