Ke Xue: Mastering Observation Haki at the start

A demon devoid of emotion, almost human-like, has appeared in society, and in a rather high position... Vermouth doesn't even dare to imagine what will happen if she continues to ignore it.

Moreover... Vermouth knew that demons could not coexist with humans.

She witnessed firsthand the expression on Galliano's face as he wiped out the FBI agents.

If it were filled with murderous intent, it wouldn't have frightened Vermouth, but her pale red eyes were filled with indifference.

This indifference is arrogance towards reality, disdain for the world, and a trampling of life.

It was like looking at an ant; there was no emotional fluctuation whatsoever.

Do you feel guilty after stepping on an ant?

"Or perhaps... he's a threat to you?" Gin asked again.

Vermouth did not speak.

Gin is right, Galiano is too close to her angel.

If it had nothing to do with her, she wouldn't have so many thoughts, because she herself was trapped in an organization called the Demon and couldn't get out...

"I didn't do anything that would affect the organization's interests," Vermouth shrugged, feigning indifference.

“Only your own heart knows best,” Gin said coldly. “You may not believe it, but Galiano may seem cold, but he is actually very perceptive and sensitive, and he always knows what you are thinking.”

“I know that best,” Vodka added. “Every time I make eye contact with Galiano, I feel a chill, as if he can see through my thoughts. But in the game, I can have the upper hand.”

"Are you sure you're not losing because you're scared? As for that thing in the game... I've heard about it too." Vermouth rolled her eyes dramatically.

"Hmph, how could that be?" Vodka said. "If it were anyone else, I wouldn't be so afraid. But what can I do? Galiano is a bit like my older brother."

Vodka was never afraid of anyone, except his older brother.

As a core member of the Black Organization, he is not someone that can be intimidated by just anyone.

Vermouth remained silent, lost in thought with her head down.

Her sixth sense told her that Galliano was bewitching her... trying to turn her into his slave, a slave who couldn't even muster the slightest thought of resistance.

While Vermouth was pondering, Gin had already picked up the phone and called Galiano.

"What's wrong?" Galiano's voice was calm on the other end of the phone.

Vermouth tried to raise her hand to stop him after hearing this, but it was too late.

Fear resurfaced, this time stemming from the thought of what Galliano might do to Ran.

“It’s Vermouth. She said you’re a demon and that you want to destroy humanity,” Gin said calmly.

“…” Galiano was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone.

Gin could imagine the turmoil that was churning in Galiano's mind.

In a modern society, Vermouth, as a core member of an organization and a relatively high-ranking individual, is constantly acting strangely and eccentrically.

“She’s overthinking it. I’m just an ordinary person,” Galliano said after a moment of silence.

Gin: "...

Seemingly aware of Gin's silence and distrust, Galliano added, "He's just an ordinary person with ideals."

“She also said you burned those FBI rats to ashes…” Gin said, “and your whole body was engulfed in some unknown black flame, like a demon.”

“That’s my fault, you know I’m cautious,” Galliano said calmly, sitting up subconsciously.

Gin nodded in agreement.

Galliano was indeed cautious enough, always reducing his opponents to ashes... his methods were extremely cruel, even making Gin feel a little guilty.

Furthermore, Vermouth said the other person's speed was inhuman, and he paid 86#07&38o4㈤, so one can probably guess...

The success of the drug experiment represents a significant breakthrough in the organization's biotechnology. Although only one of them and one inferior product succeeded, it is still considered scientific.

As for the black flames, that was purely a lie told by Vermouth to exaggerate the facts.

After all, nine out of ten of this woman's statements are lies, and the tenth one is completely useless.

Gin, lost in thought, suddenly became concerned about Galiano's situation. "The FBI has been watching you lately? Are you alright?"

Galliano's true identity is currently unknown to the FBI and even the Public Security Bureau, which is why he can travel freely, serve as the company's president, and act as a consultant to the Metropolitan Police Department.

It would be very troublesome if my identity were leaked.

At least Galiano will no longer have the opportunity to appear in public.

“It’s alright. Those FBI agents guessed it, but they can only report it from hell.” Galliano said calmly. “Actually, I didn’t want this either… If anyone’s to blame, it’s them for standing against all of humanity.”

Gin's lips twitched. Here we go again.

"That's good... The organization will send high-ranking officials from the Metropolitan Police Department to pressure them to close the case as soon as possible regarding that bombing. Be as careful as possible," Gin instructed.

"Well, anyway, I'm still very upset that Vermouth suspects me like this." Although he said this, Galliano's tone remained unchanged. "It would be best if you could explain it clearly; misunderstandings can make things worse."

"Didn't you explain it to her?" Gin rubbed his temples.

He even has to resolve disputes among the organization's members; it's exhausting!

“Ha…I explained it to her, but obviously she didn’t accept it,” Galliano said. “She probably hates me.”

After saying that, Galliano hung up the phone and lay down on the large white bed.

He glanced at Shiho, whose delicate, fair face was furrowed, as if she were having a nightmare, her face occasionally showing anxiety and unease.

Jia Chen gently touched the other person's face...

The girl reached out and hugged Jia Chen tightly. Her anxious expression gradually faded with the hug, and she returned to calm.

Jia Chen carefully embraced the other person, and soon... fell into a deep sleep.

the other side...

Vermouth almost choked after hearing the conversation.

Why does Galliano sound like he's the victim?

What else has she explained?

They tied her up, put a gun to her mouth, and coldly threatened her to explain?

With that sassy, ​​teasing tone, does Gin really believe the other person at 2.7?

“It’s just a misunderstanding, Vermouth.” Gin instructed the bartender to order a Galliano.

"He was really engulfed in flames and destroyed a car, do you believe it?" Vermouth frowned.

“I believe…” Gin took a sip of Galiano, looking indifferent. “It’s you who’s being unreasonable. He has no intention of hurting you. As long as you’re still a member of the organization, he would never hurt you.”

"You really believe him that much? You don't believe me, do you?" Vermouth took a few steps back and gave Gin a deep look. "Fine, then you can side with him."

After saying that, he burst through the door and left.

It seems that Gin has been bewitched by the devil... and so has Vodka.

It is unknown whether other members of the organization have been harmed.

Vermouth felt a chill run down her spine after thinking about this.

If she were to be bewitched herself, she might not even realize it... it was a gradual, subtle influence, something she wouldn't even notice.

If you were to actually become like a pet, kneeling before the other person, swaying your hips, begging for forgiveness for your previous questioning of them...

That was truly... Vermouth dared not even think about it.

Chapter 312 gives people a special feeling.

The next day, at six o'clock in the morning

After getting up and tidying up, I found that Shiho had shrunk... and become a certain brown-haired loli.

When 5 (30) < 190 (9) it is because it shrinks in its sleep.

She felt no discomfort. This was partly due to her Observation Haki influencing her emotions, and partly because Ai's health had improved considerably.

There was absolutely no pain like Conan experiences when he transforms into his adult form. 8

Because she suddenly shrunk, she was only wearing a much larger nightgown, revealing her fair collarbones. Her pants had completely fallen off, leaving only the oversized nightgown, which looked quite adorable. 6

After observing for a while by the bedside...

He went to the training room and began to familiarize himself with his abilities. 7

Yes, he has always worked this hard, and he believes that adding points to his soul power is his superpower. 3

He relied primarily on his own efforts, supplemented by skill points, to gradually reach his current semi-invincible level. 8

Jia Chen firmly believed that he had reached this level not simply by adding skill points.

After finishing training, I sensed the room and saw that Ai was still sleeping in...4

He simply went to the kitchen and prepared breakfast.

I made a little extra because I was going to see Ran Mouri.

After it was all over, Ai had already woken up...

22 "I just woke up... Wait a minute, I'll make breakfast." Ai stood on a small stool, brushing her teeth.

“I’m all ready,” Jia Chen said with half-moon eyes. “I didn’t get up until the sun was high in the sky, otherwise I would have starved to death.”