Solving cases with Detective Conan's science? No, I'm a cultivator!

Kitagawa Taki quickly formed a unique seal, instantly amplifying his speed and power, and snatched the pistol with lightning speed.

The situation reversed instantly, and Kitagawa Taki, holding a gun, looked at Vermouth with a smile.

Vermouth was somewhat taken aback. She never expected that this seemingly ordinary young man, who was only somewhat handsome, would be able to snatch the gun from her hand.

Although she was injured and her judgment and reaction time were not what they used to be.

And what exactly is that strange handprint?

Vermouth had no choice but to slowly raise her hand, searching for an opportunity to break the deadlock.

dong dong dong~

The urgent knocking drew their attention.

Kitagawa Taki, now more cautious, gestured with his gun to Vermouth to hide in the bathroom, then tucked the gun behind his waist and checked Vermouth for any marks she might have left.

Only after confirming that there were no problems did I open the door.

There were two men outside the door.

"Sir, we are the FBI, and we are hunting down the 'Highway Demon.' He appears to have entered this apartment building. Have you heard anything?"

As the man in the suit spoke, he took out his identification and showed it to Kitagawa Taki.

"I didn't hear anything. And if that killer is really in the apartment building, you'd better catch him quickly!"

Kitagawa Taki glanced at the man behind the man in the suit; this man exuded an even stronger murderous aura than Vermouth.

He's tall and handsome, but he's still a bit short of being able to catch up with him.

Wearing a knitted hat, a black collared jacket, and black trousers, with a few strands of curly hair peeking out from under the hat.

Kitagawa Taki then recognized the man in black as Shuichi Akai.

Shuichi Akai was also observing the situation in Kitagawa Taki's room.

The person was an ordinary person, and everything inside the house was normal, with no traces such as bloodstains.

The only thing that bothered Shuichi Akai was that Taki Kitagawa was too indifferent after learning that the "Highway Demon" had entered the apartment building.

"May I see your identification?"

Shuichi Akai has a very distinctive voice.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't get me wrong, it's just a routine check."

Kitagawa Taki took out his student visa, and Akai Shuichi examined it carefully but found no problems.

"Thank you for your cooperation. Please contact the police if you have any questions."

After saying that, Shuichi Akai and his companion left.

"Mr. Akai, why do you need to check that person's identification?"

"He was a little too calm compared to the average person, but that's not important."

Akai Hideaki lit a cigarette. He had already injured the Highway Demon, and if the wound wasn't treated soon, it would be difficult for him to survive.

A large number of police officers have also been deployed nearby. As long as the highway demon remains within the encirclement, he will have no chance of escape.

……

The Kitagawa family.

Vermouth emerged from the bathroom clutching her wound, which appeared to be in serious condition.

Why did you save me?

Kitagawa Taki's gaze was intense, seemingly piercing through Vermouth's human skin mask. "You're not the Highway Demon. The real Highway Demon is probably already dead, isn't he?!"

Vermouth was taken aback at first, then forced a smile.

What's wrong with young people these days? First, she encountered her friend's son, Shinichi Kudo, who had a keen eye for detail; then, while casually seeking refuge in an apartment, she ran into this mysterious young man...

"I think you should treat your wound first, rather than worrying about that!"

As he spoke, Kitagawa Taki brought a first-aid kit from the room.

"Thank you!" Vermouth walked into the room with the first-aid kit.

A short while later, Vermouth emerged after simple bandaging. As for the bullet and other debris, those required professional handling.

Vermouth asked curiously, "How did you know I wasn't the Highway Demon?"

Kitagawa Taki was fiddling with the gun. "Your ankle, that's not a man's ankle."

Vermouth glanced down and chuckled to herself; it was indeed her oversight.

He paused for a moment, then asked, "What's your name?"

"Kitagawa Taki."

"Was that hand gesture just now some kind of Yin-Yang magic?"

You can understand it this way.

The art of Yin and Yang originated from an ancient Eastern country, and Kitagawa Taki had not yet learned about the mysteries of this world, so he could only make excuses.

"So these things really exist!" Vermouth had encountered many Onmyoji, exorcists, and spirit mediums and had some understanding of them, but they were all charlatans.

"Can you give me back my gun?"

"Can I borrow it for a few days?"

“If you want a gun, this one is yours.” With that, Vermouth pulled a pocket pistol from her pocket.

Kitagawa Taki recognized this gun; it was a Browning M1906, a unique "palm grenade."

"Looks like I was naive to think that taking your gun would eliminate the danger!" Kitagawa Taki took the pocket pistol.

That's true. How could someone like Vermouth only carry one gun?

Vermouth smiled faintly. "Mr. Kitagawa, may I borrow a few of your clothes?"

"can."

Before long, Vermouth appeared as a handsome young man.

Kitagawa Taki exclaimed, "Tsk tsk~ Your disguise is absolutely amazing."

However, once he cultivates his divine sense, no matter how strong Vermouth's disguise is, it will be useless in front of him.

"Goodbye, mysterious Mr. Kitagawa!"

With that, Vermouth prepared to leave.

Kitagawa Taki called out to her, "Wait! Aren't you going to show your true colors, ma'am?"

Vermouth, however, had no intention of removing the human skin mask. Instead, she leaned close to her ear and spoke in her original voice:

"A Secret Makes A Woman Woman."

Chapter 3 The Legend of Mermaid Island

Vermouth is gone.

Kitagawa Taki, however, felt a sense of unease.

At least use your real face when you're whispering!

With a man's face and a mature, sophisticated voice, it's just too much to bear.

He was playing with the miniature pistol that Vermouth had given him; the gun was smaller than his palm.

He has only two weeks left before graduating and returning to China, and he will definitely bring this pistol with him.

The "Primordial Immortal Manual" contains a useful Taoist technique called "Universe in the Sleeve".

This technique can be applied to objects, creating a space within them. This space expands as one's cultivation level increases, but it can only store inanimate objects.

In fact, the "Primordial Immortal Manual" records the methods for making storage rings and storage bags, but the corresponding materials for making these items are simply not available in the Dharma-ending Age.

Kitagawa Taki wasn't sure if these materials existed in the Detective Conan world; he could only wait and verify them later.

……

Two weeks later, Kitagawa Taki completed his studies in the United States and prepared to return to Japan.

He has already mastered the "Hidden Universe in the Sleeve" technique and bought a bracelet to serve as a carrier, but the storage space is still very limited, only the size of a palm, but it can still hold a miniature pistol.

……

Tokyo Haneda Airport.

"Taki!"

A bald, overweight middle-aged man is waving.

Kitagawa Taki recognized him at a glance, "Doctor!"

In his memory, he had always called Professor Agasa "Professor" since he was a child.

The two quickly found Professor Agasa's car—a yellow Volkswagen Beetle.

"Doctor, are you really not planning to get a new car?"

As far as Kitagawa Taki is concerned, Professor Agasa's car has never been changed.

Dr. Agasa scratched his head. "Haha, I'm not changing this car."

He then asked, "Taki, are you settling down in Japan this time?"

"Ah."

Have you decided what kind of job you want to do?

"I haven't decided yet."

After a moment's thought, Dr. Agasa said, "I remember you always wanted to be a teacher."

"Have you ever considered becoming a teacher? I have some connections at Teitan University, all you need to do is get a teaching certificate."

Being a teacher was indeed one of the professions that his predecessor had hoped to pursue, so Kitagawa Taki couldn't refuse Professor Agasa's kind offer.