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

Hearing Kitagawa Taki say that, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Kitagawa Taki then said, "Chikage, give me Charlie's gun."

Kuroba Chikage obediently handed the gun to Kitagawa Taki.

Kaito Kuroba's eyebrows twitched. When did his mother and Taki Kitagawa become so close?

Thinking about the nightmare he had just had, he couldn't help but feel worried.

Just then, Conan finally woke up from his nightmare.

After a few seconds of dazed silence, he glared fiercely at Kitagawa Taki: "Kitagawa...Taki!!"

Conan kept struggling.

Kitagawa Taki said coldly, "What's wrong with you, kid?"

What did this kid experience in the illusion? It seems to be related to him.

Chapter 380 Heart-to-Heart Talk

Kitagawa Taki took Vermouth to his car, and left the police to Kuroba Chikage.

Because Vermouth was knocked unconscious by him, she has not woken up for a long time.

Judging from their condition, the illusions they experienced were probably terrifying scenes.

Kitagawa Taki helped Vermouth remove her hood; perhaps due to the illusion, her hair was slightly damp.

He wiped her sweat with a handkerchief; to be honest, this was the first time he had looked at Vermouth so closely.

With delicate features, arched eyebrows, a straight nose, fiery red lips, and flowing blonde hair, she possesses a unique and sexy charm that is characteristic of mature women.

At this moment, however, her brows were furrowed and her face was somewhat pale.

Whether it was Kitagawa Taki's movements that startled her, Vermouth's eyelids trembled slightly, and she finally woke up.

"woke up?"

Vermouth's pupils contracted, and she adopted a defensive posture, shrinking back further and further.

Kitagawa Taki saw fear in her eyes.

What is it that makes a woman like Vermouth so afraid?

"Are you alright?" Kitagawa Taki tentatively reached out his hand.

"Don't touch me!" Vermouth cried out instinctively, arms crossed.

Kitagawa Taki withdrew his hand, started the car, and drove down the mountain.

……

"I'm sorry." Vermouth seemed to have come to her senses and spoke up first.

"fine."

Kitagawa Taki glanced at Vermouth out of the corner of her eye. Although she was no longer terrified, she still looked somewhat lost and disoriented, a stark contrast to her usual composed self.

Although he was very curious about what Vermouth had experienced in the illusion, he did not ask at this moment.

A few minutes later, Kitagawa Taki drove the car into the parking lot. "We've arrived."

Vermouth looked up at the window and saw a hotel.

Kitagawa Taki explained, "I think you need to take a shower now."

He noticed that Vermouth's clothes were soaked when he wiped her sweat earlier.

Vermouth nodded silently; she was indeed feeling very uncomfortable.

The two got out of the car together and walked into the hotel lobby.

Kitagawa Taki only booked one room.

……

bathroom.

Vermouth lay in the bathtub, afraid to close her eyes, lest she fall back into that nightmare.

Over the years, she has dreamed of those terrifying scenes countless times.

Cigarettes and strong liquor became her best tools for relieving stress.

None of those dreams felt as real as today's.

It felt like going back to that time all over again.

Nevertheless, she has never shown her vulnerable side to anyone, not even to this day!

……

Kitagawa Taki waited outside for over an hour before Vermouth finally came out of the bathroom.

She was only wrapped in a bath towel and silently walked over to sit down next to Kitagawa Taki.

After a moment, Kitagawa Taki broke the silence: "Can you tell me about it?"

Vermouth took a deep breath. She thought a lot in the bathroom and made a decision.

Do you know why I don't like the Miyano sisters?

She asked a question in return, and then gave her answer: "Actually, it has nothing to do with them. It's more like hating the house because of the crows."

“You should know that their parents were also researchers in the organization. They were tasked with developing a drug called ‘Silver Bullet,’ and I was one of the human test subjects back then.”

At this point, Vermouth's voice was flat, as if she were stating something unrelated to her; only her eyes betrayed her.

She continued, "My appearance has not changed since then."

"Perhaps this is something many women dream of."

A flicker of pain crossed her eyes. "But if I had a choice, even without those experiments, I wouldn't have taken that drug."

She wasn't entirely a cold-blooded person; outside of the Black Organization, she had friends and a life of her own.

But because of that drug, she could only watch her friends grow old, and in order to keep the secret, she had to change her identity.

Now, she only has one friend left: Yukiko Fujimine.

Vermouth looked at Kitagawa Taki: "You must have heard from Sherry about the rumors that I have a connection with the organization's boss, right?"

Kitagawa Taki nodded slightly.

"Actually, I am Karasuma Renya's adopted daughter, but did he ever treat me like a daughter?" Vermouth chuckled self-deprecatingly. "I don't even know if he's still alive!"

"I deliberately spread this rumor back then. Although it didn't achieve my goal, it made my situation in the organization less bad."

She paused for a moment, then continued, "'That gentleman' was also an orphan he adopted. We were trained together when we were young, for only a few years. I haven't seen him since, so I don't know his current identity or where he is."

Kitagawa Taki raised an eyebrow. Was this really the truth?

Vermouth's background is complicated. Born an orphan, she was trained from a young age to work for the Black Organization. Although she is the boss's adopted daughter, she is used as an experimental subject.

It's not surprising that she wanted to leave the organization.

“I’ve had the idea of ​​leaving the organization for a long time, but as you know, it’s not that easy. I can’t cooperate with the FBI and other organizations. I’ve killed a lot of their people for the organization, and many people want me dead.”

"After Bourbon appeared, I found that he really wanted to improve his status in the organization, so I used this as leverage to start a cooperation with him."

"But this cooperation didn't last long." Vermouth smiled slightly. "Meeting you, Kitagawa, was something I never expected. What I didn't expect even more was your special ability."

"But to be honest, I didn't want to place all my hopes on you back then. Later, you gave me more and more surprises. If I am ever able to leave the organization, it will definitely be with your help."

Seeing that the atmosphere had eased up a bit, Kitagawa Taki joked, "I'm suddenly feeling a little sad. Is it just because of the special power I possess?"

Vermouth scoffed and frowned, "Do you think I'm a frivolous and promiscuous woman? Getting so close to any man?"

Upon hearing this, Kitagawa Taki laughed and shifted his position closer to Vermouth.

He reached out and put his arm around Vermouth's waist, whispering his promise: "Don't worry, I'll help you break free from the Black Organization completely!"

Vermouth didn't speak or interrupt Kitagawa Taki's intimate behavior; she simply stared intently into Kitagawa Taki's eyes.

Then, he smiled and said, "I believe you!"

Her stunningly beautiful face was right in front of me, her alluring red lips and fair neck were clearly visible.

The atmosphere gradually heated up, and Kitagawa Taki slowly leaned closer...

Chapter 381 How can you drink without a cup?

cold.

Perhaps due to her constitution, even though Vermouth had just come out of the bath, her lips were still somewhat cold.

Despite how boldly she jokes with Kitagawa Taki in normal times, she still falls short when it comes to real action, and is completely guided by Kitagawa Taki throughout.

Kitagawa Taki reached out to untie his towel, but Vermouth grabbed his hand and then pushed him away with a slight push of her right hand.

Vermouth's face was slightly flushed, her breathing was rapid, and her chest heaved. The thin bath towel could hardly conceal her impressive cleavage.

She suppressed her excitement and asked with a smile, "Aren't you curious about how old I am?"

This matter was a knot in her heart. Although she knew that Kitagawa Taki had hooked up with Yukiko, Yukiko was only in her thirties.

And she, to put it bluntly, could be Kitagawa Taki's mother.

The last time I jokingly brought up Mary Akai, it was also to try and find out what Taki Kitagawa thought.

When Kitagawa Taki thought Vermouth was about to say something after pushing him away, he nonchalantly replied, "Age is not a problem for me."

No amount of talk can compare to the power of action.

He reached out his left hand to hold Vermouth's legs, and with his right hand supporting her from behind, he lifted her up in his arms.

Vermouth obediently placed her hand on the back of Kitagawa Taki's neck.

Kitagawa Taki, holding her in his arms, kicked open the bedroom door...

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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