No one understands the laws of Collider better than me.

Trying to overcome her grief over her father's death, she looked at Vermouth in front of her, their eyes meeting. However, they only shook hands briefly and didn't continue talking.

"Let's go, I want to eat ramen tonight."

"Hmm, no problem. I remember there's a pretty famous ramen shop right in front of the station."

Watching Evelyn's retreating figure, Judy also got up and slowly followed.

Before leaving, Kitahara Masaki and Vermouth played a claw machine for a while. While playing, the girl seemed to get really into it and didn't manage to grab a coin even though she had almost run out of coins. Finally, she seemed to hold up the last coin high, but when she put it into the coin slot, Kitahara Masaki accidentally knocked it away, and it fell somewhere.

Afterwards, Kitahara Masaki won the plush toy for her in one go, and seeing the two of them acting like a couple deeply in love, Judy didn't rush forward to ask any more questions, but simply watched them leave quietly. Then, Judy carefully picked up the coin that had fallen to the ground.

Regardless, a sudden impulse drove her to investigate, and this coin was naturally the key to the answer.

Because Evelyn's fingerprints are on it, comparing them with Vermouth's fingerprints will definitely solve the problem. After all, Vermouth's fingerprints from twenty years ago are on Jodie's glasses.

At that time, when Vermouth was trying to make it look like Judy's father had committed suicide, she touched a pair of glasses without wearing gloves. After removing the fingerprints, the glasses remained on Judy's nose and were never taken off.

Chapter 130 Lucky Coin

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to use this method, Shinichi. But it's surprisingly effective for these hunting dogs."

"What else can we do? That woman has suddenly set her sights on you for some reason, so we can only use this clumsy method to keep her in check for now."

I don't know why Judy suddenly became interested in Vermouth. Yesterday, Vermouth just happened to pick me up from get off work. It was only our first meeting, and only for a short time, but Judy seemed to have sensed something.

"Hmm... I think it's probably because of a woman's intuition."

"Huh? You must be kidding me."

"No, by the time you were in your third year of learning disguise, I couldn't see any flaws at all. The reason I was able to find you was simply because I felt a strange sensation whenever I saw you."

Are you kidding me? I've studied disguise for ten years, and I've studied falsetto for ten years, and yet an intuition that even Conan's science can't explain can detect my disguise...

and many more!

Is it like Ai Haibara's organizational radar?

When Ai Haibara encountered the black bear while picking mushrooms, it could be said that she didn't have any special feelings for Vermouth. This was probably because Akemi Miyano was still alive, and Yavin, who rescued her, was a member of the organization. Therefore, Ai Haibara no longer had the PTSD she had towards the organization.

However, Vermouth and Jodie have a blood feud involving the murder of each other's fathers, which may be why she has a certain stress response to Vermouth.

This is truly Detective Conan theory! This kind of Detective Conan theory was completely unexpected by him, but now it seems that there is room for maneuver.

Given the current absurd situation, Kitahara Masaki, as a seasoned assassin, naturally wouldn't blame Vermouth. Instead, he would resolve the suspicions surrounding Jodie, which stemmed from Detective Conan, and thus clear Evelyn's name.

"Forget it, there's no point in talking about this now. The most important thing is that Judy picked up that coin!"

"Heh, it seems I left behind some kind of information that could identify me during that assassination attempt twenty years ago."

“She must have seen you holding the coin high and tightly, so I think she probably has ‘Vermouth’s’ fingerprints on her. Next, she will definitely hand the coin over to an agent who has time to investigate all of this and send the information back to the United States to check the fingerprints’ match.”

Kitahara Masaki and Vermouth weren't worried that they would try to verify their identities by examining the fingerprints on the coin, because Vermouth was wearing a high-tech glove that Kitahara Masaki had asked Professor Agasa to make. This kind of glove fits the skin so well that it's hard to tell with the naked eye that the user is wearing a glove that won't leave fingerprints. At the amusement park, Vermouth used magic to stick a fingerprint sticker she had prepared onto the coin, and then peeled it off when Kitahara Masaki bumped into her.

In this way, there is a clear fingerprint in the very center of the coin, and the FBI will naturally identify that fingerprint as Evelyn Lauder's fingerprint. In the subsequent fingerprint comparison, the FBI will find that this fingerprint does not match Vermouth's fingerprint at all.

In that case, they should be able to hold out for a while longer. As long as the FBI still believes that the fingerprints they have are Vermouth's fingerprints, they can clear Vermouth of suspicion in a short time.

"Belmod, is Evelyn Lauder's identity reliable? I don't believe they will let you off so easily to verify the authenticity of your identity."

"Don't worry, the real Evelyn Lauder has completely disappeared. From now on, there is only one person called Evelyn Lauder, and that is me. Whether it's the social security number or the photo on the driver's license, they all point to my current face. It's all thanks to the Lauder family's charismatic father-son relationship that I had this opportunity."

Vermouth smiled, clearly very satisfied with her current status.

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"Shuichi, is there something wrong with this?"

The man wearing a woolen hat concealed his face in shadow, only the glow of his cigarette visible. Looking at the report with a partially blank page, he sighed and asked:

"You said you believe that the police officer's girlfriend is a member of the organization. What evidence do you have?"

Hearing the obvious question, Judy couldn't answer, and simply shook her head, replying:

"This is just my gut feeling. Although she looks like a young person in her twenties, there's always an aura about her that makes me feel scared. I'm sorry, this is the only answer I can give."

"No, it's alright. Even I knew from my intuition that Yawenyi was located in Japan, so there's nothing wrong with that. It's just that the direction of the investigation won't change because of personal intuition. At this stage, the focus of the investigation is still the Miyano sisters."

"Yes, someone like me, with my fake identity as an English teacher, can't leave at all, so the task of sending fingerprints for verification can only be assigned to you, since you're the only one who can move around freely."

Shuichi Akai had previously infiltrated the Black Organization as 'Rye Whiskey' for a period of time, but his undercover identity was later exposed, forcing him to evade the organization's searches. However, he was the only one with the ability to search freely.

"Okay, I'll also have someone investigate Evelyn Lauder. But you should know that if Evelyn Lauder is a member of the organization, then that famous police officer Kitahara in Japan is very likely also a member. Furthermore, the time he became famous was exactly one year different from the time Yawen Yi illegally immigrated to Japan, meaning his identity within the organization is very likely..."

Yawen County...

Upon hearing this name, Shuichi Akai couldn't help but touch the scars covered by his hair. He and Yawen had only met once, and both of them had only fired one shot before realizing that the enemy's shooting skills were similar to their own.

Shuichi Akai has always been very confident in his marksmanship, because it is his talent. He can see the cross mark above the target's head when he raises his gun, and his ability to not miss after aiming is like some kind of innate skill. And thanks to this skill, he no longer hears any pleas for mercy when he shoots his colleagues in the Department of Homeland Security.

However, Ya Wenyi dodged the shot that was going to hit him in the forehead, and at the same time retaliated with a shot at Shuichi Akai. If Shuichi Akai hadn't dodged quickly, he probably would have had a hole in his forehead.

Shuichi Akai's trip to New York was originally intended to deal with Vermouth, but the sudden appearance of Yavin completely shattered his expectations.

The sudden appearance of this clue gave him the urge to test the famous police officer.

Chapter 131 Vermouth: This is not scientific!

"No one's been following you lately, right?"

"Oh, no, it seems your lucky coin has cleared my name."

Kitahara Masaki remained vigilant. The most crucial thing now was to prevent others from interfering with his recruitment plans. He could have informed the Japanese Public Security Bureau to obstruct the FBI's operations in Japan, since Amuro Tooru would definitely be very interested in the FBI, where Akai Shuichi was. However, the strategy of using a powerful force to eliminate a weak one was to use a strong force to eliminate a weak one. At present, it should be considered a situation where even a powerful dragon cannot suppress a local snake.

But how can we lead the police to the FBI without leaving a trace?

"Never mind, there's still a lot to do." Kitahara Masaki took out sheets of paper filled with writing and began organizing the script that the Metropolitan Police Department executives had asked him to write.

Kitahara Masaki naturally wouldn't spend too much time on this kind of thing. He was only responsible for writing the story outline, and the subsequent details and complete dialogues were left to the entertainment company where the president's wife had killed her former lover.

The script copied was from a TV series I'd watched in my previous life—"The Female Police Officer's Counterattack." It depicted the daily work of Japanese police from a relatively lighthearted perspective, without any of the murder cases typical of classic mystery dramas. Instead, it featured mostly miscellaneous, trivial matters—basically, the kind of everyday tasks a police station handles. Adding a sense of police-community unity to these small incidents would surely please those higher-ups who appreciate a down-to-earth feel.

The script for the first three episodes has already been written, so today Kitahara Masaki plans to print it out and show it to the police leadership to see if it suits their tastes. If they spout nonsense about women not being suitable for the lead role, Kitahara Masaki will simply give up and stop writing.

"It's time to go to work."

"Wait a minute, I'll go out with you too. I'm planning to take the shuttle bus to ski today."

Skiing? Now?

"Yes, is there a problem?"

hiss--

"Weren't we wearing short sleeves just a couple of days ago? How come it's snowing now?"

"It's always been like this. Didn't you see yesterday's weather forecast? The temperature will warm up tomorrow and go back to 30 degrees. If you don't go skiing now, you'll probably melt by tomorrow."

Goodness, in order to ski, everyone in the world of science has to rush to places with snow, since it might be summer by tomorrow and the blizzard that just fell yesterday will have turned into ice water.

"But I wonder if the reason you go skiing is because there's someone there worth visiting?"

"Pretty much. I saw a webpage online that looked like a gathering of wealthy women. It mentioned an event about skiing, and the ski resort wasn't too far from here, so I thought I'd join them as 'the fiancée of the recently famous Kitahara Maki,' and become another source of information afterward."

Kitahara Masaki clapped. These high-ranking officials from the National Police Agency and the Metropolitan Police Department never dreamed that their wives would be approached by a witch and thus be drained of their marrow. Hehehe.

"Actually, you can get to know those high-ranking secretaries better. If the organization really intends to use the stand-in program again, those high-ranking Japanese officials who need to attend meetings, give speeches, and even appear on television every day will not be replaced. But those quiet and reserved secretaries are different."

"Hmm...that makes sense, but since when have you been so considerate of the organization? Are you up to something again?"

"Hurry up and get dressed, or who knows who might have bad ideas for you."

After that, Vermouth picked up her ski equipment and boarded the shuttle bus. She could have driven herself, but since there was a bus, Vermouth naturally didn't want to drive.

Just as she was about to put on her Walkman to listen to music, a group of kids suddenly got on the bus, and then an elderly gentleman with gray hair led them to their seats.

"Ah! It's Sister Lan Dai!"

"Sister Lauder, are you going skiing too?"

"Wow! Kitahara-nii is here too?"

"Hehe, Kitahara-nii has to go to work, he can't be as free as us."

Vermouth's plan to quietly listen to music was immediately thwarted, but she quickly adjusted her mindset and answered the children's questions with a smile. Looking at the ski equipment the children had brought, Vermouth realized that they were also there to ski.

However, what bothered her even more was something Kitahara Masaki had told her before—if she suddenly encountered the Junior Detective League outside, especially that pretentious kid with glasses and a suit, it basically meant that a case would happen, most of the time someone would be killed, and in rare cases, she would encounter a situation even worse than someone being killed.

Probably not.

Vermouth thought to herself, looking at these lovely and lively children, she just couldn't connect the case with them.

"Alright, alright, stop disturbing others. Let's rest before we get to the ski resort. Miss Lande is probably going to the ski resort for work."

Seeing Vermouth exhausted from dealing with the three real children, Professor Agasa quickly stopped the three energetic little ones.

"I'm sorry, they just rarely meet women like you, and since you're Kitahara's girlfriend, they're asking so many questions just because they want to be friends with you."

Haibara looked at the somewhat tired Vermouth and explained in a low voice.

"Haha, I understand. It's just that I haven't talked to the child in a long time, so I'm a little at a loss. Thank you for reminding me, Ai."

Haibara was a little taken aback by being called by her name so affectionately all of a sudden, while Vermouth patted the other side of the seat, signaling Haibara to sit down.

"Let's listen to this together before we go to the ski resort."

Vermouth took out her Walkman, which contained many songs carefully selected by Kitahara Masaki, making it perfect for listening to on the go.

"Did Kitahara-nii choose all of these himself?"

"Yes, he has a unique obsession with songs, but that saves me a lot of trouble in choosing songs; I only need to bring one CD."

Vermouth and Ai Haibara started their conversation by talking about Kitahara Masaki, and then moved on to their choices of clothes and bags. Vermouth was surprised that Ai Haibara, a first-grader, knew so much about so many brands, while Ai Haibara listened to Vermouth comment on the pros and cons of various luxury brands, inwardly marveling at how impressive it was to be a rich girl.

The two quickly got into a lively conversation, but were soon interrupted by two men in ski suits:

"Now! This bus has been hijacked!"

"Everyone stay still! Bullets don't have eyes!"

Vermouth sat frozen in place after hearing this clichéd remark, suddenly realizing that Kitahara Masaki was serious about what he said.

Chapter 132 Kitahara Masaki's Calmness in the Face of Adversity