Science: The Little Shota of the Maori Family

Belmod was stunned.

"To be precise, he mistook someone else for Shirley," Watanabe Toru corrected. "He tried to kill the woman who looked like Shirley, but I stopped him."

Vermouth instantly understood Watanabe Toru's purpose in looking for her. She picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee, then asked, "Who is that woman?"

"The daughter of the Suzuki Group, Suzuki Sonoko." Watanabe Toru did not hide it.

"It's her." Vermouth was stunned again: "But how could Gin mistake her for Shirley?"

Watanabe Toru looked helpless: "This young lady changed her hairstyle to the same as Shirley's. Their face shapes and figures are similar, so it's understandable that Gin would make a mistake."

Vermouth suddenly realized: "So you want me to explain the situation to Gin?"

"Yes."

"But what does the life or death of that young lady have to do with me?" Vermouth looked at Watanabe Toru with a smile.

Watanabe Toru's face was expressionless: "Tell me your conditions."

I knew that this woman would not help me in vain, even if there was some kind of hidden intimacy between the two of them.

Vermouth's smile remained unchanged: "I finally have some free time recently, how about going for a walk with me?"

Watanabe Toru was a little embarrassed: "But school is about to start."

"Really?" Vermouth raised her eyebrows, "That's a pity."

After saying that, he put down his coffee cup, held his chin up to his hand and looked out the window, not mentioning anything about the garden anymore.

Watanabe Toru sighed lightly and compromised: "Okay, I'll go with you."

Vermouth then turned her head back and said, "Then I will go see Gin tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Watanabe Toru was surprised by Vermouth's quick response and asked curiously, "Have you figured out a solution?"

Vermouth's lips curled up slightly: "Wait until I take a few photos of that young lady and give them to Gin, and he will probably realize that he has found the wrong person. Well... I really want to see what his face will look like then."

"But Gin didn't tell you that he found Sherry's whereabouts. If you give him the photo, won't he become suspicious?" asked Toru Watanabe.

Vermouth said nonchalantly, "Even if he becomes suspicious, so what? I have no obligation to tell him where I got the information."

Watanabe Toru was speechless, but this was indeed Vermouth's usual style of doing things. Even so, Gin had no way to deal with her.

"Okay, then I'll leave everything to you."

After entrusting the matter to Vermouth, Watanabe Toru felt a little relieved.

“But speaking of which.” Vermouth stared at Watanabe Toru with her beautiful eyes: “However, you seem to attach great importance to that young lady. Between you two…”

"Stop it." Watanabe Toru said in a sullen tone, "I just think she's been taking good care of me. More importantly, of course, the Suzuki Group can't afford to have any more trouble."

"Suzuki Group?" Vermouth was taken aback.

364. Travel with Vermouth

"Yes." Watanabe Toru did not hide it: "I have people in the Suzuki Group."

Bellmore's eyes flashed with a strange light: "Do you have any ideas about the Suzuki Group?"

"Isn't it possible?" Watanabe Toru asked back, "If you want to fight against the organization, funds are the most indispensable, and the Suzuki Group has the most of them."

"There are rumors that Suzuki Group's chairman, Shiro Suzuki, has fallen into a coma. Was this something you did?"

Watanabe Toru shook his head and denied it: "This is an accident, but for me, it is an opportunity to take a bite out of the Suzuki Group."

Vermouth looked deeply at Watanabe Toru, whose face was calm. She didn't know which of these words were true and which were false, but it didn't matter. As long as the man in front of her was alive, that was enough.

She smiled and said, "Good luck to you then."

"Thank you."

"I'll call you after Shirley's matter is settled. You'd better go look for Shirley again."

Watanabe Toru was stunned.

Vermouth smiled and said, "Ask her for more antidote for APTX-4869."

Watanabe Toru: “…”

……

The next day, at night.

A bar in Beido-cho.

Gin looked at the photos on the bar with a gloomy expression. After a long moment, he looked up at Vermouth, who was sipping her wine, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who is this woman in the photo?"

Vermouth put down her wine glass and said, "Suzuki Sonoko, the second daughter of the Suzuki Group, I heard that you have been looking for Shirley recently? You even found the wrong person. Tsk, it seems that Shirley has left a big shadow on you, Gin."

Gin's eyes flashed with a sharpness under his silver bangs: "Vermouth, who told you that I recognized the wrong person? You seem to know my whereabouts very well?"

Vermouth smiled and looked at Vodka, who was sitting next to Gin: "With so many people in the organization, if we ask carefully, we will definitely be able to get some information, don't you think, Vodka?"

Vodka was startled. Seeing his elder brother looking at him, he immediately hurriedly explained: "Brother, this matter has nothing to do with me."

Gin had a blank expression on his face. He acknowledged Vodka's loyalty to him, but he also knew that it was impossible to get an answer from Vermouth. He could only snort coldly and let the matter go.

……

On April 20, school had already started, but at this time, Watanabe Toru appeared in Hakodate, Hokkaido.

Irenkan Hotel.

Seeing that there were several police officers on the scene besides the various guests gathered here, Toru Watanabe curiously asked Vermouth beside him: "Wasn't it said to be a play? Why are there police officers here?"

Vermouth, wearing sunglasses, shook her head: "I don't know, I was just invited to give instructions on the performance. The specific situation..."

Before he could finish his words, a middle-aged woman in her early forties, wearing a headscarf, walked towards them.

"Chris, long time no see. I'm glad you're here." She said to Vermouth enthusiastically with a smile.

Kris?

Watanabe Toru was slightly stunned, then realized that this aunt was a friend that Vermouth knew as Chris Wynyard.

Vermouth also put on a smile: "Bandai, you are still as energetic as before."

"I can't compare with a big star like you." Bandai Suzue waved her hand, then her eyes fell on Watanabe Toru, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes: "Chris, is this your son? You're already married?"

Vermouth chuckled and said, "It's the child of a friend of mine. She's on a business trip abroad and can't take care of her, so she asked me to help take care of her for a while."

As he spoke, he touched Watanabe Toru's head and introduced: "Xiao Toru, this is Aunt Bandai, a friend I met in Country M."

"Hello, Auntie Bandai."

Watanabe Toru greeted.

"Hello, Che."

Bandai Suzue responded with a smile.

"By the way, Bandai." Vermouth asked about the police who appeared here: "Didn't they say they were going to perform a play? Why are there police here? Did something happen?"

Mentioning the police, Wandai Lingjiang couldn't help but put away his smile, and his tone was even a little angry: "Early this morning, our drama troupe received a threatening letter."

"A threatening letter?"

"That's right." Bandai Lingjiang nodded slightly. "A sender who claimed to be a clown said that anyone who tried to defile the Alien House would be punished with death."

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"clown?"

"Yes, after we informed the police about this, they asked us to cancel tonight's performance. After I refused, they showed up here to prevent any accidents."

"So that's how it is." Vermouth suddenly realized.

"But I think this should be a prank." Bandai Lingjiang looked unconcerned: "By the way, I will take you to register first."

"Okay, thank you, Bandai."

After registering her identity, the owner handed Vermouth a room card and said, "To prevent any accidents, the data will change after midnight every day, so you will need to come to the front desk again after midnight to replace the new room card."

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Vermouth nodded, took the room card, and went to the room with Watanabe Toru.

"I always feel that something bad will happen in this strange house." Watanabe Toru sat on the bed, looking at the back of Vermouth who opened the curtains, and complained: "I kind of regret coming to this damn place with you."

Vermouth stretched, turned around, and a smile appeared on her charming face.

"Why? Even the famous McAllen gets scared sometimes?"

Watanabe Toru rolled his eyes in annoyance: "I just find it troublesome. I'm exhausted enough during this period."

"Everything is just speculation." Vermouth came over and sat down next to Watanabe Toru, reaching out to stroke his little face, her breath as sweet as orchid: "With your aunt here, what are you afraid of?"

Looking at the red lips so close to him, Watanabe Toru bit them without hesitation.

"Um...be gentle."

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Just when the two were about to have a hearty fight, there was a knock on the door.

Vermouth, who was pinned down by Watanabe Toru, stood up and said, "It should be Bandai."

"She's really worried." Watanabe Toru chuckled, "It seems your status as a big star makes her take you very seriously."

"Let's go check it out together." Vermouth straightened her clothes. "Whether it's the police outside or that threatening letter, we must be on guard against it."

365, Drama

When I opened the door, sure enough, it was Bandai Lingjiang standing outside.

Seeing Vermouth open the door, she smiled and said, "Chris, let me ask if there is anything I can help you with."

"I don't need anything right now." Vermouth shook her head. "It just so happens that I want to go and see your rehearsal. Is it convenient now?"

"Of course." Bandai Lingjiang's smile widened. "I'd also like to ask Chris for more guidance."

"Oh, I don't deserve that. I don't have as much experience in drama as you do..."

"You are too modest..."

As the two were praising each other, a staff member hurried over and whispered something in Bandai Lingjiang's ear. His expression suddenly changed, and he raised his voice, "What did you say?"

……

Looking at the mess in the prop room, where even the clothes had been cut up by "133", Bandai Lingjiang's face was filled with anger: "What's going on? What happened? The props are messed up like this, so what are we going to do with tonight's performance? Even pranks should have a limit."

Vermouth looked around and suddenly said, "I'm afraid this is more than just a prank now."

"Eh?"

Under Bandai Lingjiang's puzzled gaze, Vermouth pointed to a wall inside and said, "Look, there's a death notice written on it. At the climax of tonight's play, one of these people will die - the Joker."

"hateful."

Bandai Lingjiang was shaking with anger.

A man standing next to her lit a cigarette and said calmly, "It seems this clown wants to stir up some trouble. So, do we need to stop the show?"

"You're kidding!" Bandai Lingjiang rejected the idea without hesitation. "If we cancel the performance, wouldn't that just play into that clown's hands?"

"I agree."

At this time, a voice came from the door, and a female police officer walked in. She said to Bandai Lingjiang with a serious face: "However, whether it is backstage, dressing room or behind the stage, there must be police."

Bandai Lingjiang didn't refuse: "Then it's up to you, Officer Fupo."

Then, she snorted again, "It seems this criminal still doesn't understand me very well. The more I'm obstructed, the more motivated I become. Okay, everyone, let's start rehearsing. The famous actress Chrissie Wynyard is here today, so everyone should cherish this opportunity."

After hearing Bandai Lingjiang's words, everyone noticed that there was a stranger in the prop room.

Vermouth took off her sunglasses and said with a smile: "Hello everyone, I am Chris Wynyard."

"Wow, it really is Chrissy."

"Why is Chris here?"

"Ms. Chris, I'm your fan. Can you sign an autograph for me?"

The appearance of Vermouth instantly caused an uproar in the room. Everyone surrounded Vermouth and expressed their admiration and worship. The threat they had just experienced was also forgotten at this moment.