Conan: After teaching the protagonist, they offered their loyalty.

Chapter 133 Vermouth: Masaka?!

“It looks like Gin is angry.” Vermouth shrugged.

As her former 'best friend,' Vermouth was certain that Gin was genuinely angry.

Having always been adept at reading people's expressions, she would never provoke Gin in this situation.

However... for some reason, Gin's anger suddenly subsided.

"That's because he doesn't know just how strong I am," Voxel said calmly, glancing at Vermouth. "How did it go?"

Vermouth gave an OK sign. "The evidence of the crime, including the video, is all here with me... If any of it gets out, they'll go to jail, not to mention, we're here too..."

Fuhesh nodded.

Vermouth is right. With them around, the other side wouldn't dare to betray them. Their lifeline and career are in Vermouth's hands. To turn the tables... unless Gojo Satoru comes to his senses.

"I didn't expect them to be so creative..." Vermouth smiled seductively and winked at Shen. "Now that we have nothing else to do, how about we watch these videos together?"

Having weathered many storms, Vermouth didn't consider these things too big for her.

Anyway, if the sky falls, someone taller will hold it up. Judging from Gin's expression, he has already come up with a solution, so she doesn't need to worry about it at all.

Fuheshen'er:........

“Let’s leave here.” Fuheshen wrinkled his nose. “The smell here makes me uncomfortable.”

"Why do you say that?" Vermouth paused for a moment, then sniffed the air. "It doesn't smell like anything."

“Your senses aren’t sharp enough, so you can’t smell it.” Fuheshen’er strode forward, pushed open the door, and went out.

Vermouth followed, and perhaps realizing that Fuhesh wouldn't attack her, her tone gradually became more provocative, "So... how do I smell?"

As she spoke, she moved closer to Fuheishener and raised her fair arm... the gesture was quite ambiguous.

“Apple flavor.” Fuheshen’er said calmly as he walked ahead without turning around.

“Apple…” Vermouth paused for a moment, then smiled and said, “Actually, apart from being a little ungentlemanly in some ways, it’s pretty good.”

The apple has a refreshing and natural flavor, sweet and delicious... symbolizing health and youth.

She really liked the compliment.

I wonder if Fuhishen knew that her first stage performance as Vynyard was about an apple...

........

Xiaolan had just returned from buying fruit at the convenience store.

Dad sprained his ankle and wasn't feeling well...and he wanted to eat fruit.

However, some of the fruit at the hospital wasn't fresh, so Xiaolan came here to buy some.

As they passed the Mihua Hotel, Xiaolan glanced up... and then paused, momentarily stunned.

She saw... Shen'erge walking with a very beautiful woman, and their actions were quite ambiguous.

Is that... Shen'er's girlfriend?

She has wavy blonde hair, a stunning figure, and exquisite makeup.

The woman opposite seemed to sense something, glanced up in their direction, and then, as if struck by a thought, froze.

Xiaolan didn't know where this uncomfortable feeling came from... but after the other person saw it, she realized that something was wrong.

She quickly lowered her head and walked forward.

Who exactly is that woman...? Is she Shen Ge's girlfriend?

The reason for this speculation is because after Shen Ge left the hospital...

Dr. Chengshi didn't know why, perhaps because she seemed a little sad... or perhaps her emotions were not quite right.

I came over and chatted with her for a while, during which I mentioned how Shen'er redeemed him, and my relationship with Shen'er...

As they talked, Xiaolan learned that the vice dean was a man.

For some reason, my mood suddenly brightened up.

But now... I feel lost again.

That's so strange...

Xiao Lan, who was deep in thought, didn't notice the telephone pole in front of her at all.

Fu Heishen looked at Xiao Lan with some doubt in his eyes.

What is Xiaolan doing?

Did you just see him? Why didn't he say hello? He just kept his head down and bumped into the lamppost?

Could it be that he's trying to use his horn to chisel through the telephone pole?

Just as they were about to collide.

Fuheshen finally remembered that Xiaolan's horns were soft.

He walked over quickly... and used one hand to block the other person from bumping into the telephone pole.

"Oh dear..." Xiao Lan exclaimed, and grabbed Fu Heishen's hand.

She rubbed her aching head, looked up, and froze.

It seemed that he had not expected Shen'erge to suddenly appear in front of him.

She was momentarily at a loss for what to do.

After noticing that the person who resembled Shen'erge's girlfriend was also looking at him strangely...

Xiaolan's cheeks flushed instantly, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

"Have some fruit, Shen'erge?" Xiaolan brought out the fruit.

Fuheishen: "......."

"Why did you suddenly run into the telephone pole?" Fuheshen took an apple, took a bite, and it was very juicy.

"I...I..." Xiaolan didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"She was probably thinking about something just now," Vermouth said as she approached, her smile gentle.

"Hmm..." Xiaolan didn't know how to answer, so she nodded and asked, "Do you want some fruit?"

Vermouth paused for a moment, then said, "Thank you, beautiful angel."

“Angel…” Xiaolan realized what was happening and was a little confused.

This sentence sounds so familiar...

"What are you thinking about?" Fu Heishen finished the apple in a few bites and looked directly into Xiao Lan's eyes.

His tone was calm, but it left no room for refusal.

Xiao Lan was a little shy, but she still listened to Shen Erge and subconsciously answered, "I was wondering... is this lady Shen Erge's girlfriend?"

After she finished speaking, she practically turned into a steampunk goddess.

It's not because I'm shy, it's because I'm embarrassed...

"No." Fuheishen'er's lips twitched slightly.

Good grief, thinking about these things can cause you to run into a lamppost?

I have to say... no wonder she's a high school girl, her gossipy nature is so intense.

No... Xiaolan isn't the gossipy type of girl.

Why is she like this?

"I understand... Huh?" Xiaolan was about to say something, but after not hearing anything, she looked up again...

"Don't try to understand other people's emotions too much." Fuheishen reached out and rubbed Xiaolan's...corner.

Xiaolan pouted; she didn't really want things to turn out this way either.

What's wrong with me lately?

"Okay." Xiao Lan nodded. She always listened to Shen Erge. "I'll go home and cook dinner later to bring food for Dad. Shen Erge... would this young lady like to join us for dinner?"

Fuheishen was just about to nod...

"No need, Fukuro and I have some work to take care of," Vermouth said.

Xiaolan nodded... bid farewell to Shen and Vermouth, and left.

She also has to cook for her dad, Conan.

"What do you mean?" Voxel coldly glanced at Vermouth.

He wanted to eat Xiaolan's cooking...

"Oh...can't I just invite you to dinner?" Vermouth's lips curled up slightly.

Although the corners of his mouth were turned up in a smile, a sense of unease had already risen within him.

When did my angel get in touch with Cointreau?

And judging from the looks of it, there seems to be some affection and concern involved.

And... olgay, no, coolguy?

I saw the two of them before when I was in the United States.

and many more!

Vermouth's pupils contracted.

The words of Vöttgart echoed in my ears again: 'Cointo enjoys molesting women...'

Could it be that Coolguy has already been killed?