Refuse to allow Conan to join the main storyline

"Fujiwara Yuto..."

Vermouth chewed on the name and frowned in confusion: "I seem to have heard of it somewhere..."

"Then you should probably know my other name, Ash."

This time, Vermouth's eyes suddenly widened: "Ashes! You are... the one on the dark web..."

Fujiwara Yuto narrowed his eyes, smiled and nodded: "It's me."

Vermouth immediately said categorically: "Impossible!"

She glared at the young man in front of her and asked, "Are you the second or third generation?"

Fujiwara Yuto curled his lips: "I am Ashes himself. Why, is it incredible?"

"Do not……"

Vermouth was about to say it was impossible, but suddenly stopped talking and turned to look at Koizumi.

Oh, right, that capsule that can make people smaller!

Sakurai just said that she can make the effect of the capsule permanent.

In other words, she really has the ability to make people return to youth.

If Asakura Mirai, whose appearance is totally inconsistent with his actual age, says that he is the real person, it is completely possible!

Seeing Vermouth looking at him for confirmation, Koizumi nodded with a smile: "Yes, Sister Bay, he is Asakura Mirai himself."

(At this moment, Dr. Gu, who is far away in the United States, said: “A-choo!”)

Me?

Is it really me?!

Vermouth felt dizzy.

She was just questioning whether the actual effectiveness of Sakurai's red and white capsule was stable, but Sakurai immediately gave her a real case of rejuvenation.

I didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly.

It turns out that the capsule that Sakurai gave her that shrank in a short period of time was just a weakened version of the drug? Or was it an outdated research product?

She actually already has a more potent and stable version of the drug!

So, she is so sure that her medicine can have permanent and toxic effects, because there are actually corresponding finished products on the market?

very possible!

This might be the reason why she dared to conduct such bold social experiments.

But this Asakura Mirai in front of me...

A trace of doubt still arose in Vermouth's heart.

She frowned and turned to look at Koizumi.

Could this be just some special ability of Sakurai?

Could it be that she is playing a trick on me and waiting to see my fun?

Vermouth pondered for a moment, then said to Fujiwara Yuto, "Can you please let me talk for a moment?"

Fujiwara Yuto stared at her and thought for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

After saying that, he turned around and went back into the bedroom.

Vermouth noticed that this person never looked at Sakurai from beginning to end while talking to her. His eyes were lively and his expression was at ease, and he didn't look like a puppet being controlled by someone.

Is it really a real person with independent consciousness?

Could it be that he really has returned to the young Mirai Asakura?

Vermouth turned and looked at Koizumi.

Before she could say anything, Koizumi smiled and spread his hands, "Do you want me to step aside?"

To be on the safe side, Vermouth said, "Please go to the Drunken Duck bar next door and buy me a bottle of their unique drink. Turn right after leaving the hotel. It's about five minutes away and easy to find."

"OK, no problem."

Koizumi stood up very quickly, took his coat and went out.

Vermouth stood at the door, listening to her footsteps gradually fading away. After confirming that she had gotten on the elevator, she turned back.

The bedroom was very quiet, as if no one was alive inside.

Vermouth's expression was solemn. She turned on the safety of her Browning and held it in her hand, then she walked into the bedroom carefully with light steps.

However, Asakura Mirai was not hiding at the door or in the corner, preparing to attack her as she imagined.

The man was standing on the small balcony of the bedroom, holding the balcony railing with both hands, looking down at the street below.

Hearing the noise behind him, the man turned back and asked, "Did you tell that kid to turn right when you get out?"

Seeing that the other party was able to communicate well, and that both of his hands were placed where she could see them without any small movements, Vermouth relaxed a little: "Although turning left is closer, if she keeps turning right, she will always find it."

The man chuckled. “That kid is smarter than you think. She turned left as soon as she left the house.”

Belmode:......

Fujiwara Yuto came in from the small balcony without closing the door.

The wind blew in through the open balcony door and it was cold.

Vermouth had just taken a shower and was only wearing a nightgown. The cold wind gave her goose bumps.

But she didn't let the man close the door.

Regardless of whether it was a retreat that the man left intentionally, and regardless of who the retreat was for, it always made people feel safer than a closed space.

And the cold can also keep people in a calm and uplifting mental state.

Fujiwara Yuto sat down on the small sofa next to him, crossed his legs, and said calmly, "So, you may not have as much time as you think. Don't beat around the bush, let's get straight to the point."

Seeing that the other party was so direct and seemed to really want to have a good chat with her, Vermouth said very straightforwardly: "Well, first of all, how do you prove that you are the real Asakura Mirai?"

Fujiwara Yuto glanced at her coldly: "Even if I could prove myself, you wouldn't believe it, right?"

Belmode:......

indeed.

"But if you're willing to meet Kyoko, ask her to prove it to you next time."

Vermouth's pupils shrank slightly: "... Kyoko?"

Fujiwara Yuto raised his eyelids and looked at her: "Naojiang Kyoko, have you forgotten?"

"…She's still alive?"

"Is it strange? I'm still alive."

Looking at the man's face, who was only in his early twenties, Vermouth was speechless for a moment.

She had seen cases of adults turning back into five or six-year-old children, and she had experienced it herself. Would it be strange for an old man in his sixties or seventies or eighties to turn back into his twenties?

Asakura Mirai was originally a researcher of the organization. Is it difficult for her to switch a test subject and take him away?

At first, Kyoko Naoes had successfully escaped, but in the end she returned to the organization like a moth to a flame. That behavior was very strange.

Therefore, it is not impossible to say that Kyoko Naoes is still alive.

Vermouth was silent for a while: "...Are you really the Ashes?"

Fujiwara Yuto frowned slightly, and his tone became a little more impatient: "Don't waste time asking repetitive questions. I have many identities. Asakura Mirai, Fujiwara Yuto, Ashes, Kubo Toshitada, Motoi Toshiyuki, Tani Masaaki..."

Vermouth was suddenly stunned: "Gu Zhengzhang?"

Of course she knew that this was the name of the school doctor at the Tokyo Police Academy.

Fujiwara Yuto gave her a mocking smile: "The time you disguised yourself as Sato Aiko to visit Sakurai in the hospital, I thought you recognized me, but it turns out you didn't. Haha..."

Vermouth suddenly remembered the past.

At that time, her attention was all focused on Sakurai's "boyfriend", and she didn't pay any attention to the doctor wearing a mask next to her.

actually……

Vermouth was silent for a long time, then nodded slightly: "If Asakura Mirai is ash, I will understand a lot of things."

She looked at Fujiwara Yuto with a twinkling gaze: "For example... the fire in Kyoko's laboratory.

"And the fact that Kyoko would take the initiative to return to the organization is also very strange. Did she do this to help you divert other people's attention so that you would have the opportunity to set fire and steal the organization's precious experimental data?"

Fujiwara Yuto smiled noncommittally: "I just set the fire. May I ask, what was the cause of the death of the Miyano couple after the laboratory fire?

"Ms. Vermouth, could you please explain this to me?"

Vermouth narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Ah~yes, who did it?"