Especially when there is a certain pull flowing through the body, as well as one's own beliefs.

Angels and demons are just a thought away.

So, should she continue to follow the organization's evil teachings, or seek salvation from an angel?

Time, oh time, should we let it stay or break it and let ourselves age naturally?

Vermouth frowned, looking embarrassed.

She doesn't know it herself.

Looking at the photo in her hand, she raised her head and looked at the dressing mirror in front of her.

In the mirror, her face still shows no signs of aging, as if she is always 29 years old.

But she has been looking at this face for almost 20 years.

Girls always dream of eternal youth in fairy tales, but in reality, in the eyes of others, being eternally young and beautiful means the existence of vampires and monsters, and it also violates the law of human lifespan.

Not to mention personal experience, only then do you realize that troubles ensue.

Even, troubled by it.

...If only there were some silver bullets to drive out the demon, and everything would be over.

Vermouth thought irritably, and turned her attention back to the phone and photos in her hand.

From all that is known so far, she is certain that Kawakami Tomie also has an unchanged facial expression.

——The culprit of everything.

In this regard, Vermouth only felt that her feelings were very complicated, otherwise she would not have called today to test the waters.

Now it seems that Tomie Kawakami will not give her an accurate answer.

Just as she was deep in thought, Vermouth heard a very pleasant male voice coming from the phone again. It even sounded a bit like a long stream of water, pleasant to the ears because of the electronic music mixed in.

"Miss, why don't you say anything? If you don't say anything, I'm going to hang up the phone."

Vermouth clenched the photo in her hand and straightened her expression: "Don't hang up yet, sir. I still have something to ask you, such as...what should I do to invite you to sit in the Poirot Cafe?"

Jiang Chuan Shang's eyebrows twitched slightly. Is this considered revealing his identity?

Poirot Café has recently recruited a very capable clerk, not only Bourbon, whose real name is Toru Amuro, but also Vermouth's informant.

Making an appointment here is probably not a simple matter, perhaps it is a Hongmen Banquet.

Jiang Chuan Shang smiled silently.

He doesn't hate trouble, and he can even go looking for trouble to pass the time.

So, he said, "No need to do anything, I agreed, because I also happen to be going to the Poirot Cafe right now."

Thinking of Amuro Toru who has multiple identities, Jiangchuan raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said meaningfully:

"Also, Vermouth, you are a smart woman, and you knew when to make this call. But I advise you to do your own job and not try to guess at me."

"I have the right to teach my belongings a lesson, even if you are a deformed creature. I already respect your choice."

After saying these threatening words, Jiang Chuan Shang hung up the phone directly.

Vermouth stared at the hung up phone in a daze, and chuckled for a while.

"So you know me~, looks like I need to change my strategy."

"I'm just confused... why don't you just take over the organization, but choose the opponent... and abandon us?"

Talking to herself, Vermouth put down her phone and got up to change her clothes.

……

After Jiang Chuan Shang hung up the phone, he put away his phone, put on his coat and quickly went out.

After a heavy rain, the temperature in the city dropped sharply. The breath of winter spread on the slightly moist ground, and the cold wind was howling.

The leather shoes stepped on the edge of the puddle, splashing circles of ripples, accompanied by the fallen leaves of the sycamore tree, showing a desolate scene.

There were few pedestrians on the road today, and office workers had already started their busy lives, so Jiang Chuan Shang walking on the street did not cause any commotion.

However, it was a dirty little white dog hiding under the wheel to keep warm that attracted Jiang Chuan Shang's attention.

This species looks somehow familiar.

In order to make an accurate judgment, Jiang Chuan Shang slowly took two steps towards it.

I saw this little white dog curled up under the wheel, its messy fur tips stained with black dirt, which was clearly visible but could not hide its skinny body.

One of the legs was still twisted unnaturally, as if it was broken.

Jiang Chuan Shang looked at it and was sure that it was a small Shiba Inu.

The little Shiba Inu seemed to notice that someone had discovered it, and it quickly whimpered and moved its body away, retreating backwards, trying its best to let the tire cover its body so that no one could see it.

The slender curly tail behind it was swaying slowly, and its dark blue pupils were blinking, revealing a look of longing to be touched.

Unfortunately, this Shiba Inu is just an ordinary dog, not sharp, not fierce, has the wrong body shape, and is extremely dirty.

Jiang Chuan Shang looked at him with disdain on his face, but soon he looked away in boredom and continued walking forward.

After the little episode, he soon arrived at the Poirot Café.

Looking up, the sign with the words "Mouri Kogoro Detective Agency" above is particularly eye-catching. Below the sign is the Poirot Cafe with a simple facade.

Through the clear glass, you can clearly see the interior furnishings of the cafe. The decoration is simple yet elegant, and you can also see that there are not many customers inside.

The waitresses in the store uniform were busy at work, and a tall man with blond hair and bronze skin was standing at the order counter, working on something with his head down.

Jiang Chuan Shang didn't look closely, just glanced casually and walked straight into the cafe.

As soon as he entered, he instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the store. His outstanding appearance made everyone exclaim in amazement. Some young people also recognized his identity and exclaimed in surprise with red faces.

"Y-It's Tomie? What luck do I have today!?"

"Mom, what a beautiful big brother."

"..."

The whispers continued.

Jiang Chuan Shang made a gesture to keep quiet and quickly found an empty seat in the corner and sat down.

When the customers in the store saw him making a gesture to keep quiet, they all nodded with red faces and excited expressions.

Azusa Enomoto is a waitress at the Poirot Café. Seeing this scene, she was amazed at how handsome this customer was.

After taking a deep breath, she walked over carefully holding the menu.

"Sir, here is the menu. What would you like to order?"

"A cup of hot latte." Jiang Chuan raised his eyelids, and instead of reaching out to take the menu handed over by the waitress, he directly stated the name of the drink he wanted.

Come to the cafe for a drink, and you'll definitely have lattes and hot cocoa, and this Polo Cafe also has Toru Amuro's signature sandwiches.

Jiang Chuan Shang had just eaten and didn’t want to try anything else, so he could only reluctantly order a latte.

Enomoto Azusa? Not knowing what Ekawakami was thinking, she naturally felt honored to take the menu back, nodded with a red face, and quickly stepped away from Ekawakami.

When she instinctively returned to the counter in a daze to inform the customer Jiang Chuan Shang what he needed, she came to her senses, patted her hot cheeks, and slowly spoke to her colleague.

"Mr. Amuro, the guest who just came in was so charming~"

She used the word "charming" instead of "good-looking".

Because Jiang Chuan Shang's good looks are beyond human language description, and it is even impossible to describe him in a nutshell, it would be better to describe him with the word "charm", which covers a lot.

It expresses not only the charm of appearance, but also the charm of the inner and outer soul.

...It makes people feel excited when they see it.

Toru Amuro took out a grinder from the innermost side of the table, and upon hearing this, he looked inconspicuously at the customer in the corner.

He has excellent inference ability and even more keen observation ability. Therefore, a man in a smoky gray suit jacket appeared in his field of vision, sitting in the corner with one hand supporting his temple.

His sitting posture was not very straight, and his coat was not worn properly. Instead, it was open, revealing the close-fitting white shirt underneath. As he supported himself with his hands, even his delicate white collarbone was exposed at the collar.

Her long, straight, silky black hair was tied with a rubber band and casually draped behind her, giving off an inexplicable sense of laziness.

Because he was sitting in the corner, Toru Amuro could only see half of his exquisite and beautiful face, and the other half was hidden in the blind spot and could not be seen, but it could be inferred that this guest was definitely very, very beautiful.

You can tell from half of the face.

The warm light from above cast a hazy warmth on the delicate face of the guest, as beautiful as a flower in a mirror and a moon in water. The other half of the face that could not be seen seemed to be hidden in the darkness, becoming inexplicably deep and mysterious, making one want to continue to peek.

Snooping?

Realizing that he wanted to continue watching, Toru Amuro immediately came back to his senses with vigilance and prepared to take action with a natural look.

At this moment, Jiang Chuan Shang had already turned his head sharply to look over.

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