Conan and I start the hell-level main line

In the evening, the colorful lights of New York's Times Square showcase the supreme prosperity of the United States.

Shopping, shopping, being taken shopping by two beautiful women is what many men dream of.

Fu Huashi was carrying a lot of things in large and small bags and following the fun-loving Vermouth and Bloody Mary in front of him. He was a free worker.

"Hello, two beautiful ladies. Are you the actress Ms. Chris Wynyard and the actress Ms. Alice? I have been following you for a long time." A young police officer leaned on the telephone booth and greeted the three people, oh no, it should be said that he greeted the two female stars.

"Teacher, I told you not to come to Times Square. It's too easy to be recognized." Bloody Mary said to Vermouth.

"Sister Bayonetta, Aunt Mary, you are still stars." Vermouth knew that in the original work, Vermouth's outside identities Chrissie Wynyard and Sharon Wynyard were both stars, but he did not expect that Bloody Mary was also a star.

"Yeah, but I'm not as famous as the teacher."

"Ms. Chris, I'm your fan. Can you sign for me?" The police officer bowed gentlemanly and asked respectfully.

"No problem." Vermouth smiled.

At this time, the police officer's walkie-talkie made a voice, "Attention all units, a silver Jaguar is approaching the New York Opera House at a crazy speed on the Brooklyn Bridge. Please ask nearby units to stop the vehicle."

The silver Jaguar was Yukiko's car. Vermouth quickly identified the owner of the car.

"Ladies, I won't bother you anymore. Goodbye." The police officer quickly got into the police car and left.

"Fu Huashi, my good friend is coming. Come with me to meet her. Bloody Mary, please take these things back to the hotel."

"OK" Bloody Mary took a pile of shopping bags and smiled at Fu Huashi, "Little Star, I'm going back first. See you tonight~" Before leaving, she blew her a kiss.

Fu Huashi smiled dryly, feeling helpless.

……

In front of the New York Grand Theater, Yukiko Kudo was caught by the police officer and her identity was checked.

Vermouth, disguised as the captain of the New York Police Department, Radisson Redwood, stepped forward and showed off her amazing acting skills, and with a few words, she sent the passerby police officer away.

"Thank you, Radishu." Kudo Yukiko thanked the bald middle-aged man while giving a friendly explanation to Kudo Shinichi and Mouri Ran who were sitting in the inner seat.

"The one you should thank is not Radishu, but me, Sharon Wynyard." Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Vermouth performed a magical operation of "I tear my own face off".

Shinichi and Xiaolan were collectively shocked.

"Sha, Sharon, why are you here? You are a star, this shouldn't matter."

Vermouth shook off the human skin mask, took off her coat, smiled evilly, and shook her head confidently.

"It's okay. I told them that we were filming a movie, and my assistant is here too."

"Click! Ms. Sharon, this scene is perfect!" A young man in the distance packed up his camera and walked forward.

"You, who are you?" Yukiko looked at the young man, as if she knew him somewhere.

"Oh, you are Natsume brother." Xiaolan activated his passive skill: he can remember familiar people at a glance.

"Natsume-san, I didn't expect to meet you here." Shinichi recalled.

"Who are you? Ah! Kudo Shinichi and Mao Li Ran who wanted to be detectives at the ski resort. This must be Ms. Kudo Yukiko you are talking about." Natsume Xing pretended to think for a moment and said.

"Hello." Yukiko smiled, and seemed to reveal a hidden Easter egg that she wanted to call her sister.

"Natsume-san, why are you here?" Shinichi was a little curious. They hadn't seen each other since they last parted at the ski resort.

"After we separated last time, my family dealt with that matter and moved to the United States. I was fortunate to become Ms. Sharon's photography assistant. I didn't expect that we would meet again."

"That's right."

"But I will be moving back to Japan soon, and we can get together more often then."

"Really? Natsume-san, my reasoning ability has improved a lot over the years. Let's compete again when the time comes." Shinichi is still bothered by Natsume-san's reasoning during the ski resort incident.

"Okay."

"Hey, hey, why do you seem to be ignoring me?" Vermouth smiled and said.

"Excuse me, Sharon, the kids seem to know you, the photography assistant."

"Mom, who is this person? Why can he disguise himself as anyone?" Shinichi with small eyes looked at Vermouth, very curious and puzzled.

"Shinichi, don't you know? She is a big star in the United States." Xiaolan used her knowledge to explain to Shinichi who had no idea about it.

Kudo Shinichi was a little excited. "The question is, why can this big star disguise himself as anyone he wants?"

(Natsumehoshi: I wonder if I should pay the portrait fee to the person being disguised?)

"Hey, Shinichi, didn't I tell you before? When I first started acting, I once had to play the role of a female spy. So, in order to interpret that role, I found a place in Japan that specialized in teaching magicians and learned the skills of disguise. At that time, Sharon also went to that place to learn from a master for the role she was going to play, so we became good friends."

"It's amazing. I have to thank God for meeting such a celebrity on the streets of New York." Xiaolan moved to the front row and smiled sincerely.

At this time, a light drizzle began to fall from the dark sky.

Vermouth held an umbrella, a hint of sadness on her face.

“Do gods really exist in this world?”

"If there really are gods in this world, then those of us who work hard to survive will not encounter misfortune. At least I am sure that it is impossible for an angel to smile at me from the bottom of his heart."

"Not even once."

When Vermouth was telling her story, there was helplessness and sadness on her face. One could feel that she had a faint but deep pain and irony that was beyond her words, but Natsume Xing was sure that this definitely came from the organization.

What exactly is Vermouth's suffering?

——to be continued——