Ke Xue: My standards for dating are not problematic!

Chapter 144 Conan: Mom, Kitahara-sensei belongs to Eri-san, you two aren't a good match!
"Data mismatch? Are you sure you didn't check for errors?!"

Vermouth held her phone, listening to the words coming from the other end, her brow furrowed.

Last night, after learning that Yukiko was with another man and discovering that the handprint on her buttocks was extremely similar to the handprint on her body, she went to the hotel's cleaning room in the middle of the night after Yukiko fell asleep and found the changed sheets.

She then handed the bed sheet to her subordinates who were already waiting there.

Since it concerned Gastly, she personally went to steal the sheets; otherwise, she would have definitely sent her subordinates to do such a thing.

After handing the sheets to her subordinates, she quietly returned to her room, preparing to hear their progress report the next morning.

But the report her subordinates gave her was completely mismatched!
This left Vermouth completely puzzled; it shouldn't be like this.

She remembered it very clearly; the handprint on Yukiko's body was exactly the same as the handprint on her body, and she would never forget that mark.

But the result was very disappointing to her. Could it be that something went wrong somewhere?
"Lady Vermouth, I checked it three times, and there is no matching DNA in the entire Japanese DNA database, but I did find Ms. Yukiko Kudo's DNA information."

Hearing his subordinate's explanation, Vermouth found it somewhat unbelievable and couldn't help but think to herself.

"How is this possible? Why wouldn't it be in Japan's database?"

"Even if you've never been sick since you were a child, it's impossible!"

After all, in Japan, children need to get vaccinated, and their information is then entered into a database.

Therefore, after obtaining certain fingerprints and blood samples, the police will retrieve information from the database for further investigation.

The database basically includes everyone in Japan, so Yukiko's data can also be found in it.

But they couldn't find any information about the man who was with Yukiko.

This made her feel even more strongly that Yukiko's man was the Gastly she had been searching for.

Although no DNA analysis revealed anything, it's not a big problem; she can investigate through other means.

For example, the hotel corridor surveillance footage, or an investigation into Yukiko's recent interpersonal interactions.

Yukiko hasn't been back in Tokyo for long, and she's lost touch with many of her old friends. It's enough to keep track of her recent social interactions; the scope of that is quite limited.

And she already had a few suspects in mind.

First, Kitahara Natsuhiro!

After Yukiko returned, the person she had the most contact with was Kitahara Natsuhiro.

This guy is not only Conan's homeroom teacher, but also the restaurant owner.

Conan attends his class, Yukiko works at his restaurant, and the two have even eaten together. Therefore, Kitahara Natsuhiro is the man who has had the most and deepest contact with Yukiko.

The next suspect is Tooru Amuro.

Tooru Amuro is the restaurant manager and one of the men who has the most contact with Yukiko, while the rest of the restaurant staff are women.

However, she knew Amuro Tooru well; he would never be interested in romance because his heart was only set on his mission and his country.

Apart from that, he wasn't interested in women.

So now there's only one suspect left, and that's Kitahara Natsuhiro.

The simplest way now is to ask Yukiko who she was with yesterday. Once you get the answer from Yukiko, it will be obvious who Gastly is.

Thinking this through, Vermouth said, "Alright, let's leave it at that. There's no need to investigate any further."

"Yes, Lord Vermouth!"

After hanging up the phone, Vermouth hesitated for a moment before finally dialing Yukiko's number.

Kitahara Chinese Restaurant.

"Even vaguely!"

After tasting the xiaolongbao (soup dumplings) made by Kitahara Natsuyu, Yukiko, Jodie, Enomoto Azusa, Miyano Akemi, Ran, and Conan all said the same thing in unison.

"Eat more if you like it. I'll make some more when I have time. You don't need to be polite with me," Kitahara Natsumi said with a smile.

He was quite happy to receive praise for the food he made.

"Teacher Kitahara is really amazing. Not only is her cooking delicious, but even her pastries are delicious. Should I learn some?" Conan thought to himself as he glanced at Ran, who was happily eating.

He hadn't seen Xiaolan smile so happily in a long time since what happened last time.

So he was thinking about whether he should learn some cooking skills and make something delicious to make Xiaolan happy.

"Boss, you're amazing! Not only are you a great cook, but your pastry-making skills are top-notch too!" Amuro Tooru exclaimed as he ate his xiaolongbao (soup dumplings).

Red work involves stir-frying vegetables, while white work involves making pastries.

Some people are only proficient in one aspect, while others are proficient in all of them, such as Kitahara Natsuhiro.

Of course, Amuro Tooru can also make some pastries, but not many.

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu smiled and said, "I just tinkered with it when I had nothing else to do. It seems to taste pretty good."

"It's not just good, it's delicious!"

Yukiko looked up, her eyes shining as she gazed at Kitahara Natsuhiro.

Conan, who was not far away, frowned as he looked at his mother and thought to himself, "Mom has been getting quite close to Kitahara-sensei lately."

"This is not a good sign!" He lived at Kogoro Mouri's house and saw him all the time, so he noticed some of his mother's actions.

If the two of them had been close before, he wouldn't have said anything, since his mother had her own life and didn't need him to interfere.

But now he knows that Ran introduced her mother, Eri Kisaki, to Kitahara Natsuyu, hoping to bring the two of them together.

If his mother gets involved, wouldn't it become a love triangle? That won't do.

He decided to find an opportunity to talk to his mother and ask her to stay away from Kitahara Natsumi, because Kitahara-sensei is Aunt Eri's!

You two are not a good match.

After all, this is the father that Xiaolan has her eye on.

If Nozomi could hear Conan's thoughts, she would definitely pull down his pants and unleash a barrage of heavy punches on his buttocks.

It's true that once you have a girlfriend, you forget about your mom.

And Conan is a typical example of this.

But most importantly, Ran is not Conan's girlfriend; they are just childhood friends who have known each other for over ten years.

“Since it’s delicious, you should eat more. If it’s not enough, I’ll make more in a couple of days,” Kitahara Natsuyu said. “By the way, I can teach you how to make xiaolongbao (soup dumplings), so you can try it when you get back.”

"Really? Boss." Enomoto Azusa clasped her hands together and looked at Kitahara Natsuhiro.

Kitahara Natsuyu turned to look at him and smiled, "Of course you can. As long as you follow the recipe, it probably won't taste bad."

Aside from culinary idiots like Eri Kisaki.

"That's wonderful, boss, thank you so much!" Enomoto Azusa bowed.

"No need to be so polite," Kitahara Natsuhiro smiled.

Buzz buzz.
Just then, someone's phone rang.

In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to the source of the sound: Yukiko.

After noticing everyone's gaze, Yukiko smiled, put down her chopsticks, took out her phone from her pocket, looked at the caller ID, and answered the call.

"Chris, is something the matter?"

The moment the name Chris was uttered, some people in the store secretly watched Yukiko, their expressions somewhat unnatural.

These people were Judy and Tooru Amuro.

Because both of them knew Chris's true identity: Vermouth, a member of the Black Organization.

"Yukiko, I have something to ask you. Are you available now?" Vermouth asked.

Upon hearing this, Yukiko glanced at the people around her, smiled slightly, and then went outside the shop and walked into the alley next to it.

After Yukiko left, both Jodie and Tooru Amuro frowned.

They all wanted to know what Chris and Yukiko had said in their conversation, but under these circumstances, they obviously couldn't go out and eavesdrop.

and
"Does Bourbon know something too?" Judy wondered to herself, her head bowed.

She knew Amuro Tooru, but only through Akai Shuichi.

However, Shuichi Akai did not reveal Amuro Tooru's true identity to Jodie or anyone else in the FBI.

Because he also had no evidence to prove that Amuro Tooru was one of their people, and it would be bad to make guesses.

Therefore, Jodie still considers Amuro Tooru an enemy.

"But with Bourbon here, we might have to find somewhere else for our after-get off work dinner today," Judy sighed.

Shuichi Akai's presence in Tokyo is currently top secret, so it cannot be known to outsiders, let alone Bourbon, a member of the Black Organization.

So she'll tell Shuichi Akai later to move to another table for dinner.

I feel a little bad for Kitahara Natsuhiro, but it's all for safety.

At this moment, Amuro Tooru was unaware that the woman in front of him named Jodie was an FBI member, nor did he know that Akai Shuichi had already appeared in Tokyo and was planning to have dinner there.

If he knew, he would definitely cook a big meal for Shuichi Akai.

And the name of this grand meal is...
Last meal before death!
"Is there a problem? Do you need me to find a secluded place?" Yukiko asked softly, leaning against the wall.

Upon hearing this, Vermouth's voice came through the phone.

"Tell me, who was the man who appeared in your room yesterday?"

"Ah," Yukiko was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, and then felt guilty: "Man? What man? There's no man."

Seeing Yukiko's refusal to admit it, Vermouth snorted, "Yukiko, you're actually trying to play mind games with me."

"It really saddens me."

"By the way, I saw the handprint on your butt clearly yesterday. Did you slap yourself on it?"

"Besides, your hands aren't that big at all, so don't lie to me, it won't work!"

“I bet the man you were with yesterday was Kitahara Natsuhiro, right?” Vermouth said with certainty.

(End of this chapter)