Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

Chapter 94 Explaining the Script to Vermouth
Kidd carried the director to a small room.

Then they started taking off his clothes.

After changing into Hideo Nakata's clothes, Kid disguised his face to resemble Nakata's.

After picking up the military knife, Kidd walked towards the filming location.

The assistant director is sitting in front of the camera, giving instructions.

Vermouth had just finished filming her scenes. She rubbed her tired face and prepared to go back to her RV to rest.

After she yawned, she heard, "Miss Chris, come with me for a moment, I'll tell you about tomorrow's play."

Vermouth's face instantly darkened.

She looked at the director who seemed oblivious to his own mortality.

It seems the director won't be able to wait for Kaito Kid to arrive.

Vermouth revealed a chilling smile.

Zheng Yi, that bastard, got Xiao Lan to cooperate, and she's already been very cooperative. This damned director still won't give her a break.

How dare he?
“Come with me, let’s go to the room and talk.” Kidd, playing 'Hideo Nakata', thought his operation was a great success.

They even took out their small camera, confident of victory.

Simply taking a photo with Miss Chris and putting it in the media would prove that he stole this Hollywood gem.

Treasures are also gems.

He, Phantom Thief Kid, isn't exactly a frivolous person.

Kid casually placed his sword on the table, then smiled and said to Vermouth, "Miss Chris, may I take a picture with you?"

His tone was flippant, unlike Nakata's composed manner.

"Kaitou Kidd?"

"Yes."

Kidd publicly ripped off his clothes, revealing himself in a flowing white shirt.

"Can we take a picture together?" Kidd asked.

"of course can."

Vermouth naturally posed for a photo with Kid, sporting her signature business smile.

Kidd nodded.

A very easy job.

Mission accomplished, time to go back and catch up on some sleep.

“Do you know that your advance notice is very unfriendly to a lady?” Vermouth said.

Kidd bowed politely and said, "I'm very sorry."

Vermouth shook her head: "Do you know how late I stayed up because of you?"

“I’m sorry.” Kidd smiled apologetically. “However, I think you would be willing to spend some time with your fans.”

"Fans? You?"

Vermouth reached out and grabbed Kidd's arm.

Kidd was taken aback, feeling that the force coming from his arm was a little strange.

Before he could even put up a fight, Vermouth threw him off.

Kidd's face was smashed open with a mask of pain.

He quickly got up from the ground and touched his arms and chest.

Damn it, the injuries I sustained at the Mikasa City Hall haven't healed yet, and now I've been hit hard again.

He grinned at Vermouth and asked, "Are you really Miss Chris?"

"of course."

"Are you a female martial arts star?" Kidd asked.

This strength is nothing like that of a delicate female celebrity.

Vermouth tossed her hair and said, "Aren't you my fan? Didn't you know?"

Of course I don't know.

Kidd pulled out a smoke bomb, preparing to escape.

'whoosh~'

"what!"

Kidd's hand was hit by a flying plank, and the smoke grenade fell to the ground.

Vermouth rushed over and punched Kid in the face, yelling, "You bastard, die!"

Kidd felt his teeth were a little loose.

"I'm not Zheng Yi, I'm Kaito Kid," Kid said, covering his face. But Vermouth didn't care who he was.

She needs to vent all the resentment she's been holding in these past few days.

The resentment from being threatened by Shoichi with Ran, the resentment from being forced to work overtime, and the resentment from not being able to kill Shoichi all need to be vented.

It can only be said that Kidd just happened to be there at the right time.

“Didn’t you want to steal this treasure of mine?” Vermouth walked up to Kidd. “I’ll give you that chance.”

"I won't steal anymore."

Kidd covered his face and ran outside.

Let whoever wants to steal from this kind of guy steal it.

Are all Hollywood actresses this ruthless?

"Zhengyi, die!"

Vermouth grabbed Kidd and punched him in the eye socket again.

"If you hate Zheng Yi, go and beat him up!" Kidd's voice trembled.

He didn't want to become Zhengyi's substitute.

Vermouth punched and kicked Kid for a long time, venting her resentment before slowly letting out a sigh of relief.

A lot of the discomfort I felt was relieved.

The commotion inside the room was so loud that it naturally attracted the attention of other people.

The assistant director cautiously approached the door of the room, listening to what was happening inside, worried that Miss Chris was hitting the director.

After all, with such high pressure from the director, many people had opinions about him.

Just as he made up his mind to knock on the door, a white figure ran out of the room.

It was clear that the white figure looked somewhat disheveled, with quite a few footprints on its body.

Seeing the people around him, Kidd waved his cape casually, then awkwardly pulled it back after noticing the footprints on it.

He said with a smile, "I have already taken Hollywood's most precious treasure."

Then a smoke bomb was dropped, and everyone coughed. After the smoke cleared, all that could be seen was Phantom Thief Kid piloting a hang glider in the air.

"Cough cough."

"Cough cough."

The assistant director looked at Kidd in the air and wondered why he seemed a bit disheveled.

"Miss Chris, Kidd didn't do anything to you, did he?"

“No.” Vermouth shook her head. “Let’s go find the director first. Kid came to me disguised as the director. He must have confused the director.”

"Okay, everyone, let's find the director together," the assistant director instructed. "Also, call Inspector Nakamori and tell him that Kid has already left."

The assistant director curled his lip.

I feel like I won't need to call the police if I encounter Kid in the future, because it won't make a difference whether I call the police or not. The police simply don't have the ability to arrest Kid.

They were so easily fooled by Kidd, it was like he was letting them win.

……

"Young Master, your face?"

"It's nothing, just a minor injury," Kaito said, frowning.

"hiss~"

He pulled at the wound on his mouth while speaking, and it hurt so much that he grimaced.

Seeing Kaito's miserable state, Kijima no Nasuke took out some medicinal wine and started applying it to Kaito's face.

"Young Master, why are you going to see that Hollywood actress?"

"Oh, just think of it as me being a fangirl," Kaito waved his hand and said, "By the way, did those police officers hurt you?"

"No."

Kyouji no Nasuke shook his head.

"Kaito!"

"Dong Dong Dong~"

"Kaito!"

Kaito shuddered. "Oh no, Aoko's coming! I can't let her see me like this!"

Aoko was still calling from outside the door: "Hurry up and open the door! We're supposed to go to the amusement park, are you going to stand me up again?"

"Dong Dong Dong~"

(End of this chapter)