I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

A one-on-one confrontation means this is the best time for revenge.

As expected, as soon as the boy finished speaking, Akai Mary snorted coldly with disdain.

"Heh, if it's a one-on-one fight, I can blow her head off."

Ahaha…

Serabelle had no doubts about what she said.

After all, as a former elite investigator of the MI6 executive department, Akai Mary has always been top-notch in terms of combat capability.

Even after her body had shrunk due to the effects of APTX4869, she could still easily defeat a hostile male adult head-on.

In comparison, Seravel feels that Vermouth's combat power is just so-so at best. Rather than being a fighter, she is more of a super all-rounder.

"Got it. I will participate in this operation."

As Akai Mari spoke, she untied Serabel's hands that were around her waist, jumped lightly off the sofa and landed steadily.

Then she walked around the coffee table and came to the opposite side, with her back to the TV, about two or three meters away from Serabelle, standing straight with her legs together and her hands behind her back.

"How is it, does it look like now?"

"It's still a little short..."

Serabelle looked at it carefully and pointed at the corner of the eye.

"If you can touch up your eyeliner a little bit, it will be very similar."

"Oh."

Without any extra words, Akai Mary turned around and went back to her room, fiddled around in it for about five minutes, and then came out again.

At this time, the eyeliner at the corners of the eyes has been carefully modified. The extremely similar appearance is matched with the same brown slightly curly wavy wig, and it is exactly Haibara Ai herself.

"Is that okay now?"

"Uh... um."

Serabelle still pointed at her face.

"You can relax your expression a little bit, not so serious, and be a little cooler."

"Hmm~"

With years of experience as a spy, Akai Mary quickly adjusted her expression, and now everything was basically the same except for the voice.

However, this time she did not immediately ask Serabelle if it was okay. Instead, she came to the sofa, climbed up with her knees pressed against the edge of the sofa, then spread her legs and sat on the latter's legs. She raised her pretty face with a cold expression again, wiped off the scarlet lipstick, revealing her originally cherry-colored lips slightly opened.

Serabelle lowered her head subconsciously, but immediately stopped.

"……abnormal."

A familiar look of disdain flashed across the British girl's emerald eyes.

"You just wanted to kiss me, didn't you?"

"..."

I have no words to say, but what I have to say is true.

Serabelle was indeed very close to kissing her. Between him and Akai Mari, it was usually the latter who took the initiative. This was the first time that he acted like he was almost asking for a kiss.

"It's not like we haven't kissed before." Serabell tried to be tough.

"But I am now pretending to be her."

Not used to using affectionate terms to address her niece whom she had never met, Mari Akai simply used "she" instead.

And the questioning look in the British girl's eyes became more and more intense.

"You were planning to kiss me just now, right?"

"Well...well, I suddenly remembered something important."

Serabelle quickly thought of a way and coughed lightly to change the subject.

"Sister Mary, can you give me my phone first? I still have some preparations to make for the operation."

"What do you want to do?"

Mary Akai spoke coldly, but she turned around honestly and took the boy's mobile phone from the coffee table.

Serabelle reached out to take it, unlocked the screen, opened the mobile business hall, operated a few times, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"OK, that's fine."

"……What's this?"

Mary Akai didn't quite understand what was going on, but her experience told her that Celine seemed to have applied for some kind of mobile phone service, and it was done using her mobile phone number.

"Nothing, just a family member location function." Serabelle shrugged. "As long as I apply for this function, I can check the location information in real time, which will be very convenient when I take action to track them."

"Oh."

Akai Mary responded calmly.

But when her eyes subconsciously dropped, she suddenly noticed that in the "locatable" list on Serabelle's phone screen, there was another phone number besides hers.

"Whose number is this?"

Uh……

Serabelle hesitated for a moment, knowing that it was too late to turn it off, so she just told the truth.

"It's Aunt Eri's."

Yingli?

That Kisaki Eri?

Mary Akai suddenly recalled the female lawyer she met at the Izu Sea Ice Baths last summer.

After a brief silence, she opened her thin lips slightly.

"abnormal."

Chapter 356 The battle begins!

Time flies and it’s the next weekend.

The location is in Beika-cho, the living room of Kudo's house.

Yukiko, Serabel, and Hattori Heiji sat down on the sofa in turn. Conan stood in front of the three of them across the coffee table, with one hand behind his back and the other hand clenched into a fist, and he coughed seriously.

"The plan has been repeated many times, so there should be no need to repeat it again."

"Let me first tell you about the current situation. Haibara-san and Akemi-san have been taken outside by Professor Agasa to a safe place for the time being, so we don't need to worry about them."

"Then what we have to do next is to first make up Hattori so that he can pretend to be me, and then set off to the port of Tokyo Bay before four in the evening and board the ghost ship under my identity."

"The last thing we have to do is wait for the members of the organization on the ship to send a message to that Vermouth, and wait and see when they will take action."

Quite a concise and effective description.

Hattori Heiji turned his head and glanced at the clock on the wall of the living room. According to the plan, he was supposed to leave before four o'clock in the afternoon, and now it was already half past one.

"Then I'm afraid we'll have to hurry, time is a bit tight."

"Also...it's okay."

Serabelle looked at Yukiko beside her.

"Have you fixed that wig, Sister Yukiko?"

"Of course!"

In fact, even without him saying it, Arisuko was already ready to take out the wig she had prepared.

It was put on a plastic human head model without facial features, and at first glance, it looked exactly like Kudo Shinichi's hairstyle.

As she said this, she narrowed her eyes and grinned at Serabel.

"How is it, sister is awesome, right?"

"very perfect."

Serabelle gave a firm thumbs-up.

When I make this gesture, it means you are really good.JPG

Then he took out a small plastic bottle that seemed to be full from his pocket and glanced indifferently at Hattori Heiji who was sitting on the other side.

"You can put on the wig last. Now bleach the exposed skin."

"Etc., etc!"

Almost at the same time, Hattori Heiji also noticed something strange about the bottle in this guy's hand.

"What on earth is that? Why is there no label or logo on it? There's not even a production date!"

"what?"

Serabelle looked down at the bottle in her hand and shrugged nonchalantly.

"White... flour, what's the production date? Anyway, you just need to know that it can bleach you. Don't worry, I will use a primer."

"NO!"

Hattori Heiji's eyes widened into a ball.

"First, tell me clearly what that thing is. And you definitely didn't just mean white flour! Tell me honestly what that thing is. You should know that Japan prohibits drugs!"

This is true.

Although Japan allows the existence of the sex industry and gangs, and even casinos, it is unexpectedly conservative when it comes to drugs, and it implemented a series of anti-drug measures at the end of the last century.

"...Well, actually it's white wall paint."

Serabelle told the truth, unscrewed the lid and handed it to him to smell.

As expected, Hattori Heiji sniffed it, then immediately fanned his nose and backed away with a look of disgust.

"Okay, it's wall paint, but are you sure you can put it on a person's face?"

"Don't worry, I chose the environmentally friendly wall powder that has been recently launched. According to the publicity, people can move in immediately after the new house is decorated. There is no need for ventilation. Even if it rubs against the baby's skin, it will not cause allergies..."

"But after all, this is just smeared on the wall, and now you want to smear it on my face!"

"I told you I would put some primer on you..."

“Is this a problem that can be solved by primer?!”

"Apply it thicker."

Serabelle spread her hands helplessly.

"Otherwise, your face is too dark, no matter how much foundation you put on, it won't work."

"...Alright! Alright alright!"

After a stalemate of nearly ten seconds, Hattori Heiji finally gave in, although he was still extremely reluctant.

He was like some ancient military commander who was ready to die bravely, he sat upright with his hands on his knees, his face full of expression of a willingness to risk his life for his brothers.

"Come on then!"

"No hurry, I still need to mix it, I won't sprinkle the whole bottle on it."

Serabelle stood up and shook the small bottle in her hand.

"Anyway, go wash your face first. It's best to use facial cleanser to wash away all the oil on your face."

Hattori Heiji completely surrendered and followed suit.

Ten minutes later, when he finished washing his face and went to the living room, Serabelle was also ready. She had moved a dining chair to the center of the living room. When she saw Hattori Heiji coming, she pointed at the chair.

"Sit down."

"..."

Just sit down.

Then there was the two-hour makeup application.