I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

The person who got out of the Toyota was a male school doctor wearing glasses.

"Ah~ Isn't this Mr. Shinde? Why are you driving out here so late? Is there something wrong?"

Although she knew very well that the person standing opposite her was definitely not the real Dr. Shinichi, Judy still asked jokingly, and the hot air from her mouth instantly condensed into frosty white mist as it left her mouth.

Hearing this, Dr. Shinichi, who was about ten meters away, spread his hands, looking a little angry but puzzled.

"I also want to ask you, Teacher Judy, why did you bring Huiyuan to a place like this so late at night? Huiyuan is still suffering from a bad cold. I called Huiyuan in advance and told her that I would take her to the hospital for a check-up!"

"Ha ha……"

Teacher Judy chuckled softly and did not answer immediately. Instead, she raised her index finger to her lips and spoke in standard American English.

"A secret makes a woman woman."

!

As if he had heard something unbelievable, the corner of Dr. Shindou's eye twitched involuntarily, although the amplitude was extremely small.

Judy, who was always paying close attention, naturally did not miss this small detail, and the corners of her mouth, painted with professional red lipstick, curled up with a hint of confidence.

"Why are you shocked? You told me this yourself 20 years ago, Vermouth... No, it should be Chrissie Wynyard!"

……

Just as the three blonde beauties were confronting each other at the port, a black Audi quietly parked at the entrance of the port.

In order to avoid alerting the enemy with the sound of the car engine, Serabelle did not drive the car in directly like in the previous two wrong cases.

At this moment, he was transforming into a shadow and moving silently between containers.

In fact, it was not in the plan of Serabel and Akai Mary that Judy would take "Haihara Ai" away before Vermouth.

However, this also explains why, after searching Agasa's house in the afternoon, Akai Mary not only found eavesdropping devices installed everywhere in the house, but even the telephone lines had been tampered with.

That’s right, there is no doubt that the bug was installed by Vermouth, and the telephone line was made by Teacher Judy.

Only in this way could Teacher Judy arrive before Vermouth disguised as Aida Tomoaki, and she also knew that Vermouth was using the excuse of taking someone for a physical examination.

It can be said that the preparations were extremely thorough, almost to the point of leaving nothing out.

But how come there is only one person to carry out such a meticulous plan?

This is the biggest question in Serabelle's mind after her investigation so far.

He believed that Teacher Judy brought her men here to lure the enemy deep into the port because she was certain that the current Tomoaki Aida was actually Vermouth. Logically, there should also be some FBI agents lying in ambush around the port.

But he has been scouting all the way until now... and the FBI hasn't found anything!

What about people?

It doesn't mean that you really didn't bring it, right?

If I had to say, Serabelle was actually a little skeptical. After all, most Westerners admire personal heroism, which can be seen from various Hollywood blockbusters.

Whether it is "007", "Mission Impossible", or even "Captain America 1", a movie directly linked to the US military, it is the same.

As the saying goes, film and television works reflect reality, many Western agents also behave in a relatively "unique" manner.

It’s just that their du liu is somewhat different from the du liu in the movie, and it can be regarded as misinterpreted and demonized.

The heroes in movies and TV shows are lonely because they are the only heroes. If they don’t take the lead, no one else can. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, and you have to take it yourself.

In reality, the independence of Western agents comes from interests. To put it simply, all the credit and funding are mine. Don't come and take it. I can handle it alone.

But...it would be fine if it was just an ordinary little fight, but I don't know whether it should be called courage or insanity to be so arrogant in dealing with a transnational criminal organization that has been dormant for half a century and is powerful enough to infiltrate intelligence organizations of various countries.

But it’s a good thing this way, as it makes it easier for him to sneak around.

Just as Serabelle was thinking this as he silently climbed over another container, the faint sound of metal parts colliding from below caught his attention.

???

Serabel looked down, and with the little light from the street lamps reflecting off the ground and into the shadows at the base of the wall, he saw a man wearing a baseball cap, tactical clothing, and sunglasses at night, squatting on the ground and assembling a sniper rifle.

Oh ho~

Chapter 359 Sister Bei: About someone listening to me peeing through the wall...

About two or three hundred meters away from where Serabelle was, the standoff on the dock was still going on.

Although Teacher Judy spoke seriously, as if it was extremely certain, Dr. Shinichi, who was standing face to face with her, had a confused look on his face from beginning to end, and a little bit annoyed.

"No... Teacher Judy, what are you talking about? What secrets are there for women? Stop playing such pranks, okay? And can you please close the car door first? Huiyuan-san is still suffering from a cold. What if she catches a cold and the cold gets worse?"

"cold?"

Judy raised one of her slender eyebrows slightly when she heard that, and glanced into the car next to her.

Indeed, the brown-haired girl sitting in the passenger seat was wearing a mask on her face and coughed from time to time. It looked like she had not recovered from a cold.

But just now when we were driving over here, the other person in the car didn’t cough at all?

unless……

In an instant, she thought of something incredible, and both of Teacher Judy's eyebrows raised.

But she didn't say it explicitly, she just smiled and said "oh" in a very American-style ups and downs.

"Indeed, it's not good to let a patient with a cold be blown by cold wind."

Teacher Judy said this while reaching to her side as if she wanted to close the car door.

But at the moment when her fingertips touched the car door, she suddenly raised her hand, changed direction, reached inside her shirt, and pulled out a pocket revolver.

boom!

Raise the gun, aim, pull the trigger...all in one go!

The revolver, without any silencer accessories, made a loud noise like a cannonball hitting a building the moment the trigger was pulled. The muzzle spewed out an eye-scorching flame, and the 9mm caliber bullet tore through the air and shot out, accurately glancing past the school doctor's right shoulder.

That's right, it just grazed past, not hit directly.

But it was finally rubbed.

Normally, such a minor scratch would at most only leave a tear on the clothes. After all, it was winter and people were wearing thick clothes, with at least two woolen sweaters under their suits. Even if the scratch was a little deeper, it would not hit the flesh directly.

However, the reaction of Doctor Shinde's shoulder after being hit by a bullet was strange and bizarre. First, there was a "pop" sound like a balloon bursting, and then with a long "hiss", his shoulder quickly shrank and became a little shorter.

It was like the shoulders of a tall man suddenly shrunk to the shoulders of a tall woman.

Although both can be described as "tall", there are naturally large differences in physique between men and women after all, and the shrinkage is still obvious.

And because his left shoulder is still normal, his whole body looks abnormally tilted, which is very weird. He could easily play a ghost with drooped shoulders in a horror movie.

"Uh……"

Glancing sideways at his obviously asymmetrical right shoulder, the "new doctor" held his forehead helplessly.

The disguise has been beaten to pieces. If I force myself to continue pretending at this time, it would be somewhat insulting to my intelligence.

No matter it's the other side or your own.

In this case, there is nothing we can do.

With a soft sigh, Vermouth reached into the outer pocket of her men's suit and gently pressed the deflation switch.

Soon, accompanied by slight hissing sounds from all over the body, the originally tall and strong male physique quickly shrank into a curvy female body.

Then Vermouth fiddled with her neck twice, as if she had finally found the end of the tape, and she gently tore it upwards to take off the entire mask along with the wig on her head, revealing the bright golden waves like flowing water and the beautiful face that was truly unparalleled and enchanting.

"Huh~ It turns out that wearing a mask all the time is not very kind to the skin."

Even though she was right in front of the gun, Vermouth didn't feel any sense of crisis at all. She turned her head back and forth and shook her long golden hair that had been bound for a long time. She threw away the hood and then turned her gaze to teacher Judy facing her. The corner of her mouth, which was painted with purple lipstick like a stepmother's, curled up into a charming smile.

"Okay, tell me, how did you discover the flaw in my disguise?"

"Well, if I must say...there's actually no flaw."

Judy maintained the posture of aiming the gun and snorted when she heard that.

"I have to admit that your disguise is quite perfect, whether it's your appearance, voice, or the small details of your actions and words in daily life, they are all perfect. But unfortunately, even so, you still have a shortcoming that you can't overcome, that is, you are a woman, and you can't urinate while standing."

"Don't forget, our offices are on the same floor at school. Even if you try to go to the bathroom during class time to avoid the students' gaze, I will occasionally run into you just as you enter the bathroom."

"But what I can't understand is that even if there is no student in the school bathroom during class, and the entire row of urinals are ready to use, you still choose to enter the toilet cubicle and close the door without hesitation."

It is true that what Judy said made sense, but for Vermouth it was far from enough.

She chuckled and shrugged disdainfully: "What kind of excuse is that? Is personal habit not okay?"

"Of course it's more than that."

Teacher Judy shook her head.

"What really convinced me that you weren't the real Niide-sensei was the sound of you going to the bathroom."

"……what?"

Vermouth's brows couldn't help twitching.

What is the sound of going to the bathroom? What other sounds can be heard when going to the bathroom?

It's not always -

As I thought of this, I heard Teacher Judy continue.

"Physiologically, women's urethras are shorter and wider than men's. Because they are shorter, the angle of urine when sitting on the toilet is completely different. For example, it is almost impossible for men to sit and urinate into the water reserved in the toilet, while women's urethra is more vertical, so even if they sit, they will make a splashing sound."

"And what's even more strange is that every time you use the restroom, you can hear a sound like a piece of paper thrown into the water. If it's after class and the restroom is full of students, maybe no one will notice it, but during class, you can hear that sound clearly even by the sink at the door."

"..."

After hearing these words, Vermouth, who always had a poker face, couldn't help but want to roll her eyes.

Listening to the sound of someone peeing outside the toilet door is so perverted... Even if it's a woman against a woman, it's still sexual harassment, okay!

Teacher Judy doesn't have the ability to read minds, so naturally she doesn't know the extremely complicated psychological activities of the blonde beauty in front of her.

Now that both sides have revealed their cards and exchanged many words, she approached them step by step with her gun raised.

"It is these two points that made me realize that you, the 'New Doctor', are actually a woman... Well, having said that, our connection is more than just this. But let's talk about the rest after you are arrested, Sharon Wynyard!"

Chapter 360 Your future husband is here to save you!

Before, she was calling Chris Wynyard, but after just a few words, it changed to Sharon Wynyard.

If it was said by someone else, it might be understood as a slip of the tongue. After all, although Sharon Wynyard and Chrissie Wynyard are mother and daughter, perhaps she inherited her mother's excellent genes. In the world film industry, it is almost universally recognized that Chrissie Wynyard looks exactly like Sharon Wynyard when she was young.

But when Judy said it in this situation, it was completely different.

As expected, as this name came out, Vermouth, who had looked indifferent a second ago, suddenly changed her expression. Her eyes, which were originally calm but with a hint of mockery, suddenly became sharp.

This is her biggest secret, which must not be known by any outsider.

So far, the only ones who know this secret are Yukiko, Seravel, and... the gentleman at the top of the organization.

"It's strange, isn't it? But it's not a slip of the tongue."

Judy stopped and now she was five meters in front of Vermouth.

At this distance, the revolver's machine gun sight is completely covered by the target's face, and even a novice investigator would not be able to miss.

"Do you remember the little girl you met at the home of an FBI agent in the United States 20 years ago? Although you burned everything to ashes in order to cover up your tracks after killing the FBI agent and his wife, the little girl luckily survived with the help of her father's colleagues."

"Twenty years ago, an FBI agent's house was set on fire..."

Even facing the black muzzle of a gun, Vermouth did not seem panicked at all, and even had enough time to think carefully with her chin raised.

Then she let out an "oh" as if she suddenly understood.

"I see. No wonder. I also found it very strange at the time. According to the report, only two adult bodies were dug out from the rubble. So that little girl was you."

"Very surprising, huh?"

Judy smiled.

"But you are the one who really surprised me. After I graduated from school, I inherited my father's legacy and joined the FBI to start investigating you. But what surprised me was that you turned out to be Sharon Wynyard, the European and American actress who was once very popular in the world film industry."

"Not only that, in order to expose your crimes and the organization behind you to the public, I began to investigate all the people you had contact with during your lifetime... Of course, the investigation did not go smoothly at first, because you were almost a loner during your lifetime. Everyone you knew had passed away, and your only daughter had severed ties with you long ago."