I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

"I had no choice but to try my best to save the situation. I conducted a series of investigations on your daughter, Chris Wynyard, as she is known to the public. During the investigation, I discovered that your daughter actually has the same catchphrase as you."

"A secret makes a woman woman."

Judy repeated this English sentence, which sounded quite meaningful at first glance.

"But how could a daughter who had such a bad relationship with her mother that she had cut off all contact with her imitate her mother's catchphrases when she was alive? With this in mind, I continued to investigate your daughter and collected a series of key elements such as fingerprints and saliva."

"One day I accidentally compared Chrissie Wynyard's fingerprints with other fingerprints in the fingerprint database. The results surprised me."

"Your fingerprints and your daughter's fingerprints are the same, which means Sharon Wynyard and Chrissie Wynyard are the same person!"

As if she still found the comparison result unbelievable, Judy shook her head slightly.

"Since then, I have developed a habit of fingerprint comparison. After I found out that Dr. Niide who worked with me in the same school was actually a woman, I also collected his fingerprints for comparison."

"Then I finally realized that the enemy who had killed my relatives for so many years was right next to me."

After saying this last inference, Judy exhaled slowly.

"But there's one thing I don't understand. So many years have passed, why don't you get old?"

The result of the fingerprint comparison is absolute. It turns out that the current Vermouth is the former Sharon Wynyard, but... Sharon Wynyard was over 40 years old when she was alive, and now more than ten years have passed since then. No matter how you calculate it, she should be in her 50s.

The power of time is strong. No matter how well you take care of yourself or put on makeup, it can only delay and conceal the aging process at best. Your aging can still be seen in the details.

However, if one only looked at the face of Vermouth, one would think that she was a young woman who was no more than thirty years old.

How can this be?

"Hehehe..."

The Thousand-Faced Witch suddenly shrugged her shoulders and let out a low laugh.

! ? ?

Judy was startled and immediately clenched the revolver in her hand.

No one expected that Vermouth could still laugh in such an unfavorable situation.

"Why, do you really want to know my secret?"

She raised her face slightly, and the arc at the corner of her mouth was filled with a sarcastic smile, as if issuing a provocation.

Call ~

Judy took a deep breath, calmed her emotions and forced herself to calm down.

"Yes, but not here. Once we get back to FBI territory, we will have plenty of ways to make you talk. But now... in the capacity of FBI investigator Judy Stelling, I will arrest you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the female investigator quickly took out a small notebook similar to a Japanese police ID from the inside pocket of her jacket, opened the first page and displayed it in front of Vermouth.

It’s a really cool move. If it were in a spy movie, the protagonist would usually do this at the end.

According to normal development, the next step would be for large numbers of FBI to come out of the pre-ambush containers and surround the criminals.

But this was not the case. Half a minute later, there was still no sound coming from the surrounding containers.

"Surprised, aren't you?"

Vermouth smiled and shook her head, then reached into her clothes, took out a box of ladies' cigarettes, took out one of them and lit it for herself with a lighter.

"In fact, I came here disguised as mud two hours ago, and told them in your voice..." She seamlessly switched to Judy's voice and spoke in English, "This is tonight! Come back tomorrow!"

"What……"

Judy was simply shocked beyond words.

"So, have you figured out what I mean?"

Vermouth closed the lighter with a snap.

Almost at the same time, a bullet fired from a sniper rifle passed through the silencer and pierced the night sky. The familiar scene reappeared, and it grazed the female foreign teacher's wrist with incredible precision, leaving a clear mark of blood.

"what!"

Judy, who was caught off guard by the gunfire, screamed in pain, and the revolver in her hand slipped out of her hand subconsciously. It fell to the ground and bounced a few times before sliding in front of Vermouth. The Thousand-Faced Witch bent down and gently picked it up, then pressed the microphone disguised as a Bluetooth headset on her ear.

"Well done, thanks, Calvados."

However, the next second, the familiar boy's voice coming back from the headset made her body suddenly stiffen.

"That's all right. You're welcome. Sharon Mac Towne De Santa You forget a thousand things every day so why not this one too? Wynyard."

Chapter 361 Akai Mary's Revenge

Huh~

With a slight sigh of relief, Vermouth adjusted her state in an instant.

After all, she was once a superstar actress who was popular in the world film scene, and her most powerful weapon was her acting skills.

Even though she knew that Serabelle, who had just rescued her, might have already put the message on her mind, Vermouth still raised the corners of her mouth in an elegant and calm arc again, and calmly spread her hands towards teacher Judy who was covering her wrist in pain.

"Okay, it looks like the situation has reversed now. Do you have any backup plans?"

tsk...

Judy gritted her teeth and smacked her lips slightly in her heart.

As for the back-up plan, there is definitely none.

According to her plan, all she needed to do tonight was to lure Vermouth to the ambush site. By then, no matter how powerful this Thousand-Faced Witch was, it would be impossible for her to disappear out of thin air under the gunpoint of a dozen FBI agents, right?

However, this seemingly perfect plan, which was implemented without any errors in the first half, was ultimately lost to a teammate.

You know, she had repeatedly emphasized to all the agents who were expected to participate in tonight's operation that the target this time was the Thousand-Faced Witch who could easily disguise herself as anyone, so no matter who they brought with them, they should not take it lightly.

And then! They! Surprisingly! Still fell into the trap!

They had done so much preparation in advance just for the roundup tonight, but these guys were actually fooled by Vermouth pretending to be themselves and saying “This is tonight! Come back tomorrow!”

You know, it’s not even 8 o’clock at night now! It’s only 8 o’clock!!!

He was tricked into going back more than two hours ago, which means he has to work from nine to five and never overtime even if he has tasks to do, right?

She could almost imagine the joy on her colleagues' faces when they learned that they didn't have to work overtime tonight. She thought they were probably in some izakaya in Tokyo, drinking sake with geishas in their arms.

But she herself is about to die here.

Judy was so angry that she had no place to vent, so she could only sigh to the sky.

But even if she really had to die here tonight, she should at least...

Thinking of this, Judy secretly glanced back at "Haihara Ai" who was still sitting in the passenger seat of the car.

"Huh, it seems like there's nothing left?"

Vermouth can easily imitate others, so naturally she can also see through other people's mental activities at a glance.

In her opinion, Judy's current behavior undoubtedly showed that she was completely desperate.

Not only was he stood up by his colleague, but now even his only weapon of self-defense fell into the hands of his enemy.

If possible, Vermouth would like to fire two shots in a row, first killing Judy, and then killing Shirley who is hiding in the car.

However, it was obvious that Serabelle would not let her do this. The voice she had deliberately exposed in the headset just now was for this reason.

What's more, the previous gunshot did come from Calvados's special rifle, which means that Calvados was also killed.

The situation tonight is quite clear. Serabelle will neither let her kill Judy and Shirley, nor will she let her be taken away by the FBI.

Vermouth calmed down a little.

Although this was not the result she most wanted, she had to admit that it was also the most peaceful way to end it.

But, as the old saying goes, if you are going to act, you have to do it to the end.

After thinking for a moment, Vermouth raised his gun with a sneer.

"Alright little girl, we've almost had enough of the revenge game, let's stop here. I can let you go or leave, but the prerequisite is... you have to hand over the little girl in the car behind you to me."

"impossible!"

boom!

Before he finished speaking, Vermouth quickly pulled the trigger.

The gun fired and the bullet was fired.

The female investigator suddenly staggered weakly in the cold wind, and the dark red blood on her right shoulder floated like reeds in the dark night.

"Uh……!"

Judy covered her shoulders and slowly fell down weakly.

Vermouth's shot was quite ruthless. The bullet hit her far away from her heart and lungs, ensuring her safety for the time being, but it also pierced her blood vessels and caused her to bleed profusely.

Are you planning to torture her in this way until she dies?

Judy gritted her teeth and forced herself to tense her body to stop herself from shaking.

She was definitely a little scared. No normal person could remain absolutely calm in the face of death. If possible, she didn't want to die in such a place.

But there was no way. She couldn't face the Thousand-Faced Witch with her own strength.

Unless, a miracle happens.

Click.

Just as Judy became extremely conscious due to the severe pain, she suddenly heard the sound of a car door opening behind her.

The injured female investigator looked back suddenly, only to see the brown-haired girl who was originally sitting in the car open the door and get out, then walk up to her side step by step.

"Ko..."

Judy was stunned, and the word Conan almost came out of her mouth. Even the Thousand-Faced Witch with a gun couldn't help but be a little surprised at this scene.

But the brown-haired girl interrupted her early.

"Don't talk when you're hurt. You've done a good job."

Did a great job...

Although the voice was still that of the brown-haired girl, the familiar tone that was gentle and tolerant with a hint of sharpness still made Judy stunned. The sense of déjà vu seemed familiar.

However, the next second, a small hand knife accurately chopped the back of the neck of the kneeling female investigator with just the right force, knocking her down on the spot before Judy could figure out what was going on.

Eh?

The sudden change made Vermouth stunned for a moment. When did Shirley become so powerful?

No, could it be...

The next moment, the strong wind from fists and feet blew towards me.

No longer pretending, Akai Mary jumped up on the spot and kicked the revolver in Vermouth's hand with a bottom-up kick. Then she twisted her body 180 degrees in the air and delivered a powerful sweep kick to the latter's face.

Vermouth was caught off guard and flew sideways over the edge of the dock, drawing a golden parabola in the air before splashing into the icy winter sea.

In fact, falling into the water is a very reliable way for intelligence personnel to escape, but Vermouth did not do so.

Because the water in Tokyo Bay is so dirty that the coldness becomes insignificant in comparison.

If I really dive here and swim back to land, I might find after a while that I have a pair of extra breasts or something.

That's too scary.

Wow——!

So Vermouth held her breath and floated back to the surface of the sea. When she poked her head out from the water, the cold moonlight shone in the sky. An English girl who had taken off her brown wig and revealed her original hair color stood on the shore, flexing her wrists and posing a Jeet Kune Do posture condescendingly.

"Come up, let's continue."

Chapter 362 Akai Shuichi: Even my dad has never hit me like this!

After firing that shot, Serabelle no longer paid attention to the situation on the shore.

Because he also encountered a little trouble -

Boom!

With a loud bang like metal hitting stone that produced its own echoing effect, a combat boot with an iron protective front end kicked the dock container with a powerful sweep, leaving a not-too-shallow hole mark on the sturdy iron shell.