I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

Although she still had a male face and a male voice, her tone and movements were obviously more feminine.

"Well, but there's nothing we can do about it. After all, when you're famous, you're prone to gossip. There are always some people who are jealous and can't stand it, but there's nothing we can do about it. They can only say some nonsense behind your back."

"Understood, understood."

Serabelle nodded, looking as if she felt the same way.

After all, he had experienced this kind of thing many times before in MI6.

Perhaps because of her appearance and figure, Akai Mary actually has quite a number of admirers among her colleagues in MI6, and Akai Mary's personality is very straightforward, and she is never nice to those people.

As the saying goes, if you can't eat the grapes, you will say they are sour. Since we don't dare to say bad things about Akai Mary, all the malice can only be transferred to Serabell.

Various rumors, such as "Akai Mary's gigolo", "Akai Mary's child-raising husband" and so on.

However, these words have not appeared since several members of MI6's executive department had their limbs broken "accidentally" by Serabelle during sparring and were bedridden for a month.

After all, if something like this that everyone knows is heard every day like gossip, even the most honest person would get angry.

Mainly because it’s annoying!

Seeing that the two were about to start a harmonious conversation, Yukiko pouted and interrupted them.

"Is the disguise enough for this point, Sharon?"

Chapter 100 Touch Sister Bei~

Sharon?

Hearing this name, Serabelle's thoughts hesitated for a moment.

After all, before this, Yukiko had always called her Miss Chris.

And before coming to New York, he had already learned that Sharon Wynyard was actually Chrissie Wynyard...or Vermouth's biological mother.

But now he is calling the mother's name to the daughter. What is this?

Serabel didn't think that Yukiko would do something for no reason, so he decided to wait and see.

"Sharon... hehe."

Hearing the latter shout out this name, Vermouth suddenly laughed, her shoulders shaking slightly under her tattered clothes, as if she had really heard something particularly funny, and even her voice returned to its original tone.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Yukiko asked back with the same smile.

"No, it's nothing."

Vermouth shrugged to stop laughing, but there was still an obvious smile on the corner of her mouth.

"I just feel like I'm more used to hearing you call me that... Well, having said that, I never intended to hide it from the beginning."

"There's nothing I can do. Although I've suspected it many times, no matter how hard I think about it, the dead can't be resurrected." Yukiko's mouth curled up. "After all, who would have thought that there would be an operation where the mother and daughter are actually the same person?"

yeah?

As soon as she finished speaking, a rotating loading bar appeared above Serabelle's head.

Wait, it is known that Chrissie Wynyard is a member of the Black Organization codenamed Vermouth, and now it is said that Chrissie Wynyard and her mother Sharon Wynyard are the same person.

That means, Sharon Wynyard, Yukiko's senior sister who learned disguise with her, is actually Vermouth?

hiss--

But why go through so much trouble?

Thinking of this, the loading bar above Serabelle's head got stuck.

But it doesn’t matter. Since I can’t figure it out...why not just ask the person himself?

As a qualified MI6 executive investigator, Serabelle's hands are always faster than her brain.

Without any warning, he took a step forward, and his whole body turned into an arrow. In almost the blink of an eye, he was in front of Vermouth, lowered his body and put his hands forward as if to grab and capture her.

"Haha~"

As if surprised by the boy's skills, Vermouth subconsciously leaned back to dodge, raised her eyebrows slightly and chuckled.

Of course, at this distance, no matter how far she leaned back, she couldn't avoid Serabel's grasp... unless she jumped over the fence from the fourth floor.

So Vermouth used another thing to stop the latter's actions.

boom!

A dazzling flash of fire suddenly appeared in the pitch-black muzzle of the gun, and a bullet flashing with a clear yellow light shot out from the barrel with a spiral airflow.

She had been hiding her hands in her wide snakeskin-like cuffs so that no one could see them clearly. I thought it was to cover up the difference in skin texture between her hands and that of a scavenger, but I didn't expect it was actually to hide the fact that she was holding a gun.

Serabel dodged in time by leaning sideways at the critical moment. The bullet grazed his hair, raising a burning smell in the air, and hit the wall behind him.

At the same time, his left hand touched the wrist of Vermouth holding the gun.

Gala!

There was only a crisp sound from the first joint of her index finger, and Vermouth cried out in pain in her own voice, and the other four fingers holding the gun loosened.

【Patton Technique: Fingering】

Serabelle caught the falling pistol in mid-air, took it in her hand, and then pushed it forward in a boxing posture.

Of course, he did this not to pierce Vermouth's lower abdomen with the barrel of the gun, but to load the pistol with bullets by inertia.

The next second, the muzzle of the gun, which still had some residual warmth from having been fired not long ago, was already against Vermouth's lower abdomen.

In less than two seconds, the situation on the scene was instantly reversed.

"Checkmate."

Serabelle tilted her head, meaning - it's over.

Yukiko behind him was so shocked that her mouth opened into an O shape. Although she knew that Serabelle was not as simple as she seemed, just a 17 or 18-year-old detective who could reason, she really didn't expect that she could be so powerful.

Isn’t this skill comparable to those ace agents in the movies?

So handsome~?

"……Ah."

After a brief silence, Vermouth seemed to finally face the reality, smiled at herself, and raised her left hand obediently.

"Okay, I lost."

As for why she didn't raise her other hand, it was probably because the first joint of her index finger was dislocated and tilted to the side, and it would be very painful if she forced it to be raised.

"Take off your hood," Serabelle ordered.

"Yes yes yes~"

Vermouth followed suit and touched her chin with her intact left hand. She scraped it twice with her fingertips as if looking for the end of a tape, and then gently tore it off.

wow-

The hood that had been tightly fitted to the skin with no visible flaws was easily removed. The loose old skin and dry silver hair of the silver-haired killer disappeared in an instant, replaced by a breathtakingly beautiful face and wavy golden hair that fell like a waterfall.

It looked exactly the same as what I saw in the theater.

"Is this your true face?" Serabelle asked doubtfully.

"of course."

The blonde beauty was quite confident about her appearance. She turned her head twice to shake out her long hair which was stuck together due to being wrapped in the mask for a long time, and the charming fragrance of her hair spread in the air.

She added.

"Of course. If you don't believe me, you can ask Yukiko to identify it. She is from the same school as me. If it's a disguise, she will be seen through immediately."

"Well, let her be the one to make the decision so that you can have a chance to get close and hijack her?" Serabelle asked back.

He knew very well that the female star in front of him was not an easy target. On the contrary, she was very skilled. If it was Yukiko who had no fighting experience at all, she would probably be defeated with one hand in the first encounter.

Even with a gun.

"If you're worried, you can do it yourself, Sera-kun." Vermouth actually smiled slightly teasingly.

"..."

After a little thought, Serabelle decisively reached out and touched the blonde's neck.

In fact, he realized that this must be the other person's real face the moment his fingertips touched it. After all, a disguise mask would not sweat and would not have such obvious human body temperature.

But Vermouth, as if to accommodate him, raised her face slightly like a cat being tickled on the chin, as if to say, "If you're not satisfied, you can touch me a little lower."

After groping for a while and confirming that everything was correct, Serabelle withdrew her hand and nodded.

"Okay, then the second question is, what is the name of the drug that can make people smaller, and what is the formula for its antidote?"

"These are two questions. Which one do you want me to answer?" Vermouth could still be naughty in this situation.

"The last one."

Serabelle said without hesitation.

Mingmei's sister had participated in drug research and development. If he really wanted to know the name, he could just ask directly. There was no need to argue with her here.

"That……"

Vermouth deliberately paused for a moment, and a seductive smile appeared on her beautiful face.

"What if I refuse to answer?"

"Then you're useless, I'll just shoot you," said Serabelle.

"Huh?"

Of course, the blonde beauty couldn't be fooled so easily. She spoke again with a glance.

"Are you sure? Knowing that my companions have already ambushed in this area?"

"It doesn't matter, just kill them all."

As Serabelle spoke, she poked the muzzle of the gun that was against Vermouth's lower abdomen forward.

Chapter 101 The Witch is Small-minded

Saying to kill them all was of course just a scare tactic.

From the conversation just now coming out of the walkie-talkie, it can be understood that the opponent's accomplices have already formed an encirclement with Vermouth as the center in this area.

There are four groups in total, ABCD, which control all four directions of southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest. Each action team has about four or five people.

It goes without saying that even if Serabelle shot and killed Vermouth silently here, when they tried to break through the encirclement, it would also alert the other members of the organization who were waiting outside.

As long as one group gets the news, the rest of the groups will immediately follow.

In the worst case scenario, they might even be ambushed by two groups at the same time, with the other two groups also rushing towards their location.

If Serabelle was alone, it wouldn't be a problem, but if Yukiko was brought along, it would be an absolute disadvantage.

"Kill them all... huh? You have incredible confidence."

Vermouth did not point it out, but just continued to maintain the posture of throwing with one hand, closed her eyes and smiled.

She never showed any sign of panic from beginning to end, as if she was confident that everything was under control.

"But unfortunately, I still can't answer your question. It's not that I don't want to, but I can't. Do you understand?"

In other words, I don’t know…

Serabelle immediately understood what she meant.

However, even the core members of the R&D department of the black organization like Miyano Shiho cannot easily come up with the antidote formula, let alone someone like Belmod who seems to be partial to the execution department.

It’s normal not to know.

"But it seems to me that Sharon, you should have taken similar drugs before, right?"

Yukiko walked forward and interrupted the conversation between the two, looking directly at the face of the blonde beauty, which looked much younger than she remembered, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"After all, even when we first met, Sharon, you didn't look as young as you do now. Judging from the movies you've starred in before, this should be what you looked like 20 years ago... No, it should be even earlier?"

"so what?"

Vermouth did not refute, but just asked this question in return.