Conan: After teaching the protagonist, they offered their loyalty.

Chapter 134 No, why is Jun Du everywhere?

night...

A De Tomaso Pantera is driving on the highway.

Fuheshser sat in the passenger seat, head down, replying to Sherry's text message...

The other party prepared a lot of meat, including his favorite animal liver.

However, I've already promised Vermouth, so I'll talk to Sherry another day.

Ding..

Gin sent me a text message.

It's about preparing to take action against high-ranking right-wing figures in Japan.

News of Shigehiko Tomoguchi's death has spread, and right-wing leaders are making preparations on two fronts.

On one hand, it was for the purpose of investigation, and on the other hand, it was to bury Shigehiko Tonoguchi at Yasukuni Shrine and to commemorate him.

The purpose is to win people's hearts and minds, and at that time, core members of the Japanese right wing will be present, so they can be captured all at once.

Fuheshen glanced at the text message and then put his phone away.

Gin is incredibly fast, no doubt about it.

In such a short time, so much information has been gathered and tasks have been formulated.

He truly deserves to be called a model worker.

"What do you want to eat?" Vermouth asked, sitting in the driver's seat with her slender hands gripping the steering wheel.

"If you're treating, you choose." Fuheshen'er was already thinking about how to eat.

Vermouth, needless to say, was one of that gentleman's confidantes...

He's incredibly wealthy. Just looking at the sports car he's sitting in, his assets are at least hundreds of millions, maybe even a billion.

But he (the author) couldn't think of anything because poverty limited his imagination.

"By the way, I wanted to ask, what's your relationship with that girl?" Vermouth tapped the steering wheel lightly. "Don't get me wrong, I just heard that her father is a very capable detective."

Vermouth was clearly stating a pointless statement... but she didn't realize it at the moment.

Fuheshtar has already wiped out high-ranking Japanese politicians and the SAT counter-terrorism force. Would he care about a sleeping detective?

“Your reason for asking the question is far-fetched.” Vushel rummaged through Vermouth’s body, took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, took one out and lit it. “Just ask me what you’re asking. I don’t like beating around the bush.”

Vermouth:.........

“Okay, then can you tell me what kind of relationship we have?” Vermouth asked again.

“It’s none of your business,” Fuheshen said calmly.

Vermouth's grip on the steering wheel tightened unconsciously... but her excellent acting skills still allowed her to flash a charming smile, "Oh dear, I'm just a little jealous..."

She didn't know how Fuheishener truly viewed Angel...

But at least from her interactions with Jundu, she learned about his cold-blooded ruthlessness and decisive killing.

Moreover, he also has certain mental health issues.

He was like a ticking time bomb next to Angel.

But she was powerless to do anything about it, after all, Fuhesh was far too powerful.

Moreover, she didn't know where the other person's limits were.

What's most frightening is the unknown...

She hoped that Fuhesh would not understand this feeling, so that he would not realize how much she cared for Angel.

If they really found out... it would be like someone had seized her biggest weakness, and her life or death would be out of her own hands.

Vishnu looked down at his phone, not responding to Vermouth...

If he knew what the other person was thinking, he would most likely just sneer.

Even if he didn't know, his life or death, and even Vermouth's entire being, were in his hands.

A few minutes later...

The car stopped at a tavern, in a rather secluded spot.

"You brought me here to eat?" Fu Heishen'er's dark eyes flashed with a dangerous glint. "I'm not Gin."

“This is one of the organization’s bases, and the food is delicious,” Vermouth explained with a smile.

Fu Heishen snorted coldly, got out of the car, glanced at the Black Widow Tavern sign, and pushed open the door to enter...

Just after entering...

I saw a man wearing a black top hat and with silver hair reading a book.

Vodka, standing nearby, was also engrossed in reading a book.

Fu Heishen'er frowned slightly as he glanced at the book title.

The Complete Encyclopedia of The Witcher

Does magic really exist?

In addition, there were two books on the table: "The Psychology of Problem Children" and "The Self-Cultivation of a Boss".

What the hell?

Fu Heishen's lips twitched slightly.

"Hey, what brings you here, Cointreau?" Vodka looked up, glanced at him, and greeted him with a smile.

Gin, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, was also taken aback when he heard this.

She stiffly raised her neck little by little and looked at the man with a scar on the corner of his mouth.

Wait, why is Cointreau everywhere?

"Why did you come here?" Gin asked first, his tone somewhat cold.

"Let's eat." Fuheshen'er sat on the sofa, propped his elbows on the table, and rested his chin on the back of his hand. "What, so eager to learn magic?"

“I just want to know how many of your kind you have.” Gin closed the book and lit a cigarette.

Fuheshen'er:........

Could the other person think I'm a magician or a witcher?

“Yes, Cointreau, I’d like to know too,” Vodka chimed in from the side.

"The same kind?" Fuhe Shen'er chuckled, seemingly lost in thought. "I'm just a monkey without any magical power."

"Cursed power...?" Gin asked, puzzled.

But then I thought, it might just be industry jargon used by the other party.

"Ah..." Vodka had the same thought as Gin, "So, there really are magicians?"

These days, my older brother has been acting strangely, dragging me along to cram in the Encyclopedia of Magic and stories about witchers, among other odd books.

Fukuro Jinji thought of Koizumi Akako and nodded.

"Then, can I learn it?" The vodka sunglasses reflected light again, but this time it wasn't hard to look at directly.

“This…” Fuheishen took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Upon seeing this, Vodka quickly took out a lighter and lit it.

“That won’t work…” Fuheshen took a deep breath. “Without bloodline, one cannot learn.”

He was telling the truth; he had also roughly seen Koizumi Akako's magic...

Although it is a different system from sorcery, they are very similar.

However, Koizumi Akako is at most a narcissistic high school girl, a somewhat silly witch, and no matter how strong she is, she can't be that strong.

The only way to enhance one's charm is through magic...

Magic, on the other hand, can only be manifested based on the other person's physical structure and blood.

"Ah..." Vodka lowered his head in disappointment.

In his dream, he learned magic, led his older brother to attack the FBI, kicked that man off the stage, and made his older brother the BOSS. His wish was dashed.