In the world of Detective Conan, the female characters are all acting strangely!

"Oh, right, the garden!" Xiaolan remembered something and asked:

"Isn't that Vermouth Xia Ye's superior in the Black Organization? Her identity is the most convenient. Do you think she might assign Xia Ye a lot of tasks?"

"I don't think so!" Sonoko said after thinking for a moment.

"If she wants to send Xia Ye on missions all day long."

"Leaving aside whether Xia Ye would be annoyed or suspicious of her by doing this, what would the other log holders think? For example, what would you think of Xiao Lan?"

"I will hate her!" Xiaolan thought for a moment and came to her own conclusion.

“That’s right, if most of the other log holders hate us—” Sonoko chuckled:

"And these log holders are basically all 'characters' that Xia Ye likes. Guess what will happen in the end?"

"She will be hated by Xia Ye!" Xiao Lan suddenly realized.

“That’s right!” Sonoko continued.

"Therefore, I predict that future collaborative tasks will be very orderly, and will likely foster cooperation rather than confrontation among the various log holders. Helping each other is the ultimate way to go!"

Sonoko, you're amazing!

Xiaolan's beautiful eyes sparkled, feeling that her best friend's imagination had suddenly become much grander.

How do you know all this?

“Family education…” Sonoko’s face fell, and she said helplessly:

"My mom said that even if the Suzuki family eventually needs to find a son-in-law to inherit the family business, I, as the only heir, need to know some basic things, so she's been forcing me to learn these things all the time..."

"Okay~"

Xiaolan stuck out her tongue.

Sonoko is too approachable; I almost forgot she's the heiress of the Suzuki family, Japan's top conglomerate!

.........

New York International Airport.

A tall, aloof, and capable woman sat inside a Mercedes-Benz van.

I closed the journal in my hand.

Vermouth picked up the phone.

"Vermouth? What brings you to contact me?" A hoarse female voice came from the phone.

"Tita, give me a few tasks!"

"A mission? What made you decide to do a mission?"

The hoarse female voice was somewhat surprised. Vermouth hadn't needed to collect missions from the mission database for over a decade; her missions were basically orders given directly by the BOSS.

"For my disciple!"

Vermouth smiled alluringly.

"You select missions located in Japan that involve infiltration, intelligence gathering, covert assassination, and preferably those that don't require guns but use poison. Give me one every two weeks!"

"These are all areas you're good at. Okay, I'll get them to you on time!"

"Crack——!"

Vermouth hung up the phone immediately.

Her beautiful eyes gazed at the plane slowly landing on the airport runway, and she murmured to herself:

"Wouldn't Xia Ye find it troublesome to do it once every two weeks?"

"Getting a reward once a month is pretty good!"

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Xiaolan is Injured

Japanese TV station.

The recording of a variety show has just finished.

Yoko Okino and her manager, Sakae Yamagishi, walked out the door and returned to their van.

Sakae Yamagishi yawned widely. He was exhausted after spending three hours recording a program with his artist.

However, looking at the back seat...

Yoko Okino still looked radiant and full of energy.

Not to mention being tired, I feel like she could record another day of shows without any problem!

"Yoko?"

"Singing practice in the morning, dancing in the afternoon!"

"I recorded a variety show for three hours last night!"

"Don't you feel tired at all?"

"He's probably going to hold a concert soon, and he's got a lot of energy going on!"

Yoko Okino opened a book that Sakae Yamagishi couldn't see at all.

Looking at her name already displayed above, she smiled serenely.

How could I possibly be tired?

In these ten days, let alone a trip like today's.

Even if I were ten times busier than I am today, my state of mind wouldn't change at all!

Tired? Not at all!

Radiant: During the buff period, your appearance, temperament, and physical fitness are all at their best, lasting for 10 days.

Yoko Okino gently stroked the pages of the journal, a hint of gratitude flashing in her deep blue eyes.

Without this buff, I definitely wouldn't have felt so relaxed about what's happened these past few days.

"This is your first solo concert in five years since your debut, so you should probably focus on it!"

Sakae Yamagishi started the car, glanced at the rearview mirror, and hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"Mr. Yamagishi, please tell me what's wrong. I can handle anything now."

Yoko Okino closed the journal, her beautiful eyes calm.

"I received Akio Ikeda's business card today..."

Yamagishi Sakae's eyes showed helplessness.

"Is that the scoundrel whose grandfather was a member of Congress?"

Upon hearing this name, Yoko Okino's pretty face showed a hint of disgust.

"That's right..."

Sakae Yamagishi sighed.

"he--"

"Mr. Yamagishi!"

Yoko Okino interrupted Sakae Yamagishi and asked about something else:

"How's the investigation into the stalker case going?"

"We still have no clue." Yamagishi Sakae said somewhat ashamedly.

"Yoko, you know we can't call the police, we have to investigate ourselves, so..."

"We can't call the police, but there are detectives, aren't there?"

A smile appeared in Yoko Okino's beautiful eyes as she softly asked:

"How's the investigation of the Mouri Detective Agency that I asked you to look into coming along?"

"I've already had someone check—"

"Yoko, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"Kogoro Mouri is a lousy detective who specializes in investigating extramarital affairs. He's hardly ever taken on any decent cases. Why would we hire him?"

"However, his family does have a daughter named Ran Mouri, whom the neighbors all call Ran-chan..."

Yoko Okino looked out the window at the city's neon lights.

"Mr. Yamagishi, please make preparations. We will be visiting you in three days!"

"you sure?"

Yamagishi Sakae still had some doubts.

If you're looking to hire a detective, Japan has plenty of better options.

Shinichi Kudo, the high school detective who's been making headlines lately, would be a perfect fit.

However, seeing Yoko Okino's resolute expression, he sighed and acquiesced:

"Alright, Detective Mori it is!"

no way.

He has been Yoko Okino's manager since her debut.

I now treat Yoko Okino as half a daughter.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so hung up on that business card.

Like other unscrupulous agents, they send their artists over there and pocket a lot of money.

"Thank you, Mr. Yamagishi!"

.....

The next afternoon.

A Harley-Davidson motorcycle roared to a stop in front of the Ichishin Dojo.

Ran, who was practicing in the dojo, stared at Xia Ye as he walked in, her mouth agape in surprise.

"Xia Ye, what brings you here?"

"Shiho sent me~"

Xia Ye sat down on a cushion beside the dojo, her eyes filled with aggrieved accusation:

"You don't know, Xiaolan!"

"I was planning to stay home all day, but Shiho kicked me out!"

She insisted that I come and bring you her homemade energy drink!

"Pfft——!"

Xiao Lan's lips curled up, and she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

There's no way around it; compared to the mature and reliable Xia Ye of the past.

The pitiful Xia Ye in front of me is just too cute.

It makes you want to pat his head and comfort him in the gentlest tone.

That's exactly what Xiaolan is doing now.

She walked over, placed her little hand on his head, and gently patted it. Xiao Lan said with a serious expression:

"Sweetie, you've worked hard. You can rest here. I'll make you something delicious after I finish practicing!"

Xia Ye grabbed Xiao Lan's small hand and placed it in her palm, feigning anger with a stern face, and said:

"Trying to take advantage of me, huh?"

"Hee hee~"

Xiao Lan wasn't afraid of his stern face at all.

She was absolutely certain that he would never get angry with her over such a trivial matter.