Chapter 651: Vermouth's Goal

"Yukiko, let me take you on a tour of the stage," Sharon Vineyard said.

"We're familiar with this place; why don't we lead the way?"

A blonde actress named Rose took the initiative to lead the way.

Yukiko said embarrassedly: "That wouldn't be good! There are only forty minutes left until the start."

"It doesn't matter, because the first 20 minutes after the start are in the form of a narration to explain the origin of this musical to the audience, which is the story in Greek mythology," Rose explained.

"Huh? What are those things on top?"

Ran looked up.

"Those are the clothes used on stage; because they take up a lot of space, they are hung up there..."

"Oh no, there's danger!"

Ran suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone looked up and saw a suit of armor falling from above; the crowd immediately screamed and fled in all directions.

Rose was about to run away, but who knew her clothes would get caught on the nameplate on the wall, and she couldn't break free, so she could only stand in place, struggling and screaming.

Mouri Ran wanted to rush over without thinking, but was grabbed by Akaso Kaze.

He extended his arm and pointed at the falling armor.

Several wind pillars appeared under the armor, supporting it.

The huge and heavy armor seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, slowly decelerating, moving horizontally, and coming to Akaso Kaze's side, where it was placed flat on the ground.

Several actresses widened their eyes, their small mouths unable to close.

They had all been surrounding the big star Sharon Vineyard just now and hadn't noticed the person she brought at all.

Now seeing this scene, they were stunned and dumbfounded.

"This gentleman, you, who are you?" Rose looked at Akaso Kaze with shining eyes.

Akaso Kaze smiled slightly, "I forgot to introduce myself just now; my name is Akaso Kaze, and I am an Onmyoji."

"Onmyoji?"

The actresses didn't quite understand.

Akaso Kaze thought for a moment and explained: "An Onmyoji is a person with divine power, just like... the angel in your play."

"An, an angel?"

Several actresses were stunned.

"Does an angel really exist in this world?"

Rose looked at Akaso Kaze, her eyes emitting a strange brilliance.

Watching the girl's expression, Akaso Kaze's lips curled slightly, and he pointed to her towering chest.

"Of course there is; Ms. Rose, don't be obsessed with the illusions of the world; the angel is in your heart."

Akaso Kaze's words not only made Rose's body tremble, but even Sharon Vineyard felt a stir in her heart.

The surroundings were silent, and everyone was savoring these meaningful words.

Mouri Ran looked up at the man's handsome face in Akaso Kaze's embrace.

Her face was full of worship.

Sharon Vineyard suddenly said: "Alright girls, it's getting late; it's time for you to go on stage."

"Yukiko, I should go back too."

"Aren't you going to the audience seats to watch their performance?" Yukiko asked.

"I've already seen this play; I came this time just to see you."

Sharon Vineyard said while turning to leave.

"And I'm afraid there will be an unprecedented storm tonight; I have something unfinished, so I'll go first."

Watching Sharon Vineyard's back, Akaso Kaze's lips curled upward.

We will meet again, Sharon...

He opened a Space Eye to follow behind the woman.

Where there is light, there is darkness.

New York, near the Empire State Building, an underground stronghold of the Black Organization.

In the darkness, a man sat silently on the sofa.

Ding.

The door to the stronghold was pushed open.

"Bourbon, how is the matter progressing?"

Hearing the voice, the man looked up.

"Vermouth, you finally came. Just as you expected, the rampant serial killer has attracted the attention of the FBI, and they have already sent a team to search."

Bourbon turned on the indoor lights, and his short golden hair shone vividly under the light.

"The leader of the team is Akai Shuichi, the guy we call the Silver Bullet."

Vermouth, with her wavy hair, sat on the sofa, used her slender fingers to pinch a match, gently struck it against the sandpaper, and after the flame lit up, she lit her cigarette.

Wisps of smoke began to curl in the room.

She held the cigarette, flicked the ash, and said faintly:

"The Silver Bullet who can destroy the organization? I heard this person has had action capabilities no less than Gin's in just two years, but I think it's a bit alarmist."

"Hmm, I think so too."

Bourbon shrugged and checked the time, "I remember you said you had an appointment with someone tonight? Why don't you leave the assassination of that man to me?"

As Bourbon finished speaking, a cold murderous intent inadvertently flowed from his body.

Vermouth looked at him with a half-smile.

"Do you hate him that much? I remember you've executed a few missions with him, haven't you?"

"So what? Traitors should be cut down without mercy."

Bourbon slightly restrained his smile and revealed a harmless expression.

Vermouth shrugged: "You're right, but it's a pity, I also want to meet this Silver Bullet in person, so sorry."

A flash of regret passed through Bourbon's eyes, but he covered it up well. ===== CHAPTER 653 =====