Toru gave Sakiko some time off so she could properly stay with her mother.
As for Toru, he had important matters to attend to.
At a certain hotel in Tokyo, Toru followed the instructions given by someone, took the room card, and arrived at the presidential suite on the top floor.
As soon as he swiped the card and entered, a graceful figure embraced him.
Holding the delicate and beautiful body in his arms, he caught the captivating fragrance.
Toru directly lifted her by the waist, threw her onto the large bed not far away, and soon, sounds of gasping and moaning came from the presidential suite.
...
After an unknown amount of time, the presidential suite finally quieted down. Toru leaned against the headboard, also unclothed, holding a bottle of wine and taking small sips.
Beside him, Vermouth looked lazy, like a cat basking in the sun.
She wore a loose white shirt, her slender, beautiful legs wrapped in tempting black stockings. One leg was crossed over the other, her delicate feet tensed, and she held a lady's cigarette between her long fingers.
Her dazzling hair was pinned up as she leaned against Toru, exhaling smoke and narrowing her eyes, recalling the comfort from earlier.
After a long while, Vermouth extinguished the cigarette in her hand, took the wine bottle from Toru, and drank a large mouthful.
Toru wrapped his arm around her full and charming curves and said, "Work is done, Vermouth?"
"Mm."
Vermouth responded softly, biting Toru's finger as she said, "...The roadshow for the film is completely finished. After this, we just wait for the release, and there is nothing left for me to do."
"The Organization's work is also completed, but it might become even busier next."
Vermouth's slender fingers gently stroked Toru's cheek, her long nails lightly scratching his skin. "I have something important to tell you, Boy~"
"If it's important, why didn't you tell me earlier and do this first?"
Toru said with a smile.
Vermouth smiled charmingly. "Because no matter how important it is, it is not as important as me missing you."
This woman was quite old, yet she was still so good at saying sweet words.
"What are you thinking, Boy? Why do I feel like you're thinking about something bad?"
"Nothing. I was just thinking about what important thing you want to tell me."
Toru certainly would not say that he was thinking about her age.
Vermouth's expression became serious. She said, "The International Criminal Police Organization has established beacons in many parts of the world."
"According to my investigation, it can be confirmed that the full age identification system will be tested on the Pacific Ocean beacon off the coast of Japan in a few days."
Toru listened quietly to Vermouth's words.
"Rum's other confidant, Pinga, infiltrated the International Police headquarters in Europe and obtained the necessary password documents from there."
"Although Rum hasn't issued an order yet, I think he will issue new requirements to the Organization in the next two days, asking us to infiltrate the Pacific Ocean beacon and kidnap the founder of the full age identification system."
"At the same time, Pinga has already followed Rum's orders in advance and had me disguise myself as an important member inside the Pacific Ocean beacon to work as an undercover agent there."
Toru nodded silently.
The full age identification system was something he had to obtain.
Even if Rum did not issue an order, he would take action himself to seize this system.
But if Rum issued an order, he could save some effort and use the power of the Organization to take it.
Vermouth then whispered, "Most importantly, That Person gave me a secret instruction. He wants me to completely destroy the full age identification system."
"Even Rum doesn't know about this, which means That Person wants me to hide it from Rum."
Toru's heart stirred, and he asked in a low voice, "What do you think, Vermouth?"
Vermouth's eyes were deep. "The full age identification system can estimate and reconstruct a target's appearance at different ages using facial recognition and A.I technology, then locate the target through the beacon's monitoring system."
"I don't know what That Person is afraid of, that he needs me to destroy this system."
"Is he afraid that his identity will be exposed and he will be found by the monitoring system, or is he afraid that his appearance will change and his age will be calculated by A.I technology?"
Vermouth's mocking tone toward That Person already showed her betrayal of the Organization and her loyalty to Toru.
"You suspect That Person changed his age, became younger, and is afraid someone will use this system to find him based on that younger appearance?"
Toru's words made Vermouth pause. The Thousand-Faced Witch smiled mockingly. "As expected, Boy knows my real age, and you also know the Organization's true secret..."
"We are both the angel and the devil, because we want to reverse the flow of time and bring the dead back to life."
Vermouth suddenly sounded like a choir, reciting these words in a chanting tone like religious scripture.
"Yes, I knew your true identity, Vermouth, from the beginning."
Toru did not hide anything. He told the truth.
Although Vermouth's feelings for him had always been at full intensity, and they had already had countless moments of zero distance, it was only with these words that they truly revealed their hearts to each other.
"So, what do you think, Boy? My real identity is Sharon Vineyard, an old woman over fifty."
Toru smiled and gently stroked Vermouth's smooth skin, gripping her firmly, making her lightly bite her lip.
"Tell me, where do you look like an old woman in her fifties?"
Vermouth snorted, her thoughts unreadable.
"How did you know the Organization's true secret? I don't think Rum would tell you all this."
"Even CIA Director Spencer doesn't know this. He only knows that the Organization is researching drugs related to lifespan and has achieved certain results."
Vermouth frowned, looking a little puzzled.
Toru found it hard to explain that he was reincarnated, so he said, "Vermouth, just like the things you've been hiding from me, I learned all the Organization's secrets from there."
Vermouth raised an eyebrow, her eyes lowering slightly. "What am I hiding from you, Boy?"
Her heart pounded, and she even felt a trace of fear from deep within.
She was afraid that certain things she had hidden would make Toru dislike her.
Toru looked at her deeply. "You knew Sherry's real identity a long time ago, didn't you? She's the little girl who has always been by my side, Haibara."
Vermouth fell silent.
(To be continued.)