The Conan World's Contribution Transcript

Chapter 128 Dad, I Miss You So Much
Zhi Jing was actually fainted by the pain for a few minutes, cold sweat broke out on her body, and she was woken up by the pain again.

"hiss--"

She was in so much pain that she couldn't even make a sound, but she felt like she had been put in the back seat of a car. The driver in front heard her voice, turned around and asked:
"You woke up so soon?"

"hiss--"

Zhi Jing couldn't speak at all. If she moved a little, all the nerves in her body would be concentrated on the place where she was hit. She could only gasp again and lie down obediently.

Vermouth took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket and put it back, saying, "Take it, it's for anesthesia."

Zhi Jing bit open the bottle of medicine with great effort, and did not ask how many pills the medicine was. She grabbed half of the bottle and poured it into her mouth. She did not know how long it had passed before this special medicine finally took effect. Her body finally felt numb, and the pain and her spirit disappeared together. Zhi Jing finally had the chance to raise her head and look at Vermouth, asking:

"Why do you carry this with you?"

"It's not mine. It's the organization's special medicine that Gin brought."

After Vermouth finished speaking, he immediately added:
"Put your conscience out for me. He didn't give it to you. I forced him to give it to me."

It was obvious that Gin couldn't save her, and he wouldn't even look at her even if she bled to death.

Zhijing closed her eyes, half of her body still hurting, she took a deep breath and said, "I can't go to the organization hospital."

Vermouth calmly reminded: "You can't go to a normal hospital either. You have a gunshot wound, which can be fatal."

Zhijing murmured, but it was unclear what she was saying. After a while, she repeated, "You can't go to the hospital."

She cannot stay in the organization's hospital, and her movements cannot be restricted. There is still no news about Kaito, and no one knows what happened to Amuro. Moreover, in the eyes of the organization, she is still a suspicious person whose loyalty is questionable.

She couldn't return to the organization's hands until everything was over.

Sometimes she was too stubborn, and Vermouth smelled the blood in the air in the car, and finally gave in.

Is it really some kind of subtle blood relationship between her and this little brat that causes her to favor her again and again?
Do not……

Vermouth shook his head and asked, "What's your blood type?"

Zhijing answered dazedly: "AB."

"just."

Vermouth slammed the steering wheel, and the car turned a corner at high speed, heading in a completely different direction.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of a Western-style villa.

Vermouth looked back. Zhijing's physique was not as good as that pervert Gin. Moreover, in order to relieve the pain, she swallowed most of the painkillers in a panic. Now that the effect of the medicine had taken effect, she felt a little drowsy and had completely lost consciousness.

Suffered.

Vermouth got out of the car immediately, walked to the door of the villa, and quickly rang the doorbell.

I was feeling uneasy until the voice of the villa owner came from the other side of the doorbell:

"I'm coming!"

Vermouth stared at the three words "Kudo House" on the door with complicated eyes, gently suppressed her throat, and said to the intercom at the doorbell with a changed voice:

"Excuse me for interrupting you, but I need to speak to Mrs. Kudo about something."

"Who is it..."

The person inside the door was caught off guard and pushed it open. When he saw Vermouth standing at the door, he froze in his tracks. "Sha..."

Vermouth carried a person covered in blood down from the car. Yukiko was stunned by the situation, but the moment she saw the person covered in blood, she subconsciously ran forward and took the person from Vermouth's arms.

After recognizing who the bloody man was, Yukiko couldn't help but blurt out: "How could this happen?"

Vermouth didn't want to stay here for long? She just asked directly: "She doesn't want to go to the hospital, is it okay to leave her to you?"

Yukiko looked at Vermouth with a complicated expression and asked, "She..."

"She had a secret hidden from the organization, and it was discovered, and that's what happened now, so she can't go back, understand?"

Vermouth just left these words briefly, turned around and got into her car, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Little boy, I have sent the person to you.

Even though Yukiko had a thousand questions in her mind, at this moment, human life was at stake, so she didn't dare to delay at all. She held the mirror and walked into the house while shouting, "Husband! Husband!"

"what happened?"

Kudo Yusaku walked down the stairs from the second floor and saw the bloody man his wife carried in. He frowned and quickened his pace downstairs and asked:
"Who is this?"

Yukiko hastily placed the knitting mirror on the sofa, and while frantically helping her cut off the bloody coat, she said, "The girl I told you about can't go to the hospital now. Where is the medical kit at home?"

Kudo Yusaku looked at the body with injuries exposed after the coat was cut open, stopped Yukiko, and his eyes fell on Zhijing's chest. He shook his head and said, "This is a gunshot wound, and it's near the shoulder blade. The two of us can't handle it. Do you know a doctor?"

Yukiko looked embarrassed, and after thinking hard, a name came out of her mouth: "Arata..."

“Newly released in the United States.”

Kudo Yusaku reminded them, and the two looked at each other. Yukiko immediately understood and stood up: "I'll go to the next door."

"Call Shinichi back by the way."

Looking at his wife's departing back, Kudo Yusaku did not forget to add a sentence.

After Yukiko left, he squatted in front of the injured girl and checked. In addition to the gun muzzle on her body, all the nails on one of her hands had been broken off. His brows furrowed even more.

This is clearly torture.

What kind of thing would make someone torture a girl so ruthlessly?
And seeing that she would rather endure the pain than go to the hospital, it was obvious that she did not say what the other party wanted to force her to tell.

A girl with a secret, hiding here, must be trouble.

Zhijing's eyelids moved. The effect of the special medicine was sometimes effective and sometimes not. Her consciousness returned a little. When she opened her eyes, she saw a familiar and kind face appear in front of her.

That face didn't seem to have changed at all from eight years ago... Oh, no, it had changed. The style of his beard had changed, and he was wearing a pair of glasses. But even so, Zhijing recognized the identity of this person who made him think a thousand times at a glance.

Her savior, her mentor, her...

"dad……"

When Zhijing looked at that familiar face, she would involuntarily utter this name.

Kudo Yusaku was slightly stunned.

Zhijing stared at him, and seemed to feel that she saw her fantasy before death, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Dad, I miss you so much..."