The Conan World's Contribution Transcript

Chapter 138 The murderer's face
She doesn't need friends. It's not about loyalty, especially when you don't know where a member of the organization with long silver hair might suddenly pop out and hit you in the back with a stick. She doesn't need friends who will make her worry.

Zhijing's attitude was so tough that Zhu Fu finally asked the question that made him curious:
"I always find it strange, are you angry with him?"

Zhi Jing snorted coldly: "Humph, I have no right to be angry, I am the criminal."

That's being angry.

Zhu Fu covered his head and sighed deeply.

Zhi Jing frowned: "I don't like it, and I don't want others to make decisions for me. Zhu Fu, if you want to be someone, be his savior. I don't need it."

"No, it's mainly because he is a responsible guy..."

Zhi Jing hung up the phone directly.

Don't disturb her while she's working.

She quietly went up and walked all the way to the exhibition hall where Pandora was displayed.

Today, Pandora is still safely inside the glass cabinet, with no one around, embellishing the tranquility of the night.

"Cowards, you haven't dared to take action until now?"

Zhijing pried open the glass cabinet with ease, took out Pandora, walked directly to the window, and pointed the gem at the hazy moonlight.

Nothing happened.

She just said, this is not Pandora.

But the corners of her mouth curled up, and what she said was:
"Pandora, I finally see you."

This sentence was like a signal. Several men in black suddenly appeared in the empty venue. They pointed at the mirror standing beside the bed and warned in a cold voice:

"Don't move."

The prey is coming.

Zhi Jing did not turn around, but just tilted her head slightly, with the corner of her mouth raised:

"Oh? Looks like it's my turn." The leading man said coldly, "Raise your hands. Who are you?"

Zhijing raised her hand obediently and asked with interest: "That's strange, is it because I'm always chasing Kaito Kidd that no one pays attention to me?"

She smiled, raised her hands, and turned slowly.

Her words changed the way those people looked at her. They tried to think, until one of them spoke:
"I remember now, you are the girl he picked up."

Zhijing's eyes immediately locked onto the man who was speaking.

The man met her gaze and smiled coldly: "I saw you on the day he had the accident."

"Little girl, go and bring him food. You two are like real father and daughter. It's a pity that he didn't keep his promise to go home, right?"

"Oh, yes, I also saw you on the day of the funeral. The little girl was hugging her brother and crying so pitifully. If Kuroba Touichi knew that his children would become like this, would he regret going against us, kid!"

Zhijing's eyes gradually became more vicious as he spoke, and the fingers holding Pandora moved slightly.

Is she going to stay here alone without any preparation?

He rushed to Kudo's house overnight to capture the FBI agent who was on a health regimen and use him as his helper. How could he have the chance to secretly follow him, hide in some building nearby, and shoot at him with a sniper rifle?
Zhi Jing tilted her head slightly, curled the corners of her mouth, moved her body slightly to the right, lowered her head, and a pair of sunglasses slipped off from the top of her head and got stuck on the bridge of her nose.

Outside the window facing the men, two or three searchlights suddenly lit up, and the dark exhibition hall instantly became as bright as day. The men were startled and subconsciously picked up their pistols and fired randomly into the light:
"Bang bang bang-"

The sound of gunfire resounded through the night sky, shattering the window glass behind them. The crystal clear glass flew in the air. In the light, Zhi Jing stood up from the bunker of the booth, raised his hand calmly, and pulled the trigger one by one at the men who were covering their faces.

All the chaos ended, the night sky returned to calm, and the man who had once spoken wildly fell to the ground, blood gradually flowing from his body.

"Ah, yes, that's the expression."

Zhi Jing kicked the guns away from their hands, grabbed the face of the man who had just been arrogant and provocative, pinched his chin, looked at his expression which was still alive but in great pain, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose:

"Growing up, this is the expression on my face when I imagine catching the murderer behind the scenes."

She kicked him aside, her eyes filled with even more joy.

"happy."