I'm in Conan, I'm not a gangster

Chapter 358 Genius (2nd Update)
"Enough with the small talk, just get to the point!" Seeing that Rum wasn't there in person, Shiraishi E didn't want to waste any more words with him.

Rum took a sip of red wine and said slowly, "Kill Gin."

This answer was somewhat unexpected for Shiraishi E.

Shiraishi raised an eyebrow: "Oh? You said you were rescuing Gin, how did it turn into killing Gin?"

"Did I hear that right? The organization's second-in-command wants me to kill the organization's number one assassin?"

“There’s no conflict,” Rum said calmly. “Rescue him first, then Gin can die on the way to the rescue.”

"Why?" Shiraishi asked curiously.

Rum glanced at the other person, wanting to say, "Just do your job, why do you need to know so much?"

However, he only thought about it briefly, since he still needed other people's help.

We must adopt a more proper attitude.

He thought for a moment, then said, "Under interrogation, Gin has already revealed information about several members of the organization... According to the rules, traitors must die."

Shiraishi Ei, puffing on a cigarette and exhaling smoke, said, "The Gin Society betrayed the organization?"

Remembering the person netizens jokingly called a "model worker," he scoffed, "Do you even believe that yourself?"

Rum chuckled softly and said, "Looks like you know him pretty well."

"Only the enemy truly understands the enemy," Shiraishi E said casually, exhaling a smoke ring.

Rum nodded, agreeing with the statement.

He put down his glass, took a few steps to the side, and said, "Of course, the information he revealed was at the BOSS's behest."

"By using the police and the FBI, we can purge some dishonest members and give the FBI an explanation so that things can be calmed down and the two sides can avoid a complete falling out."

Emi Shiraishi believes this.

After all, the Black Organization's goal was never to be terrorists, but to develop APTX4869.

Along the way, it's inevitable that some bad things will happen.

The idea of ​​developing drugs to prolong life is not only of interest to Karasuma Renya, but also to elderly leaders, tycoons, and business magnates from various countries.

They might even be willing to invest and provide necessary assistance to accelerate drug development.

As for eliminating the Black Organization, they will not do it themselves, nor will they let others do it.

From this perspective, no one can destroy the Black Organization, not even Karasuma Renya himself!

Even if the Black Organization is destroyed, a Red Organization will soon emerge.

Rum, unaware of Shiraishi's thoughts, sighed and said, "Pisco has gone a bit too far; he's been too aggressive lately."

“But he’s too old and doesn’t have many years left to wait, which I can understand.”

"But the BOSS won't tolerate it..."

"If he can buy Pisco today, who knows when it will be my turn."

"........."

Hearing this, Shiraishi Eya realized that Rum was also somewhat unhappy with the BOSS.

The Black Organization was originally a group of criminals.

Everyone here has been doing lawless things all along, and their hands are all dirty.

You just bought Pisco like that, which makes Rum feel very insecure.

Who knows if the other party will sell you out next time?

That's why Rum wanted him to kill Gin, as a small act of rebellion.

Thinking of this, Shiraishi shook her head, not expecting the factional struggles within the organization to be so intense.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Those who stay in the Black Organization are all lawless criminals, and their moral standards are questionable.

They fought without restraint, showing no regard for rules whatsoever.

They only trust the guns in their hands.

"I can't be bothered with the mess in your organization... But what's the price?" Shiraishi asked.

Rum didn't speak, but simply held up one finger.

"Ten million US dollars?" Shiraishi E raised an eyebrow and asked.

“No, a ton of gold,” Rum said generously.

"Deal!" Shiraishi E agreed!

After discussing some details, the two left.

Rum didn't take the elevator downstairs; instead, he went down the fire escape.

Although he was old, he was still quite physically fit and walked for half an hour straight, managing to walk from the rooftop to the parking lot.

He was panting heavily when he got into the car. The driver, while driving, was puzzled as to why his boss insisted on taking the stairs instead of the elevator.

But he didn't dare ask and could only drive in silence.

And the other side.

On the rooftop, Shiraishi E squinted at Rum leaving the parking lot, and began to mutter to herself.

Is this real or fake?
If it's fake, then he doesn't need to be afraid of dying; he can just take the elevator down.

Even if he were killed by the C4 bomb he himself planted in the elevator, at most it would just be a decoy that died.

If it's true, he went down from the rooftop to the parking lot in one go, but then got into such a luxurious car and left.

Is this old man testing me?

You're so cunning!
After much hesitation, Shiraishi E ultimately decided not to take action.

He wasn't sure if the person on the other end was really him.

........................

At 2:13 a.m., Shiraishi E's black sports car slowly drove into the driveway of Miyano Villa.

After the engine was turned off, the entire mansion fell silent, except for the cold white light still shining from the laboratory window.

After parking his car, he walked straight toward the laboratory.

The laboratory remains closed.

After entering her password and fingerprint, Shiraishi E opened the door and went inside.

He pushed open the door, and the smell of disinfectant mixed with a faint aroma of coffee wafted out—

Shiho Miyano was slumped over her desk piled high with data, her short, brown hair disheveled and falling across her face.

Her right hand was still loosely holding the pen, the nib leaving a small ink stain on the lab report.

The cold light from the computer screen highlighted the dark circles under her eyes, and her eyelashes cast dappled shadows on her pale cheeks.

"She's so diligent, she even fell asleep while doing it," Shiraishi said with admiration, genuinely respecting her research spirit.

Not only is he smart, but he's also hardworking.

He's definitely a master of rolls.

He noticed that her coffee cup had fallen over, and some of the documents on the table were stained with coffee.

"Hmm?" After seeing this, Shiraishi E suddenly realized that something was wrong.

This doesn't look like someone is asleep at all; something must have happened!
He walked over quickly and noticed that Shiho Miyano was breathing slightly rapidly, her short brown hair was disheveled, and her fair cheeks were flushed with an unnatural blush!

He reached out and gently brushed the stray hairs from her forehead, placing his palm on her forehead—the scalding heat made him frown.

"You have a fever?" he said in a low voice, a hint of exasperation in his tone. "You're in this state, and you're still working all night? You're really something!"

As he spoke, Shiraishi E bent down, slipping one hand under her knees and the other supporting her back, preparing to lift her up. However, just as he exerted his strength—

"Ah—!" Shiho Miyano suddenly let out a painful groan, her body tensing up abruptly.

Shiraishi E was startled and hadn't reacted when the girl in her arms suddenly began to tremble violently. Her bones made a faint "clattering" sound, as if all the muscles and bones in her body were contracting!
Her clothes instantly became loose, and her originally slender limbs shrank at a visible speed!

"This is...!" Shiraishi E's pupils contracted sharply, and her arms tightened instinctively, but she only felt the weight in her arms rapidly decreasing.

In just a few seconds, Shiho Miyano's body had transformed into that of a seven or eight-year-old child, with short, brown hair sticking messily to her forehead, her small body curled up in his arms, her breathing rapid and weak.

Shiraishi E froze on the spot, her mind going blank for a rare moment.

He looked down at the unconscious little girl in his arms, and for a moment he didn't know how to react.

“APTX4869?” He knew that this was definitely the thing that had worked.

With a sigh, Shiraishi E carefully hugged Komiya Shiho and quickly walked towards her bedroom.

However, just as they stepped into the corridor, the little girl in their arms suddenly opened her eyes slightly.

“Bai…Shi…” Her voice was weak and childish, yet carried a familiar calmness.

"Don't speak," Shiraishi E interrupted her, her tone unusually serious. "Rest first."

Shiho Miyano—now known as Ai Haibara—frowned slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but the high fever made her delirious, and in the end she simply closed her eyes gently.

Shiraishi gently placed her on the bed, staring at the little girl in front of her, feeling incredulous.

No, you've already figured it out?

Outrageous!

Perhaps... this is what genius is all about.

What seems difficult to others, a genius can accomplish with ease.

Otherwise, what kind of genius are we talking about?
(End of this chapter)