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

Chapter 405 Gin: Even God is on our side! (2 updates)
The morning sunlight streamed into the hotel corridor through the gaps in the curtains. Kazuha was yawning when she pushed open the door and was suddenly startled by the figure in front of her.

"Heiji?!" Her eyes widened, and her voice changed.

Hattori Heiji was beaten black and blue, his left eye was bruised, and there was blood on the corner of his mouth. His clothes were wrinkled as if they had been roughly handled.

Ran and Sonoko peeked out at the sound and gasped simultaneously.

"Oh my god!" Sonoko covered her mouth, utterly astonished.

"N-It's nothing!" Heiji forced himself to stand up straight and deliberately spoke loudly in his Kansai dialect, "What's a little injury? I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?"

As he spoke, he patted his chest forcefully, but accidentally touched the bruise on his ribs, causing him to wince in pain.

He Ye felt sorry for him and wanted to help him up, but then she remembered that this stubborn guy hated being treated like an injured person, so she withdrew her hand halfway through, and could only bite her lip and worry helplessly.

Just then, the door at the end of the corridor opened, and Conan and Shiraishi E walked out one after the other. Seeing Heiji's miserable state, Shiraishi E managed to turn her face away with some restraint, but Conan was already laughing so hard he couldn't stand up straight.

"Pfft—!" Conan quickly covered his mouth, but his shoulders were still shaking: "Heiji-nii, how did you get beaten up like a panda?"

Heiji's face instantly turned bright red: "Cough cough! You still have the nerve to laugh?"

He lunged forward, grabbed Conan's hair, and shook him violently: "If you hadn't said 'there might be clues in the back mountain,' would I be like this?!"

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!" Conan cried out in pain, "I'm sorry! I'll treat you to okonomiyaki when we get back! A ten-person serving!"

"What? It was Conan's idea!" Ran suddenly narrowed her eyes, her voice was terrifyingly gentle, but she exuded a dangerous aura.

She narrowed her eyes and slowly walked towards Conan: "So it was you who instigated this? I need to call Aunt Yukiko right now!"

Conan felt a chill run down his spine. Before he could even run away, his ears were precisely caught: "Ah! Ran-neechan, be gentle!"

Ran showed no mercy this time, grabbing Conan by the ear and lifting him into the air.

Conan's face turned pale instantly, his legs kicked wildly in the air, and he hurriedly cried out, "Ran-neechan, I was wrong! I really know I was wrong!"

He realized that Xiaolan was really angry this time!
I'm not kidding!
Seeing this, Conan frantically winked at Shiraishi E, his eyes filled with such sorrow they could be Oscar nominees!
If my mom finds out, she'll definitely restrict my freedom; I'll have to stay by her side and not leave for even a moment!
After receiving Conan's distress signal, Shiraishi E considers whether or not to help.

If this kid gets taken back by Yukiko, then I won't have any more chances to be alone with Yukiko in the future.

Then I wouldn't have the chance to listen to her vent about the difficulties she encounters at work, nor could we get to bathe together and deepen our relationship!

There was no chance to go on a date.

When her own interests were involved, Shiraishi E knew what she had to do.

"Ran." Shiraishi E stepped forward and gently pulled her away, saying, "Ms. Yukiko is currently filming that international co-production, so it wouldn't be good to disturb her now."

He lowered his voice: "I heard she bet all her savings. If she messes it up because she's distracted, she'll lose both her money and her lover."

Xiaolan's hand loosened slightly, but her brows remained furrowed: "But..."

“How about this?” Shiraishi E said, pressing her advantage, “Let Conan stay with me for a while, and I guarantee I’ll keep him completely under control.”

He made a breaking gesture: "If he causes trouble again, I'll break his legs."

Seeing Ran's hesitant look, Conan immediately raised three fingers in agreement: "I swear! If I do anything reckless again, I'll have Shiraishi break my legs!"

After receiving the assurance, Xiaolan finally relented: "Okay. But this is the last chance!"

The crisis is over!

Conan breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to see Heiji smirking.

This Osaka charcoal!

"If this guy hadn't let it slip, I would have landed safely long ago, and wouldn't be suffering like this!" Heiji chuckled, watching Conan suffer as well. The torment he had endured last night vanished instantly!

After having a simple breakfast at the restaurant and hotel, the four headed to the pier to prepare to leave by boat.

However, upon arriving at the pier, they found the tourists crammed together.

The captain stood at the bow and announced loudly, "The Meteorological Department has issued a heavy rain warning. All flights are suspended!! We can only set sail after the rain stops!"

As if to confirm his words, rolling dark clouds could already be seen on the distant horizon.

Seeing this, Xiaolan could only say, "It seems we'll have to stay another half day..."

"Looks like I won't be able to get back to school, what a pity...hehehe." As Sonoko spoke, she couldn't hold back her laughter and burst into laughter.

Shiraishi E felt the sea breeze getting stronger and said, "Let's go back to the hotel first."

No one had any objection.

As Xiaolan gazed at the increasingly dark sea, she shivered for some reason, sensing that something bad was about to happen.

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

A pale white bolt of lightning ripped across the sky, followed by a deafening clap of thunder.

Gin stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the third floor of the villa, his black trench coat fluttering in the strong wind.

He held a lit cigarette between his long, slender fingers, the cigarette butt flickering in the dim light.

"Boom—" Another rumble of thunder rolled by.

Vodka reached out and pressed down on his hat, looking out the window with a grumble: "Dude, this weather is awful! The rain is so heavy we can't even see the road."

Gin took a deep drag on his cigarette, a chilling smile slowly curving his lips: "No, Vodka, it's a good day."

"Huh?" Vodka scratched his head in confusion, not understanding why Gin would say that.

Rain dripped from the brim of his hat onto the carpet. He said, "But the weather forecast says this downpour will continue until tomorrow."

"Idiot." Gin suddenly turned around, his cigarette butt drawing a crimson arc in the darkness. "The rain will wash away the bloodstains, the thunder will cover up the gunshots. The sea will help us dispose of the body!"

His green eyes gleamed with a beastly coldness in the lightning flashes: "This is a golden opportunity bestowed upon us by heaven to kill!"

Vodka suddenly realized and excitedly slapped his thigh: "That's right! We can just throw the body into the sea, and everyone will think it was an accidental drowning! Even God is on our side!"

He hurriedly pulled out his phone: "I'll have someone go to town and catch a few test subjects right away."

"An experimental subject?" Gin sneered, reminding him, "What I want is that high school detective from Osaka—Heiji Hattori."

His voice was deep and chillingly cold: "And all his meddlesome friends, shut up!"

Vodka then realized the other party's plan, but dared not struggle: "B-Big brother, do you mean to silence me?"

Gin exhaled a cloud of smoke and said, "That brat saw too many things he shouldn't have seen."

He turned to look at the town in the downpour, his狰狞 (zhengning, meaning ferocious or hideous) grin reflected in the glass: "Because of his status, we had no choice but to compromise. But now, even God is on our side!!"

Vodka chuckled wickedly twice and said, "I understand, boss. I'll arrange for some men to take them out right now!"

As he spoke, he immediately took out his phone and began arranging for people to kill the Osaka high school boy.

(End of this chapter)