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

Chapter 408 Shimabukuro Kimie's Confusion (1st Update)
The three of them came out of the hotel with umbrellas, only to be met with a violent storm.

The rain poured down, the wind howled, and the rain almost completely obscured the view ahead.

Shiraishi E held up an umbrella, but the ribs had long been twisted and deformed by the strong wind, and rain poured down the umbrella, wetting his shoulders.

Although she was in a bit of a mess, she was much better off than Kazuha.

Her slender body was blown uncontrollably backward by the strong wind, and she had to quicken her steps to avoid the comical sight of herself walking further and further backward.

Shiraishi glanced at Heiji ahead, who used his umbrella as a shield and charged straight ahead into the raging storm.

He didn't even glance back.

He was speechless. Was this kid really that clueless?
I told you I would keep an eye on Kazuha, and you're just going to ignore it completely?
After complaining for a while, Shiraishi E had no choice but to turn around, grab Kazuha's hand, and pull her into her arms, saying, "Let me hold your hand!"

"Th...thank you." As Kazuha spoke, she got a few more mouthfuls of rainwater into her mouth.

This forced her to shut up.

As the three of them were making their way through the storm.

suddenly!

Shiraishi E's danger perception has been triggered!
coming! !
"Get down!" Shiraishi shouted to remind Heiji, while simultaneously rolling to the side with Kazuha in her arms.

Just then, several bullets flew out from the corner.

The torrential rain and wind perfectly masked the gunshots!
Fortunately, Heiji listened to advice and immediately lunged to the side after hearing Shiraishi E's reminder.

He was shot twice in the shoulder and arm while he was still in the air.

After landing, Heiji endured the pain and rolled around without caring about his image.

His "lazy donkey roll" move was completely unnecessary.

Because the moment Shiraishi E fell to the ground, she immediately pulled out a pistol and retaliated.

The torrential rain and wind also perfectly masked the sound of his gunfire.

Based on the source of the crisis, he accurately located the hidden men in black and shot them squarely in the forehead.

The man in black who had hidden himself didn't even know how he died.

"W-what's wrong?" Kazuha asked, looking bewildered, as Shiraishi E pinned her down.

The rain was too loud; she didn't hear the gunshot at all.

But when she turned her head, she saw Shiraishi Ei take out a pistol, and then she realized what was going on, and her expression changed slightly.

"It's alright." Shiraishi E got up and helped Kazuha up.

He was about to check on Heiji when he saw that Kazuha's clothes were completely transparent from the heavy rain, and her cute underwear was clearly visible.

"I'll go check on Heiji." Shiraishi said, taking off her coat and covering Kazuha with it before turning and running to Heiji.

"How is he? Is he dead?" He turned Heiji, who was lying in a pool of blood, over to check him.

"No...it's nothing, just some bullets in my shoulder and arm," Heiji said through gritted teeth, enduring the pain.

"Then it's nothing serious." Shiraishi E helped him up.

"Damn it! How did they catch up so fast?!" Heiji cursed through gritted teeth, forcing himself to stand up.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go!" Shiraishi E glanced back at Kazuha, who was rushing over, and said, "The shrine is just ahead, hang in there a little longer!"

"Hmm." Heiji had just nodded when he saw Kazuha walk up to him with a worried look on her face.

He was too concerned about saving face, so before the other person could speak, he said, "I'm fine, let's go!"

"…………" This made Kazuha pause for a moment, and the worry on her face turned into speechlessness.

Although she already knew that Heiji cared about his image, wasn't this a bit too much of a concern?
Normally, she would definitely have given Heiji a good dressing down for being so stubborn.

But now is not the time to argue.

Kazuha could only swallow her anger and continue running towards the shrine in the pouring rain.

More than ten minutes later, the three staggered into the courtyard of the shrine.

Rainwater washed down the stone steps, making it almost impossible to stand still.

"What should I do now?" Heiji, enduring the pain and panting heavily, looked around blankly.

"Follow me!" Shiraishi E didn't explain further, leading the two straight to Shimabukuro Kimie's residence. *Knock knock knock*

The urgent knocking sounded particularly abrupt in the rainy night.

The door was quickly pulled open, and Shimabukuro Kimie looked at the three people who were soaking wet and in a disheveled state with surprise.

"You...why did you come here in such heavy rain?" she asked suspiciously.

Shiraishi E stated directly, "Vermouth sent us here; she told us to come to the shrine."

This statement startled Shimabukuro Kimie, as she had not received any prior notice from her master.

But they could also pronounce the teacher's code name.

After hesitating for a moment, Shimabukuro Kimie's gaze fell on Heiji's blood-stained sleeve, and her brows furrowed slightly.

In the end, she chose to help them, stepping aside and saying, "Come in first."

The three quickly entered the house, leaving wet marks in the corridor.

The warm light inside dispelled the chill of the rainy night.

Kazuha was shivering from the cold, and when Shimabukuro Kimie saw this, she immediately went back to her room and brought out a clean shrine maiden outfit and handed it to her.

"Go take a shower and change, or you'll catch a cold." Her voice was gentle, yet carried an unyielding firmness.

"Th...thank you." Kazuha nodded gratefully, took the clothes, and quickly went into the bathroom.

After handing Shiraishi E a clean towel, Shimabukuro Kimie turned her gaze to Heiji, noticing his pale face and clutching his wound, and sighed, "He's badly injured..."

She turned around and took out the first-aid kit, skillfully preparing gauze, disinfectant, and tweezers.

"Lie down," she said, pointing to the tatami mat.

Heiji gritted his teeth, slowly sat down on the ground, and said, "You...can you do this? If you don't have experience, let Shiraishi do it!!"

Without saying a word, Shimabukuro Kimie tore open his sleeve, revealing a gruesome gunshot wound.

She first disinfected it with alcohol, and Heiji immediately gasped, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

"Bear with it," she whispered, then used tweezers to precisely probe the wound.

"Hiss—!!" Heiji shuddered in pain, his fingers gripping the edge of the tatami mat tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

"Don't move!" Shimabukuro Kimie frowned, but her movements became even more swift.

The bullet was removed, and Heiji was panting heavily, his sweat and rainwater mixed together and indistinguishable.

He looked like he had just been pulled out of the water, his back soaked in cold sweat.

"Alright." Shimabukuro Kimie skillfully bandaged the wound before looking up at Shiraishi E: "Now, can you tell me what happened?"

While drying her hair with a towel, Shiraishi E said, "Heiji has to hold out against the men in black until the rain stops, and someone suggested that I come to the shrine for help."

Kimie Shimabukuro was a smart girl, and she immediately sensed the problem.

The other party clearly said Vermouth just now, but now they changed their tune and said "someone".

Clearly, addressing him by his first name was an attempt to gain his trust as quickly as possible.

But now they've changed their tune and said "someone," which clearly means they don't want anyone to know about this.

After understanding, Shimabukuro Kimie said directly, "I'm sorry, I don't know what's going on."

"Could I look around your room? Maybe there are some clues inside," Shiraishi E asked.

Faced with this impolite request, Shimabukuro Kimie hesitated for a moment before saying, "You can go anywhere except my bedroom and my grandmother's bedroom."

She pointed to two rooms, indicating that she couldn't go in those.

“Okay.” Shiraishi E didn’t waste any more words and began “searching” the room.

A short while later, he "rummaged" through the ceiling and pulled out a heavy travel bag.

"There really is one?" Shimabukuro Kimie stared in astonishment as Shiraishi E walked over carrying the travel bag.

She had no idea when her master had hidden a travel bag in her attic!

Shiraishi opened her travel bag in front of them. The bag was full of guns and ammunition, and there were even four bulletproof vests.

(End of this chapter)