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

Chapter 500 Taking Off Judy's Pants (2 Updates)
After killing the assassin Silver Fox, Shiraishi E picked up her pistol and sniper rifle, and on the way, she didn't forget to buy a first aid kit at the Bandit Mall.

He quickly turned back and found Judy, who had been shot.

She leaned against a pine tree, her face pale, fine beads of sweat on her forehead, her fingers pressing tightly against the wound on the outside of her thigh, dark red blood seeping between her fingers.

"Tsk, I told you not to move, but you insisted on following me. Now you're behaving yourself, aren't you?" Shiraishi E casually put the gun aside and shook her head.

He helped Judy sit up, making sure she was seated with her back against the tree trunk, and then carefully examined her injuries—the bullet was lodged in her thigh muscle, and the area around the wound was already swollen, but fortunately, it hadn't damaged any arteries.

“The assassin used a silenced sniper rifle with 9mm bullets. The power isn’t great, and the bullet is still inside,” Shiraishi E calmly analyzed. “It has to be removed, otherwise it will cause infection.”

"Um... thank you for your help," Judy said, enduring the pain.

Shiraishi noticed that the other person was wearing loose sweatpants, and the wound was located in the middle of the thigh.

Shiraishi glanced at her and asked bluntly, "The bullet needs to be removed, but that requires taking off your pants. Do you mind?"

Judy gasped in pain, but still forced a smile: "Take it off! At a time like this, who cares about the difference between men and women? Besides..."

She paused, then jokingly said in a lighthearted tone, "You're just a seventeen-year-old kid. You saw it, so be it. Consider it payment for saving my life."

Shiraishi E raised an eyebrow but didn't reply. She simply and carefully helped her pull down one side of her sweatpants to reveal the wound.

"I told you to stay put, but you insisted on running around." He scolded as he checked the wound. "It's a good thing Silver Fox didn't intend to kill you directly, otherwise you would be dead by now."

Judy gave a wry smile, her voice weak: "I'm sorry... I acted impulsively. When I saw you suddenly rush out, I instinctively followed... Sigh, it's an occupational hazard; I always treat you like an ordinary high school student who needs protection."

Shiraishi took out disinfectant, tweezers, and bandages from her first-aid kit, her movements as practiced as if she were treating a minor everyday injury, rather than digging a bullet out of a human body.

"Bear with it, it will hurt a little." He said in a calm tone, as if he were just reminding her to "remember to wear an extra layer as the weather gets colder."

"It hurts a little?!" Judy exclaimed, her eyes wide. "You call this 'a little'?!"

Before she could finish complaining, Shiraishi E had already rinsed the wound with disinfectant. The intense stinging pain made Judy stiffen up abruptly, her fingers digging into the bark, and she let out a suppressed cry of pain.

"Hiss—! Gently, gently...!"

Shiraishi E didn't even look up, her hands still moving steadily: "Aren't you an FBI agent? How come you can't even handle this little bit of pain?"

"FBI agents are human too!!" Judy gritted her teeth. "Who gets shot every day for fun?! Is it for entertainment?"

“That makes sense!!” Shiraishi E replied, her tweezers already inserted into the wound, precisely gripping the edge of the bullet: “Bear with it, I’m going to start removing it.”

Judy panicked instantly: "Wait! Is there any anesthetic? Give me a shot! I'm afraid I'll faint from the pain!"

"Do you think there's any anesthetic in the first aid kit?" Shiraishi E replied, then suddenly thought of something and suggested with a mischievous grin, "How about I knock you out with one punch? That would have about the same effect."

"Absolutely not!" Judy was so angry she wanted to kick him. "If this gets out, where will the FBI put its face?!"

She took a deep breath, as if making a firm decision, and said, "Come on! I'm ready!"

Seeing Judy's resolute expression, Shiraishi said, "Grab my shoulder, it'll distract you from the pain... If you really can't take it anymore, you can bite me."

Judy hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided to start over, obediently grabbing the other person's shoulders with both hands: "Let's begin!!"

Shiraishi nodded, and the tweezers were inserted into the wound again.

"Ugh—!!" Judy trembled all over in pain, her nails almost digging into his shoulder. Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer and bit him.

Shiraishi E didn't even flinch; her fingers were as steady as a rock as she precisely gripped the bullet and slowly removed it.

"All done." He tossed the bloodstained bullet aside and quickly disinfected and bandaged it.

Judy released her mouth, panting heavily as if she had just finished a marathon, sweat streaming down her face. "Is it... over?" she asked weakly.

"Yes, the bullet has been removed, and the wound has been treated." Shiraishi E put away her tools, her tone relaxed: "You can leave after resting for a while."

Just as Judy finally breathed a sigh of relief, Shiraishi suddenly pulled a small vial from deep inside the first-aid kit and exclaimed in surprise, "Huh? How come there's an anesthetic in this? Who put this in my first-aid kit?"

The air solidified instantly.

Judy slowly raised her head, her eyes shifting from blankness to shock, and finally to raging fury.

"White, Stone, Painting—!!!"

She raised her fist and pounded his back furiously, each blow filled with the rage of "Are you fucking kidding me?!"

"Why didn't you check sooner?! Do you know how much pain I was in just now?! Huh?!"

Shiraishi E laughed as she dodged, offering a perfunctory apology: "Sorry, sorry, I didn't expect it to be at the very bottom..."

Judy was so angry she wanted to pull out her gun, but unfortunately it was nowhere to be found. All she could do was glare at him through gritted teeth.

Shiraishi E stood up with a smile and reached out to help her: "Alright, can you stand up now?"

With his help, Judy managed to stand up straight, her legs still trembling, but at least she could walk.

She glared at him and muttered under her breath, "If you do this again, I'll definitely apply for an FBI global warrant for your arrest..."

Shiraishi E pretended not to hear, looked up at the sky, and said, "Let's go. If we delay any longer, the others will come looking for us."

He had barely finished speaking when he spotted the familiar Ran, Sonoko, and Conan in the distance.

"Hui! Ms. Judy, how are you?"

"We just heard gunshots. What happened here?"

"Oh! Ms. Judy, how did you hurt your foot?"

"..."

After the three of them jogged over, they immediately noticed the injury on Judy's calf and quickly asked her about it.

Ranko quickly took Judy from Shiraishi E's hands, carrying her on either side to share the burden.

"Nothing much, just that an assassin tried to kill me." Shiraishi E took out a cigarette, lit it, and said casually, "I could have handled it, but Ms. Judy insisted on playing the hero... and then she got shot."

"Shiraishi-kun, can't you say something nice?" Judy said with a sad expression, "What do you mean by playing the hero? I was just worried about your safety... Give me a pain reliever."

"Isn't that the truth?" Shiraishi asked rhetorically, taking a cigarette and putting it in Judy's mouth before lighting it for her.

After taking a few sips, Judy's expression finally relaxed a lot.

As for Shiraishi E's question, she pretended not to hear it!

Seeing this, everyone knew that Shiraishi E was telling the truth... The other party had simply gone over to deliver it.

However, since the other party was a teacher, they wisely didn't continue the topic.

Conan asked repeatedly, "Brother Shiraishi, what exactly happened? Tell us!"

"Let's talk as we go!" Shiraishi picked up two guns from the ground and returned to the cabin, telling the others what had just happened.

(End of this chapter)