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

Chapter 502 These two people? I don't know them, what's it to me? (2nd update)
The rain showed no signs of letting up; large raindrops pounded on the roof of the wooden house, making a dull sound, occasionally accompanied by booming thunder.

Inside the cabin, Ran and the couple—Kyoko Saegusa and Akira Kawabe—had prepared lunch and were bringing it out of the kitchen.

Although Shiraishi and others had prepared emergency food such as energy bars in advance, who could resist a bowl of steaming hot curry rice and miso soup in such torrential rain?

Moreover, Xiaolan's cooking skills have always been excellent. The fragrant dishes drew everyone to sit around the long dining table, and even the usually tense office worker, Gaoli, temporarily relaxed his guard.

While wolfing down his food, novelist Shingo Nose excitedly waved his chopsticks and mumbled, "This is amazing! I never expected to find such exciting material on this mountain climb! When I get back, I'll write this into a mystery novel, and it'll definitely be a huge hit!"

Conan's lips twitched, and he couldn't help but complain, "What kind of mystery novel is this? There's not a single suspense element, it doesn't generate any anticipation from the reader at all, how can readers possibly buy into it?"

Shingo Nose waved his hand dismissively: "Oh, isn't that easy? Just 'borrow' some techniques from other novels! Anyway, all writing is plagiarism, so just piece it together and a bestselling mystery novel will be born, right?"

Sonoko rolled her eyes and whispered in Ran's ear, "This guy is so perfunctory! No wonder his books aren't selling..."

Ran smiled helplessly and didn't reply. She simply pushed her curry rice in front of Shiraishi Eitai, as if afraid he wouldn't have enough to eat.

However, just as everyone was enjoying lunch, something unexpected happened!

"Uh...!" Salaryman Takanashi suddenly clutched his chest, his face turning deathly pale, and cold sweat beading on his forehead.

He slammed down his chopsticks and bowl, arching his back in pain: "It...it hurts so much..."

Conan was stunned. Before he could react, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his chest, and he began to have difficulty breathing.

His pupils contracted, and he immediately realized—the food was poisoned!

"Oh no...!" He stood up abruptly, but staggered due to the effects of the poison: "The food... has been poisoned!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the others also began to show symptoms.

Xiaolan clutched her abdomen, her face pale and her expression pained.

Sonoko lay on the table, groaning in pain.

Judy tried to stand up, but her legs gave way and she collapsed to her knees.

Even Shingo Nose, who had been boasting just moments before, slumped in his chair, his lips turning purple and his breathing becoming rapid.

The only one who was unharmed was Shiraishi E.

He looked down at his plate, then looked up at everyone around him, and immediately realized that the poison was ineffective against him because of his skill.

Because the poison posed no threat of death to him, the danger warning system was ineffective.

Just then, the couple, Kyoko Saegusa and Akira Kawabe, slowly stood up.

The gentle smiles on their faces vanished completely, replaced by a chilling murderous intent.

"So you finally figured it out?" Kawabe Akira sneered, pulling a folding knife from his pocket and deftly flipping it between his fingers. "Too bad, it's too late."

Xiaolan stared wide-eyed in disbelief: "Why...why?!"

Sonoko, barely managing to stay conscious, gritted her teeth and said, "You...you wouldn't happen to be accomplices of the assassin Silver Fox, would you?!"

Kyoko Saegusa shook her head, her tone dismissive: "No, we don't know any Silver Fox at all. We just robbed a bank and are temporarily hiding in the mountains to lay low."

Judy struggled to lift her head, her voice hoarse: "Then why did you attack us? We had no idea who you were!"

“We could have lived peacefully together.” Kawabe Akira’s eyes turned cold. “But one of you went through our backpacks.”

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Conan.

Conan lowered his head guiltily and stammered, "I... I was just looking for clues about the assassin Silver Fox... I didn't expect to see..." "You saw that money, didn't you?" Kyoko Saegusa sneered, "Kid, your curiosity has killed all of you."

Sonoko was so angry she wanted to curse, but the poison had left her barely able to speak: "Damn it... Conan, you bastard...!"

Although Ran was also poisoned, she instinctively shielded Conan and weakly asked, "What...do you want?"

"What else do you want to do? Of course, it's to kill them to silence them!" Kawabe Akira sneered.

Despite the pain, Conan quickly said to Shiraishi E, "Brother Shiraishi, stop drinking water and say something!"

Shiraishi E finally put down her water glass and slowly stood up.

"Alright, then I'll say a few words." He looked at the couple, his tone indifferent: "Hand over the antidote, or else—"

"What else?!" Kawabe Akira suddenly grabbed the limp novelist Shingo Nose, pressing the tip of his knife against his throat: "If you dare to move again, I'll kill him first!"

Takanashi was also taken hostage by Kyoko Saegusa; the sharp blade had already cut his skin, drawing out a trace of blood.

"Please, please... don't come any closer!" Takanashi pleaded in terror, "I don't want to die...!"

Shiraishi E looked at them and suddenly smiled.

"If you were taking Ran or Sonoko hostage, I might hesitate." He stepped forward, his tone nonchalant: "But these two? I don't know them, what business is it of mine?"

"What...?!" Kyoko Saegusa and Akira Kawabe's expressions changed drastically, clearly not expecting him to be so cold-blooded.

"Don't come any closer! I'm really going to kill him!" Kawabe Akira roared hysterically, the tip of his knife already piercing Shingo Nose's skin.

However, Shiraishi E's steps did not stop at all.

"Pfft!"

Without hesitation, the blade pierced Shingo Nose's neck, and blood gushed out.

Takanashi was also stabbed in the chest by Kyoko Saegusa. His eyes widened, and he made a "hoarse" sound in his throat before collapsing to the ground.

"They... all died because of you!" Kawabe Akira roared ferociously, trying to force Shiraishi E away with guilt.

However, Shiraishi E merely gave a cold laugh, and the next second—

"Crack! Crack!"

Two resounding slaps landed hard on the faces of Kyoko Saegusa and Akira Kawabe. His movements were so fast that neither of them had time to react before they were hit.

His force was so great that it caused the two of them to fall to the ground, blood seeping from the corners of their mouths.

Shiraishi looked down at them, her eyes icy: "I have no interest in listening to your nonsense."

He bent down, picked up the knife that had fallen from the riverbank, and held it to the man's throat. "Hand over the antidote. Otherwise, I don't mind letting you experience what real 'pain' is like."

"Let...let us go! If you want to release us, we'll give you the antidote!" Kawabe Akira said, barely suppressing his fear.

"Ha, you dare to negotiate with me? Come on, let's have a proper talk!"

Shiraishi E was too lazy to waste words with the two of them, so she dragged them out of the cabin and began to use her ruthless methods.

At that moment, the rain was pouring down, and thunder was booming.

Xiaolan and the others couldn't hear the screams outside at all.

(End of this chapter)