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

Chapter 507 Let's call her Doctor (1st update)
Inside the medical room of the Miyano residence, soft, warm light shone on the pristine white sheets.

Elena Miyano lay quietly on the hospital bed, her breathing steady, but she was still unconscious.

Mingmei sat on the edge of the bed, skillfully giving her mother a full-body massage, gently pressing acupoints with her fingertips to promote blood circulation.

Even though I've bought the most high-end automatic massager, there are still some places where I have to massage by hand.

Shiraishi E stepped aside, arms crossed, and said, "Breaking news: Kudo Yusaku has joined the organization, codenamed 'Martini,' and will most likely take over Rum's work."

"Yusaku Kudo?" Akemi frowned slightly, her hands still moving, and asked in confusion, "Who is that? I've never heard of him."

Ai, who was also massaging her mother's legs, didn't even look up and explained calmly, "He's the father of Shinichi Kudo, who was turned into a child by APTX-4869 just like me."

"Oh—" Mingmei suddenly realized, but she still didn't quite understand the other person's importance.

Ai paused, her brows furrowing: "What on earth is going on?"

Shiraishi E shrugged: "He and the BOSS are old acquaintances, and he was promoted ahead of schedule... However, this may not be a good thing."

Mingmei blinked and asked curiously, "Why? Isn't the second-in-command position pretty good?"

Xiao Ai sneered and continued, "The position of second-in-command is coveted by countless people in the organization."

“Yusaku Kudo is an outsider with no foundation. He will find it difficult to do anything... I think the organization will soon fall into chaos.”

Mingmei then understood and sighed softly, "I see... In this way, they won't have any extra attention to pay to us."

Thinking about this, she felt even more at ease.

After the massage, Shiraishi E stretched and casually grabbed Akemi's wrist: "Come on, let's go take a bath together?"

Mingmei gently withdrew her hand, gave him a wink, and whispered, "I've already washed."

She glanced in Ai's direction, signaling him to go find Shiho—he had been neglecting Ai somewhat lately.

Although Akemi could understand, since Ai was in a child's body and couldn't do much, she could at least chat and hug to strengthen their bond.

Receiving Akemi's hint, Shiraishi E nodded knowingly, then turned to Ai: "Ai, do you want to come along?"

Ai walked out with her hands in her pockets and without looking back: "I'm not going, I have work to do!"

Shiraishi E raised an eyebrow, knowing that the other party was truly angry.

Without saying a word, he bent down and picked her up in his arms.

"Hey! Put me down!" Ai struggled a couple of times, but to no avail, and then opened her mouth and bit down on his shoulder.

Shiraishi E smiled and pinched her cheek: "It's good to strengthen our relationship."

"Hmph!" Ai turned her face away and said coldly, "What's the point of taking a bath with someone like you?"

Shiraishi E didn't seem to mind and carried her towards the bathroom, saying, "Don't be so cold."

Although Ai verbally resisted, she was eventually half-forced into the bathroom by him.

Warm water flowed from the showerhead, and mist gradually filled the entire bathroom.

Ai sat on a small stool, letting Shiraishi E wash her hair. Her expression remained indifferent, but her tense shoulders had relaxed slightly.

"How is the drug progressing?" she suddenly asked.

As Shiraishi E ruffled her hair, she replied, "I've already sent people to take care of it, specifically targeting those 'rotten to the core'... but we'll have to check the results later."

Ai asked with a hint of worry, "What if someone like Shinichi Kudo appears again?"

Shiraishi E chuckled softly, gently stroking her hair with her fingers: "What's there to be afraid of? I think the more people who know, the better."

Ai was taken aback and looked up at him: "What do you mean?"

“This way, we’ll have more bargaining chips.” A hint of amusement flashed in Shiraishi’s eyes.

"Negotiation bargaining chips?" Ai frowned.

“Yes.” Shiraishi pinched her cheek: “If you rely on your own research, no matter how many all-nighters you stay up, your progress will be limited.”

"We need to leverage the organization's resources to perfect the medication as soon as possible so that your mother can wake up."

He paused, a meaningful smile playing on his lips: "Coincidentally, Yusaku Kudo also needs allies now... I believe he won't refuse to cooperate with us."

Xiao Ai pondered for a moment, then slowly nodded: "...That makes sense."

Once Shiraishi E saw that she had washed enough, she used the showerhead to rinse the foam off her head.

After washing himself thoroughly from head to toe, he carried the other person into the bathtub for a soak.

"Phew..." Shiraishi E had just settled down and made a comfortable sound when she noticed Ai looking at her with a strange expression.

He raised an eyebrow and said, "What's the problem?"

"You're poking me!" Ai said coldly, grabbing the object and removing it from her face.

Shiraishi E said speechlessly, "Can't you move to another seat? Why do you have to sit here?"

"Why should I be the one to move? Why can't he move?" Ai retorted.

"Fine, move however you want!" Seeing that the girl was being unreasonable again, Shiraishi E gave up on arguing with her.

You can't win an argument with that.

Ai snorted twice, moved the annoying thing from side to side, and said, "What do you mean 'okay'... It's clearly your problem." Shiraishi E nodded and sincerely apologized, "Yes... it's my problem. I'm sorry to you here."

"That's more like it." Ai's expression finally softened, and she said casually, "Since you apologized sincerely, I'll teach him a lesson!"

Shiraishi E stared wide-eyed, somewhat astonished and quite incredulous.

He never expected the other party to do something like that!
I really never expected this.

"What? Do you have a problem with that?" Ai glanced at him and made a threatening gesture with her hands.

"No objection... I just want you to go easy on me." What could Shiraishi E say?
He can't hit children.

We can only let them do whatever they want.

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Inside Hoshino Terumi's apartment.

The night was deep, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was Tokyo's dazzling sea of ​​neon lights, but inside the room only a dim table lamp was lit.

Hoshino Terumi sat on the sofa, her slender fingers holding a thin menthol cigarette, the glow of the cigarette tip flickering in the darkness.

This is her third cigarette tonight.

She took a deep breath, letting the numbing sensation of nicotine slide down her throat into her lungs, trying to suppress the lingering tension.

—She killed another person.

This is the fifth one in this period of time.

She barely slept the entire night when she first took action.

On the night she poisoned director Ishihara, her fingers trembled so much that she could barely hold the wine glass. Even after leaving the scene, she nervously wiped every place she might have touched, afraid of leaving the slightest trace.

However, the police investigation results brought her a sense of relief.

— Pathological sudden death.

The forensic report stated: "The deceased appeared to be healthy before death, but may have had underlying cardiovascular disease, which led to sudden death."

What exactly caused it? Myocardial infarction? Cerebral hemorrhage? Pulmonary embolism? Nobody can be sure.

Hiroshima Atomic did not lie to her.

This poison is indeed undetectable.

So, she gradually grew bolder.

As a passionate fan of mystery novels, Terumi Hoshino knew very well that a truly perfect crime was not one without flaws, but one that made the flaws appear as coincidences.

She no longer chooses targets based on her own preferences, but instead selects those who have committed heinous crimes but have gone unpunished based on what others dislike.

Tonight's target is a notorious rich second-generation celebrity.

Relying on his family's power, he manipulated women, forced celebrities to drink with him, and even caused several girls to commit suicide.

"Consider it acting on behalf of Heaven," she thought coldly.

As for the guilt of killing...

This is usually difficult for people who tend to be calm and rational.

Besides, those who died were all people who deserved to die.

Hoshino Terumi, on the contrary, felt that the government should give her an award!

The ashtray was accumulating more and more cigarette butts, and just as she was about to light her fourth cigarette—

Ding dong.

Doorbell rang.

Hoshino Terumi's fingers trembled suddenly, and cigarette ash spilled onto her black nightgown.

Who will come at this time?
She held her breath, tiptoed to the door, and looked out through the peephole.

—Hiroshima Atomic.

Her pupils suddenly contracted, and her heartbeat accelerated instantly.

How could he come?

She hesitated for a second, but still opened the door.

"Good evening, Ms. Hoshino." Hiroshima Atomic stood at the door with a smile, dressed in a well-tailored black suit, as if he had just left a high-class cocktail party.

However, what surprised Hoshino Terumi even more was that there was a little girl standing there as well.

The child was about seven or eight years old, with long hair. Although he looked cute, his expression gave off a strange sense of maturity.

"And who is this?" Hoshino Terumi asked, trying to remain calm.

Hiroshima Atomic gently patted the girl's head and said in a tender tone, "Just call her Doctor."

(End of this chapter)