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

Chapter 510 The Need for Excellent Works (2 Updates)
In the laboratory, Tokugawa Masahiko was bound to a metal lab table, his limbs were fixed with special shackles, and his mouth was stuffed with a protective device to prevent him from biting his tongue.

His pupils contracted violently with fear, fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and indistinct sobs escaped his throat.

Wearing rubber gloves, Ai slowly and methodically adjusted the instruments, the cold metal gleaming under the light.

She glanced at the struggling Tokugawa Masahiko, a slight smile playing on her lips, revealing an almost cruel calmness.

"Don't move." Her voice was as calm as if she were discussing the weather. "Struggling will only make the process more painful."

Tokugawa Masahiko shook his head frantically, his eyes filled with pleading.

Ai ignored him, picked up a thin syringe, and dripped a drop of clear liquid from the tip.

“Before, because of your relationship with Edogawa, I could only do the most basic blood analysis.” She murmured to herself, as if explaining, or perhaps mocking her past restraint: “But now… I can do my research to my heart’s content.”

The needle pierced Tokugawa Masahiko's jugular vein, causing him to convulse violently, but Ai's hand remained as steady as a rock as she slowly pushed the syringe forward.

"Don't kill him, he's still useful." Shiraishi E watched the scene with great interest.

He knew that what truly made Ai Haibara decide to cross her own bottom line was Elena Miyano.

For Ai, who lost her mother at a young age, she is more eager than anyone to wake her mother up and experience the maternal love she has never felt before.

Love is always a double-edged sword.

It can make people better, and it can also make them worse!
Xiao Ai didn't even look up: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Her tone was calm to the point of being cold, as if the person in front of her was not a living person, but a specimen waiting to be dissected.

Tokugawa Masahiko's pupils began to dilate, his breathing became rapid, and strange bluish-purple patterns vaguely appeared under his skin.

Ai observed his reaction, quickly recording data on the tablet. Occasionally, a hint of reluctance would flash in her eyes, but she quickly wiped it away!
Seeing this, Shiraishi E stopped bothering her and went to the medical room, where she chatted with Miyano Elena while Akemi took care of her.

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The following afternoon, sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the upscale coffee shop, filling the air with the rich aroma of coffee beans.

Yusaku Kudo sat by the window, dressed in a sharp suit, exuding a refined and scholarly air.

Ran and Sonoko opposite him seemed somewhat reserved and admiring, while Shiraishi E appeared somewhat relaxed.

As the saying goes, worship is the emotion furthest from understanding.

Once you get to know him, you'll realize that Yusaku Kudo isn't all that great!

As long as you don't try to out-determine him, there's nothing to be afraid of!

"Thank you so much for your help," Yusaku said sincerely. "If it weren't for you, Conan might not have come back."

Conan sat to the side, so embarrassed he was digging his toes into the ground, but under Yusaku's stern gaze, he still forced himself to stand up and bowed deeply to the three of them: "Th-thank you, Ran-neechan, Sonoko-neechan, Shiraishi-nii!"

Xiao Lan quickly waved her hand: "No, it's nothing! We weren't really that helpful..."

Sonoko chuckled and chimed in, "Yeah, yeah, Conan may be a bit mischievous at times, but he's very reliable when it counts!"

Although they often wanted to beat him up, they couldn't very well tell his father, could they?

Conan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and gave the two of them grateful looks—his childhood friends were indeed the most reliable!

Yusaku coughed lightly and gave Conan a look.

Conan immediately understood, jumped off his chair, and shouted, "Ran-neechan! Sonoko-neechan! A new cake shop opened next door, will you take me to buy one!"

Ran and Sonoko exchanged a glance, understanding each other perfectly.

"Ah, okay!" Ran stood up, smiling as she took Conan's hand. "Then, Mr. Yusaku, please excuse us."

After the three left, only Shiraishi E and Kudo Yusaku remained in the corner of the cafe.

Yusaku picked up his coffee cup, took a sip, and then slowly said, "Shiraishi-kun, to be honest, when Conan told me you carried a backpack full of C4 plastic bombs up the mountain, I thought he was joking!" "But I never expected... that something so outrageous was actually true!"

"As expected, humans cannot imagine things beyond their own comprehension... even I am no exception."

He said with great emotion.

He had lived for thirty-seven years, solved so many murder cases, and read so many detective novels, but this was the first time he had encountered something so outrageous!
Shiraishi E smiled and said, "It is indeed a bit of an exaggeration, but the situation was special at the time... I'm a person who's quite afraid of dying."

"Haha, who isn't?" Yusaku laughed, frankly admitting that he was also afraid of death.

He said, "As it turns out, your caution was absolutely correct."

"Nobody expected a mudslide to happen that day!"

"Yeah, if it weren't for the bomb, we'd be in pretty bad shape right now," Shiraishi E chimed in.

At that moment, Yusaku Kudo picked up the coffee pot and poured a cup of coffee for E Shiraishi.

Seeing this, Shiraishi E knew that the other party wanted something from her.

And things turned out exactly as he expected.

Yusaku's tone suddenly became meaningful: "Shiraishi-kun, I have a guess... I don't know if it's right."

Shiraishi E smiled: "Tell me about it."

Yuzu lowered his voice: "You're able to get so much weaponry... you're working for 'Bandit Azu,' aren't you?"

Shiraishi E showed no surprise whatsoever; on the contrary, she had expected it all along.

He didn't think he was smarter than Yusaku Kudo.

When you provide weapons to the other side, you know that the other side will guess right sooner or later.

No, perhaps the other party had already guessed it at the time, but just didn't say it.

Wise people see through things but don't say anything.

Shiraishi E readily admitted, chuckling, "That's right, that's exactly it."

A hint of gratitude flashed in Yusaku's eyes as he said, "I'm very grateful that you admitted it so directly."

He said earnestly, "I'll get straight to the point... I want to purchase a batch of weapons."

Shiraishi replied, "It's not that I don't agree, but that's the rule—when he sells weapons, he doesn't look at the money, he only looks at the purpose."

Yusaku raised an eyebrow: "Oh? There's such a rule?"

Shiraishi E shrugged: "That's just how he is, take it or leave it."

Yuzuo pondered for a moment before finally confessing, "I just took office and someone has already hacked into the organization's system... I need to do something about it."

Shiraishi Ei understood, took a slip of paper from her pocket, and pushed it over: "Call this number at midnight tonight."

Yusaku put away the note and asked in confusion, "Why is it twelve o'clock?"

Shiraishi E revealed a meaningful smile:

"Because after midnight... is when 'businessmen' are most active."

Yuzu chuckled and took out an encrypted phone from his pocket, handing it to him: "If you need to, you can use this to contact me... although you probably won't need it."

Shiraishi E took the phone and put it in her pocket: "You can't say that. There's always a limit to human strength."

(End of this chapter)