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

Chapter 571 Brandy: F**K (1st Update)
Kudo's residence, late at night.

Shiraishi closed her notebook and meticulously recorded the physical data of Kogoro Mouri, Yusaku Kudo, and Conan. Then, she took out several blood collection tubes from the first-aid kit and deftly drew a blood sample from each of the three.

"Okay, I'll take these samples back for analysis." He capped the test tubes, put them in the portable cooler, and spoke calmly.

Kudo Yusaku sat on the sofa. Although his body had returned to adult form, there was still a trace of fatigue between his brows.

Seeing that Shiraishi E was about to leave, he asked her to wait a moment and got up to walk towards the study.

He returned a moment later and handed a sealed document bag to Shiraishi E.

"Here's the information you requested." Yusaku adjusted his glasses, his gaze behind the lenses deep and calm.

Shiraishi E took the file bag, gently rubbed the sealing wax seal with her fingertips, nodded, and without asking any further questions, simply said, "Thanks."

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Miyano Villa, Laboratory.

Ai was focused on the microscope and didn't even look up when she heard footsteps: "Just put the sample on the table."

Shiraishi placed the refrigerator on the lab table, then took the document from her pocket, unsealed it, and pulled out the data inside.

The information on paper is concise and cold.

Code name: Brandy

Nationality: Eastern Europe (specific details unknown)

Characteristics: Blonde hair, approximately 175cm tall, skilled in close combat and explosives.
Operational style: Extremely efficient, with a preference for torturing targets.
The last line contains an encrypted contact number.

Shiraishi E's gaze lingered on that line of text for a moment before she folded the document again and put it in her pocket.

He took out another anonymous phone, quickly entered a string of code, and after the screen flashed a few times, it switched to a completely black communication interface.

He edited a text message using the organization's code:
"Mission priority changed. Proceed immediately to the abandoned factory outside Tokyo (coordinates attached) and await further instructions. —Martini"

After clicking send, he turned off his phone, removed the battery, and casually tossed it into the nearby strong acid disposal pool.

……

Ginza, Tokyo, a bustling street.

Brandy walked gracefully under the neon lights, wearing ten-centimeter heels. She wore a fitted black dress, and her long golden hair swayed slightly in the night breeze, attracting the attention of many passersby.

Her gaze locked onto a tall, mixed-race man not far away, and a dangerous smile curved her red lips: "Tonight's prey... is decided."

However, just as she was about to approach and strike up a conversation, her phone suddenly vibrated in her pocket.

Brandy frowned, impatiently pulling out her phone, but when she saw the message on the screen, her pupils suddenly contracted—

This is the highest level of communication password!

She gritted her teeth, extremely unhappy about being interrupted during her "entertainment time," but organizational discipline could not be violated. She gave the mixed-race man one last glance, then turned and walked towards the sports car parked by the roadside.

……

An abandoned factory on the outskirts of Tokyo.

Brandy parked the car in a grove of trees a kilometer away and approached her destination on foot. Her movements were as light as a cat's, each step precisely avoiding the dry branches and fallen leaves on the ground without making a sound.

"Tsk, this godforsaken place..." she muttered, but a hint of excitement flashed in her eyes.

She had long heard that the organization's newly appointed second-in-command was mysterious and unpredictable, with little internal influence, and that he urgently needed to cultivate his own confidants.

If I can seize this opportunity to climb up to this powerful figure, I'll be able to do whatever I want in the organization from now on!

Thinking of this, Brandy couldn't help but smile. She found a secluded shady spot and crouched down, patiently waiting for her "boss" to appear. The night wind swept through the abandoned factory area, making a howling sound, like some kind of ominous premonition.

Sudden--

"call out--!!"

A sharp whistling sound ripped through the night sky!
Brandy suddenly looked up and saw a missile hurtling towards the factory at an alarming speed! Her pupils contracted, but her body froze on the spot—

At that distance, there's simply no time to escape!

"F**k!!!" she cursed, her eyes filled with disbelief. "Why use a missile to kill me?! When did the organization become so extravagant?!"

However, her questions received no response.

The next second—

"Boom——!!!"

Amidst a deafening explosion, a blazing fireball shot skyward, instantly leveling the abandoned factory! The shockwave swept across an area of ​​a kilometer, even engulfing the forest where she was hiding in flames…

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Friday noon, Teitan High School, rooftop.

The afternoon sun lazily spilled onto the rooftop, and a gentle breeze brought a touch of early autumn freshness.

Shiraishi E, Ran, and Sonoko sat on a bench, each opening their lunchboxes and enjoying their rare lunch break.

Xiaolan picked up a piece of tamagoyaki, took a bite, tilted her head slightly, and looked puzzled: "Speaking of which, Dad has been acting really strange these past few days..."

"Huh? What's wrong?" Sonoko asked, her mouth full of Wagyu beef.

“He suddenly stopped chasing Yoko Okino, stopped going to bars, and even stopped watching horse races…” Xiaolan blinked, her tone incredulous: “Instead, he started studying fishing, bought a bunch of fishing gear, and goes out early every morning, saying he wants to go to the river to calm his mind.”

"Huh?!" Sonoko almost choked on her food and quickly gulped down a mouthful of juice. "Really? Uncle Mori's changed his ways? Did he gamble away all his money?"

Xiaolan shook her head: "No, he's been spending money quite generously lately. He often orders high-end sushi and steak for dinner, and he doesn't seem short of money at all."

Sonoko stroked her chin, looking puzzled. "Strange...this doesn't fit Uncle Mori's character at all."

Both of them turned their gazes to Shiraishi E at the same time, seemingly expecting him to give a reasonable explanation.

Shiraishi E was leisurely eating the fried shrimp in her bento when she noticed the two people staring at her. She thought to herself, "Of course he behaved himself. After all, he turns into a primary school student when he gets excited. Anyone would be forced to abstain from sex in his place..."

On the surface, he tried to give a reasonable explanation: "Perhaps... Detective Mori suddenly realized that there are many things in this world that are more interesting than drinking and chasing stars, such as... fishing."

Sonoko suddenly remembered something and said, "Fishing? Come to think of it, my dad was obsessed with fishing a while ago. He would go out at four in the morning every day and come back bragging about catching a small fish the size of his palm. I really don't know what's so exciting about that!"

Xiao Lan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "But... fishing is better than drinking or betting on horses! At least it's healthier. If he wants to fish, let him go."

Shiraishi E nodded, then smoothly changed the subject: "By the way, Ran, didn't you say you wanted to learn about investing? How did your talk with your mom go?"

Mentioning this, Xiaolan's eyes lit up immediately: "Yes! Mom analyzed several stable investment methods for me and said she'd take me to meet some investors this weekend so I can learn something!"

Sonoko patted her on the shoulder and said with a grin, "Not bad! You should start developing your financial management skills early so you can become a rich woman in the future!"

Xiaolan lowered her head somewhat shyly: "I'm sorry, I can't go to Osaka with you guys this weekend..."

Upon hearing this, Sonoko was not disappointed at all; instead, her eyes lit up. She grabbed Shiraishi E's arm and said triumphantly, "What's there to apologize for? I'm overjoyed! This is a rare treat for just the two of us!"

Shiraishi E smiled helplessly, letting Sonoko cling to her like a koala.

As the three chatted and laughed, the lunch break bell rang. They packed up their lunchboxes, got up, and returned to the classroom.

(End of this chapter)