Conan: Death is Watching Me

Chapter 235 Gin's Little Notebook
"retreat!"

"quick!"

Gin, in his shock and anger, didn't even bother to fire back, shouting and dodging as his face was covered in blood.

Vodka, who had never seen his boss react like this before, was shocked and quickly turned the steering wheel sharply, driving into the side road amidst the screeching of tires.

The figure of the trench coat-clad gunman in the rearview mirror disappeared into the heavy snow.

"Boss, that person..."

"It's an FBI trap!"

Gin let the blood flow from the wound on his face, and after the initial panic subsided, his eyes turned so cold that Vodka swallowed hard.

"There was nothing in that house from beginning to end; it was just a deliberate attempt to lure us in..."

Gin felt as if he had been deeply humiliated, and the image of Gao Mo's disguised middle-aged face was deeply imprinted in his mind. His priority of killing Gao Mo directly surpassed that of Shuichi Akai.

The FBI really had a clever tactic, using Shuichi Akai as bait to lure him into lowering his guard against the real killer.

Gin touched the blood on his face, his mind filled with the moment he was shot.

I almost got shot in the head; the feeling of impending death was like being pricked by needles.

"Boss, let's stop the bleeding quickly," Vodka said worriedly.

"How's the operation on Pisco going?" Gin took out a sterile bandage from the first-aid kit and pressed it against his face, still not forgetting his main task.

"Don't worry, boss. With the transmitter, that guy doesn't even know he's a target. Just let Vermouth complete the mission."

"Ah."

Gin didn't say anything more, but leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

There was something he didn't understand: he clearly felt threatened with death, but the bullet only grazed his cheek, and the other party didn't fire again.

Only after calming down did I realize that something was wrong.

And the gunman's eyes at the time...

Is it because you disdain killing him?

"Boss?"

A moment later, Vodka's shouts rang out again; it turned out they had arrived at the music bar they usually frequented.

"It seems like your favorite female singer has been attending events every day for the past few days..."

"Treat my wounds first." Gin's gaze remained unmoved.

Regardless of what happened, he remembered this grudge.

……

The next day.

Kido Detective Agency.

The memorial service last night was widely reported on the news this morning. In addition to the fact that a member of parliament was accidentally killed, a secretly taken photo was also exposed.

The scene depicts two celebrities having an intimate affair in the dark, but in the background, Kenzo Masuyama is also seen raising his arm, which is the scene where Pisco shot and knocked down the chandelier.

"Last night, Kenzo Masuyama, chairman of a famous automobile group, was killed in a gas explosion. It is said that he had attended director Sakamaki's memorial service before this..."

living room.

Gao Mo ate Xiao Ai's fried egg while watching the TV news.

Police carried a body covered with a white sheet out of the explosion site. The interior was a horrific scene, almost entirely burned. Only a purple handkerchief survived in a corner, with the words "Memorial to Director Sakamaki" on it.

“That’s their style,” Ai poured Gao Mo a glass of yogurt. “Once they make a move, they never leave any loose ends… But it’s ironic that Pisco died like that, considering how senior he was in the organization.”

"Are you alright?" Gao Mo turned around and looked at Xiao Ai.

"I'm completely healed," Ai said, her expression slightly somber. "That medicine had huge side effects. Even if I was lucky enough to survive and shrink, my body is definitely not that of a normal person. It's not surprising that I'm more prone to illness."
However, at the same time, the recovery ability is also greatly enhanced due to the cellular response…

Gao Mo didn't quite understand. In his medical knowledge, the aptx4869 developed by Xiao Ai simply couldn't exist.

The idea of ​​shrinking or enlarging the human body in a very short time is simply a fantasy.

But what can you do when this is a semi-supernatural world of science fiction?

The so-called shrinking drug is more than just a drug. "I see," Conan said as he came out of the bathroom, "I did recover very quickly when I was injured before."

"What are you doing here?" Ai glanced to the side.

"You've been here the whole time?" Conan asked, puzzled. "I'm not invisible. I care about things related to the organization too, you know."

"How's Ran's situation?" Gao Mo took a sip of yogurt, and surprisingly, he didn't see Conan still being jealous.

"It's alright," Conan said, his face flushed and a little embarrassed. "Kido-san was right. Ran is learning to knit from her mother, and she said she'd have Kido-san give it to me..."

So shameful.

When it comes to Xiaolan, he finds it difficult to analyze and judge the situation calmly.

Conan then changed the subject and asked Gao Mo, "So, did Kido-san run into those Black Organization members yesterday?"

"Yes, probably."

Gao Mo rested his head on his hands, and the image of Gin's black antique car resurfaced in his mind.

He should have thought of it earlier.

It's not surprising that someone like Gin would be targeted by the Grim Reaper.

If he were the Grim Reaper, he certainly wouldn't let Gin off the hook either.

It should be said that all criminals in this world who have killed people are candidates for the Grim Reaper's agent. Gao Yuanyao has a priority because the other party's method of killing is more complicated.

As for Gin...

He is hardworking and dedicated, and as a top-tier assassin, there is no reason for him to let anyone go. His mental strength is only slightly weaker than that of Shuichi Akai.

Gao Mo rubbed his brows.

Knowing is one thing, but he doesn't have a good way to deal with Gin right now.

He was able to intimidate Gao Yuanyao because he took advantage of the fact that Gao Yuanyao was a newcomer to the industry.

The same trick won't work on someone like Gin.

Fortunately, he was already at level 3, and his main abilities had been upgraded to the pinnacle of this world, and his intelligence was also quite good.

Keeping an eye on Takato Yoichi and Gin can buy a lot of time.

Once the Grim Reaper is completely defeated, these proxy candidates will be nothing.

Next, we need to unlock more new professions and accumulate more stars just in case...

"By the way, what about that dark-skinned guy?" Conan asked, looking around. "I heard he's come to Tokyo again."

"Next door..."

"boom--!"

A huge, loud rumble came from next door. Conan was startled at first, but after realizing what had happened, he twitched his lips speechlessly.

"Does the doctor still do this often?"

"Cough cough!"

At the edge of the bombed-out wall next door, Hattori Heiji crawled out of the smoke and dust, his legs weak and his face completely bloodless: "What is this? I don't want to live in a place like this!"

"Sorry, sorry!" Professor Agasa awkwardly got up in his flight suit. "An old friend asked me to upgrade his equipment, and something went wrong..."

"Doctor, haven't you made enough mistakes already?"

Conan, who followed them out, pouted.

He had seen this kind of explosion countless times, but he had been staying at Xiaolan's house recently, so he was a little unaccustomed to it.

"How embarrassing, Heiji," Kazuha yawned as she walked out of the professor's house. "What's the big deal about a little explosion?"

"This is called a small explosion?" Hattori looked at the destroyed courtyard wall with a face full of black lines.

"It's okay, smoke won't hurt you, that's what everyone's saying online."

"..."

(End of this chapter)