Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 370 Even Big Brother's KDA is almost as good as his.

Upon hearing this, Conan broke out in a cold sweat.

He stared intently at Xiaolan, wanting to see his childhood sweetheart's reaction.

Although Xia Chuan's words made a lot of sense, I was indeed a bit irresponsible, just leaving people aside so easily.

But I had my reasons!
If I told Xiaolan about the dangerous nature of the Black Organization, she would definitely be very worried, and worry can easily lead to confusion and problems.

The Black Organization consists of highly intelligent criminals, so he dared not gamble.

"Maybe Shinichi has something he absolutely has to do."

Xiaolan walked with her head down, muttering to herself, "I'm so happy that he can do what he likes. He must have had some unavoidable difficulties today."

Conan was deeply moved. As expected of his childhood friend, her sense of the bigger picture and her sense of right and wrong were truly touching.

My judgment was indeed correct; my investment from childhood and the ten-year commitment laid a solid foundation for this profound relationship.

If they had only met in high school, they might have broken up already.

"But even if there are unavoidable difficulties or things that must be done, it shouldn't be like this—not saying a word, not even making a phone call!"

Ran's next words pierced Conan's heart.

Conan lowered his head and remained silent, his eyes slightly red, feeling a pang of reluctance to let Ran wait any longer.

When will the Black Organization be destroyed? Will Ai Haibara be able to develop a perfect antidote? These two questions remain shrouded in mystery, unknown to anyone.

"Sister Lan"

Conan opened his mouth to speak, but before he could finish, he saw Ran suddenly move, run two meters and then stop abruptly, her long legs leaving afterimages.

bang——

A fire hydrant by the roadside was kicked and bent, and water began to spray out from the gap.

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Conan reluctantly shut up. He had originally planned to ask Ai Haibara to lend him the antidote again afterward so he could turn back into Shinichi Kudo and explain things.

It seems best to wait a while longer; he fears the same fate that befell the fire hydrant will befall him.

"Pfft!"

As the water line in the gap gradually widened, the fire hydrant eventually couldn't withstand the water pressure. The top spiral cap couldn't withstand the pressure and shot upwards, disappearing into the dark sky.

The water curtain shot into the sky, reflecting the streetlights.

"Wow, it's a rainbow! Ran-neechan is amazing!"

Anya was so happy that she spun around in circles, reaching out to grab the rainbow in the sky.

Xiaolan's face was covered by the water curtain, instantly snapping her out of her previous emo state.

Looking at the curtain of water, Xiaolan was both annoyed by the shoddy construction of the fire hydrant and repeatedly apologized to it.

They're a bit lacking in intelligence.
"Sister Xiaolan, run! Don't get spotted!"

Conan suddenly darted into the water curtain, grabbed Ran's hand, and ran forward, quickly disappearing around the street corner.

"Hoo hoo! Anya wants to come too!"

Xia Chuan looked at the water curtain, then at Ai Haibara standing next to him.

It seems like he's the only one left to lose money.

The following day, at the Tokyo brewery site.

Xia Chuan randomly grabbed one of the peripheral members and asked him about the location of the vodka.

My habit when visiting the distillery is to first find Vodka to hear some organizational gossip. Because of Vodka's status, this gossip isn't always just gossip; it can be useful occasionally. This is especially helpful for members like him who only come once in a long while.

"Repair the car?"

Xia Chuan scratched his head, puzzled. If he remembered correctly, when he contacted Vodka yesterday, Vodka said that he had just been discharged from the hospital and that if he didn't go, Vodka would go for a drive.

It seems he's still driving a Gin Porsche 356a.

They suddenly started repairing the car today. Could it be that they broke it?
Thinking of this, Xia Chuan's face immediately darkened. He suddenly didn't want to go find Vodka anymore. What if this car was totaled again? Vodka might still want him to go buy a new car.

"It shouldn't be that unlucky. Getting the car repaired means there's still hope."

After thinking for a moment, Xia Chuan felt relieved and wandered around before finding a burly man wearing a black vest and covered in sweat.

Loose black cargo pants paired with a tight black vest; the exposed flabby arms showed no muscle definition, but it was definitely fat, not just skinny meat.

Vodka was very powerful, carrying the tire on his shoulder as he walked towards the Porsche 356a.

Upon seeing Xia Chuan arrive, Vodka's furrowed brows immediately broke into a slight smile: "Tequila, you're finally here. Come over here and lend me a hand. Could you get me that hood over there?"

Xia Chuan walked to the hood, weighed it in his hand, lifted it up, and then noticed a large dent in the old hood next to him. He asked curiously:
"Did you drive off to fight the yakuza yesterday? The hood is smashed so badly, it's lucky the engine didn't explode."

Speaking of this, Vodka gets angry.

"Didn't you suddenly decide not to come last night? I figured I had nothing better to do, so I went out for a walk around Beika Town."

Vodka looked aggrieved: "I didn't even run a red light yesterday. I just wanted to take a walk to relax because I hadn't been out for so long."

"The results of it?"

Vodka was a bit of a chatterbox, and Natsukawa didn't want to listen to any nonsense, so he asked directly, "So you got caught in Beika Town? Such a big trap, could it be that you just happened to catch a Beika citizen who was forced to jump off a building?"

After all, it's Mikado, a crime hotspot that even Gotham would be ashamed of. It's not unusual for someone to be pushed off a building while you're out shopping.

Strangely, Conan was clearly with him yesterday. Could it be Uncle Mori?
"Of course not. Although I'm unlucky, I haven't reached the point where I run into a dead person when I go out."

“I’m not Kogoro Mouri,” he said, then sighed, “but yesterday’s bad luck was about the same.”

"You know Kogoro Mouri?"

Xia Chuan's heart skipped a beat. What did that mean? Did Gin discover that Shinichi Kudo had shrunk and had already started investigating the Mouri Detective Agency?
"Don't you watch the news? Kogoro Mouri is in the newspaper almost every day because of solving cases. A few days ago, I even noticed that his case was reported in three different time slots: morning, noon, and evening news."

"Isn't this just incredibly unlucky? Three cases in one day. I feel like in a while, even Big Brother's KDA will be lower than his."

Vodka's comment hit the nail on the head. Indeed, it won't be long before Kogoro Mouri encounters more dead people than Gin has killed.

"You really have a lot of free time."

Natsukawa breathed a sigh of relief. This probably had nothing to do with Gin. He only knew about Kogoro Mouri because Vodka had been watching TV in the hospital room all the time.

Xia Chuan helped install the hood and watched as Vodka tightened the lug nuts on the tires. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a red screw cap on the ground next to him.

It looks familiar.

"This thing almost smashed the engine, but luckily the hood is quite sturdy."

Vodka was still shaken. If he hadn't had the foresight to reinforce the hood beforehand, that red metal block would probably have smashed the engine. Replacing the engine is much more troublesome than replacing the hood.

"Speaking of which, this thing looks like the screw cap on a fire hydrant. I wonder which bastard threw this thing down from such a height."

Xia Chuan declined to comment.

This thing is probably the fire hydrant screw cap that Xiaolan kicked in a fit of anger last night and was then blown away by the water pressure.

To be fair, vodka really had bad luck!

(End of this chapter)