Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 438 Conan: This isn't what we agreed on...

Gin and Vodka exchanged a glance, both seeing a chill in each other's eyes.

Does tequila have some inappropriate obsession? How disgusting, especially since it involves a little boy!
Even more disgusting...

Huh.
Gin coughed lightly, signaling Tequila to tone down her eccentric behavior.

Vodka felt a chill run down his spine; with his third brother in this state, he would find it difficult to call him "third brother" again.

If you accidentally get drunk on tequila one day, you might not be able to close your legs the next day.

Then his second brother will become his second sister-in-law, and just thinking about it makes him feel uncomfortable.

At the very moment that Gin and Vodka locked eyes, Natsukawa opened and closed his mouth, as if saying something.

Conan was stunned, and his eyes widened suddenly.

Realizing his performance was a bit exaggerated, he immediately composed himself.

Fortunately, they were facing away from Gin and Vodka, so this detail went unnoticed.

Dragon Tongue opened and closed its mouth and whispered to him: "Struggle to break free later and give him a tranquilizer dart."

Upon hearing this, Conan suddenly realized that Tequila might actually be an undercover agent infiltrating the Black Organization.

He can still be saved!

Xiao Lan, my Xiao Lan...

Conan gave a nasal, indistinct "hmm".

Natsukawa turned around and took the medicine from Gin's hand.

In that instant, Conan realized that this was the opportunity that Tequila had mentioned.

He suddenly exerted force in his waist and abdomen, his legs swayed back and landed on Xia Chuan's knees, then he pushed off forcefully, performing a backflip and lifting himself up.

Immediately afterwards, he did a spin in the air and placed his finger on the wristwatch-shaped tranquilizer gun.

These actions were performed in one smooth motion, and even if Gin noticed, it was too late.

"Tequila!"

Gin reached out to grab Conan's calf, but missed his chance and grabbed nothing.

Xia Chuan's acting was superb; he seemed to realize something was wrong and quickly turned around.

At this moment, Conan had already opened the scope, and the tranquilizer dart was ready to fire.

"You really don't hold back!"

Xia Chuan thought to himself, but instead of silently enduring the injection as Conan had imagined.

He definitely couldn't get hit; he was just doing it to show Gin.

He created other opportunities for Conan.

Conan felt a pull on the back of his collar. Just as he was about to press the switch to shoot his "teammate Tequila," his arm was swung backward by inertia.

Did agave rip me off?
Conan vaguely saw the smile on the tequila, and looking at it with a confused and curious gaze.

Immediately afterwards, he felt the distance between himself and the three people from Tequila widen.

"boom!"

Conan slammed into the trunk of a large tree like a lump of mud.

A sharp pain shot through his back. Conan struggled to lift his eyelids, his mouth opening and closing as if to say: This isn't what we agreed on.
The sound was too soft; only he could hear it.

Although it was different from what he understood, the current distance did indeed present an opportunity to escape, so it wasn't that Tequila went back on his word.

Tequila was indeed an undercover agent, and she even knew something about his identity!

Conan guessed that Gin wouldn't dare to fire, and as swift as a monkey, he quickly rolled backward.

"Want to run?"

Gin sneered. He had disassembled the pistol at some point and was holding a bullet in his hand!
Manual bullets?

Xia Chuan's eyes widened, thinking to himself, "The world can be unscientific, but at least it can't be Bollywood, right?"

The thought had barely crossed his mind when Gin swung his arm, and the bronze bullet slammed into Conan's back of the knee with a "whoosh."

After screaming, Conan collapsed to the ground, clutching his leg.

Just now, I don't know if I was hit in the nerve or something, but I couldn't put any weight on my right leg.

"Don't let your guard down just because the other person is a child."

Gin gave Natsukawa a warning look, then walked towards Conan. "Don't worry, it'll be a little painful, but it definitely won't hurt. And even if it does hurt, it'll probably only last for a moment."

For some reason, seeing Conan's resolute gaze reminded Gin of Sherry when she was a child.

That look in their eyes, so defiant yet helpless, is truly unforgettable.

If he hadn't pulled down Conan's pants and taken a look, and indeed seen a small penis, he would have really suspected that the other person was Sherry.

"Honestly, how could I have such a thought?"

Conan misunderstood, glared at Gin with disgust, and spat out a mouthful of saliva.

Gin turned his head away from the spittle, pried open Conan's mouth, and was about to stuff the red and white capsule into his mouth.

I advise you to let him go!

With everyone present being male, a female voice suddenly rang out, immediately catching Gin's attention.

Gin turned his head to look in the direction of the sound.

Under the moonlight, a tall and slender figure stood on a dead tree.

His figure suddenly moved, and Gin instantly caught several cold glints shooting towards him.

Gin rolled away to avoid the cold glint, then turned around and saw three thin needles stuck in the ground. His brows furrowed slightly.

"Aunt Joel?"

Conan was so excited he almost stood up, but his right leg was weak, and he immediately collapsed the moment he tried to exert himself.

"Brother, this looks like the policeman from earlier."

Xia Chuan's lips twitched. That damn Conan still managed to lure Joel over.

"Interesting. It seems the Metropolitan Police Department does have some strength."

The three silver needles were almost completely embedded in the ground, which was enough to demonstrate the woman's strength. Gin nodded silently and then gave Vodka a look.

The two worked together seamlessly; Vodka understood the meaning behind Gin's mere glance.

"Brother, there are no other police officers behind us!"

Vodka looked back for a while and, based on his experience, confirmed that there were no other police officers behind him, nor was there any ambush.

Then he immediately revealed a lewd smile.

"You actually dare to show your face in front of us and even attack our leader. It seems you don't know the meaning of death!"

Gin twisted his neck forcefully, as if he were warming up.

He really wanted to take action.

Although he got the USB drive, he felt frustrated by what happened today and now he had to vent his frustration and anger.

As luck would have it, Joel's arrival gave Gin the feeling that he had found a scapegoat.

"Brother, maybe we should just give up. The Metropolitan Police Department might find out about this place at any time."

"Don't worry!" Vodka patted Xia Chuan on the shoulder. "You know how powerful I am. She's just a cop; she's doomed!"

It's not that Vodka looks down on Joel.

There is a natural difference in strength between men and women, and the eldest brother is also proficient in fighting skills. Apart from suffering a loss at the hands of the Thorn Princess, the eldest brother has never been afraid of anyone.

"."

Natsukawa is certain that Joel won't die; what he's worried about now is Gin dying.

Hopefully not...

Gin is, after all, one of the top combatants in Detective Conan; there is a gap, but not a large one.

But if we do that, Joel might expose his identity!
Xia Chuan reached into his pocket; he was out of smoke grenades, only those small explosive grenades remained.

"Tequila!"

Gin had clearly noticed Natsukawa's actions. Although he didn't know what Tequila would pull out, he knew his underlings were very reliable and likely had some kind of backup plan.

But, what kind of backup plan does the underling need to use to deal with a woman?

nonexistent!

Before Natsukawa could explain anything, Gin had already dashed out!

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)