Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

A night in Tokyo.

Gin leaned against the door of his black Porsche, the cigarette between his fingers flickering.

He had just finished an unpleasant deal, and the greed and betrayal hidden behind the suited businessmen made him increasingly gloomy.

The air still carried a faint smell of gunpowder, blood, and rust.

Vodka stood to the side, not daring to breathe.

He sensed that his elder brother's murderous aura had intensified recently, like a live volcano about to erupt at any moment.

In recent transactions, Gin has pulled the trigger without hesitation as long as the other party shows even the slightest sign of disobedience.

Vodka felt this was wrong and would damage the organization's reputation.

But seeing Gin's face, which seemed capable of killing dozens of undercover agents at any moment, he wisely swallowed his words of advice.

"Another murder?"

A cool female voice came from behind, and Vermouth walked over gracefully in ten-centimeter high heels.

She lit the cigarette in her hand, then casually tossed the lighter into Gin's pocket.

Gin ignored her and simply exhaled a smoke ring coldly.

“If you keep killing like this, those people won’t dare to make deals with the organization anymore,” Vermouth said with a smile, a hint of mockery in her eyes.

"Then kill them." Gin's voice was colder than the night wind. "Those who disobey have no reason to live."

"Hoo~" Vermouth exhaled a thick cloud of smoke, watching it dissipate under the neon lights. "You're really bloodthirsty."

Just then, a crisp laugh came from under the streetlight at the alley entrance.

Gin paused in his movements.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze piercing through the smoke.

Two people stood under the dim streetlights.

One is Zhengyi, who always wears a disgusting, hypocritical smile.

He was wearing a well-tailored dark gray overcoat, carrying a plastic bag from a convenience store, and looking as relaxed as if he were taking a stroll in a park.

Standing next to him was a woman.

She was wearing a beige trench coat.

She tilted her head slightly, talking to Zheng Yi, the outline of her profile clearly visible under the light.

Gin felt his breath catch in his throat.

Shirley.

He saw Zheng Yi reach out and affectionately ruffle the woman's hair, and the woman did not push him away coldly as usual.

He just tilted his head slightly, with a hint of helpless smile on his face.

Although her demeanor and mannerisms were quite different from Sherry's prickly personality, Gin could never have mistaken her hair.

Gin abruptly stubbed out his cigarette, his eyes instantly turning sinister and dangerous.

He pushed open the car door and strode towards the alley entrance.

The hem of his black trench coat fluttered behind him.

"Shirley!" he hissed, his voice suppressed and menacing.

Gin kept his steps very low.

Having searched for so long without finding Sherry, Gin had long suspected that someone with great power was providing her with protection.

Zheng Yi was at the top of his list of suspects.

But Zheng Yi, that guy, has an astonishing amount of energy.

His bloodlust was even greater than his.

At most, he'll just bomb buildings and give Tokyo Tower a quick shot.

But that guy Zheng Yi, there's no one he wouldn't dare kill—no congressman, no tycoon, no CEO of a big company.

Moreover, he kills openly, so no one can do anything about it.

His position within the organization was also extremely special, making Gin hesitant to act against him.

But this time, he was determined to catch Zheng Yi red-handed.

Gin ran over here without alerting Shoichi and the others.

Or rather, Zheng Yi seemed completely unaware of the approaching danger, continuing to chat and laugh with the woman beside him.

They appeared to have eaten oden by the roadside before heading towards a rather upscale-looking restaurant.

Gin followed closely into the restaurant, with Vodka and Vermouth trailing behind him like two little tails.

Vermouth looked surprised.

Is Shirley really that brave?
He almost got caught by Gin once, and now he's showing up again?

And isn't there a problem with her antidote, that she might transform at any time?
They dare to go out like that.

When Gin burst into the hotel lobby, he stopped abruptly.

Zheng Yi was sitting in a booth in the lobby, with a bowl of ramen in front of him.

Sitting opposite him was a little girl.

Ok?
"Where is Sherry?" Vermouth leaned over and asked in a low voice.

She saw Zheng Yi, and the little girl next to him who was poking noodles with chopsticks.

Obviously, a seven or eight-year-old girl could not be eighteen-year-old Shirley.

Vermouth shrugged and looked at Gin: "The one next to Shoichi looks like his sister. What, you mistook Shoichi's sister for Sherry? Just because of the same hairstyle and hair color?"

A playful smile tugged at the corner of her lips: "Why does his sister have this hairstyle and hair color? Maybe it was Zheng Yi's doing. As for his purpose..."

She drawled out the words, "Maybe it's just teasing the piano bar."

Gin's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He stared intently at the little girl, as if he wanted to burn a hole through her: "She's hiding."

Vodka scratched his head, looking bewildered.

Sherry and Seiichi, two troublesome guys, getting together means big trouble.

“Maybe you’re mistaken,” Vermouth said again, her tone serious.

Gin gave her a cold glance, then turned to Vodka and asked, "Did you see Sherry just now?"

Vodka shrank back and whispered, "I wasn't looking over there. I didn't see Sherry, and I didn't even see Zhengyi."

Wearing sunglasses late at night already reduces visibility.

Vermouth shrugged. "Look, I can't even see vodka. You must be seeing things."

Gin didn't believe he could be wrong, especially not Sherry.

Gin could spot Sherry's hair, even from a great distance.

“She must have seen me and then hid,” Gin said through gritted teeth.

As Gin spoke, he was about to walk towards Shoichi, but before he could take two steps, Vermouth grabbed his arm.

She looked at Gin and said, "If you go over like this, Shoichi definitely won't recognize you. Look at how long Shoichi has been treated like a serial killer, has he ever recognized you even once?"

Unless you catch them red-handed, Zheng Yi definitely won't pay any attention to you.

“And…” Vermouth looked toward Zheng Yi, “If Sherry really hid, and your attention was all on Zheng Yi, no one would have noticed if Sherry had escaped.”

Moreover, causing trouble for Zheng Yi in public will only draw everyone's attention to you.

Both the organization and Zheng Yi are people who prefer to keep a low profile and hide their true selves.

Although, no one really put much effort into hiding it.

"Go, block the back door of the hotel," Gin ordered Vodka, turning his head slightly. "To prevent Sherry from escaping."

"Yes!" Vodka quickly slipped out to guard the back door.

Gin, meanwhile, stood in a corner of the hall, keeping a close eye on Shoichi to prevent Sherry from escaping back. Sherry was terrified of the organization; without Shoichi by her side, Gin felt she wouldn't even dare to walk.

Therefore, there is a high possibility that she secretly came back to find Zheng Yi.

Vermouth stood beside him, also observing him discreetly.

Zheng Yi seemed completely unaware of the gazes behind him, still teasing the little girl beside him.

The little girl got angry and picked up her schoolbag to throw at Zheng Yi, who laughed and dodged.

It's a heartwarming scene of deep sibling affection.

One hour.

Zhengyi ate at the restaurant for an hour.

This further convinced Gin of his judgment.

How could it take so long for two people to eat?

They're definitely waiting for someone!

Waiting for Sherry who's hiding!

But soon, Zheng Yi paid the bill and left.

Gin continued to secretly follow behind, while Vodka remained inside the restaurant.

To prevent Sherry from hiding inside and falling into Zheng Yi's trap of luring her away from the mountain.

Walking on the bustling streets of Tokyo, Masakazu and his sister seemed to be quite boisterous, even their ordinary shopping trip turned into a playful fight.

His sister would occasionally hit him with her backpack, and he would occasionally snatch her snacks and pinch her cheeks.

He always manages to make his sister angry with perfect timing.

Gin felt his patience was about to run out.

"Di Di~"

The phone rang abruptly.

Gin answered the phone.

“Big Brother,” Vodka’s voice came through the phone, “Shirley isn’t in the restaurant. My guys and I have searched the whole place, but we couldn’t even find a single hair of hers.”

Gin frowned, about to speak, but his gaze suddenly froze.

Because the moment he answered the phone, that familiar figure appeared before his eyes again.

In the few seconds that he looked down at his phone, Sherry reappeared next to Zhengyi!
Moreover, Gin saw that Shoichi had just snatched the ice cream from Sherry's hand and was smugly licking it.

"Sherry!" Gin growled, about to rush out.

But as soon as he took a step, Vermouth grabbed his arm.

“Calm down,” Vermouth said in a low, serious voice. “Don’t fight with Zheng Yi in a place like this.”

"Let go!" Gin said coldly, his gaze sweeping across Vermouth's face like a knife.

"Don't be impulsive!" Vermouth's voice rose slightly, sounding as if she were reminding someone.

Gin glared at her.

Zheng Yi is not a good person, and Vermouth may not be a good person either!
She and Zheng Yi are in cahoots!
Maybe she was the one who tipped Zheng Yi off just now!

"Let go!" Gin said coldly again.

Vermouth smiled helplessly and let go of his hand.

She was also wondering to herself: for that brief moment, she hadn't been able to see clearly whether the girl was Sherry or Ai.

The frequency of these transformations is a bit too high, isn't it?
Although Vermouth's intervention lasted only a few seconds, by the time Gin looked up again, the two figures had already disappeared into the crowd on the street.

Damn!

Gin cursed under his breath.

There are too many parasites in the organization; even Vermouth dares to openly defy his orders!

He randomly grabbed a passerby on the roadside, stared intently into the person's eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Where did the man and woman from ahead go? The woman had brown hair."

The passerby's legs went weak from Gin's murderous gaze, and he stammered as he pointed to a shop ahead: "Go...go into that designer handbag boutique..."

Gin tossed the passersby aside like trash and strode toward the store.

Rushing into the store, one is greeted by a dazzling array of luxury goods.

Gin spotted Shoichi immediately.

He was carrying a huge black backpack and several shopping bags in his hands.

The girl next to him had a limited-edition Birkin bag hanging on her head, making her look both comical and pathetic.

The shop assistants gathered around, watching Zheng Yi hesitate, wanting to offer advice but not daring to.

Gin's gaze swept around the store, but he didn't see Sherry.

“Sherry isn’t here.” Vermouth caught up, panting, and flicked her long hair, her tone tinged with doubt.

“He must have heard someone’s commotion,” Gin said coldly, his gaze sweeping across Vermouth’s face.

“The parasites in the organization are all coming to me to show off their power.”

Vermouth ignored Gin's sarcasm; her gaze was fixed suspiciously on the little girl with the bag hanging from her head.

When Gin was outside just now, he clearly saw Sherry.

Once they arrived at the restaurant, she became Ai.

Just now on the street, Gin saw Sherry again.

Now that she's in this store, she's become Ai again.

How many times has it transformed already?
Vermouth rubbed her eyes to make sure she wasn't seeing things.

She tapped her forehead with her finger. This medicine is too potent!
"Are you seeing things?" Vermouth asked. "Seiichi's sister has always been by his side."

Vermouth pointed inside and said, "Don't assume she's Sherry just because her sister's hair is the same as Sherry's."

Vermouth's tone carried an indescribable mockery.

"What?" Vermouth continued, seeing that Gin was still unwilling to admit his mistake.

"No one else saw Shirley except you, and you still haven't admitted your mistake?"

Vermouth looked at Gin with a mocking expression.

You're so old and your eyesight is failing; you can't believe you're seeing this right.

“No!” Gin said coldly, “The passerby I asked earlier also saw it.”

“I reckon he was just pointing randomly,” Vermouth said.
"That guy looked like he was scared to death by you just now. If you ask him a question, do you think he would dare to say he doesn't know?"

So I just pointed to a random place, and they've long since escaped.

Gin continued to stare intently at Shoichi, his gaze unwilling to look away.

He was certain he hadn't misread it.

"Judging from Zheng Yi's appearance, he won't be leaving this shop anytime soon," Gin said.

Zheng Yi was having a great time fiddling with the bags in the store, hanging almost every single one on her sister.

Gin said, "The organization's people have arrived. They will search the surrounding area carefully and thoroughly."

As long as Shirley is still alive, it's impossible for her to escape silently.

Gin hid in a dark corner, and Vodka arrived with his henchmen, who then dispersed to begin their investigation.

The group of underlings were extremely cautious, afraid of alarming Zheng Yi and incurring his wrath.

Vermouth glanced at Gin, then turned her gaze to Shoichi and Ai.

You will never find Shirley.

Oh, the prerequisite for not finding it is that Ai's transformation frequency doesn't need to be too high. (End of Chapter)