Gin doesn't want to work hard

Conan remained vigilant.

He tiptoed into the living room.

Just as he reached the center of the hall, he heard footsteps to his side.

Conan was shocked and quickly hid behind a cabinet.

The footsteps grew clearer, and it seemed the person had entered the living room.

Conan held his breath and cautiously peeked out.

Luckily, the other person had their back to him.

Therefore, no one noticed Conan's little tricks.

But when Conan saw the person's back clearly...

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

I thought I would see bourbon or vodka.

At worst, he'll be a stranger.

But don't want to...

Conan looked at the person's long, golden hair tied in braids and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He walked directly out from behind the cabinet and spoke.

"Kurosawa-nii, you..."

Hearing the noise, Kurosawa turned around.

Conan was stunned after seeing Kurosawa's attire.

The familiar black trench coat was striking.

Conan's words, which he hadn't even finished saying, were suddenly stuck in his throat.

He carefully examined the person opposite him to confirm that he was someone he knew well, and not someone impersonating him.

After confirming that it was Kurosawa himself, Conan was no longer so nervous.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a slight lingering fear.

"Kurosawa-kun, why are you dressed like that?"

"Scared me."

"I thought he was from that organization!"

You know, he almost thought Kurosawa was a member of that organization!

But upon closer reflection, he realized it was impossible.

Since Kurosawa is still standing here unharmed.

That means that the companion Ai Haibara mentioned did not come.

But for safety reasons, Conan still asked a question.

"By the way, Kurosawa-kun."

"Has anyone strange come to the house?"

"I just met a little girl who claimed to be from an organization, she..."

Conan gradually stopped talking.

He sensed something was wrong.

Kurosawa remained silent.

This is obviously not normal.

"Kurosawa-kun?"

Conan called out cautiously.

"you……"

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

The sound of a door opening came from behind him.

Conan's pupils contracted sharply as he turned and saw Ai Haibara pushing the door open and entering.

"It's you?!"

"Shirley."

Conan and Kurosawa spoke almost simultaneously.

"what?"

Conan turned his head abruptly, a look of disbelief flashing in his eyes.

"Kurosawa-kun, what did you just say?"

Conan hoped he had misheard.

Unfortunately, reality dealt him a heavy blow.

"Shirley."

Ai Haibara spoke.

"You heard me right, that's my code name."

Conan turned his head slowly, one click at a time.

My usually quick thinking has now become sluggish.

How did Kurosawa know Ai Haibara's code name?

Why is he dressed like this?

There's also Ai Haibara's accomplice, Kurosawa's unusually silent state, and Professor Agasa, who has yet to appear...

Everything seemed to indicate that something was wrong with Kurosawa.

Conan still couldn't believe it.

Having been through so much together, Conan finds it hard to doubt Kurosawa anymore.

Despite all the evidence present indicated that...

Kurosawa is a member of that organization.

But Conan still tries to find something to refute this conclusion.

Until he saw a faint trace of blood on the floor.

On the already red floor, the bloodstains weren't very noticeable.

But Conan still noticed.

His gaze followed the bloodstains and finally landed on Kurosawa.

Conan:! ! !

The bloodstains were fresh, Conan was quite certain of it.

But Kurosawa doesn't appear to be injured.

The source of that blood...

Conan thought of Professor Agasa.

"Professor Agasa?!"

Conan started shouting loudly.

But it's a pity.

No one answered.

Conan's expression turned terrified.

"If you're calling for the owner of this house."

He's already dead.

Ai Haibara delivered a subtle but powerful retort.

"Wha, what?"

Conan couldn't believe it.

"No, this must be fake, right!"

"You all conspired to deceive me!"

"Just like last time!"

"The doctor must be hiding somewhere!"

"He must still be alive!"

Conan's eyes scanned his surroundings, trying to find other clues.

But in the end, he gained nothing.

Everything seemed normal.

It's so normal it's frightening.

Conan finally turned his attention to Kurosawa.

He asked, clinging to his last shred of hope.

"It's all fake, right?"

"Kurosawa-kun?"

Kurosawa finally spoke.

But he only asked a question in return.