Ke Xue: Mastering Observation Haki at the start

Ai Haibara pursed her lips and looked at Gatsuki without saying a word.

After putting on Ai's shoes, Jia Chen reached out and picked her up in a princess carry.

The sudden feeling of being lifted into the air startled Ai for a moment.

"I'll carry you, let's go home." Jia Chen originally wanted to carry Ai Haibara on his back, but... given Ai's current condition, she couldn't possibly reach his shoulders. "Your legs will feel better in a bit. If they're still numb, I'll massage them for you when we get home..."

"Mr. Jiachen is going to take advantage of me again..." Xiao Ai didn't struggle and quietly enjoyed Jiachen's chest.

The car was parked in front of a luxury apartment building.

"Ding..."

The phone suddenly rang.

Jia Chen picked up her phone to check.

An email from 520 Gin.

[Meet at the villa at 10 PM, there's a mission.] — Gin

After quickly scanning, Jia Chen replied "ok".

"What's wrong? Is there a mission?" Ai Haibara asked, looking at Gatsuki in the rearview mirror.

"Mm." Jia Chen nodded.

"Then take care of yourself. Are you coming back tonight?" Ai Haibara asked again.

“You should come back, after all, you know my abilities,” Jia Chen said.

“But you’re injured now…” Ai Haibara lowered her head, her brown hair seemingly obscuring her pupils, making it impossible to discern her emotions.

After all, you never know whether tomorrow or an accident will come first.

"Don't worry, if it's just me alone..." Jia Chen said calmly, "I'm invincible."

"Don't you know how dangerous that organization is?" Ai asked, her voice filled with worry and fear. "If..."

"Can't I run away if I can't beat them?" Jia Chen looked at Xiao Ai with some helplessness and changed his words, "Besides, you know how strong I am."

He now regrets revealing his identity too soon.

If you're carrying out an organization mission, Ai will definitely say with a worried look, "Do you know how terrifying that organization is? You need to be careful."

But with Shirley's keen perception, how could she not see through it?

"Hmm..." Ai Haibara nodded.

After taking Ai Haibara to her apartment, Jia Chen took out the pocket pistol that Scrooge had used earlier from the drawer and handed it to Ai.

Having experienced what happened today, Jia Chen knew he was afraid... afraid of losing this tea-haired girl.

"From now on, attach the pistol. Use it if there's any danger, and I'll handle the consequences." Jia Chen's tone left no room for argument.

Although it has a ruby, it can only be triggered when there is fatal damage.

Just as the car was about to hit Ai, Jia Chen also sensed that... a special energy was about to emanate from Ai's ruby.

However, rubies are practically useless when dealing with human traffickers.

Moreover, this is in Beika Town, where dangers frequently occur...

Ai Haibara nodded and put the pistol away.

"I... you just need to rest well for a while."

Jia Chen paused for a moment. He had just wanted to say, "I'll be back in a bit," but his two lifetimes had taught him not to make empty promises.

"Hmm." Ai Haibara nodded slightly.

After saying that, Jia Chen put on his black trench coat, took the car key, opened the door, and went downstairs, all in a smooth and efficient manner.

"Big brother, when are we going to eat? I'm starving." Vodka gripped the steering wheel and drove towards the villa.

Vodka has only eaten breakfast so far today, and he's starving.

I haven't eaten yet because I've been accompanying Gin on a mission.

"When we get to the villa, have Galiano cook something." Gin, who had been sitting in the back seat with his eyes closed, opened his dark green pupils and said coldly.

"Wow, bro, you didn't call Galiano over for this mission just to freeload, did you?" Vodka blurted out his inner thoughts. "No way, no way?"

When Vodka said those words, Gin was silent for a moment.

"Shut up, Vodka," Gin said coldly. "The mission is more important."

"Oh..." Vodka nodded, indicating that he understood, brother.

It's perfectly fine to grab a meal while doing a task and also to cultivate relationships with colleagues.

It was my elder brother who put in the best of intentions.

Just as the two were speaking...

A sound came from behind.

"B-Brother, it looks like someone rear-ended us." Vodka quickly stopped the car and looked in the rearview mirror at a white car.

Gin took a deep breath and reached out to rub his forehead.

After the two got out of the car, they saw that the headlights of the Porsche 356A were completely smashed.

"I'm sorry, I apologize, I'm so sorry..." A woman got out of the car and bowed quickly.

Gin didn't speak, staring coldly at the woman, and put his hand inside his clothes.

"Big brother!" Vodka broke out in a cold sweat after noticing Gin's behavior and rushed over, whispering, "Don't get angry, there are cameras around!"

Gin didn't respond to Vodka and continued to reach into the inside pocket of his black trench coat.

"Brother, calm down." Vodka didn't care about anything else. There were cameras all around, and quite a few onlookers. He reached out and grabbed Gin's arm. "We can talk about it later."

"Let go, Vodka." Gin's dark green pupils glared at Vodka, slightly visible in the dim light.

Vodka dared not speak, and loosened his grip; he was truly afraid his older brother would shoot him...

He walked to the side, quickly took out his phone, and dialed Galliano's number.

"Hello...

Jia Chen's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Galiano, something terrible has happened! Big Brother is about to beat up a woman in the street!"

"What... Vermouth is back?"

"No, it's another woman."

As soon as Vodka finished speaking, the other party fell silent. It was easy to imagine that the image of the elder brother had collapsed in Galliano's mind.

"I didn't expect Gin to have this kind of... fetish. Send me your location, I'll be there in a bit."

P.S.: Please give me flowers and monthly tickets!

Chapter 118 Just as I stopped the car, I saw Gin push the vodka aside.

The cool moonlight shone on the man's long silver hair, making it look somewhat eerie.

"You hit my car." The words, devoid of any emotion, came coldly from Gin's mouth, and his hand moved closer to the inside pocket of his trench coat.

The words, though devoid of any emotion, carried an indescribable chill. The moment Vodka heard them, his pupils dilated in shock.

Looking at his older brother, who was radiating a chilling aura, Vodka suddenly realized that this was a prelude to his brother executing those traitors.

"Big Brother!!!" Vodka roared, determined not to let his brother be wanted here.

It was all because of something so trivial!

Jia Chen drove to his destination and slowly stopped when he saw the Porsche 356A that had been rear-ended, looking out the window.

A silver-haired man reached out and pushed the burly man wearing sunglasses to the ground, took out a cigarette case from his pocket, put one in his mouth, and slowly lit it.

Jia Chen: "...

I just arrived at my destination and saw Gin drinking vodka?

Jia Chen opened the car door and got out.

"Why are you here?" Gin asked coldly upon seeing Jia Chen.

He was initially heartbroken about his damaged car and was about to get angry, but when he saw Jia Chen arrive, he suppressed his anger and pretended to be indifferent...

Simply put, you might want to get angry, but you need to maintain a cool and aloof demeanor in front of your employees.

"I heard you had a fight with another woman and were about to hit her." Jia Chen took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. "Looks like the rumors are true."

Gin didn't say anything, but gave Vodka a cold look as he was knocked to the ground and looked completely innocent.

After glancing at the woman driving, Jia Chen instantly understood everything...

However, because of his disguise, the other party obviously did not recognize him.

"Compensate at the original price, not a penny less." Gin looked at the woman opposite him and said, suppressing his displeasure.

"Hmm... I know." For some reason, Yoshino Chie seemed to recall the look in the eyes of the man in black she had bumped into earlier that day...

It was the same cold, piercing gaze, as if one had only seen someone who had killed a thousand or ten thousand people.