Ke Xue: I have a knife, and you still dare to fight me?

Although she was later killed by Kawasaki Tsuki, the earlier scenes still left a slight psychological scar on Ai Haibara.

"What's wrong? You look so downcast."

Ai Haibara looked up and met Conan's curious gaze.

"Nothing, just thinking about some things."

"What's making you so frustrated?"

"Research into an antidote for ATPX-4869 has failed."

Ai Haibara said casually.

Conan was shocked.

"What!? No way, you're kidding, right, Haibara?"

He looked at Ai Haibara with anticipation, hoping to get a reply from her.

However, Ai Haibara stood frozen in place, her body seemingly trembling slightly.

"Hey, Haibara, what's wrong?"

"The zither, the zither wine..."

Upon hearing Gin's name, the keyword was triggered, and Conan immediately scanned his surroundings warily.

"Where? Where is it?"

"No, it's that Porsche."

Conan looked at the Porsche 356A parked on the side of the road.

But there was no one in the car.

What's wrong with Porsche?

Conan approached the Porsche and began to examine it.

"This Porsche 356A is a vintage car from fifty years ago."

Ai Haibara swallowed hard; this scene was just like the one in her dream.

She kept telling herself: Take a deep breath, take a deep breath.

She calmed herself down with a deep breath, and then slowly began to speak.

"That Porsche belongs to Gin."

"what?!"

Conan's expression was shocked and serious.

Gin! I've caught you again!

He immediately realized this was an opportunity.

So he quickly called Professor Agasa.

"Kudo, what are you doing?"

"Doctor, get this to the intersection of Fourth Street as quickly as possible. I'll explain why later, but hurry!"

Ai Haibara frowned; she sensed that Shinichi Kudo was about to do something extremely dangerous again.

She also took out her phone, wondering whether she should call Kurokawa Sakizuki.

However, after thinking it over, I ultimately decided not to call him.

She felt it wasn't worth disturbing Kurokawasaki Tsuki for the time being, and besides, at this hour, Kurokawasaki Tsuki was most likely still taking a nap.

Before long, a yellow Beetle drove towards them.

Conan ran over quickly.

"Have you brought everything?"

Professor Agasa got out of the car and handed Conan a clothes hanger and a wrench.

"Shinichi, what do you need all this for?"

Conan, holding a clothes hanger, deftly pried open Gin's car door.

He then got into Gin's car.

"Kudo, what are you doing?"

"Of course, it's about installing listening devices and trackers."

Suddenly, Ai Haibara's expression turned terrified.

"what happened?"

"Look across the street."

Conan looked up in confusion.

His expression then became serious and alert.

Because Gin and Vodka were standing across the street, seemingly preparing to get back into the car.

Conan quickly placed the listening device and locator, closed the car door, and hid behind the car with Ai Haibara.

When Gin returned to the car door, he immediately noticed the clear and messy footprints imprinted in the snow next to the car door.

"Why are there so many footprints?" Gin frowned.

"I bet it was just some passersby who came to see the guy's car, after all, it's an antique."

Gin stared at the footprints on the ground for a few more moments; they were clearly children's footprints.

So he didn't take it to heart, probably just as Vodka had said.

Then, the two got into the car and left.

Conan, who was hiding behind the car, showed an excited expression.

Heaven has opened its eyes! It's like finding a needle in a haystack!

I've finally run into the two of you.

Gin's car was driving ahead.

Professor Agasa, meanwhile, followed at a distance in his Beetle, leisurely driving along.

Conan stared at the location on his glasses, guiding Professor Agasa in the right direction.

Ai Haibara, sitting in the back seat, looked at the excited Conan and said, "Kudo, what you're doing is practically courting death."

"Are you done talking? Don't bother me."

The next second, the glasses emitted a phone notification tone.

Someone called Gin!

Conan listened attentively once again.

Soon, Conan received crucial information from the other end.

Assassinating a senator, holding a memorial service, using that drug in crucial moments, and having a new code name.

Conan called out, "Pisco."

“Pisco? I’ve heard of that code name, but I’ve never met him.”

Conan was deep in thought.

Gin had already hung up the phone.

Then he noticed something strange next to the car seat.

He picked up a hair.

Brown hair.

Gin's lips curled into a slight smile.

You actually came to me yourself, ah~ Sherry!

Chapter 122 Pisco

Gin glanced around the seat.

They quickly retrieved the listening device and locator that Conan had installed.

Vodka looked curiously at the clump of something on his older brother's finger and asked, "Brother, what's this?"

"I guess it's a locator and a bugging device."

Vodka's mouth dropped open.

"Ah! What?"

Upon hearing Gin's voice, Conan also had a bad feeling.

The signal on the glasses was cut off the next second.

Gin crushed the bugging device and the locator to pieces with a flick of his fingers.

You actually took the initiative to get closer to me.

I was so touched.

Sherry!

Since Sherry had overheard his conversation, he figured she might be there.

Gin took out his phone and notified Pisco and the others about Sherry's situation.

Soon, Pisco and his two companions had another mission: to find Sherry.

.........

Cup House Hotel.

At the memorial service venue.

Vermouth is using actress Chris Vineyard's pseudonym.

He was very comfortable on the field and soon started chatting with the other guests.

Compared to Vermouth, who was a guest, Amuro Tooru seemed to have a rather unfortunate fate.

He's currently walking around with a glass of wine, refilling the drinks for the guests.

That's right, he sneaked into the venue as a waiter.

However, this can be considered a good match for one's major.

As for Pisco, he was ostensibly the president of a company.

It must be said that all three actors were quite good at acting.

If you were to blend into the meeting room at first glance, who would know that these three people all came from the same organization?

He saw Amuro Tooru carrying a bottle of wine as he walked past him.

Vermouth couldn't resist teasing Bourbon, smiling as she looked at him in his work clothes and said in fluent, fluent English, "Waiter, please have a drink, thank you."

Amuro Tooru stopped and met Vermouth's smiling eyes. He forced a smile, served her drinks, and then left.

Damn it, why can't I be given the status of a guest?

The main entrance to the venue.

Conan the dog crept behind a pillar, his eyes gleaming as he observed the situation in the reception area.

Ai Haibara then appeared behind him.

Looking at Ai Haibara behind him, Conan said speechlessly.

Didn't you say you weren't interested?

"Do you think I wanted to come? Didn't you say they might use that drug? I'm the one who made that drug. I don't want to be called a murderer again."

"No matter what you say, just be careful."