Simultaneous Time Travel: Am I the only normal person among them?

"I'm sorry, Sister Xiaolan, it won't happen again next time."

Conan blinked his big eyes and said in a shy, childish voice.

He looked disgusting.

"Yes, yes, that's right. We came in because this guy was running around everywhere."

Sonoko brazenly shifted the blame onto Conan.

Who told Conan to just call her a gossip?

Xiaolan hesitated to speak.

Isn't it a bit wrong to deceive Inspector Megure like this?

But Sonoko held him back, so let's keep this white lie going.

Besides, Xiaolan, do you want your parents to know you've come to a place like this?

Sonoko's eyes conveyed this meaning.

Xiaolan was speechless.

Conan, please forgive Ran.

"Okay, but it's getting late, Miwako, why don't you give them a ride home?"

Inspector Megure gave the instructions.

"Ok."

Sato Miwako agreed.

She looked like she had just taken a shower; her hair was still wet.

It looks like they received a last-minute assignment and drove over from home.

After all, it's almost 10 o'clock now, long past the time to get off work.

Xiaolan kept thanking him, and Yuanzi looked reluctant to part with him.

Are you leaving already?

She wanted to chat with Kazama a little longer.

Now that the store manager is bedridden, it's going to be a long time before she can book an appointment with Mr. Kazama again.

No, since she can't find Mr. Kazama, then let Mr. Kazama come to her!

Sonoko's intelligence suddenly soared to a level she could never have reached before.

"Kazama, my family is currently collaborating with the Beika Museum to host a gemstone exhibition, but we're short of interested guests. Would you like to come?"

Sonoko, the young lady, is lying through her teeth.

Forget about gem exhibitions, even if the Suzuki Group wanted to throw a silver party, all the people there would be thinking about whether to go to Thailand for a jewel cutting procedure.

"Of course, no problem, Sonoko, it's my pleasure."

The boy smiled, his smile like ripples on a clear spring.

Yuanzi stared blankly.

No matter how many times you watch it, it will always make you suspicious.

How could such a bewitching ghost laugh more brightly than the sunlight?

"Garden, garden, we should go."

Xiao Lan reminded her.

As if waking from a dream, Yuanzi blushed and nodded sullenly.

Miwako Sato had been waiting for a long time, while Inspector Megure was on the phone, seemingly confirming something.

"Kazama, you have to come!"

As Ran pulled Sonoko outside, she called out to her.

After all, how could a gem exhibition be complete without the most dazzling gem?

Luke nodded and watched the three leave.

Conan followed timidly behind the two, seemingly quite frightened by Luke's use of the word "Shinichi" today.

He lost all his energy and spirit.

It's also possible that because no one died in today's case, Conan's detective brain wasn't activated.

"Sir, I'll be going now."

"Hurry back! Someone from the station just called and said there's been another murder at the restaurant in the Mihana Central Building. We need to get back right away!"

Inspector Megure looked serious.

Late at night, have a candlelight dinner, and then casually kill someone along the way.

Is this reasonable?

In Beika Town, this makes perfect sense.

Sato Miwako raised her hand in agreement, and as she passed Luke, she suddenly clicked her tongue.

"Miwako, do your best!"

Luke smiled encouragingly.

Sato Miwako ignored her and walked straight out the door.

She had absolutely no desire to communicate with this bastard who had deceived her best friend!

“Brother Kazama, don’t mind her, Miwako is just a bit too straightforward.”

Inspector Megure smoothed things over.

Luke shook his head.

"Let's go, Inspector Megure, I'll go with you to the station to give a statement."

"Alright, everyone tidy up the scene, let's pack up and head to the next match!"

"Inspector Megure shouted loudly."

The surrounding backdrops shouted in unison, "Yes!"

Meanwhile, Gin was cleaning his pistols at the base; he had just finished his shift.

"Big brother, I sent you Shirley's lab report for this month."

Vodka crossed his fingers and used the computer to encrypt and upload the data.

Gin paused.

"Did Margaret go to see her?"

"Yes, he also met Shirley's sister."

Vodka answered.

He was not envious of Margaret's flirtatious behavior.

Because he has Gin, that's enough for him.

"It seems Shirley's sister didn't tell Margaret about our deal with her. What a foolish woman."

"If you ask me, brother, we should have killed that woman the moment she offered the deal."

"This is good for both the organization and Shirley."

Vodka couldn't help but start mocking him.

"Shut up, Vodka."

Gin interrupted coldly.

The vodka stopped abruptly, sounding somewhat aggrieved.

Gin's demeanor grew even colder. This fool who can't see the situation clearly—is there no smart person in the organization?

No, there's a smart one. The traitor he just shot was one of them.

Thinking of this, Gin's tone softened slightly.

Although he wasn't very bright, Vodka was at least loyal to him.

“There are very few women in this world who can fool Margaret.”

Vodka suddenly realized.

"Brother, are you saying that Margaret was also bewitched by that woman and betrayed us?"

Gin's face turned ashen.

I'm adding yesterday's chapter. My laptop wouldn't charge, so I wrote this at an internet cafe. I'll write a few chapters first, and continue tonight when I get back.

Chapter 102 The Tragic Miyamoto Yumi

Hold on, you must hold on!

The organization has been increasingly short-handed in recent years, and Vodka is extremely loyal, considering how many years he's driven for him.

Gin decided to wait until he found a suitable replacement before replacing Vodka.

"Brother, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"I knew you must have caught a cold, brother. Here, I bought you some cold medicine especially for you."

As he spoke, Vodka cheerfully pulled a box of medicine from his pocket.

He felt he had been too thoughtful, and he was sure his older brother would remember his kindness.

Like other characters such as Vermouth, Margaret, and Chianti.

Nothing can compare to my position in my elder brother's heart!

The vodka tasted wonderful.

"Shut up, Vodka."

"Margaret could not possibly betray us!"

Gin rebuked him coldly.

Vodka was stunned.

Brother, why?

"What I mean is that Margaret may have guessed something, but she just doesn't know the specific details. Keep an eye on that woman's movements during this time."

Gin rubbed his temples, looking at the stunned Vodka, and unusually patiently explained.

If the organization hadn't been so short-handed lately, why would he have taken vodka on such a long mission?

Of course, Gin was unaware of this.

In the future, the organization will face an even greater shortage of personnel.

"I understand, brother! You were right to have foresight!"

Vodka had a sudden realization, but then another question arose.

"Should we send someone to keep an eye on Margaret?"

Gin did not answer, and silently put the Beretta M92F pistol back into his coat.

He was worried that he might lose control and shoot Vodka dead.

Moreover, if Gin were to answer such a idiotic question, he feels like his brain would turn into vodka.

"Big brother?"

Vodka, standing behind him, was completely bewildered.

He had long suspected that there was something wrong with that kid Margaret.

He spends all day following those women around, flirting with them; he's clearly not a decent person.