Daily life in Zongman: There's something wrong with their eyes

Seeing that this time it was just as he had guessed, a rare smile appeared on Gin's cold face.

"Okay, now we have to find the rat that put the bug and the tracker."

"Okay, big brother, I'll go check the car's surveillance."

Gin stood there with a look of disdain in his heart. He had met many top agents.

but.

What level of rat was this sent to use such a crude trick?

They even installed a bug in his car. It was the first time he encountered such a weak stalker.

......

The night light was dim, and the pedestrians on the road had already been reduced to a few people.

Conan, who was at the corner of the alley, heard the words coming from the bug and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Damn it! Looks like this opportunity has been missed."

"We can't stay here anymore. We need to leave quickly. We must find these guys' lair next time."

make a prompt decision.

Conan turned around while speaking.

What he faced was a dead end. His face changed and he quickly tried to find another way to leave.

He didn't hesitate at all.

but.

The sound of two people's intertwining footsteps near the alley gradually became clearer.

Conan was startled and looked around the empty but narrow intersection in panic.

When I found that there was no obstruction, my heart was suddenly shrouded in a haze, and I felt even more confused.

Damn!

I shouldn't have been so reckless. What should I do now? ! !

I was lucky enough to escape before, but this time I can't explain it...

In the case of positive anesthetics, it will not work.

It seems that the only way to break through is by force.

Even though Conan's face remained calm, he was actually extremely anxious inside.

While squatting down and turning on the switch of his shoes, Conan accurately calculated the success rate of knocking out Gin and Vodka.

He finally accepted it, but couldn't help but feel despair.

Judging from the results of approaching him quietly and feeding him the medicine, the success rate of him knocking down two people with his childish body is less than 50%.

However, it is not his style to sit back and wait for death.

The footsteps were getting closer, and cold sweat was dripping down Conan's face.

Their expressions were almost frozen, and they silently counted the seconds it took for the other person to pass the corner.

5 ......

4 ......

3...2...1......! !

It's now! ! !

As Conan counted silently to the end, the sound of staggered footsteps approached.

The next second when he was about to get angry and kick two balls in a row.

"Who are you?! It was you who placed the bug..."

"Plop! Plop!!!"

There were cries of surprise and the sound of two heavy objects 5.8 hitting the ground and falling to the ground.

Conan's face was filled with confusion, he had no idea what was going on.

Judging from his experience of often knocking out Kogoro Mori.

It was like the sound of a person falling to the ground when they were unconscious or under irresistible force.

At this moment, Conan couldn't help but have beautiful fantasies.

Could it be that besides the two men in black and him, there are other people here? !

And now this innocent person is serving as his scapegoat? ! !

Confused, Conan cautiously poked his head out from the corner.

But she almost bumped into the shoes of a young boy who happened to be walking by.

“Bah!! Bah bah!!”

Just as Conan was trying to hold back his dry heaves, a smiling male voice came over.

"What are you doing here?! Conan."

"You gave me a hard time finding you."

Shirakawa teased Conan, who was kissing his shoes, while secretly muttering about the low fighting power of Gin and Vodka.

Chapter 494: You really didn’t understand?!

"Pah, pah, pah! Pah, pah, pah!"

Conan froze in his retching motion at the sound of this strangely familiar, yet inexplicably familiar voice.

He suppressed his nausea and immediately looked up at the source of the sound.

He saw a handsome face, half of which existed in the shadow of the moonlight, and whose true appearance could barely be seen, looking down at him condescendingly.

Um......

Conan understood why it was no wonder. The other party seemed to be so arrogant at the moment, mainly because he was lying on the corner of the street.

However, now is not the time to think about such things.

Conan shook his head to wake up.

He moved his gaze to look at the scene behind Shirakawa Shiki.

as predicted.

Two men in black were lying motionless on the ground, just like two dead dogs, in different postures and motionless.

What exactly happened during the period of time that he didn't know?

As a "scientific" detective, Conan only believes in the only truth he has deduced.

Curiosity was like a cat's paw, constantly scratching his face and making him look anxious and scratch his ears and cheeks.

"What are they?"

Conan still has a vague psychological shadow towards Gin in his heart that is hard to explain.

He didn't dare to go closer and said hesitantly.

Although he was unpredictable towards Shirakawa Shiki, he guessed that he had strong fighting power.

But what he didn't expect was that even Gin, who looked like a cold-faced killing god in his eyes, seemed to have no power to resist and fell into the hands of the other party.

This is too unbelievable, is the other party really a high school student like him? ! !

Shirakawa looked at Conan while speaking.

He looked as fearful as a tiger, and couldn't help but curl up a funny arc, pretending to be confused.

"You're saying these two guys, dressed in black and sneaking around in broad daylight, don't look like good people, but like thieves?"

"Conan, it's too dangerous for you as a child to be in front of these people. If they are human traffickers, it would be terrible."

"Forehead......???!"

Conan wanted to refute that they were not petty thieves, but members of a very scary organization.

However, he glanced at the current state of Gin and Vodka and found that Shirakawa's description was not without reason.

In his eyes, the other party should be unaware of the Black Organization, so he chose to keep his words to himself.

The only thing was that he felt extremely uncomfortable and couldn't explain it.

"You are still young, so you are not allowed to run away from your parents."

"Actually, I don't. I just have a stomachache."

"If not, why would you go so far to the bathroom?"

"I'm not familiar with this area and couldn't find the toilet."

"You're looking for a restroom here? Are you trying to use the restroom here secretly?"

Conan followed Shirakawa's gaze, looked around at his surroundings in the public place, and smiled awkwardly.

"How is that possible? I'm not a child anymore. I can't pee or poop anywhere."

"No, Mr. Kogoro said you are."

Hearing this, Conan's face froze.

He was almost choked to death by these words. At this moment, he couldn't help but curse Maori Kogoro, the wicked guy.

"Conan, come back with me, big brother, and don't let Mr. Kogoro and Xiaolan worry."

Baichuan's words were still neither hurried nor slow, and were accompanied by an indescribable smile.

This time, Conan caught the strangeness and couldn't help but look at Shirakawa's facial expression.

He noticed that this guy, whom he couldn't see through, had his eyebrows twitching strangely, and he clearly had a half-smile on his face.

He couldn't hold it in any longer and suddenly blurted out the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

"Hey, you're not kidding me, are you? You actually know everything in your heart?"

"Hmm? Conan, what are you talking about?"

Shirakawa Shiki naturally wouldn't admit it and smiled playfully.

That’s all I have to say.

He turned to look behind him and chuckled as the footsteps faded away.

"Conan, since I've dealt with the human traffickers, I'll be leaving first."

"Leave? How are they?"

"I just fainted. I'm a good citizen. Who do you think I am?"

"That was not what I meant."

Conan didn't give up, unable to discern any hidden meaning in Shirakawa's tone.

"And you really didn't understand just now?"

He seriously suspected that this handsome boy with a faint smile on his lips might have a bad personality.

If Shirakawa knew what he was thinking now, he would probably burst out laughing.

After all, he was indeed teasing the Death God elementary school student.

"What did you not understand?"

Shirakawa raised an eyebrow.

Then, he and Conan, who was following behind him, passed the two people who were still unconscious, speaking in a light tone.

"They won't be unconscious for long. They'll wake up in a few minutes."

He didn't intend to kill these two people. After all, Gin was actually quite ridiculous in the eyes of those who knew him.

He completed various tasks for the organization with trepidation, risking his life.

But he seemed to never know that his organization had already been infiltrated by various traitors and spies.