Refuse to allow Conan to join the main storyline

Koizumi did not turn back into a cat. Instead, he walked out of the hospital openly, found a ramen restaurant to have a good dinner, and then returned to his rental house.

Since she had been discovered by the organization, it was obvious that there must be spies around the hospital watching her every move. If she disappeared mysteriously at this moment, it might attract more attention and vigilance.

This is also the reason why Koizumi asked Furiya Rei and Matsuda Jinpei to stay in the hospital overnight, to minimize the risk of them being discovered by the organization.

As daybreak approached, she struggled to get out of the bathtub and collapsed onto the soft bed.

Although her body has basically recovered, the encounter in the hospital has seriously affected her mental state. Even if someone comes to rob her, she can only let them wreak havoc and get a good night's sleep before making any plans.

Koizumi slept very uneasily, having the same nightmare over and over again.

In the hospital, Gin suddenly walked out of the stairwell and found Furuya Rei and Matsuda Jinpei who were about to arrest Ogura Takuya, and shot them to silence them.

In the hospital, Gin broke into the room where she was hiding, found two people hiding in the locker, and shot them to death.

In the hospital, Gin broke into the room where she was hiding. Although he left without noticing the two people hiding in the locker, he turned around and shot them after they walked out of the hiding place...

In the hospital, Gin...

These two people are like the cat in Schrödinger's box, going back and forth, repeatedly wandering on the boundary between life and death.

When I woke up, the sun was slowly setting, the sky was a mixture of pink and dark blue, and it was the magic time of the day again.

Koizumi sat on the bed with a splitting headache.

She turned her head and looked at the milk jug on the bedside table.

Speaking of which, this confrontation in the hospital was probably their first real meeting.

She was able to remain calm when facing Rum, and she was also relatively calm when being interrogated with drugs. Why did Gin put such great psychological pressure on her?

I don’t understand, I don’t want to think about it anymore, I’ll go out and look for food.

Walking and stopping on the crowded street, feeling the hustle and bustle around him, Koizumi finally came out of his emotions.

Maybe she was really exhausted during this period, which was why she had such strange emotions.

Just when she was hesitating between conveyor belt sushi and teppanyaki, a black Maserati pulled up to the side of the road. A man in a standard organization uniform got out of the car and walked to her. He bowed respectfully and said, "Ms. Sakurai, my president wants to see you."

Koizumi glanced at the man who was speaking and asked, "Is your chairman? Mr. Motomiya?"

The man didn't say anything, just lowered his head and waited for her reply.

A man came over to invite me. He spoke politely and seemed to have a good attitude. He did not show any weapons and did not show any intention of coercion. I guess it was not the Hongmen Banquet?

Well, why don’t we go and see whether it is the Hongmen Banquet or not?

Koizumi got into the car quickly and efficiently.

The man closed the car door respectfully, sat in the passenger seat, and started the car again.

Fifteen minutes later, the Maserati stopped smoothly in front of a traditional Japanese food store.

Koizumi got out of the car and looked around ungracefully.

The simple and elegant black wooden door has a plaque carved by hand by an artist with the words "Fengting" inscribed on it.

Isn't this the same style as the Western restaurant called something? Very high-end, very elegant, very artistic, and very delicious.

What a mistake! Why didn’t I bring the backpack when I went out today? It’s a bit inconvenient to take out the bomb with empty hands now.

Koizumi sneered and strode in under the guidance of the waiter.

After walking through the gate, you will pass a Zen garden made of white sand, pebbles and bamboo. Then, you will walk through the entrance and into the room accompanied by the sound of gurgling water and bamboo drums. A waitress in a kimono will come to greet you.

Koizumi looked at the deserted restaurant and asked casually, "Why is there no one here? Is the place reserved?"

The waitress walked sideways in front to lead the way, turned her head gracefully and bowed to her, and replied gently: "Yes, sir."

"Has the master arrived?"

"Yes, guest. The host is already waiting inside."

Koizumi stood at the open shoji door and looked inside, what caught his eye were the large ukiyo-e paintings on the wall, tatami mats and a low table.

It looks good, and it’s traditional, but it’s impossible for me to take off my shoes! If I really encounter any accidents, it would be too inconvenient to take off my shoes.

Sorry, we are going to be a bad guest today!

The waitress was already kneeling beside her, waiting to help her take off her shoes, but Koizumi pretended not to see it and walked straight in on the clean rattan mat.

Sitting at the low table was a man in a navy blue kimono. Koizumi recognized him at a glance as the Rum she had seen before. However, in order to fit the character, she still looked at him with unfamiliar eyes. After all, theoretically speaking, she shouldn't have seen Rum before. The last time she saw him in the western restaurant, he was just a black silhouette.

Rum's eyes swept over her feet, and he turned around and said with a smile: "See, I was right when I said she is the same kind as you."

Koizumi followed his gaze and saw Gin, who was wearing the same shoes as him, stepping on the tatami, standing lazily against the wall with a cigarette in his mouth.

Koizumi's heart skipped a beat. She paused for a second and said to Rum expressionlessly, "Don't you think your words will make people laugh at you?"

Then he raised his hand and greeted Gin: "Hi, see you again."

Gin raised his eyelids and glanced at her.

Koizumi hadn't planned to receive any response. She walked slowly to the low table and sat down carelessly. She looked at Rum who was sitting at the main seat and asked, "So, you are the real Demon King? Today you hired a samurai as a bodyguard. Are you finally brave enough to show your true face to others?"

Rum ignored her ridicule and smiled casually: "It's me."

"Then do you dare to tell me your real name?"

"If you were one of us, I would tell you."

Koizumi curled his lips: "Forget it, I have no interest in being one of your own."

Rum smiled and said, "We were having a good chat last time, but you changed your mind now?"

Koizumi rolled his eyes at him and said, "You treat your own people like death?"

"Aren't you still alive and well now?"

"This is my own ability, what does it have to do with you?"

"But you also destroyed my restaurant, didn't you? Guess how much financial loss I suffered?"

Koizumi sneered: "Then guess how much chips I have wasted to survive?"

"How about we both make concessions?"

"Okay, I'll reluctantly agree to kill you."

The puppet-like fake smile on Rum's face disappeared: "If you say so, then there is nothing to talk about?"

Koizumi slammed the table and said, "After all this time, have you shown any sincerity? What a joke!"

It feels good to talk big!

As for whether he would pull out his gun and burn himself to death later? I don’t know. I haven’t thought about it.