Refuse to allow Conan to join the main storyline

Chapter 822 (Extra) Witnessing Conan's Birth 7

Damn FBI!

Damn Akai Shuichi!

Damn Merlot!

In a warehouse at the port, Gin gritted his teeth and bandaged himself while cursing angrily in his heart.

Karasuma Renya was indeed dead, the organization was indeed collapsed, and Gin was indeed free. However, what he did not expect was that the aftermath of the rejuvenation drug not only did not subside, but the situation became more and more serious, and there were more and more troubles.

Gin originally planned to leave Neon and go somewhere else to avoid the limelight, but after the news of Mello's death spread, the Americans instantly set their sights on him.

These guys announced his FBI identity and claimed ownership of him, while sending a large number of FBI agents to conduct a large-scale manhunt and crackdown on him.

And that damned Moroboshi Dai, no, it's Akai Shuichi, is the head of this FBI group!

It's true. How much he recognized Akai Shuichi's abilities in the past, how much he hates him now.

In particular, this guy not only concealed his strength when he was undercover in the organization, but also had close contact with him and had a considerable understanding of the organization and himself.

I just don't know what the deal between Mello and Shuichi Akai is, and whether he has revealed his background to him.

Gin put his hand in his coat pocket and felt the three five-yen coins inside.

Half a year has passed, and there are still three...

Mello, that bastard, just turned around and left without a care in the world, leaving behind such a huge mess. It's really a rip-off!

Moreover, it has been half a year, and she has not made any movement at all, as if she has really abandoned this world completely.

Did he really guess wrong?

Melo has no attachment to this world...here, will he really never come back?

Is she really not coming back?

tsk...

Gin took out the small plastic bag hidden under his clothes, took a look at the red and white capsules inside to make sure they were not damp or broken, then put it back to its original place and pressed the pocket again.

The smoke was completely gone.

There's not much ammunition left.

He was very tired and his body felt heavy.

The wound on his thigh was a little inflamed, probably because of the fever.

He hadn't experienced this feeling of being out of ammunition and food for a long time since he obtained the code name and left Dusk Annex.

To force him into this situation...

Akai Shuichi, you are awesome.

Ever since the collapse of the organization, Gin has completely stopped contacting his former brothers.

Without the organization's restraint and suppression, those people are not trustworthy at all and may even backfire on him.

Gin even sent Vodka back to the Twilight Annex to guard the gate, and now he was the only one left in Tokyo.

Under the FBI's strong blockade and encirclement, although a single-person operation has higher mobility, he also faces more problems, the first of which is the supply problem.

Be it ammunition or daily supplies, Vodka didn't have to worry about them at all before. Who would have thought that it would now become the biggest problem for him to survive in the urban jungle.

He had to find a way to break out of the FBI's encirclement.

But where to go after breaking out?

He used to be notorious because of his strong organization. Now that he is the only one left, he is nothing.

Gin was a little confused for a moment.

Melo at least had Nekozuka and Takagi Ken, who led a team of cats. Even though she was not in Tokyo, these people developed the industry of the cat team very well, laying a very solid foundation for her return.

Look at himself again...

Is it true, as Mello said, that he has absolutely no vision or luck in training subordinates?

Maybe he should try looking for the cat's grave?

tsk...

He had been forcing himself not to look for Nekozuka because he felt that doing so would be like admitting defeat in front of Mello.

But the current situation forced him to make a certain degree of compromise.

Never mind. Losing face in front of Melo would just mean being laughed at. It's better than being caught by the Americans.

Gin made up his mind, picked up his things that fell on the ground, and left the warehouse quietly.

However, what he didn't know was that less than three minutes after he left, someone pushed open the door of the warehouse.

Akai Shuichi turned on the flashlight, looked around the warehouse, and found the exact spot where Gin had just stopped. He picked up a handful of blood stains with his fingers and sniffed them gently. Then, he followed the fresh traces left behind.

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Gin's figure flashed like a ghost into the narrow gap between a row of tall containers. He tried to suppress his heavy and rapid breathing and listened attentively to the movement behind him.

He knew that he was being followed by someone, and he even knew that the person following him was Shuichi Akai himself.

But, just him?

Gin twitched the corner of his mouth and sneered silently.

Even if your abilities are really good, isn't this a bit too arrogant?

Are you sure you can keep me here by yourself?

The footsteps stopped just around the corner from him.

After a while, Akai Shuichi's voice came slowly: "You should be nearby. How about chatting?"

no respond.

Apart from the whistling sea breeze blowing between the cargo boxes, Shuichi Akai didn't hear any extra noise.

It was like there was really no one around.

Akai Shuichi waited for a moment, leaned against the cargo box, and continued, "Gin, I just want to verify a question from you. As long as I get the answer, I will help you escape from the FBI's encirclement immediately, how about it?"

Still no response.

"… Izumi Sakurai probably just faked her death. She, no, should I say, you have a grudge against the organization, so she wants to completely destroy the organization? Then, what does she plan to do with the rejuvenation technology? Could it be that she used the drug that can make people smaller and turned into a child to hide?"

"..."

"…The situation in Tokyo is getting increasingly chaotic. Is this part of your plan? Instead of letting this bad situation continue, why don't you continue to cooperate with the Americans? When your interests are aligned, they are more or less trustworthy."

This time, he finally heard something other than silence.

"Hmph." Gin sneered sarcastically, "Credit..."

Gin was right behind him, just around the corner.

Akai Shuichi gently flicked the safety of the pistol with his fingers and continued in a relaxed tone: "Even if you don't believe it, it might be a good idea for you? After all, those guys are financially strong. If you want to carry out research, the support they can provide is not comparable to that of the Japanese government."

“… Click.”

Like the sound of shoes stepping on gravel.

"...Gin?"

No one responded.

...Could this guy have run away again after a disagreement? He was clearly planning to have a good chat with Gin.

Shuichi Akai frowned slightly, walked out of the corner with a gun in hand, and groped towards the place where Gin made the sound just now. However, as soon as he stepped into the corner, he felt like he stepped on something.

Akai Shuichi's reaction was very quick. He quickly turned the corner the moment he noticed something was wrong.

A ball of fire exploded with a "boom", and the powerful impact force deformed the containers nearby.

This is a tripwire and grenade that Gin left for him.

As for that guy, there is no doubt that he has escaped again.

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