Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

The next day, morning.

In a billiard bar, Terai Huang Zhisuke was wiping the wine glasses.

At the bar next to him, Kuroba Kaito was looking at the urn in front of him and muttered to himself, "Could it be that those masters are real, and that things like relics really exist?"

"What's wrong, young master?" Terai Huang Zhisuke handed him a cup of tea and looked at Kuroba Kaito talking to himself and asked curiously.

"Nothing, I'm just curious. Why did this body burn into a metal ball?"

"Well, an old friend asked me to test this thing, and I heard it was quite successful." Terai Huang Zhisuke told the story without hiding anything.

"Could it be that the person is fake?"

"No wonder, we have to hurry up and burn him." Kuroba Kaito thought of this matter immediately with his little brain.

drip~

Terai Huang Zhisuke heard the familiar voice, looked up and said: "It seems that an old friend has come, I will give this thing to him."

Pick up the urn in front of Kuroba Kaito, take it away and go downstairs.

Kuroba Kaito is thinking about whether he can use this dummy in his performance.

It is still somewhat difficult to achieve the same weight as a real person.

......

Inside a secret base of a black organization.

"What did you say? Miyano Akemi's body was burned last night." Vodka leaned on the chair and shouted, then he tore the wound because of the excessive movement and cried out in pain.

"It was originally a charred body, and we couldn't tell its original appearance after checking it. But what we can confirm is that the body was indeed taken out of that warehouse."

A woman leaning against the bar, wearing a black suit, with long light blonde hair fluttering, and an elegant and mysterious temperament, was none other than Vermouth. She was holding a glass of wine, spinning it gracefully and speaking.

"It's confirmed that she is dead, that's enough. Now we have more important things to do." Gin held a silver throwing knife which reminded him of some things. This silver throwing knife was the one taken from Vodka.

From the past to now, only one person has used this silver throwing knife.

Thinking of that person, Gin became very upset, and then he thrust the throwing knife hard into the bar.

"It's the Jian Nan Chun who is called 'The Strongest Assassin'."

Vermouth could see that Gin was in a bad mood, so she deliberately mentioned the person that Gin was unhappy with.

"Don't mention him to me. He died in my hands once, and there will be a second time." Gin turned around and said coldly. As a killer, there is no word "failure" in his dictionary.

Gin was once surpassed by him, because after Jiannanchun came back from the United States, his mission completion rate was 100% and his perfection was also 100%.

During that period, almost everyone who had just joined the organization knew about Jiannanchun.

He is good at disguising himself, killing people without them knowing, and has superb assassination skills.

I just tend to be a loner and not good at talking to people.

Some of the organization's elders felt that he was just a lone assassin who would never amount to anything.

And it does not threaten their status.

But what makes Gin different from those elders is that he also started out as an assassin.

At the beginning, Gin had the same idea as the elders.

I thought it was no big deal, just one more person who could be useful to the organization.

Even within the organization, there was a debate about who was the strongest assassin.

Until the term "the strongest assassin" appeared.

This completely changed Gin's mind and he began to pay attention to Jiannanchun.

Think of it as an adversary.

It’s just that Jiannanchun is too young, and he hasn’t been in the organization as long as Gin.

Otherwise, no one in the organization would obey Gin now.

As for why Gin cares so much about this matter, it all started with that big showdown.

The flying sword from a thousand miles away brought him the closest to death in his life.

"Just the boss." Vodka said weakly, lying on the chair.

"Isn't that Jiannanchun guy dead?" Vodka asked.

"..." Gin was stunned by the question. This was the person he killed with his own hands.

Gin won't come to a conclusion about who he killed until he's sure.

For example, Kudo Shinichi is unclear.

The warehouse had clearly been set on fire, and no one was seen running out of the warehouse for a while.

Later, someone disguised as a policeman went to check and found a body at the place where they killed the person.

In this case, how could there still be someone alive in this world? Maybe it's a copycat.

But that dart technique is not something that ordinary people can do.

"No matter if he is Jiannanchun or not, as long as he hinders the interests of the organization, he is an enemy." Gin was silent for a moment, and then did not dwell on this matter for long.

He calmed down instantly and made a decision quickly.

He turned around, and the figure of Jiannanchun appeared in his mind.

Gin narrowed his eyes and thought, even if it is really you, Jiannanchun. If we can kill you the first time, we can kill you the second time.

Ah, Jiannanchun.

"It seems that you have figured it out. I won't stay here any longer. After all, the organization is short of manpower now." Belmode said lightly.

After saying that, Vermouth turned and left. She was required to take action to confirm Miyano Akemi's death. It was obvious that the organization was missing too many people.

Although one thing she didn't say was that she met a staff member pushing a corpse.

"Kil, let's go. There's still things to do. Vodka, you stay here and recuperate." Gin turned around and said.

A woman wearing a full-body shaping latex suit followed Gin and left without saying a word.

"Damn it! Damn dart man." Vodka said as he lay on the chair and pounded the table next to him.

After hitting Vodka, his face was instantly deformed.

I just used too much force and tore the wound on my butt.

......

Things slowly came to an end.

Xingchen also returned to his usual peaceful life. He was sitting in the classroom looking at the scenery outside the window.

He could hear the Chinese language teacher giving a lecture, but he didn't listen at all.

The whole person is in a trance.

Just now, because of the change of class teacher, their positions were also adjusted.

Now there is an empty seat next to Xingchen, and in front of him is Conan. As for Ayumi, she has successfully become Conan's deskmate.

Then Mitsuhiko and Genta ran to a farther place.

"Student Xingchen, please stand up and read this text aloud." said the teacher on the stage.

"Student Xingchen, student Xingchen." the teacher continued to shout.

"Chen, the teacher is calling you." Conan turned around and shouted.

"Uh, hi!" Xingchen finally heard this and stood up.

"Please read aloud the following text." Fortunately, this teacher is now recognized as a good person among the students, so he did not pursue the issue.

"Yes."