The Split-Actress in Conan's World

Although it was a weekday, the bar was still a little deserted. The bartender, wearing a white shirt and a black vest, calmly wiped a wine glass, took a bottle of gin from the shelf behind him, and poured it into the glass.

A slender figure appeared at the door of the bar. He looked around briefly, walked to the bar and sat down.

Vodka drank a glass of eaux-de-vie generously, hissed, and greeted the Glenfiddich that had just arrived.

"How late you are, Gryffindor."

Grabbing the goblet in front of Gin and drinking it in one gulp, Glenfiddich raised his eyebrows and said, "It's still so unpalatable."

He seemed to be in a good mood.

Gin remained calm, but took out his beloved Beretta and slammed it on the table.

The bartender didn't even glance at us, busy preparing the next drink.

This bar is the property of the organization.

"Is there any work recently? I'm so idle that I'm almost rusty."

Glenfiddich ordered a martini and said casually.

When he ordered this cocktail, Gin's murderous aura was slightly disturbed for a moment.

happy.

"If you really have nothing to do, go find that silver bullet and destroy it."

Gin was neither salty nor bland, and took the glass of new wine.

"That guy never shows up. It's boring."

Glenfiddich complained boredly and refused the water of life offered by Vodka.

He pulled an orange-flavored lollipop from his pocket, unwrapped it, and stirred it in the martini.

"Vermouth is coming."

He said suddenly.

The air suddenly turned several degrees colder, and the vodka shuddered, and he drank another glass of water of life in one gulp.

"Curious? How do I know the whereabouts of that mystic?"

Glenfiddich smiled evilly and drank the martini in front of Gin.

"Who cares about that woman?"

Gin sneered, as if he didn't care.

"Well, I'll tell her that you let Shirley run away, and you probably won't care."

With a very regretful tone, Glenfiddich stuffed the lollipop into his mouth and prepared to take out his phone.

Clang.

Beretta was picked up from the table, and Gin slowly took it back into his arms.

"There will be an operation by a gaming company tomorrow. Contact Tequila yourself."

After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the bar. Seeing this, Vodka quickly drank the last glass of water of life and then chased after him.

"Brother, wait for me!"

Glenfiddich smiled with a triumphant smile.

Then I asked the bartender for a glass of Glenfiddich whisky.

The next day, at Rice Flower Restaurant.

"Nen is Glen Graydieha?"

The tall, strong and stupid man in black clothes spoke with a local accent. Grunfidgety resisted the urge to give him a lollipop.

Is this Tequila here to lower the value of the code name members?

Just shout the code name as soon as you come up!

Anti-reconnaissance awareness is equivalent to non-existent.

In other words, he is not like Gin who always carries a gun with him, otherwise he would be hit a few times to learn his lesson.

Glenfiddich and Tequila determined their target and then left to act alone.

He just came here to support and have some fun. There was no way he would be tied down by that boring task.

The Rice Flower Hotel is a department store building, and Mantiantang was so generous that it booked an entire floor to hold a new work launch conference.

As one of the leading companies in the gaming industry, Mantiantang’s new game launch conference was quite lively, with quite a few people coming to visit.

After Glenfiddich entered through the entrance, he saw a lot of game consoles that piqued his interest.

He walked over to a boxing machine, gathered his strength and tried to throw a punch.

Bang!

An exaggerated number jumped out.

99!

Glenfiddich nodded with satisfaction, and when he saw another person coming to try out the game console, he stepped aside.

He commented with a condescending attitude.

Looking at the back, the person has thin arms and legs, and she is a girl, which is obviously not good.

The man took a breath and raised his little fist.

"Come back here quickly, you stinky Shinichi!"

Bang! ! !

Smoke came out of the machine.

400!

Gryffindor stopped smiling.

The playfulness disappeared along with the happiness.

What a boring world.

He turned and left with a sullen face, angrily throwing down a few lollipops, like a farmer sowing seeds and expecting a good harvest.

Before he could shed the sweat of his hard work, a soft child's voice sounded behind him.

"Uncle, your candy fell!"

The little boy in a blue suit with a red bow on his collar forced a polite smile, holding the lollipops he had dropped in his hands.

Glenfiddich leaned over, touched his head, took the lollipops from his hand, and left one for him as a reward.

"What a well-behaved child."

After a quick check, he put the lollipop back into his pocket.

Well, no bugs.

Conan came here chasing a suspicious tall man in black, and he didn't expect to run into Grenfidi here.

He looked at Grunfiddi's back solemnly, and after weighing the pros and cons, he decided to continue chasing the guy.

Because that one looks easier to deal with.

Ever since he grew bigger last time, he asked the doctor to build a new communication channel, which would be used exclusively for them to discuss matters related to the organization and would not affect the three badges of the Junior Detective Team.

He quickly tuned to that channel and called in a low voice: "Habara?"

"what's up?"

"I ran into someone from the organization, and I bumped into Glenfiddich."

He felt that the organization's actions should be discussed with partners who knew more, otherwise it would be easy for problems to arise due to information asymmetry.

Huiyuan Ai spoke faster and breathed heavily: "You were discovered by him?"

"No, it was just a chance encounter. I suspect they are going to take some action again."

Conan quickly calmed her down, told her his plan, and asked her to see if there was anything wrong.

"Even though we're up against Grenfiddich, I don't think he'll be easy to deal with. He's wary of children, so I plan to secretly follow the other guy and find a chance to put a bug on him to see if I can get anything out of him."

Huihara Ai first affirmed his choice: "You are right, Grenfiddich does not do things according to common sense. Your identity as a child does not allow you to approach him safely. But you have to be careful, he has a keen observation ability, don't let him discover the bug."

"I know he wouldn't think that I would put the bug in that place." Conan smiled sinisterly. He saw the man in black enter the bathroom from a distance and slowly touched it.

"By the way, you said you bumped into Gryffindor before, what happened?"

"Ah, a few candies fell from his body, and I took this opportunity to contact him. He gave me one in return. There may be his fingerprints on it. We can test it when we get back."

Huihara Ai's tone of voice changed, and she shouted, "Throw away the candy! It's a bomb, idiot!"

"what?!"

Conan almost jumped up. Not caring about anything else, he took out the strawberry-flavored lollipop, feeling like he was holding a hot potato.

He knew that Glenfiddich liked bombs, but no one told him that even the lollipops on this guy were bombs!

Just when he was feeling extremely anxious, a huge explosion came from the toilet in front of him. Flames rose up along with the air waves, and the familiar burning sensation stung his skin.

boom! !

Another explosion!

Conan, who was knocked over, reacted quickly and got up and retreated to the corner, protecting his face with his hands and gritting his teeth.

Suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, and his brain started moving subconsciously.

Is it Glenfiddich?

Before he could confirm this, the detective's observation skills quickly made him notice a horrifying fact.

Just when he was knocked over by the aftermath of the explosion, the lollipop in his hand slipped out of his hand and was lying not far outside the toilet.

The fire was about to spread and engulf it.

"Kudo, Kudo? I heard an explosion!"

Ai Huihara called him anxiously through the badge.

Conan's throat was dry, he swallowed and put the badge to his mouth: "Um, Huihara, do you know what the power of Grenfiddich's bombs is generally?"

"Are you okay?" Huiyuan Ai breathed a sigh of relief. After hearing his question, she confirmed, "It depends on what kind of bomb it is and what flavor of lollipop you got."

"strawberry."

"..."

Haibara Ai's thoughts paused as he remembered the power that Gryffindor had demonstrated to him.

If I remember correctly, Kudo is indoors now.

"Run! An explosion of that size would be powerful enough to fill an entire room!"

Conan's mind went blank and he turned around to look at the bustling scene at the press conference.

"Kudou, are you listening?"

There was no reply, only a rustling sound and the crackling of flames.

Without even a second to think, Conan rolled and crawled towards the sea of ​​fire, tumbled against the raging fire, held the small lollipop in his hand, and then jumped out in a direction where the fire was less intense.

Despite this, his calves were still burned.

Not getting a response, Haibara Ai also stopped her meaningless calls.

"Ahem, I'm fine."

Conan grinned and tore off the trouser fabric that was stuck to the wound, picked up the badge and reported that he was safe.

On the other side of the badge, there was a faint sound of clothes shaking. It seemed that Haibara Ai was taking her coat. She stopped when she heard his voice.

"I have the bomb in my hands. It won't explode for a while."

Even through the badge, Haibara Ai seemed to be able to see him showing off his big white teeth.

"Now I just need to move to an open and deserted place, and the threat will be completely eliminated."

Conan took a deep breath and stood up with the help of his trousers. The burn on his leg was rubbed by his pants as he moved, and he hissed slightly.

Haibara Ai caught the cry of pain very keenly, and she immediately ran to the basement to prepare the medicine box.

"There is a forest park near the Rice Flower Hotel. We will meet there."

"Hey, you don't have to come over here. I can handle it."

"Mr. Detective, who was almost blown up, this is not very convincing."

Conan could only laugh dryly.

Haibara Ai did not choose to wake up Professor Agasa who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, but went out and hailed a taxi.

She was very calm at this moment.

Even though Kudo saved the bomb from the fire, it doesn't mean it won't explode.

Glenfiddich was able to detonate his bomb remotely via his cell phone.

After weighing the pros and cons in her mind, she took out her newly bought cell phone with a determined attitude and dialed the number.

beep--

beep--

The call is connected.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Glenfiddich's phone was busy, the bomb would not explode.

It's enough to drag Kudo down to safety.

There was eerie silence on both ends of the phone.

After about two minutes, Gryffindor chuckled, "You think I can't guess, Shirley?"

Huibara Ai clenched the corner of her clothes and did not answer.

"There are only a few people who know my number. Who would call me from a strange phone?"

He said slowly and teasingly: "Gin has been having a hard time finding you..."

Huihara Ai remained silent.

It seemed that he felt that it was boring to perform a one-man show like this, and Glenfiddich became a little impatient.

"You haven't said anything yet. Are you just trying to keep my phone busy? Some bomb that I didn't detonate?"

"You really don't care about my affairs, Shirley."

He sighed in a pretentious manner, and then said in a devilish tone: "Forget what I told you? I have a master remote control on me. Just press it and all the linked bombs will explode at the same time. No mobile phone is needed."

"Do you want me to press it now?"

Haibara Ai had already heard the sound of him rummaging through his body.

Closing her eyes resignedly, she spoke tremblingly, "It's me."

"That's right. You disappeared for so long, come and chat with me, or I'll detonate the bomb."

Glenfiddich's threats were effective.

Hearing the familiar cold voice, he hummed a tune happily.

"Why...you are the one who killed my sister?"

Now that it has come to this, Huihara Ai asked with some sincerity. The grievances and sorrow that had accumulated over the days since her sister's death finally burst out at this moment like a dam bursting.

She recalled that when she first arrived in the United States, everything was unfamiliar and she felt like a little white mouse in a new incubator, feeling terrified and uneasy.

The blueberry-flavored lollipop made her feel at ease.

For the first time, she felt a hint of tenderness in this cold and dark organization.

As a mixed-race girl of Eastern and Western descent, she suffered a lot of discrimination and isolation in school, and it almost turned into physical bullying.

Gryffindor noticed that she was in a low mood at that time, and when he picked her up from school every day, he "accidentally" dropped his pistol on the ground. He made an exaggerated "oops", picked it up and blew on it in front of them, and then "accidentally" fired it again.

After that, no one dared to bully her openly. The most they could do was to form small groups to isolate her secretly.

Glenfiddich was naturally fond of sweets, and over time she developed this appetite as well. She particularly liked peanut and blueberry jam sandwiches, and later on, a portion of them would be placed on the table for breakfast every day.

She really thought of him as a brother.

He was fanatical about bombs and killed people without blinking an eye, so she deceived herself into thinking she couldn't see it, as if all his sins were not related to her.

He liked racing, so she bought a Harley for fun.

He and Gin don't get along, so she stays away from Gin.

He is an evil ghost in the eyes of the world, but at least, she can rely on the evil ghost and live a little more like a human in hell.

But why did he kill his sister?

The evil ghost really has no heart.

Grunfiddie used a rare serious tone, and his words were ambiguous, which reminded Huibara Ai of the woman named Vermouth.

"Shirley, do you know why I like explosions?"

Without waiting for her to answer, he continued, "The explosion was like a beautiful firework, short-lived and dazzling."

“It’s not only very convenient, but also very eye-catching.”

"An explosion doesn't leave any traces, and it can bury a lot of things."

He smiled and returned to his normal self.

"Did you know, Shirley? The organization's latest anti-tracking program only requires a call duration of more than 32 seconds to find the caller's location."

Haibara Ai felt a chill down her spine, realizing that she had been careless.

"But you seem to be more likely to disgust Gin outside, so let's just leave it this way."

He hummed a little tune as if he had succeeded in his prank, which was the nursery rhyme of the seven children.

"I'll detonate the bomb in ten minutes."

"Have fun, Shiho."

Hey.

The call was hung up.