Conan and I start the hell-level main line

"Do you know that little girl named Huibara Ai? Tell me!" Fu Huashi's face was gloomy, and her tone was as cold as the wind and frost. She stared at Conan with those terrifying and frightening eyes, as if she wanted to peek into his soul.

Conan swallowed his saliva, took another step back involuntarily, took a deep breath, and mustered up the courage to say: "Brother, what are you talking about? I don't know you."

Then, Conan changed his expression, and put on a scared face as if he had watched a horror movie and said: "Brother, your expression is so scary..."

I swallowed the words "I want to find my mother" and almost said them out loud. I would be embarrassed if someone I know heard them.

"Don't know him? Are you sure?" Fu Huashi moved closer, but not too close to prevent Conan from discovering her identity.

But for Conan, that short distance was equivalent to crossing the boundary between life and death. The cold murderous intent was overwhelming him, and fear was spreading, but he still held on. He had experienced the Itakura Taku incident where he was discovered by Gin and almost gave up in despair. This time, he must not collapse.

Conan was so scared that he almost cried, "Brother, you are so scary..."

Fu Huashi was laughing secretly, and Conan's stubbornness and trying to act like a child who was wronged and afraid was really funny.

Hahahaha. . I can't take it anymore, watching this guy acting, he keeps refreshing my laughter point, if I hold it back any longer, it will show up on my face, and I will collapse first, hahahaha. .

Okay, okay, I have something else to do, so just scare them for a bit. After all... I’m not like the protagonists in other fan fictions who specialize in scaring children.

Because of me, respect my friends.

"Eh, crying? Really?" Fu Huashi stood up straight, pretending to think, touching her chin and muttering.

"Forget it, maybe I saw it wrong, or maybe it's not such a coincidence." Fu Huashi glared at Conan before turning around and leaving.

Fu Huashi no longer cared about the angry little Corgi and walked back into the elevator. When Conan saw the elevator door close, he took a deep breath. It was the feeling of surviving a disaster, even though he had experienced it many times before.

"Huh, huh, this Fu Huashi... huh, she's here as expected." Conan was still a little frightened and sweating profusely.

"He walked away. Didn't he recognize me?" Conan couldn't guarantee it, but now that he had calmed down and recalled it, he seemed to vaguely remember something that happened before.

That was before the Itakura Taku incident. Natsume-kun was giving us private tutoring. The woman named Delina Miller, codenamed Qinlei in the organization, found Huibara and talked to her.

The most important thing I heard was:

There is someone who will protect you, he is Fu Huashi...

Fu Huashi? Is this true? Could it be that he, like Vermouth, knew Huiyuan's identity, and even knew my identity, but didn't report it, so...

Conan was a little confused, but he quickly regained his composure. No matter how you traced back to the source, in the final analysis, he and the organization were irreconcilable!

No matter what Fuhua Poetry is, one day, I will definitely put you in jail!

Conan cheered up, walked to the elevator, and watched the monitor show that Fu Hua Shi had descended to the 13th floor. Are the people in the organization making any big moves?

It can be seen from the assassinations in the morning that they are not serious yet, but the failure in the morning means that the plan in the afternoon will be officially launched.

Conan must be cautious, because what he is facing is an organization, a giant beast in the darkness. Even if he has helpers, the enemy is in the dark and he is in the light. If he makes the slightest mistake, he will be doomed.

Now is the opportunity. Finding the trace of the organization is a horrible coincidence. According to Conan's usual reckless explorer style, he will definitely chase after them and collect information.

But today Conan did not move. He waited, recalling Fu Huashi's gloomy and terrifying face and those eyes that seemed to want to tear him apart, he became frightened.

He was a little hesitant to gamble, as he had experienced too much, and coupled with the criticism from Heng Que, he also understood that being impulsive could sometimes hurt oneself.

But... Conan closed his eyes. There was still something in his mind, which he said to Ai: escape will not solve the problem.

Conan opened his eyes again. That was the tenacity and persistence that came from his bones and character. He was a detective and he had to have the confidence that belonged to a detective!

Reckless, right? I'm Edogawa Conan, also known as Kudo Shinichi, and I'm going to be reckless!

On the 13th floor, Conan walked down the corridor carefully. It took him some time to get here. Now he had to find Fu Huashi's whereabouts first.

But... he came earlier than me. Where is he going now? He should be in one of the guest rooms here. But there are so many rooms here. It's impossible to look for them one by one.

Conan walked quietly along the wall. At this time, an elevator arrived at the 13th floor. Conan was startled. The elevator should be right behind him.

Conan became cautious. He didn't want to have another magical collision, so he rolled over and hid behind a flowerpot.

Sure enough, a burly man with thick dark skin walked out of the elevator. Conan recognized him at a glance. This man was a Black Russian!

Conan watched Black Russia pass by him and walk deeper into the corridor.

"Is he also going to the place Fu Hua Shi is going to? Good opportunity."

Conan followed quietly. The burly black Russian didn't notice at all that there was a little corgi following him, and he was still leading the way in a hurry.

He arrived at room 1327, and after confirming that there was no one around, he took out his access card, opened the door and walked in.

Then, Conan quietly walked out from a deserted place, looked at the house number and memorized it.

What are they doing here?

Conan took a bug off his glasses, then took out a small double-sided tape (a substitute for chewing gum) specially prepared by Professor Agasa, squatted down, placed the bug in front of the gap under the door, and flicked it lightly, sending the bug diagonally in and sticking to the wall.

The bug is located on the inside of the door opening and closing, and it cannot be discovered unless you pay attention.

Conan then quickly left here, returned to the 18th floor, and began his scientific eavesdropping mode.

There was a sound coming from the headphones. It was very small, but the effect was good.

In the room on the 13th floor, Black Russia walked in. Fu Huashi had just arrived and was standing beside the bed. Hennessy was also there. He took a wet towel, washed it in a basin, and applied it to the forehead of Ballantine who was lying unconscious on the bed.

Ballantine's shoulders were wrapped in layers of bandages, with bright red blood and white intertwined, and his body was also bandaged, looking somewhat pitiful and miserable, but for Fu Huashi who was often injured, it was really amazing.

Fu Hua Shi: "Mr. Hennessy, how is Ballantine's?"

Hennessy tidied up the messy table covered with bandages and blood, and waved to Black Russia. The honest younger brother nodded in understanding and helped take the basin away.

Hennessy then said, "The situation is not very good. He was shot and did such strenuous exercise. He lost a lot of blood and is in mild shock. In addition, the wound is infected and he has a fever."

Hennessy looked at Ballantine with concern and distress, "Fortunately, she has always been strong and will not die, but she can no longer participate in the next operation."

Fu Huashi frowned and said with sympathy, "Really? That's good, Comprehensive Team. I don't want anyone to die."

"That gin guy is so mean, Ballantine's is now..."

Hennessy: "Don't worry, I can handle that rigid guy."

Hennessy looked at Fu Huashi and smiled, "You're not bad at all for coming all the way to see me."

"Tsk, after all, I am responsible for her escape, so I have to come and see her anyway." Fu Huashi is a little bit arrogant, and she also links her companions' concern to responsibility.

Hennessy smiled and said, "Black Russia, did you bring the medicine I asked you to buy?"

"Bought it, bought it!" Black Russian came out of the toilet and took out several boxes of antibiotics and anti-shock drugs from his pocket.

Hennessy: "Well done, you are indeed a younger brother who is far superior to Vodka."

Black Russia felt proud and said, "That's~"

Fu Hua Shi (?_?): What's there to be proud of?

Fu Huashi looked at the time again and said, "Master Hennessy, it's almost time for the meeting."

"I know," Hennessy said, walking towards the bed, "You guys go ahead, I'll call an outside member, I'm going to take Ballantine back to the base for treatment."

"Before that, I have to change her clothes. They are covered in blood and are prone to secondary infection."

Black Russia couldn't wait to show off, "Master Hennessy, let me do it. My capable assistant can help you..."

"Help your sister!" A cross appeared on Hennessy's head, and he punched the thick-skinned Black Russian speechlessly, knocking him directly away and hitting the door.

It really shines with a little sunshine, what a psychopath.

Fu Hua Shi (?_?): Haha, he is indeed a man who can rival vodka.

Hennessy shouted, "Get out of here!"

Fu Huashi nodded, opened the door quickly, and dragged the black Russian stone out of the door.

Conan was upstairs, listening to the voices inside. He didn't get much information, but it seemed that he had discovered that the organization was not all about cold-bloodedness and killing.

Will emotions also appear in a black organization? It seems out of place.

Conan is not sure, maybe he will have to learn more about this comprehensive group in the future to find out.

However, I always feel like I have heard the voice of Hennessy, the head of the general group, somewhere before. It sounds so familiar.

Huh? Conan suddenly realized that the sound in the earphones seemed a little strange. Logically speaking, the bug was in the room, and Fu Huashi and Black Russia were out, so they should not be heard.

Why did the voice of Black Russia reappear, and was particularly clear? Could it be that...

Good man, that punch just now, the place where Black Russia hit happened to hit the bug, and the double-sided tape attached to the bug stuck to his clothes and took it away.

Wow, I just exclaimed wow, such a familiar feeling, isn’t this the time with Rena Mizunashi?

I'm doomed now. If I hadn't been discovered, I could have taken it back after they left. But now I'm stuck with the people in the organization. If I'm discovered, Uncle Maori and I will probably be suspected again, and then we're doomed.

Oh my god, fate always likes to play tricks on us.