Conan's Beginning was Picked Up by Xiaolan

"Stop it, I asked you to help me get the wine back..." If Conan could beat Xiaocheng, he really wanted to beat him up.

"You should have experienced that feeling." Xiaocheng answered the question irrelevantly.

"Ah?" Conan was stunned.

"It feels very uncomfortable, right? Conan, listen to my advice, you can't control it." Xiaocheng sat up, and it was obvious that he rejected Conan's proposal.

Xiaocheng doesn’t know what the side effects of drinking and getting bigger are.

But he knew that Ai had forbade Conan to use this method, and no matter what, Ai was a professional, and professional matters should be handled by professionals.

"What? We finally have this opportunity, Xiaocheng, don't you want to change back?" Conan understood what Xiaocheng meant and seemed a little excited.

"Chance? Is it really a chance? Do you know about chronic poison? When you take this drug at first, it is not fatal, but if you continue to take it, it will make you unable to recover."

Looking at the excited Conan in front of him, he knew that Conan wanted to change back very much, but it would be great if it was really that simple.

And what Conan said just now was very true. He didn't really want to change back. The original owner was an experimental subject. Simply put, that's why all the experimental subjects of God's Hand died early.

Because he had overdrawn his subsequent life and potential, he was not sure what would happen if he changed back to himself. Most importantly, the original owner's identity was too sensitive.

Although he wears a mask all year round, it’s not that no one knows what the original owner looks like.

If this wasn't in Japan, all the core members of God's Hand would have died and all the data would have been cleared.

In addition, Zero always wore a mask when he was a child, so no one knew what he looked like as a child, otherwise he would not even dare to appear in various places as a child.

"What...what do you mean?" Conan was puzzled. Why did Xiaocheng say that? Did Xiaocheng know something?

"Conan, believe me, I won't harm you. Don't use this method unless it's absolutely necessary.

"And have you forgotten the Black Organization? What would happen if you, who were supposed to be dead, suddenly became active in the public eye?" Xiao Cheng said.

Conan calmed down a little at this moment. Yes, as long as the Black Organization is not eliminated, he will be in danger even if he changes back, and he will even threaten the people around him.

"I understand." Conan said in a deep voice, feeling a little depressed.

"Conan, I've told you before, you should be glad that you are a dead man in the Black Organization and no one noticed you."

"Otherwise, your behavior will not stand up to scrutiny, especially last time and this time, you appeared in front of everyone without thinking about anything. What if the families of those diplomats leaked it?"

Xiaocheng recalled that there were outsiders present at the karaoke bar and at the diplomat’s home last time.

"No way... I asked Officer Megure to sign a confidentiality agreement with them, so it shouldn't be that serious."

Conan scratched his head when he thought about it, thinking it was not quite appropriate.

Seeing Conan like this, Xiaocheng was also worried. The confidentiality agreement had some effect, but the biggest thing was that Gin didn't take you seriously at all. In his mind, you were already dead.

Otherwise, if he comes back to check, you can only rely on the aura of being the protagonist.

And this is indeed the case. Outside the suburbs, a woman with flawless fair skin with a faint blush and thin lips as tender as rose petals was looking at the information in her hand.

After a while, she instantly burned up after reading the information, and the flames passed by as if the information just now did not exist.

Vermouth leaned lazily on the sofa. It’s really you, Kudo Shinichi, what a coincidence.

"Squeak..." At this moment the door was opened.

"Absinthe, how's the investigation going? Have you found the person?" Gin sat on the sofa opposite Vermouth without hesitation and lit a cigarette.

"It's not that easy. You know who Zero is. He comes and goes without a trace." Vermouth looked up at him with a lazy tone.

"What did you burn?"

When he came in, Gin already smelled the smell of burning paper, and his eyes turned a little colder when he looked at Vermouth.

"Oh, nothing. The organization just wanted to send me to Italy. I looked at the information there and burned it after reading it." Vermouth's tone sounded a little indifferent.

"Really..." Gin exhaled a puff of smoke, as if he accepted Vermouth's explanation.

"Since you are going to Italy, don't check Zero anymore." Gin said.

"What, are you going to do it yourself?" A hint of confusion flashed in Vermouth's eyes.

"No need. If you can't find anything, then don't check. Maybe Zero is already dead."

After saying this, Gin lost interest in talking to Vermouth, put out his cigarette and left.

Watching Gin leave, she didn't know for a moment whether what Gin said was true or false.

However, Gin really has no interest in gathering intelligence, and he has already erased all traces of Kudo Shinichi.

Even if Gin wanted to find out, he might not be able to find out. Unexpectedly, just by searching for number zero, he found out Yukiko's child. Vermouth's mouth curled up.

To be honest, Xiaocheng had never expected that someone would go looking for him.

He should be thankful that Vermouth was completely attracted by Conan halfway through the investigation, and the subsequent investigation was all on Kudo Shinichi.

Otherwise, with the ability of the Black Organization to investigate the origins of a small town like this, they would be able to directly lock it down.

As for why Gin would check on Zero, we have to mention the person standing in front of Gin at that time.

This person had a haggard face, a thin body, and nearly half of his hair was pale white.

"I told you, we may not be able to find Zero. He may have left Japan, or he may be dead." Gin looked at the person in front of him who was about to reach the end of his life.

"Maybe." Number 10 lowered his head. Dead, is he really dead?

"I actually admire you people from God's Hand. Take you for example. Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Gin lit another cigarette.

"I'm in this condition now, what should I be afraid of?" Number 10 said in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Has all the information on the Hand of God really been destroyed?" Gin thought of the research and development information on the Hand of God, which would be very useful to the organization.

"I've already said that the copy I gave you is the only remaining information, at least that's what I know."

Number Ten looked a little annoyed. It was unclear whether he was annoyed with Gin or annoyed with not finding Zero. After saying that, he left without caring about Gin.

Gin looked at his back, and murderous intent gradually emerged in his eyes?

He didn't expect that No. 10, who had died five years ago, was still alive. But was it necessary to kill him?

"Boss, shall we do it?" At this moment, Vodka's voice came from Gin's collar.

"Forget it, let the people below withdraw."

Gin thought about it, but then he felt there was no need to. Judging from the look of Number 10, it was doubtful whether he could survive tomorrow.

There are already bodies of No. 1 and No. 6 in the organization, so there is no need for another one.