Conan and I start the hell-level main line

On the streets of Tokyo in winter, the wind is cold and the goose-feather-like fine snow is dense and crystal clear, creating a poetic scene of "the falling snow is nothing like the willow catkins rising in the wind."

But on the white street corner, a black crow stood on the black street lamp, calling hoarsely, and a black Porsche parked on the side of the road. White and black were intertwined.

Xiao Ai was walking on the street, heading home with his friends, when suddenly a man in a black windbreaker got out of a Porsche.

In the cold wind, the gray smoke from cigarette butts drifted in the air. Gin sneered and looked at Ai, his dark green eyes full of murderous intent and mockery.

"Well, it's time for you to wake up from your dream and celebrate our reunion. Use the bright red color of your favorite rose to celebrate."

Gin raised his gun and smiled, "Ah~ Shirley."

boom!

Ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! !

……

Xiao Ai opened her eyes suddenly. The intense fear made her sit up suddenly. Cold sweat poured down her forehead and she was gasping for breath.

It was dark around, but at least it was a familiar environment. Professor Agasa was sleeping soundly next to him, snoring like a pig.

Xiao Ai sighed sadly and shook his head. It was just a dream.

……

The next afternoon

Along the way, the three little ones of the young steamed egg group were playing and fighting, happy and free, but Ai was alone with a lot on her mind. After parting with the three little ones, Conan and Ai went home together.

Conan was juggling the ball and noticed something was wrong with Ai. He smiled and said with a nonchalant but firm tone.

"This is not a place for me to stay. If I don't want to get them involved, I have to disappear from here as soon as possible."

"That's what you think in your heart, right?"

Xiao Ai looked at him in silence.

"Don't worry. Most people won't believe such an outrageous thing as an adult turning into a child. If you don't want to be exposed, just behave and fulfill your duties as a child and play this identity well." Conan smiled and said.

(You don’t seem to have played your role well at all.)

Deep in the street, crows landed in groups on the street lights, their dark eyes staring at the pedestrians below.

Xiao Ai lowered her head and stared at him quietly for a long time. Then she said in a deep voice.

"Kudo, maybe you haven't figured out the situation yet. They are not opponents you can handle by yourself. If you are not careful, you will die."

Conan was stunned, but the carefree detective probably didn't take it to heart. He kept juggling the ball, smiled confidently, and answered.

"Really? It's okay now."

Xiao Ai was a little angry. He had no idea of ​​the current situation. He stood in front of him and said anxiously.

"Kudo, you have no idea how powerful the organization is. You can't defeat the organization by yourself."

Moreover, if you are exposed, they will definitely kill you without mercy, and will also purge your family and friends, not a single one will be spared!! "

Conan was shocked. He understood that Ai was admonishing him so seriously, but if he lost confidence and continued to be depressed, it would not work.

"It's okay, I will hide my true identity."

"Really?" Xiao Ai looked at his confident look and didn't believe it at all.

"Kudo, think about your family and friends. If you die, even if the organization doesn't retaliate and harm your family, can you bear to let them feel sad and be separated from them?"

"Just like, just like..." Xiao Ai turned her head and looked around, and suddenly found a middle-aged man with a mustache in front of her, pulling a cute girl and looking at a car on the side of the road.

"Just like them!" Ai pointed at them firmly, and Conan looked over curiously.

Not far away, a little girl's childish voice was full of innocence, "Dad, what kind of car is this? Why is it different from the ones on the street?"

The middle-aged man admired her carefully, touched the little girl's head, and made her laugh continuously, with her cute little tongue sticking out.

"This is a Porsche 356A, an antique car from fifty years ago. It is said to be worth a lot of money."

"Really? Doesn't that mean I can sell a lot of lollipops?" The little girl jumped up excitedly, looking at the black Porsche with envy in her big watery eyes.

!!! !!! Porsche 356A!!! Xiao Ai looked at the car in front of her with fear, as if it revealed the man’s terrifying murderous intent from beginning to end.

Conan: "Hmm? What's wrong?"

Xiao Ai frowned, hiding his fear, "Gin, it's Gin's car."

ConanΣ(?Д?|||): What!!! Gin?!!!

Conan ran over without hesitation, as if he had completely ignored what Ai had just said.

The father and daughter seemed to see Conan running over. The middle-aged man took the little girl's hand and spoke gently.

"This is someone else's car. Let's stop looking at it. Let's go home. Mom has prepared a delicious dinner for you at home."

"Okay~"~\(≥▽≤)/~

After the father and daughter left, Conan fiddled with the car door, and then a phone call summoned Conan's strongest assistant, Dr. Agasa.

Using a lock picking tool modified from a clothes hanger, he quickly pried open the car door and installed the transmitter and eavesdropping device.

Xiao Ai also followed, and tried to persuade the detective who was already angry with some uneasiness. At this moment, she saw the person she least wanted to see through the car window.

Across the street, Gin lit a cigarette, Vodka and Forsyth stood on his left and right like two bodyguards.

Gin seemed to have no interest in waiting for traffic lights, and he openly ran through the traffic lights with his two younger brothers.

Yes, the law is nothing to the organization.

Gin's fierce and bloodthirsty aura scared the driver next to him.

Gin came to the front of the car and looked at the footprints of all sizes around him, his eyes instantly turned cold.

The lackey Vodka smiled and explained that passers-by came to admire Gin's car.

Oh, it is indeed for appreciation, and I also put two small toys in it.

Fu Huashi glanced at Conan and Ai hiding behind the car. No, Gin was so tall, but he seemed blind and didn't notice them at all.

Don't explain to me blind spots, it's not scientific at all... but it's very scientific.

After the three of them got in the car, Gin soon received a call.

"The goal is to arrive at the Beihu Hotel at six o'clock in the evening. He doesn't know that today is the memorial service for you and him."

"Don't worry, Fu Huashi will also help you. Don't mess it up, Pisco."

Pisco? Conan, who had been following behind, quickly got the information. Ai wanted to persuade him, but was loudly refuted by Conan.

In the Porsche, Gin suddenly found a brown hair and was surprised. He then quickly searched the car.

Sure enough, it was a transmitter and bug wrapped in chewing gum.

Gin laughed coldly and crushed the little toy with a murderous look in his eyes, "You finally showed up, I'm so touched, ah~ Shirley."

(Haha, it is indeed a famous quote from the world of science.. so touching..)

Fu Huashi glanced at Gin absentmindedly. Well, she realized it right away. Gin really has a special liking for Shirley. He knew it was her just by looking at a strand of hair.

"Huh? Why is there another one!!" Gin said coldly.

Fu Huashi's eyes widened as she saw Gin find another transmitter and bug from the gap between the chair and the door.

This...what's going on? Why are there two?! One is Conan's, so what's the matter with the other one??!

At this time, Conan in Dr. Agasa's car was also shocked, his eyes were solemn, could it be that another group of people installed it on Gin's car? ? !

Fu Huashi, Conan, with a heavy heart: Who is it?

at the same time

At a traffic light on a street corner, a middle-aged man was pulling a little girl who was happily eating a lollipop.

The middle-aged man listened with gloomy eyes to the sound coming from the headphones that Gin had discovered another transmitter and a bug.

was discovered.

What the hell is wrong with those two little ghosts? ! !

……

Beihu Hotel

Conan brought Ai and sneaked into the memorial service. Looking around, everyone was wearing black formal attire.

Xiao Ai was trembling with fear, and felt that everyone he looked at was about to draw his gun at any second.

Conan comforted her, put his glasses on her and smiled confidently.

"It's okay, wear this and no one will recognize you."

Xiao Ai held her eyes and smiled calmly, "Thank you."

Conan looked around carefully. Fu Huashi and Pisco had both sneaked in here. He had to find them out quickly.

At this time, our classmate Fu Huashi is busy.

A large group of reporters were interviewing the beautiful Vermouth in golden clothes. As a big star in the United States, her popularity is very high.

But Fu Huashi, as her little translator, made him exhausted.

After he left Gin, he disguised himself and entered the memorial service as Vermouth's translator, waiting for his opportunity.

"Okay everyone, today's interview ends here. It's been three hours!" Fu Huashi finally managed to squeeze out of the crowd in despair.

Vermouth couldn't help but sneer, waved her hand, and evacuated the group of reporters.

"Thank you for your hard work." Vermouth patted his shoulder and said with a smile.

Fu Huashi's heart skipped a beat. "It's not hard, it's not hard. It's my honor to work for Sister Bei."

At this time, Fu Huashi happened to find Conan and Ai wandering aimlessly in the crowd, and smiled secretly.

Hey, can't find me~

Conan secretly noticed that Shigehiko Tsuchiguchi was surrounded by reporters and looked like a sheep.

Soon, Inspector Megure received a call from Conan whose voice changed to Shinichi Kudo, saying that someone wanted to kill Shigehiko Tsuchiguchi, so he brought Inspector Takagi with him.

Conan smiled confidently and said, "Pisco, Fu Huashi, I want to see how you are going to do it."

Fu Huashi glanced at Inspector Megure. It must be Conan's arrangement, but it was useless.

At this time, the lights went out and the memorial service officially began.

……

at the same time

In the parking lot of Beihu Hotel, a younger man sat in a van, staring at the watch on his wrist.

7 o'clock! The time has come.

The man raised the corners of his mouth, laughed coldly, and got out of the car. Dozens of fully armed people also got out of the car. Each of them wore a bulletproof vest and carried several guns. Some even held a submachine gun.

The man put on a mask, picked up a pistol, looked sinister and fierce, and smiled coldly.

"Well, it's time for us to go hunting."