How to file a resignation with Gin

Edogawa Conan met the man who poisoned him again.

"...It's a long story." Conan said solemnly, "Xia Shu, are you busy there? Can you come to Dr. Ali as soon as possible, I need you to discuss countermeasures together."

Natsuki Hojo really had nothing important to do. After greeting Kurosawa Jin, he went to Dr. Ali's house to meet with them.

The doctor and Conan were sitting at the table, and the two turned their heads at the same time.

He walked over, put his bag on the back of the chair, and asked, "What's going on?"

"He appeared downstairs in Xiaolan's office, just across the road. I met him when I came down alone." Edogawa Conan dragged his chin with the palm of his hand, with a dignified expression, "I tried to calm down as much as possible." When I walked over and brushed past him, he softly called me 'Kudo Shinichi'."

For Conan, it was an extremely horrifying scene. The culprit who almost killed him appeared in front of him brazenly, and accurately called out his original name, but his understanding of that organization was still limited to one-sided information.

Conan went on to state: "His eyes are calm and terrifying, ice green like a falcon."

"He didn't kill you, which means you may still be useful to that organization, or to him personally." Hojo Natsuki analyzed, "Or... that's right." He stopped talking and asked something he cared about the most. "Does that person have long hair?"

"No, short black hair." Conan described, "It still has natural curls."

Hojo Natsuki nodded happily, with a strange sense of comfort.He deliberately checked Heisawa's police number to verify his real identity, but the possibility of such a drama cannot be ruled out, so there is no need to worry about it now.

"I can't go to school recently, and I can't live at Xiaolan's house." Edogawa Conan said firmly, "Otherwise it will cause trouble for them."

"Don't worry too much." Hojo Natsuki reassured, "Remember the FBI I told you about last time? We can ask him for help."

Although it is a bit strange to cooperate with FBI investigators in Tokyo, there is no better solution at present.

Edogawa Conan paused strangely: "That is, you hit his car, the one he invited you to live with?"

Dr. A Li was shocked: "What?!"

Xia Shu: "... Kudo, it's already spreading rumors to go to this point."

"Sorry." Edogawa Conan said, "Are you sure he is the FBI?"

"Sure. He looks a bit fierce, but unexpectedly he's a nice guy."

Conan: "OK."

Dr. Ali looked at Conan on the left and Natsuki on the right, and asked, "Who are you talking about?"

"We are going to seek the help of a righteous FBI investigator." Hojo Natsuki said without changing his expression, "He is cautious and low-key, with superb marksmanship, and both virtue and skill... In short, I think he can be trusted."

Conan Edogawa was puzzled: "Is it really that gentleman you are talking about?"

"Yes."

"But I always feel that he has a little bad intentions for you."

Hojo Natsuki was shocked: "How could it be, then how could I have lived for so long?"

"It doesn't mean posing a threat to your life." Conan Edogawa hesitated, "I think he..."

— the idea that he might be a little dangerous to you.

Edogawa Conan looked desperately with a face of 'what are you talking about? Hojo Natsuki with the expression of ', thinking this guy can't feel it at all?

Just listening to Xia Shu's simple description, he felt that this FBI was not a serious person.This bad premonition made Natsuki complain 'I'll just be polite to him and he actually eats my butter potatoes! ' At the peak, Edogawa Conan's big eyes filled with confusion, come on, this sounds really super like...

"Did you mean that?" Hojo Natsuki looked at the boy's colorful and tangled expression, finally realized, and lowered his voice, "Maybe he is gay?"

Edogawa Conan: "!"

He nodded abruptly.

Yes!You finally realized it!

But in the next second, he found that Hojo Natsuki actually lowered his head and smiled after a brief moment of stupefaction.

Conan: "..."

Conan: "???"

"Let's talk about business first." Hojo Natsuki cleared his throat and straightened his face, "If you want to get protection from the FBI, you must also tell the truth about your situation. The more people you know, the more dangerous it may be in the future. Kudo, you think about it ?"

Edogawa Conan lowered his eyes: "...um."

The black organization has great energy and its roots are intertwined. In this extremely legal country, perhaps undercover agents have infiltrated Japanese law enforcement agencies. Conan Edogawa, who has become a child, is like a small boat, except for a few friends and family members. There is nothing outside to rely on.

At present, the murderer has found him and is provoking him. The enemy is out in the dark, and the Kudos are far away abroad. The closest and most reliable assistance to him is Kurosawa Jin.

"Okay, I'll ask Mr. Kurosawa what he means." Natsuki Hojo took out the cell phone in his coat pocket, "Excuse me for a while."

……

Seeing Hojo Natsuki closing the balcony door and making a phone call alone, Dr. Ali asked, "Shinichi, what's the matter with that FBI? Seeing your expression, you seem a little hesitant?"

"...Well." Edogawa Conan hesitated to speak, "It may be my illusion..."

Moreover, the other party had no intention of conflicting at all, which made his worries extraneous.

Not long after, Hojo Natsuki came back.

"Mr. Kurosawa is free tonight." He took the bag strap off the back of the chair, "Let's go, Kudo."

So they bid farewell to the doctor and drove in the direction of Heisawa's apartment.

Along the way, Edogawa Conan imagined what kind of person 'Mr. Kurosawa' might be.From Xia Shu's few words, he knew that this man was taciturn and reliable, and would protect minors (for example, he did not receive maintenance fee checks); but his actions were deeply scheming and should not be underestimated.

"Here we are." Hojo Natsuki stopped the car, "Kudou, have you had dinner yet?"

Conan shook his head: "No."

After such a thing happened, he was really not in the mood to eat.

"Then the three of us can eat together later." Hojo Natsuki put the car keys in his pocket and opened the door, "How about sukiyaki?"

"decide as things go……"

Edogawa Conan followed Natsuki into the elevator, looked at the changing numbers on the floor indicator screen, and simulated a conversation with 'Mr. Kurosawa'.

Because of his obsession with solving crimes, he has dealt with adults from all walks of life since he was a child, and he is not afraid of senior people who are older than himself.

However, as soon as Hojo Natsuki opened the door, a silver afterimage flew towards him, knocking him back a few steps to relieve himself.

Edogawa Conan took a closer look, and it was the majestic Maine Coon cat.

It also noticed him, and grinned at him, its claws on Natsuki's collar ready to move.

"This is a guest, a guest." Hojo Natsuki dragged the cat with the palm of his hand, closed the door with the other hand, and kept persuading, "I have something to talk about, and I will go back soon."

It was not the first time for Conan to see this cat, and he thought that it was still as bad-tempered as ever, and would not kiss anyone except Natsuki.

A few seconds later, he raised his eyes and saw Heize sitting on the sofa, and immediately forgot all the complaints about the cat.

...Why does this FBI look so much like Big Brother Jidao!

The aura of this Mr. Kurosawa is very similar to the member of the organization that attacked him, and they all have foreign faces and green eyes.

Conan felt that he couldn't think about it carefully, and the more he thought about it, the more creepy he became.

The other party gave a flirty look, but it was full of oppression, which made people feel an inexplicable chill on their backs.

Conan was stunned for a few seconds, and when Xia Shu introduced himself to Kurosawa, he forced a smile: "Hi, I'm Edogawa Conan, Kurosawa...brother."

After subconsciously imitating the tone of a child, he suddenly felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

However, Kurosawa Zhen didn't seem to be much better. His indifferent expression immediately sank as if the clouds turned overcast, as if he was about to be disgusted by this title.

The two looked at each other, then moved away in unison.

vomit.

"Conan, you can just call him Mr. Kurosawa just like me." Hojo Natsuki immediately cleared the siege, leading the topic to the main topic, "Actually, Conan..."

……

Kurosawa Jin listened to their narration, and the information provided by Akai was not far behind.

As for why Shuichi Akai suddenly appeared at the door of the Mori Detective Agency without revealing his identity... probably just to scare the children, and to see how this young man known as "Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei Era" would react.

boring.

Kurosawa thought.

Edogawa Conan stared at him cautiously, Kurosawa could feel his gaze without raising his head.

... nasty brat.

Kurosawa said calmly, "I will deal with this matter."

——Akai Shuichi's mess has nothing to do with him.

Throw it back and let him figure it out on his own.

He ordered Conan to evict: "You can go."

And Hojo Natsuki just showed a little joy, but following Kurosawa's words, he became hesitant to speak.

He asked carefully: "Huh? Doesn't Kudo live with us?"

According to the other party, shouldn't he move in here and be protected and monitored by him?Just drive Conan away?

For a moment, Kurosawa looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, with a somewhat cautious and unhappy expression, looking down at Natsuki Hojo.

He said with a cold face, "This is not a garbage shelter."

Xia Shu: "..."

Conan: "...?"

This FBI is so cool! !

Kurosawa got up and left, leaving only two speechless people sitting on the sofa looking at each other.

"...He said he will deal with it, so just trust him." Hojo Natsuki said with difficulty, "Shall I send you back to the doctor first?"

The corner of Conan's mouth twitched, and he didn't want to embarrass Xia Shu, so he nodded and said, "Okay."

……

By the time Conan came back after sending him off, it was already very late.

A light was on in the empty living room, and the white walls seemed to extend the space infinitely.

No cats, and no Mr. Kurosawa.

However, Kurosawa did not close the bedroom door, and a warm light leaked through the crack of the door.

Hojo Natsuki held his breath inexplicably, ignoring his hunger, and tiptoed back to the room.He looked down and saw the Maine Coon cat curled up, sleeping on the mat.

It must be pretending to be asleep, its ears are extremely sensitive, and the leaves will wake it up when it falls on the window sill.

So Hojo Natsuki knew that the cat was still angry, probably because a guest came in the afternoon and he neglected it.

...Thinking about it this way, Mr. Kurosawa seemed to be out of control, and after saying that, he never talked to him again.

Cats and cats are really difficult to understand.

Hojo Natsuki spread the quilt, took a bath and lay down, let his mind clear, and gradually fell asleep.

……

He had a very clear, very real dream.

The location is located in an unknown small town in Japan. When zooming in, you can see fishing boats lined up neatly on the shore. The circular breeding cages divide the blue sea, like a huge bubble in the sun.

The road around the mountain is close to the sea, and the waves in the distance are flickering in the wind.

Hojo Natsuki's field of vision changed with a green leaf blowing with the wind. It wobbled, rising and falling, and finally landed at the feet of a young man.

As the leaves fell to the ground, his field of vision was completely liberated, as if playing a 3D game, he could freely adjust the viewing angle.

The corpses lay in disorder on the ground, and the weeds were stained red with blood.

The young man held the gun in his left hand, and a few drops of scarlet liquid dripped down the cold barrel. He bent down and took out a car key pinned to a man's waist. His short silver hair covered his eyebrows and eyes, and only the sharp and smooth profile could be seen. face lines.

The outline was so familiar, Hojo Natsuki guessed it almost immediately, turned to the boy, and saw his full face as he wished.

Browbones, thin lips, dark green eyes.

——Mr. Kurosawa, seventeen or eighteen years old.

Apparently, he had just come out of a deathmatch in which the opponents were all wiped out, and he was slightly wounded, so the fight ended in his victory.

Teenager Kuisawa turned the car keys, walked down the winding mountain road for about a kilometer, and found a 7-seater off-road vehicle on the side of the road.

He climbed into the driver's seat with ease and turned the key.

It is fifteen kilometers away from the town, and the car Heisawa snatched was scrapped on the mountain, and this is the only means of transportation left.

The central control screen lights up, the air conditioner starts to operate, and the windows gradually rise.

Kurosawa was about to step on the clutch, when he paused, his face suddenly changed.He opened the car door immediately, but found that he couldn't move.

"Drip-drip-drip-"

A very soft, bomb countdown sound.

Kurosawa hid behind the seat and shot at the side window of the rear seat, leaving only a few bullet craters that were not deep or shallow on the bulletproof glass.

He cursed secretly, and followed the sound to find the source of the sound.

The time bomb was hidden under the last row of seats, and the beating red countdown was like a dark fire in the dim car, mocking his underestimated enemy ferociously.

The seven or eight people who came were all members of the code name. From late night to dawn, Kurosawa Zhen had exhausted all his efforts just to deal with them.

He didn't realize that he had fallen into the most dangerous trap until the car key was turned and the time bomb sounded.

60 seconds left.

Kurosawa tried to defuse the bomb, and the upper part of the explosive box was the detonator.The circuit is protected in a solid metal casing, and a layer of rubber is sandwiched between the outer iron sheet and the inner aluminum foil... If you try to cut the casing, it is very likely that a live circuit will be formed and the bomb will be detonated directly.

He checked it carefully and concluded that the possibility of disarming the bomb without injury under these conditions was zero.

30 seconds left.

Kurosawa used all the sharp weapons he could find in the car, trying to break through the front side windows and the roof, but to no avail.

This off-road vehicle is as strong as a moving city, and it cannot be shaken by a single person's strength.

10 seconds left.

On the countdown panel, the single digit jumps from 1 to 0.

Kurosawa snorted coldly, leaned against the soft cushion, took out his mobile phone to edit text messages, and also took out the gun from his pocket.

The recipient is a string of numbers, and there is no comment.

[There is a scalpel in the cotton wool of that teddy bear, return it to you. 】

Hojo Natsuki looked at that sentence in amazement. He was sure that he had never seen any teddy bears and scalpels, but because of this sentence, his heart began to throb. pain and suffocation.

Kurosawa finished shooting quickly, loaded the gun, and pointed it at his temple.

He pursed his lips, with an understated expression, continued to type with his right hand, and added: [Don't look for me again. 】

00:01

Kurosawa pressed the send button, then pulled the trigger.

boom -

Huge flames soared into the sky, heat waves roiled, the mountain outside the road exploded, and flying sand and stones carried the burning car falling from the cliff and stumbling into the sea.

The signal on the mountain was not good, so the text message probably wasn't sent, and turned into a ghost in the draft box, and was engulfed by the monstrous flames and sea water together with Black Ze.

……

Hojo Natsuki was getting more and more difficult to breathe, he was dizzy and almost fell down.

The eyes became whiter and whiter, the vision became less and less clear, and finally it was pitch black.

Then, he opened his eyes in the dimly lit room, took a few deep breaths, and cold sweat dripped down his temples.

The snow-white ceiling is still in sight, without the boy Kurosawa, the exploding car and the sea.

Hojo Natsuki looked down a little and found that the culprit was the Maine Coon cat lying on his chest.

... No wonder I feel out of breath.

He pinched its pads, and the cat woke up immediately, staring at him warily, its irises reflecting in the night like two round laser lights.

"Do you know how much you weigh?" Xia Shu reprimanded half-truthfully, "... a cat weighing more than 20 catties lay on the person's chest, so I'm afraid I won't suffocate to death?"

It used to be said that this grumpy cat would leave angrily, and before leaving, he would brush his face in disdain with his tail.

However, the Maine Coon stared at him for a while, then suddenly licked his face, got up and stepped on the mattress next to his arm.

Resting her chin on her claws, she stared at him for a moment.

Xia Shu: "...Huh?"

Why are you so good today?