12dz Chapter 221 Conan and His Angel.
Chapter 221 Conan and His Angel.
"The inherently evil brat has awakened..." Vodka's grip on the steering wheel tightened, and he quickly focused, afraid of being affected...
A naturally evil brat?
Who is it...?
And these sounds are so familiar...
Conan's vision cleared up instantly, and when he saw Shirge, his mood calmed down.
Looking ahead... when Conan saw the face in the rearview mirror—the face he had longed to haunt his nightmares with—his pupils constricted sharply... and he sat up abruptly.
I sat bolt upright in my deathbed in shock... It was Gin who saved me?!
"Awake?" Fukushiro glanced at Conan.
"Hmm..." Conan's brain seemed to freeze at this moment.
Why is Shen Gege sitting in the same car as Gin?
"Big Brother with silver hair...did you save me?" Conan asked.
Gin didn't answer, leaning back in his chair, his dark green eyes gazing out the window.
It was only then that Conan noticed...
Gin's two fair hands bore shocking burn marks...
The black trench coat was also partially burned and torn.
"I..." Conan opened his mouth, unsure of what to say. After hesitating for a moment, he blurted out, "What... is your name?"
In the past... Conan would have answered with certainty and absoluteness, because he was gathering information.
But now... he doesn't know.
He was somewhat confused...
“Ah Jin…” Fukushiro glanced at Conan.
As expected of Conan, even in this situation, he's still gathering information.
Gin's eye twitched... and he let out a cold snort.
Upon hearing Jin's name... Conan frowned slightly and subconsciously glanced around at his surroundings.
It's a muscle car overall, not a Porsche 356A with the other branding.
Masaka?
Conan suddenly felt a laser pierce his brain... and then he remembered something his father had said.
'Shinichi...is this really the obvious truth?'
Yes... we cannot analyze problems based on appearances alone.
Ah Jin isn't Gin... he just looks a lot like him.
the reason is simple...
First, Gin's car is a Porsche 356A, which is clearly a muscle car, and the style doesn't match...
Based on my previous observations, Gin always travels in a Porsche; he's such a show-off.
Secondly, Gin has repeatedly... disregarded his own safety... risked his life to save a child?
He even reimbursed his own scholarships and medical expenses so he could focus on his studies?
Although the other party didn't reveal what they had done... Conan still noticed some subtle details.
Does this resemble Gin knocking himself unconscious with a stick?
The answer is simple...it doesn't seem like it.
Third, if it really is Gin, given his cold attitude and personality...
Shen'ergege had already eliminated the other party... Would Shen, who adheres to absolute justice, allow them to travel together?
Absolutely not!
So this is just someone who looks very similar... but is still Angel herself, Ah Jin.
This is no coincidence... there have been previous cases.
A person who looks exactly like you, wearing your face, goes everywhere braving the wind and waves.
This has led to Shinichi Kudo's reputation being so badly damaged...
"Angel..." Having figured everything out, Conan suddenly felt weak and drowsy, slowly leaning back in his chair, his body gradually sliding down...
Before falling asleep, he murmured in a daze, "Ze-chan... thank you."
"Pfft..." Vodka couldn't hold back any longer.
"Huh!?" Gin's gaze turned cold as he glared at Vodka. "What are you laughing at?"
"I didn't, brother." Vodka's hand trembled... nearly causing a fatal car crash.
Even so... the constant trembling of his cheek muscles betrayed the vodka.
He is professionally trained and generally doesn't laugh unless he can't help it.
"Hahaha..." Fuhe Shen'er's laughter rang out.
Gin glanced coldly at the rearview mirror... The other person was clapping his hands and laughing like a child.
He snorted coldly...and ignored the two of them.
"Thank you, Kotouchi-chan..." Fushiguro Jinji's mocking voice rang out again.
Cointreau...you son of a bitch.
Gin took a deep breath... his fist hardened.
But he couldn't beat him... and he was his boss, so he had to act aloof and reserved, and thus he had to hold back.
Soon... the car stopped at Beika General Hospital.
Narumi was also standing at the hospital entrance... medical staff were already prepared to pick up Conan and give him treatment.
Gin refused the medical advice given to him by the medical staff regarding his burns... and prepared to go home.
"Mr. Kurosawa...this absolutely needs treatment!" Asai Narumi said earnestly, "Otherwise, it will affect your mission!"
Gin, who was about to leave, paused... and turned back to look at Asai Narumi, who had a serious expression on his face.
With a cold laugh, she obediently followed the medical staff into the treatment room.
........
Gulu...
In a narrow alley... Sera Masumi swallowed hard.
"I didn't expect that just secretly following Fu Hei would reveal so much."
An expression of disbelief crossed her face.
Gin...vodka...it's all here.
Moreover... she seems to have discovered something extraordinary.
That bespectacled kid who lives in the Mouri Detective Agency... is very likely a born evil brat.
Sera Masumi took a deep breath.
If my guess is correct, then this naturally evil brat... is truly terrifying.
Knowing how to hide oneself at such a young age...
Who would have thought that the evil brat who takes down an FBI agent, creates chaos in the street with bombs, and maliciously incites people to commit crimes lives in a detective's house?
If we let him grow up...
Sera Masumi shook her head. No, she had to tell her older brother (Akai Shuichi) right away.
..........
"Kundo... There was news a few days ago about the mission being exposed." Gin, with both hands in casts, sat on the hospital bed, a cigarette dangling from his lips, and said coldly.
"Who is it..." Fu Heishen'er's eyes also revealed coldness.
The clothes Shirley gave him were damaged during that mission.
"It's just suspicion for now..." Gin took a drag of his cigarette and exhaled...
“Kil?” Fuheshel asked coldly.
“It’s highly likely… although she previously proved her innocence by executing an undercover agent with a pistol…” Gin said coldly, “but… this mission is closely related to her, and we need to find an opportunity… to test her.”
Every codename member is personally appointed by that man... Even Rum... or Gin, cannot execute a codename member without evidence or reason.
"Gin..." Fukuro Jin slowly walked to Gin's side.
Gin:?
“You’re certainly being very cautious…” Fuheshen slowly walked to Gin’s side. “I originally thought that proceeding slowly and steadily from the beginning was better, but now I understand…”
"The weak compromise and live in fear of making mistakes, so they move forward in a crooked way, while the strong move forward straight and ignore obstacles... This is the most efficient way."
"Why test...why worry?"
"Suspicion is justified... If something's not right, then kill her."
His tone was low and indifferent... but as cold as the Siberian wind.
Gin:..........
Is this an insult directed at 'that gentleman'...?