Conan: Someone is always trying to murder me

"Hmm? His lover and best friend? What does that mean?"

Amei and Huiyuan looked at each other, confused.

They didn't see the text message sent by Kishida, so they didn't know who the lover referred to.

"Akai Shuichi's lover is Gin, and as for the 'lover and best friend'... maybe, it's Vodka, right?"

Kishida stroked his chin and replied uncertainly.

But thinking about it, it should be Vodka.

After all, if there is anyone who is closest to Gin, almost inseparable, and can go on roller coasters together, it is naturally his little brother, Vodka.

"He broke a part of Vodka's arm?"

Huiyuan opened her mouth slightly, a little unbelievable, her cute little nose wrinkled, and her eyes were slightly round.

Even though there are many rumors in the organization, people look down on Vodka from the bottom of their hearts, thinking that he barely got into the organization's alcohol code by relying on his ability to "flatter", but Huiyuan, who has more contact with Vodka, knows that he is not as bad as they say. Moreover, his luck is very good.

What's more, Vodka can at least master all means of transportation, even helicopters, etc., and he can drive them with ease.

This alone is not something that ordinary grassroots cadres in the organization can slander. Vodka can fly a plane, and they, hehe, ordinary people can only fly... cough!

"Well, so he is in a good mood now, and he said that he owes me a favor. Hehe~"

Kishida explained, but he couldn't help but chuckle a few times, which made Mingmei and Huiyuan puzzled.

"Junior brother, what do you want to do again? You don't want to get involved directly, right?"

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to Mingmei, and she asked hurriedly, thinking that Kishida wanted to "seek death" again.

"......How is it possible! I'm not so bored that I would get involved directly. If I have this free time, I'd rather stay at home and watch a movie with you. Isn't it nice!"

Kishida rolled his eyes, and then edited another text message to Akai Shuichi under Akemi's gaze.

[As Batman, I never ask for anything in return for doing good things, but if you really feel that you owe me a favor, it's not impossible to exchange it. You can slap yourself ten times, or if we have a chance to meet online in the future, you can let me slap you a few times. ]

Still without retaining a trace of hostility, Kishida sent this text message to him directly under Akemi's smiling eyes.

Then, Kishida pushed Dr. Agasa and planned to re-develop his right hand glove.

But before he sat down, the phone rang again.

He opened it calmly.

[Ha! ]

Sure enough, such a proud person would never give up his dignity for this, no matter how happy he was today.

Kishida closed his phone without any surprise and concentrated on the matter at hand.

As for tomorrow's invitation, it depends on what the woman means.

~~~

On the other side, in Nishitama City, the rain continued to fall in the dim night, and the air was filled with a pungent and unpleasant smell. The air seemed to be frozen and quiet, and only the sound of car engines could be heard.

In this silent night, it seemed particularly clear, and the air became more and more sticky, as if it was stuck by something, and it seemed very difficult to breathe. A Porsche 356A passed by quickly, and behind it was a Dodge Viper 1996 SRT-10 GTS sports car.

The car drove fast, and the rain from the ground splashed up, forming several water columns in the air, and then disappeared without a trace as the rain washed away, as if nothing had happened.

However, if nothing had really happened, Gin's face would not be as black as a frying pan. His heart was already filled with murderous intent.

If he hadn't sensed it in time and pulled the impulsive Vodka back, he would not only have broken his arm, but his head would have been blown up! However, even if Vodka is still alive now, he is only half dead.

Moreover, Vodka's arm is broken. Even if he rushes to the hospital of the organization and reattaches his half arm, whether he can recover to a good state is still a question mark.

For a killer, especially a killer who is proficient in driving, in this situation, let alone going to the battlefield to kill the enemy in the future, I am afraid that even his "drying food" will be a problem!

Through the rearview mirror in the car, Gin looked at Vodka, who was lying on the back seat with half of his arm missing, frowning and fainting. The broken arm wrapped casually with gauze, and blood kept overflowing, soaking the gauze and dyeing it red, looked a bit shocking.

The fainted Vodka shivered in his sleep because of the burning pain and the heart-wrenching pain from the broken arm. He couldn't help shrinking his body and tightening his legs a little bit, looking like a pitiful big brown bear.

Gin saw all of this in silence.

However, the man still had a cold face, but there was a faint cold light in his eyes, and a cruel and bloodthirsty arc at the corner of his mouth. Then he looked at Vodka with a look full of "disdain" and "sarcasm".

"You are such a waste, you are really vulnerable! Vodka! No wonder those guys in the organization who are worse than waste look down on you so much."

A cold voice that was almost silent hummed. It was a strange sound, like an invisible sense of oppression, suppressing people's hearts and breathing. When people heard it, they couldn't help but sweat on their foreheads.

No matter who it was, as long as they participated in this gunfight, they would definitely not be able to escape the responsibility. They would all die, all would die!

Red Siamese cat! Akai Shuichi!!

Gin's eyes were so cold that they almost condensed into ice chips, and his eyes were full of crazy killing intent.

Then, he drove the Porsche 356A faster and faster, ran red lights all the way, overtook directly, and overtook before he finished, and turned the lane again, continuing to overtake, shouting and scolding one after another, some car owners were directly scared by the crazy speed,

Even the Dodge Viper behind him was left far behind.

"Someone is going to die miserably, hahaha~~"

Inside the Dodge Viper, Chianti laughed neurotically.

Happy, too happy!

This is the first time I have seen a man as cold as ice, Gin, go crazy like this.

It is really interesting.

Unfortunately, that stinky woman will never see this scene.

"Be quiet, Chianti! If you don't want to die, shut up!"

However, Cohen, who has always been taciturn, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat and shouted coldly.

~~~

PS: I am a bit stuck.