Ming Ke: What’s wrong with me, Gin, having several aliases?

Maori Detective Agency.

Conan stared nervously at the two unknown persons in front of him. His hand was carefully placed on the watch equipped with the anesthetic gun, ready to deal with possible threats at any time.

Shi Xi looked at the dwarf with curiosity. If there was no problem, he was Kudo Shinichi.

But this seems a little too small. Doesn’t it say it should be over 1.7 meters tall?

He walked around Conan, observing him carefully, but still found nothing like the description.

Except for the face.

Yicun.....It has nothing to do with him, he's just in a daze.

There were footsteps on the stairs, and then Ran Mao's voice sounded: "Conan, who are these two?"

"Oh, you must be the customer who just came. Sorry, we are not open for business yet."

"Sister Xiaolan!" Conan saw Mouri Ran coming and hurried to her side.

"Really? If this thing can be accomplished, I can pay a lot of money! A lot of money."

You don’t have to give money, but you have to paint the pie. This is the self-cultivation of being a boss.

Mao Lilan said with an apologetic look on her face.

"I'm sorry, I can't make the decision on this. I have to ask my father, but he just finished a case and is taking a break. You should come next time."

"Ah..." Shi Xi looked frustrated and pleaded pitifully again: "Is it really not possible?"

"Really not, sir, please come earlier later."

As Mao Lilan spoke, she opened the door, and it was obvious that she was trying to chase someone away.

Shi Xi took a deep breath in a very artificial manner, then sighed regretfully.

His eyes were full of helplessness, as if the whole world had abandoned him at this moment.

He slowly raised his feet, and each step seemed so difficult.

He walked away alone, and his figure looked particularly lonely and desolate under the light of the street lamp.

Conan stood behind him, quietly looking at Shi Xi's lonely back.

His eyes were full of confusion and vigilance, and he always felt that something was strange.

Conan subconsciously touched his chin, narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought to himself: "Will he give up so easily?"

Mao Lilan stood at the door, looked calmly in the direction where Shi Xi left, and reached out to close the door.

Just as the door was about to close, Conan's sharp eyes suddenly discovered that there was one more person, no, two people beside Shixi!

The one standing is the person who came with Shi Xi at the beginning, and the one being carried is... Uncle Maori? !

Conan's heartbeat instantly accelerated and his brain was working rapidly.

"Sister Xiaolan, wait!" he shouted.

Ran Mao Li was startled by Conan's shout, her hand stopped in mid-air, and the door was not completely closed.

She turned her head and looked at Conan in surprise: "Conan, what's wrong?"

Conan wanted to point at Shixi's back, but they had already disappeared around the corner.

"Sister Xiaolan, Uncle Maori was taken away by them!"

"Ah? No way, maybe you are seeing things, let me go up and take a look."

Mao Lilan thought it was just the child's eyesight, but she still cooperated and went up to take a look.

Conan also hurriedly followed into Kogoro Mouri's room.

I saw that Kogoro Mouri's quilt was still bulging, and his hands were slightly exposed, and he didn't look like he had been taken away at all.

"Conan, look, my father is still here. He hasn't been taken away."

Conan looked at the figure on the bed, his heart full of confusion and uneasiness, always feeling that something was wrong.

His eyes fell on the figure covered with the quilt on the bed, and a strange feeling came over him.

He frowned, rushed to the bed, grabbed a corner of the quilt without hesitation, and lifted it up with force!

As the quilt was lifted, the scene inside was exposed.

It is indeed still there, there is a photo and a prosthetic hand.

"Conan!" Ran Mouri, who was about to stop someone, was stunned for a moment when she saw the scene on the bed.

Where is her father?

.........

At the same time, inside the Jieyou House.

"Well done, Imura. This is the best time we've worked together outside of propaganda and fighting. You've finally stopped insisting on reasoning with an idiot."

"I'm so relieved."

Shi Xi patted someone's shoulder fiercely, and he was very happy that this person's thinking process had become a little more normal.

"Well, thank you, but it would be better if he is willing to listen to me and cooperate with me. It's quite tiring to carry someone on your back."

Shi Xi paused slightly when patting his shoulder, his expression difficult to describe.

"I thought you finally realized that sometimes reasoning is too inefficient, so you knocked him out."

"I didn't expect that you knocked him out because he didn't want to listen to your reasoning."

Imura put the unconscious Maori Kogoro on the ground and asked in confusion: "What happened?"

Shi Xi sighed. It was so tiring to take care of a child.

"It's okay, it's okay, keep this habit. Oh, and if someone is willing to cooperate with you in the future, you have to knock him out! Got it?"

"Why? I'm not the kind of person who goes back on his word."

Shi Xi held his forehead with his hand, wondering why this guy was so smart sometimes, for example, he would pry openly and beat his sister, destroy all traces and so on.

But sometimes I just feel dull and don’t understand anything, like now.

You know you are the bad guy, but you still try to reason with others. Isn't that stupid?

Threats are often more effective than reasoning.

But it was obvious that this idiot wouldn't understand, so Shi Xi didn't plan to continue explaining it to him and just started to perfunctorily answer.

"Okay, okay, you are Guang Zhengwei. You are the most noble, the most awesome, and the most beautiful person in the world."

After the daily praise, Shi Xi started to complain again.

"When will that brat come over? I'm so tired and want to sleep. I've been up all night. I wasn't in such a hurry when I was editing the annual summary."

"How can a system not provide full information just because someone is on vacation? It took me a long time to find this little brat in front of that adult face."

"If it wasn't for that kid, I would have shot him dead."

After Shi Xi finished complaining about the broken system, he started complaining about his recent work.

"Why can't the sponsor give us a little more time, maybe another five or six years?"

"They actually said they've given us a month and we still don't have any clues. If we don't find out within three days, they'll look for someone else."

"Damn it! Why can't there be another rich person like me in the world!!!"

Amidst Shi Xi's complaints, a voice with a hint of disgust sounded from outside Jieyou's house.

"Boss...why are you here?"

Shi Xi raised his head from the wooden horse and saw the nocturnal reptile that he had not seen for a long time.

"This is my shop, why am I here?"

Shi Xi first complained out of habit, and then triggered a combo.

"Where have you been for so long? You're not really working part-time, are you? Did you make money from your part-time job? If you did, tell me so I can pay you."

A perfect black-hearted capitalist should take the employees' money, then give them a little bit and then paint a big pie in the sky to keep them hanging, like Shi Xi.

Da Keai reluctantly handed over the wallet in his pocket.

He originally just wanted to come back today to rescue Yicun, who was being pua to the point where he would get stressed out whenever his boss gave him money.

Unexpectedly, I met the boss who was awake.

Shi Xi took the money and counted it carefully. It was quite a lot, enough to basically maintain the Jieyou House for a year and a half.

Calculating the time, Da Keai has been out for just over a month, and his monthly salary is only this high.

If everyone goes, they should be able to get a lot of money, oh, excluding him.

He is the boss, how can he work for others? Of course he watched.

"Nanako, where do you work part-time? Imura said he wants to go too, so you can take him with you then."

"I did not say."

Shi Xi stroked Yicun who was just telling the truth: "I said, you will go to work with him tomorrow."

"I know. What about you?"

Shi Xi didn't answer him, but went to ask Yoshida Nanako.

"Is there air conditioning? Is it noisy? What's it like? Is the environment good?"

The cute cat pouted and replied reluctantly: "It has air conditioning, it's very quiet, it's a cat cafe, the environment is pretty good."

"Oh, okay, then let's pack up and move in tomorrow."

Seeing that her boss was completely unaware that there was anything wrong with what she said, Nanako Yoshida quickly reminded her.

"Boss, have you ever thought about a question?"

Shi Xi yawned on the wooden horse: "Problem? What's the problem?"

Nanako Yoshida asked seriously: "Have you forgotten that Imura is allergic to cat hair?"

Shi Xi looked up in confusion: "I remember it, what's wrong?"

"Then why did you let him work with you!?"

"It's okay, I won't die. I'm going to sleep. It will probably take some time for that brat to find me."

Shi Xi waved his hand nonchalantly. He thought it was a big problem, but it turned out to be just like this.

Yoshida Nanako was so angry that she wanted to bite someone. Just as she was thinking this, an arm suddenly popped out from her mouth. Without thinking, she bit it viciously.

After biting until it bleeds, it then moves along the arm to the person's body and bites the neck.

The smell of blood slowly soothed Yoshida Nanako, and her eyelids began to fight each other, and Yoshida Nanako fell asleep not long after.

"Will you help me tomorrow?"

"Need not....."

The voice that replied sounded a little sad, not too happy.

..........

The next day, early in the morning.

On the highway, a fully equipped black Porsche rushed past like a flash of lightning.

Inside the car, Kurosawa operated the steering wheel, occasionally letting the car drive freely on the road, while quickly assembling the bomb with his hands.

(Everyone must drive carefully and not let go suddenly to plant the bomb.)

The car was getting closer and closer to the boss's house. When it was three kilometers outside the manor, the rapid chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers could be heard in the manor.

Along with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, an iron cover rose in the manor, slowly covering the entire manor.

Obviously, everyone knows that an airdrop is coming, and it's so familiar that it makes people feel distressed.

Kurosawa put on a pair of cool sunglasses, and then threw several newly made bombs in his hand into the dark pipe behind him without hesitation.

Then, he held the steering wheel steadily with one hand, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the car sped away like an arrow.

At the same time, Kurosawa took out a small and exquisite electronic screen from his pocket.

He locked onto the BOSS's location very skillfully and carefully observed the surrounding environment. Good, the manor was already within the range.

He tapped the screen with his finger and selected several locations around the BOSS that could scare people and cause "small" scratches but would not kill them.

Then he decisively pressed the launch button on the screen.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Accompanied by bursts of sharp sounds of breaking through the air, bombs were launched into the air.

They streak across the sky at extremely fast speeds, leaving behind brilliant trails, like bright meteors in the night sky.

The bombs drew graceful arcs in the air and landed accurately at the predetermined target location.

Immediately afterwards, loud noises were heard in the manor.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The huge explosion resounded through the sky, as if it was going to tear the sky and the earth apart.

The strong shock wave and flames instantly enveloped everything around, forming a sea of ​​fire.

Dust was flying and smoke was everywhere. The manor, which was originally filled with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, became silent for a moment, and soon returned with even greater momentum.

At this time, Kurosawa's car also stopped at the gate of the boss's manor.

"click"

As the car door opened, a figure slowly walked out of the car.

The black coat fluttered in the wind, raising a cloud of dust, just like the storm in front of him.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone through the thin clouds and fell on him, enveloping him in a layer of golden light.

Kurosawa looked at the ruined manor in front of him, his lips curled up slightly, and he walked towards the center of the manor.

Halfway through his journey, a man who looked like a butler suddenly appeared and blocked his way.

The butler had a scratch on his forearm, and the blood on the scratch had already dried, which was obviously caused by the explosion just now.

He looked kind and amiable, not like a difficult person.

The housekeeper put himself in a very humble position and said in a respectful tone: "GIN, I'm sorry, sir, you are not free now, please come next time."

Kurosawa's dark green eyes were like the deep waters of a lake, but at this moment, they were slightly rippled.

He stopped and stared straight at the butler in front of him. His eyes were nonchalant, yet seemed to hide a hint of imperceptible danger.

"No time?"

These two words came out of his mouth slowly, as if carrying an invisible pressure, making the air around him seem to freeze for a moment.

As a person with a code name, the butler would not be easily frightened by such a small scene.

He still maintained a polite smile on his face, that smile seemed to have been carefully crafted, perfect yet a little stiff.

"Yes."

The butler's reply was brief and firm, his eyes meeting Kurosawa's gaze without flinching.

The corners of Kurosawa's mouth, which were originally slightly raised, gradually returned to their original state. This guy is still very annoying.

"Since the boss is busy, I'll come another day. See you later." Kurosawa's voice was as flat as water, without any emotion.

He turned and walked out of the manor, as if he had really given up.

Today was unexpectedly easy to talk to.

The butler narrowed his eyes, looked at Kurosawa's back, and decided to make a few more suggestions in the report when he returned.

Emotional instability can easily threaten personal safety, so it is recommended to arrange retirement as soon as possible.

It was definitely not because he almost got the boss' calf scratched by the flying iron sheet just now, absolutely not.

How could he be as petty as GIN?