Guns and Coffee in the World of Science

"Wow! This house is so beautiful!"

Mao Lilan took Chen Shuo's hand and, under the guidance of the salesperson, visited this small villa very close to the Mao Li Detective Agency.

The salesperson led the way, enthusiastically introducing the shop: "On the first floor, there are two six-tatami-mat Western-style rooms, with a washbasin, bathroom, and toilet. On the second floor, there is a sixteen-tatami-mat living room and kitchen. There is also an eight-tatami-mat Western-style room facing the street."

"The lighting is good." Chen Shuo nodded with satisfaction, walked to the balcony on the second floor, looked out at the street, and felt that the environment here was quiet and very suitable for living.

Mao Lilan looked up and said to Chen Shuo excitedly, "Brother Shuo, look, there's a third floor!"

The salesperson said proudly, "That's right! That's the biggest selling point of this house: the tilted attic."

The three of them arrived at the attic. Mao Lilan looked at this small space and her eyes lit up: "Wow, there are windows here too!"

The salesperson opened the window and said with a smile, "You can observe the stars here at night."

Mao Lilan moved closer to the window, observing carefully for a while, and excitedly pulled Chen Shuo: "Brother Shuo! Look, look! You can see my house from here!"

Chen Shuo walked over, took a quick look, and was very satisfied. He turned to the salesperson and said, "Not bad! Let's sign the contract!"

Originally, Chen Shuo had thought it would be nice to live in a cafe, but recently he'd noticed that every time he and Ran were hanging out at the cafe, a small figure would always linger in his sight. This annoyed him so much that he decided to buy a house not far from the Maori Detective Agency. That way, he'd have a reason to live with Maori Ran.

After buying the small villa, Chen Shuo drove his Jaguar and took Xiaolan for a leisurely drive on the streets of Mihua. In order to arrange furniture for their new home, Xiaolan took Chen Shuo out for a shopping trip, and Chen Shuo also enjoyed it.

Just as the two were waiting for the red light, a white station wagon suddenly sped past. Before they could react, an elementary school student whizzed past on a skateboard and disappeared from sight in an instant.

"Brother Shuo...that's...Conan, right?" Mao Lilan looked at Chen Shuo with a confused look on her face.

Chen Shuo also nodded: "That's Conan! Didn't he go to the bank with Kogoro to exchange his passbook today? How...it seems they've encountered something again. Look at this scene...did they encounter a bank robbery?"

Mao Lilan sighed helplessly: "It seems that I must let Dad and Conan go to the shrine to worship when I have time. Why do we always encounter such vicious incidents..."

"Yeah, I really hope they can have less trouble." Chen Shuo responded softly, secretly looking forward to living together with Mao Li Ran.

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At night, Chen Shuo sat alone in a coffee shop, flipping through today's newspaper. Although he had just bought a new house and purchased a lot of furniture, he planned to redecorate it, so he hired a very good designer to redesign his new home. The house was definitely uninhabitable now.

"Ring ring ring"

The sound of wind chimes rang out at the entrance of the cafe. Chen Shuo looked up and was surprised to see a familiar figure at the door. It was Miyano Akemi, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. She and her sister Miyano Shiho used to come to the cafe often, but they had rarely been seen recently.

"Ms. Miyano, long time no see." Chen Shuo narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "The cafe is closed now."

Miyano Akemi was obviously a little nervous, but she still walked firmly to Chen Shuo and bowed deeply: "I am very sorry to disturb your leisure time, but I have a commission that I hope you can take."

"Oh?" Chen Shuo raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of curiosity in his tone: "You know me?"

"Yes... yes!" Miyano Akemi trembled slightly under Chen Shuo's overwhelming aura. "My organization has had contact with you, so I conducted an investigation without authorization. Please forgive me, Mr. Wuchen."

Chen Shuo shook his head, his expression remaining calm. "So... what kind of commission is it that requires you, the client, to come here in person? My contact information is not a secret, and..."

He looked directly into Miyano Akemi's eyes, his tone becoming playful. "I remember you were from Gin, right? Your organization has a lot of talented people, so why do you need my help? Could it be... this is your personal matter?"

Miyano Akemi felt uneasy under his gaze, but she knew she had to speak up. This was her only chance. She mustered her courage and tried to remain calm. "I just want to live a simple, ordinary life with my sister, so I can't let the organization know about this operation. Now, I can only entrust you. You're the only one I know who's not afraid of the organization."

After she finished speaking, she frantically searched in her bag, and finally, with trembling hands, she held a key in front of Chen Shuo, her face full of anticipation and nervousness. "This is the key that holds one billion yen. As this commission, I ask Mr. Wuchen to rescue my sister and provide us sisters with shelter!"

Chen Shuo took the key and played with it in his hand. He glanced at the news in the newspaper that read "10 Billion Yen Robbery" and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Interesting! That's a lot of money. So... what are your plans?"

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The next afternoon, at Hirota Masami's house.

"You can't go! Ms. Hirota Masami... If you go, you'll be killed!" Conan sat weakly on the ground, trying desperately to persuade her, his eyes revealing anxiety. His voice was almost trembling, as if he had already seen the worst outcome.

Hirota Masami looked at the young man who was anxious to save her and smiled lightly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Conan..." After that, she resolutely walked out of the room.

"Wait... uh..." Conan wanted to stop him, but he was a little dizzy because he had just been hit in the carotid artery by Hirota Masami, and he was unable to get up in time.

After finally coming to his senses, he stumbled out of the room, but Hirota Masami had already driven away. He hurriedly took out the locator and prepared to launch it at the car, but at this moment, he felt a pain in the back of his head and lost consciousness instantly.

A stocky, average-looking middle-aged man glanced at Conan coldly and tossed him aside. "You've really forgotten your mistakes," he shook his head, a touch of indifference in his tone. "You still dare to act alone in this situation? It seems your previous lessons haven't helped you change this bad habit at all."

However, the middle-aged man didn't want to get involved. He muttered to himself, "Let this kid get into trouble. I thought he'd be a promising talent, but he's still as stupid as ever." He walked downstairs nonchalantly, casually pried open a black car, started the engine, and drove away.

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In an old warehouse at the seaside port, Hirota Masami stopped the car and took out a pistol from her bag. Two men in black had already been waiting there.

"Thank you for your hard work, Hirota Masami... No, it should be Miyano Akemi!" Gin and Vodka looked at her with teasing eyes, as if she was just a clown on the stage.

Miyano Akemi stared at them angrily and asked, "Can I ask you a question? Why did you kill them both?"

Vodka couldn't help laughing, but Gin had a blank expression: "This is our style. Okay, hand over the money first." His tone was so relaxed as if he was just dealing with two insignificant ants.

"The money isn't here. I put it somewhere else." Mingmei looked at the two of them seriously. "Before that, bring my sister here. We agreed that after this is over, we sisters can leave the organization."

Gin sneered a few times, his tone becoming disdainful: "I'm afraid this will be difficult. Your sister is one of the few top talents in the organization. She is different from you. The organization needs her very much right now."

"Sure enough, you've been deceiving me from the beginning..." Mingmei's voice was filled with disappointment.

Gin had lost his patience and aimed his gun at her: "Okay, tell me, where is the money?"

At this moment, Gin felt a sharp pain between his eyebrows. This sixth sense had saved him countless times on the brink of life and death. He yelled, "Vodka, get out of the way!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Three consecutive gunshots echoed in the warehouse, and the tense atmosphere escalated instantly.

Gin reacted quickly, dodging in time. The bullet struck where he had been standing, stirring up a cloud of dust. Vodka instinctively dodged to the side, but was a step too slow, and the bullet pierced his shoulder. He quickly hid behind a container, clutching his bleeding wound, his face turning pale.

Miyano Akemi's condition was much worse. There was a hole in her chest and blood was pouring out like water. Gin took one look and realized that she was beyond saving.

"Huh! Who are you? It seems we don't know each other." Gin asked in a low voice, shocked by the sudden change. He had originally just wanted to deal with a little rat for the organization, but he didn't expect to lead to such a dangerous person.

The middle-aged man didn't respond immediately. Instead, he followed the sound and fired a shot at Gin through the iron plate. The bullet passed through the iron plate and hit Gin's shoulder. Frightened by this shot, Gin quickly retreated to a thicker cover, cursing inwardly, "Damn it! Who the hell is this guy?"

".44 bullets? Smith & Wesson M29?" Gin, with his vast experience, immediately identified the gun's make. He pulled a vial from his pocket, opened it, and sprinkled the powder inside onto the wound. The bleeding instantly stopped. He shook his shoulders and sneered, "Hmph, I thought no one in the world except Wuchen would use such an outdated single-action revolver."

He did not associate the middle-aged man with Chen Shuo. He always felt that Wu Chen was an upright assassin and there was no record of him disguising himself.

"Haha..." The middle-aged man's voice was as piercing as fingernails scraping across glass. "Mr. Wuchen is my idol. You're the mastermind behind this bank robbery, right? My boss is very unhappy."

Gin was stunned, his heart trembling: So it was that bank boss who sent him for revenge! Miyano Akemi, you have offended such a troublesome person, you really don't deserve to die!

However, Gin was not one to give in easily. He sneered and said, "Humph, if you open a bank, you have to be prepared to be robbed. It was robbed so easily. It seems your boss is not a powerful figure. You are a good hand. Would you like to consider joining our organization? It has much more prospects than your current useless boss."

While Gin was dealing with the middle-aged man, he gestured to Vodka on the other side. Vodka nodded quickly due to the tacit understanding of their years of partnership, and Gin silently began to count down in his heart.

"Haha, that's nothing for you to worry about. I..." the middle-aged man said with a smile. Before he finished speaking, Gin had already gripped his pistol and jumped out of cover at the same time as Vodka, ready to shoot. As soon as he emerged, he saw the middle-aged man slightly bent over, holding the pistol horizontally with his right hand and protecting the muzzle with his left hand, in a standard American Iai opening position.

"Oh no!" Gin cried inwardly. He had no time to react before he heard a "bang" and a sharp pain in his waist. He knew he had been shot. Elsewhere, Vodka was in even worse shape. He was shot in the chest, blood splattering, and he fell to the ground, unable to move. Fortunately, the place where they fell was piled with cement, preventing the middle-aged man from pursuing them.

Gin covered his abdomen and lay on the ground. He glanced at Vodka and found that his chest was still moving slightly. Although he was not dead, he needed urgent medical treatment, otherwise the bleeding would kill him.

"Damn it! There was only one gunshot! What an amazing single-action rapid-fire move! I've never heard of such a master before!" Gin cursed in his heart, knowing that he was doomed this time. He had underestimated this middle-aged man.

He took out a grenade from his arms, his face showing a fierce look: "Bastard! I will remember you, and keep one eye open when you sleep in the future!" After that, he quickly pulled out the pin and threw the grenade at the middle-aged man's feet.

The middle-aged man reacted quickly, kicking the grenade away and quickly finding cover. "Boom!" A loud bang erupted, and the violent airflow shattered the goods in the warehouse. Seizing this opportunity, Gin dragged Vodka to his car, started the engine, and sped away.

"Humph!" The middle-aged man patted the dirt off his body and sneered, "These bastards really have no taboos."

He looked around the messy warehouse, then picked up Miyano Akemi who had fallen to the side and walked out without looking back. Before leaving, he casually threw down something like a brick, which made a "beeping" sound.

The middle-aged man placed Miyano Akemi in the back seat and drove away from the port smoothly. At the port gate, he caught a glimpse of Conan, looking anxious, skating past him on a skateboard. He was startled, "How did this guy find his way here?" But he didn't want to worry about it and continued driving.

Conan had just entered the harbor, still trying to figure out where Akemi Miyano had gone, when a deafening explosion suddenly rang out. The force of the blast was so immense that even from a distance, the shockwave swept him into the sea.

"Ah!" Conan suddenly emerged from the water, coughing up water awkwardly. The scene before him made his heart tighten. The warehouse had become a ruin, filled with thick smoke, and the scattered debris made him feel extremely angry.

"Damn it! All the clues are gone now!" Conan gritted his teeth, feeling extremely upset. He swam towards the shore, wondering how he was going to continue his investigation.