Out-of-control players in the world of Detective Conan

Qi Ming, what are you doing?

Have they already decided to bring me back to the organization?

Or was it he who arranged for Gin and Vodka to appear here?

Ai Haibara stared blankly at Vodka and Gin.

A strong sense of fear washed over me, my mind went blank, and I was completely unable to think of anything.

My breathing became a little rapid, and I even felt a slight chill on the back of my neck.

It was as if these two were enveloped in a murderous aura...

Wait, something's not right.

Why do I only feel cold in the back of my neck?

And why does that chill seem to be sliding downwards?

"Oh dear, Ai, I'm so sorry. I accidentally dropped an ice cube on the back of your neck."

As Qi Ming's voice rang in her ears, the increasingly clear and intense cold sensation on her back slowly froze her fear.

"Yeah!"

She screamed in a conditioned reflex, twisting her small body to try to avoid contact between the ice and her skin.

"what are you doing!"

Two tears welled up in Ai Haibara's eyes as she turned back to stare at Qi Ming, her face filled with shame and indignation.

"Report even the slightest bit."

Qi Ming felt very ashamed, so he could only take a screenshot as a sign of respect.

I've gotten another one with a great facial expression.

"...Don't bring up such trivial things in front of me."

Instead of playing your boring pretend game, think about how long it will take to complete your task.

Gin glanced at Ai Haibara casually, then looked away and snorted coldly.

Clearly, Gin showed absolutely no interest in Ai Haibara.

Hearing Gin's words, Ai Haibara felt a little strange.

what happened?

Didn't Gin recognize himself?

Perhaps because her fear had subsided, Ai Haibara then noticed the glasses she was wearing on her nose.

She certainly knew about these glasses.

I used these excellent glasses when Qi Ming and I left the base to look for my sister.

Ai Haibara stared blankly at Qi Ming.

Was he worried about being discovered by Gin and trying to protect himself?

In an instant, Ai Haibara felt her rational and emotional sides begin to battle in her mind again.

Emotional perspective: Yes, he's protecting you!

Rationality: No, he's afraid that if Gin catches you first, he won't get the mission reward!

……

"The mission isn't urgent. We have plenty of time, so a little bit won't make a difference."

Qi Ming replied indifferently.

"Hmph, whatever."

Gin snorted coldly, but then asked again:

Did you do what happened at the police station yesterday?

"Yesterday... oh, you mean that thing? How did you know? Did Bourbon tell you?"

Qi Ming was somewhat puzzled.

Gin picked up another cigarette and said casually, "Don't underestimate the organization's power. We have people in the police department."

"Nothing can escape our eyes if we want to know it."

Don't underestimate the power of an organization.

Qi Ming silently looked down at Ai Haibara and Conan hiding behind his legs.

That power was indeed immense; one of them had defected, and another had been executed by the organization.

Before Qi Ming could think further, Gin inside the car gave another cold laugh, a hint of pleasure in his eyes.

"But you did a good job this time, putting Shuichi Akai on the Public Security Bureau's internal wanted list. We'll be able to see a good dog-eat-dog show in the future."

"Well."

Qi Ming nodded with great interest.

Police and FBI, Americans and Japanese.

This is interesting. Let's start fighting!

"Should I add fuel to the fire? Should I turn it directly from an open-world action-adventure game into a large-scale war game?"

Gin glared at Qi Ming.

If a member of another organization said this, he would think that the other person was exaggerating.

But coming from Qi Ming's mouth, Gin actually believed it to some extent.

This guy might actually be capable of doing it.

"You just mentioned Bourbon. Was he with you yesterday?"

Gin asked, puzzled, recalling what Qi Ming had just said.

"Oh yeah, I went with that kid to help him with his mission, but he was a complete idiot, his marksmanship was terrible."

Thinking about how his stealth attempt yesterday was thwarted by his teammates, Qi Ming couldn't help but click his tongue.

"However, this matter doesn't need to be counted as Mission Three. Yesterday was just a casual match, not exciting enough."

"Hmph, then you can arrange it yourself."

Gin closed the car window, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

Why did Bourbon and Qi Ming go to the police station on a mission?

I have a feeling something's off about this; maybe I should ask Rum when I get back.

"Vodka, drive."

"Big brother, I've already stepped on the gas."

Vodka said, somewhat puzzled.

The engine started up and the tires were rubbing, but the car just wouldn't move.

"Wait, I also have something I haven't finished saying."

Qi Ming's voice came from outside.

He was holding Ai Haibara with one arm, while his other hand was pressed against the roof of the car.

呲味——

The tires were moving like crazy, they were even smoking from the wear.

Conan was completely stunned.

What kind of superhuman strength does this person possess?

Pulling a cart with bare hands? Are you kidding me?

"Is there anything else you haven't said?"

Vodka released the accelerator, while Gin rolled down the window and asked Qi Ming somewhat impatiently.

"We have an important mission now. If something goes wrong, will you take responsibility?"

"I'll take care of it? No problem! Just send me the task on my phone, and I'll get it done in no time," Qi Ming said without hesitation.

Gin was stumped by Qi Ming's words.

It seems that if Qi Ming is in charge, the other party can indeed complete the task.

So what do you want to tell me?

"You haven't answered my question yet."

Qi Ming put down what he was doing and took a few steps forward, lifting Ai Haibara up in front of him.

"You still haven't answered me whether my sister is cute or not."

Gin didn't answer.

Meanwhile, Vodka whispered something to Gin.

"Brother, his condition seems to have worsened."

"..."

It's rare for Ai Haibara to find herself thinking the same way as the organizers.

Perhaps because of the glasses Qi Ming had put on him, Gin and Vodka didn't recognize him at all.

Her fear almost vanished at that moment, replaced by a deep interest in Qi Ming.

Just who is Qi Ming?

During his time in the organization, he had never seen any member dare to speak to Gin in such a tone.

Last time he was invited to speak with the boss, does that mean the boss thinks highly of him?

"If you're stopping me for something so trivial, get out of here before I get angry."

On the other side, upon hearing Qi Ming's words, Gin took a deep breath and said coldly.

"You've already said it's so boring, just say 'hmm' and I'll leave."

Qi Ming, however, paid no attention to Gin's tone and remained relentlessly persistent.

The two remained locked in a stalemate, staring at each other.

It wasn't until quite a while later that Gin glanced at Vodka.

Vodka understood and quickly looked out the window and spoke to Qi Ming.

"So cute, my little sister is so cute."