Being in Detective Conan, being officially part of the organization is just too awesome!

Ferris wheel

The boy, Ayumi, pressed her face against the glass, looking at the scenery outside the window, exclaiming in surprise.

Ai Haibara yawned boredly, occasionally stealing glances at Tequila and Cohen.

Cohen sat quietly, just like always, except that there was a hint of emotion in his eyes.

Conan and Tequila chatted casually, seemingly the most normal of the two.

"Uncle Long, what made you decide to ride the Ferris wheel today?"

Conan looked at the tequila and asked with a feigned innocence.

He now seriously suspects that this black-clad organization all like to come to amusement parks.

The last time I saw Gin and vodka was at the amusement park.

Could it be because their boss likes amusement parks that they come here all the time?

Tequila chuckled and patted Cohen on the shoulder.

"You'll have to ask this uncle."

"Eh?"

Conan looked at Korn.

From the moment he met this man, he felt that he was quite strange.

He had a seemingly cold yet somewhat dazed appearance.

Could he be the son of the organization's leader?

Otherwise, Conan simply couldn't imagine what abilities this uncle possessed to join a criminal organization.

Because he's an idiot?

"Uncle, do you like riding Ferris wheels as much as we do?"

Conan then turned his gun around and, using the child's body, recklessly probed further.

Cohen ignored him.

Conan felt somewhat helpless.

If only all the members of that black-clad organization were like Uncle Long.

It won't be long before he finds out all the organization's intelligence.

Otherwise, they would all end up like this uncle, unable to utter a single word for half a day. He probably wouldn't be able to summarize a single piece of information even after a whole day.

A moment later

"Because,"

Cohen spoke slowly, his voice low and deep.

"The Ferris wheel is great."

"Forehead......"

Conan was speechless.

What's the difference between saying that and not saying anything at all?

At this moment, the three little ones who had been peering through the glass ran back and gathered around Cohen, asking him a series of questions one after another.

"Uncle, you actually like riding Ferris wheels too?"

"Uncle, what's your name? We don't even know your name yet!"

"Uncle, if you also like riding Ferris wheels, can we invite you along next time we go out to play...?"

......

The children gathered around, chattering away.

A warm feeling unconsciously rose in the agave's heart.

Indeed, children are the cutest.

"No, that won't work."

Tequila chuckled, then ruffled Ayumi's hair and pinched Genta's chubby cheeks.

"This uncle is usually very busy; we only have time to come out on our days off..."

"can."

Cohen spoke up again at this point.

"My name is Cohen."

He finished speaking those two sentences in a daze, and then fell silent again.

The three children cheered and jumped for joy upon receiving his answer.

Another adult to play with them!

Happy!

Conan, standing to the side, couldn't help but rub his ears, wondering if he hadn't heard clearly.

Seriously? This guy actually agreed and even told them his name.

Are you really that easy to talk to?

Ai Haibara, who had been keeping an eye on things from time to time, also hesitated.

Am I feeling wrong?

Are these two middle-aged men actually good people?

They didn't seem like menacing figures at all!

At least......

Ai Haibara recalls that blond man in black who is like a nightmare.

At least, these two uncles were much more approachable than that man...

"Hey, Cohen..."

Tequila nudged Cohen, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping herself.

You little brat, you just blurted out the code name like that?

Aren't you afraid of being overheard by someone with ulterior motives?

Cohen didn't react, staring blankly out the window.

After thinking about it again, Tequila decided it didn't really matter.

Anyway, there are only a few of them here, what bad intentions could a child possibly have?

Besides, what's wrong with knowing the code name?

You see, everyone knows Gin's codenames: FBI, CIA, Japanese Public Security, MI6. But has anyone ever caught him?

At this moment, Conan finally realized what was happening.

Cohen?!

Another liquor name. Doesn't this mean that this Iron is a member of the Black Organization?

He now knows four code names.

They are the gin that knocked him unconscious, the vodka in the deal, the sherry that had spoken to Uncle Long on the phone, and the seemingly dim-witted Cohen in front of him.

that is......

Conan was somewhat speechless.

He knew all the other code names, even the code name of Sherry, whom he had never met, but he didn't know Uncle Long's code name.

They even keep in touch with Uncle Long from time to time...

While Conan was lost in thought, the three little ones had already started interacting with Korn.

"Uncle Cohen, you say Ferris wheels are great, but what's so great about them?"

"The Ferris wheel slowly rose, then slowly descended,"

Perhaps because of the Ferris wheel, Cohen, just like when he accompanied Lin Jiayou before, didn't memorize his lines this time. Instead, he spoke slowly and in a low voice.

"We gradually leave the ground, farther and farther away, and the higher we go, the more we feel the vastness of the universe and how insignificant we are..."

"Then, as it slowly descended, getting closer and closer to the ground, I realized that it wasn't me standing in that spot after all..."

The three children couldn't understand Cohen's words at all.

They didn't understand why going up and coming down was completely different. The scenery was beautiful, and the feeling of being high up was great—that was enough.

They couldn't understand, but Ai Haibara felt a bit of empathy for her.

Back then, she was a child star who was famous all over the United States. She thought she was already someone important, but she was still repeatedly manipulated by her agency, who made her go wherever they wanted.

However, the chairman of the brokerage firm, whom she regarded as a god, dared not utter a single word in front of that man.

They made her give up her countless fans in the United States and come to Japan, all for a woman who didn't know where she was going?

Perhaps she should accept her fate and obediently become bait.

But, hehe...

Glug-glug-glug-glug

In the space that had fallen silent because of Cohen's words, a gurgling sound rang out.

Following the sound, everyone looked at a certain person.

It wasn't Prime Minister Genta, but the little girl Ayumi.

"Ayumi is hungry."

Ayumi blushed slightly, lowered her head, and pouted as she muttered something.

Tequila scratched his head. He hadn't brought anything with him. What should he do?

He could only pinch Ayumi's cheek and comfort her.

"Ayumi, stay strong! The Ferris wheel is about to land..."

"Ah."

Ayumi nodded, but she didn't seem as lively and happy as before.

At that moment, Cohen took three lollipops out of his pocket and held them out in front of Ayumi.

"I have some candy here."