I started with Demon Slayer, and after drawing the strongest character, I'm invincible!

"Heh!" A soft laugh echoed in the empty room, strangely unsettling.

"After all these years, I've finally found you... Teacher~"

After Gin and the others left, a figure appeared behind Karasuma Renya. The person was hidden in the shadows and could not see his face, making him seem very mysterious.

Meanwhile, Karasuma Renya, the boss of the Black Organization, was like a puppet, completely unresponsive, his eyes glazed over, and he had long lost the authority he once had in front of Gin and the others.

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Buzz~buzz~buzz~

Upon seeing the caller ID, Vodka quickly found a quiet room to answer the phone.

"Hey, brother..."

"Vodka, keep a close eye on Bourbon lately, don't let those two brats get close to him." Gin's cold voice made Vodka's heart skip a beat.

"Uh... Big brother, well, I'm not in Beika Town right now... As for Bourbon's situation... I might not be able to keep an eye on him for the time being..."

Vodka said nervously that it would be easy to keep Gojo Satoru and the others away from Bourbon.

Because they're not in Beika Town at the moment, but another task is proving a bit tricky...

"What's going on?" Gin's voice grew even colder upon hearing Vodka's words. Why hadn't he received a report from Gojo Satoru about his trip?

"Young Master Gojo and the others have been invited to board the Suzuki Group's spaceship, and we are currently en route to Osaka."

Vodka didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. They had just set off when Gin called, and he didn't even have time to inform him of his itinerary.

He didn't actually want to come; there were cops on the spaceship. But his two little devils at home insisted on coming, and he, being of little influence, couldn't stop them.

Gin: "...Alright, keep an eye on the two of them. You don't need to worry about Bourbon."

After hanging up the phone, he fell into thought, his fingers unconsciously tapping the steering wheel. He thought it was good that Gojo Satoru and the others weren't in Tokyo, as it would make things easier for him.

Bourbon knows too much; he has to…

Gin's gaze gradually deepened. On the passenger seat next to him was a photograph of a white-haired young man smiling brightly.

"Satoru, Conan and the others said they're going to see the Jewels. Do you want to go?"

Xia Youjie shook his head as he looked at Gojo Satoru surrounded by desserts; Satoru probably wasn't going.

"Woohoo~" Gojo Satoru scooped up a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes squinting happily.

"Um... I'm not going... Jay, if you want to go, you can go with Conan and the others."

He's seen all kinds of gems; it's impossible for him to abandon the little cake to look at gems. Gems are nowhere near as delicious as little cakes.

"Okay then, I'll go now and come back to find you later."

Xia Youjie saw that Wujiao Wu was unwilling to go and did not force him, but went to find Conan and the others by himself.

He wasn't interested in jewels, but he was very interested in Conan as a person.

During this time, he witnessed many crimes while working alongside Conan. The criminals' motives were varied and all sorts of, which greatly shocked him.

It's true that Satoru was right when he said Conan was a walking death god; wherever he appeared, a case would occur, just like the arrival of death.

Conan: "..." Slander! This is blatant slander! He's not some walking Grim Reaper!

He accepted the invitation to come and see what kind of trouble Conan would encounter this time. He thought it would be quite interesting to be a spectator in the front row.

On the observation deck of the spaceship Bell Shirley II, crowds gathered around the gem display case to admire the ring set with the precious gemstone "Lady of the Sky".

"Ah, Xia You, you're here. Where's Wu Tiao?"

Conan spotted Xia Youjie and quickly walked towards him, but for some reason didn't see Wujiao Wuji.

“The pastry chef on the spaceship is very skilled, so… you know.” Xia Youjie shrugged and said with a helpless expression.

"Okay, I understand," Conan said with a knowing look.

As everyone knows, Gojo Satoru's greatest love is sweets, so he probably can't resist them right now.

This isn't the first time something like this has happened; everyone's used to it.

"By the way, do you know anything about that Phantom Thief Kid?"

Xia Youjie heard that the owner of the spaceship, Suzuki Jirokichi, had challenged Kaito Kid, inviting him to steal the "Lady of the Sky".

He had never met Kaito Kid, but he had heard that Kid had never failed to steal a jewel, but would always return it afterwards. His behavior was truly unpredictable.

"Uh... I... I don't know, I don't know Kid." Conan stammered.

"Really?" Xia Youjie looked at Conan suspiciously, not quite believing what he said.

"Of course, how could a little kid like me know Kid?" Conan, unaware that his identity had been exposed, said innocently.

"Ah! Wait..." came shouts from the gem display case, and gasps of surprise occasionally escaped from the crowd.

"Wow! Uncle Suzuki and the others seem to be testing the mechanism to protect the display case. Let's go take a look."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Conan quickly changed the subject and pulled Xia Youjie into the crowd.

Xia Youjie looked at Conan's exaggerated acting with a half-smile. This kid definitely knows Kaito Kid.

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When Gojo Satoru's gaze swept over the band-aid on the waiter's arm, he paused in his hand movements. Huh? Shinichi Love? This looks like Ran Mouri's band-aid.

He stared at the waiter's retreating figure, lost in thought. From the corners of his mind, he dredged up a vague memory: this guy seemed to be Kaito Kid.

However, he quickly put the matter out of his mind; who Kaito Kid was had nothing to do with him.

Wow, he happily scooped up a bite of cake and stuffed it into his mouth. The little cake was so delicious.

When Xia Youjie brought Conan to find Wujiao Wu, his eyes twitched when he saw the stack of empty discs on the table. Just seeing those empty discs made his teeth ache.

"Wutiao...you...you should really control your intake of sweets."

Conan looked hesitant, though he knew that Gojo Satoru's body was fine, the scene before him was really too exaggerated.

Gojo Satoru pretended not to hear Conan's words, buried his head in his food, and muttered to himself, "I won't listen to this bastard's rambling."

Conan stared blankly at Gojo Satoru, who was pretending to be stupid. Did he even remember that he used to be an adult?

Gojo Satoru: ~\(≧▽≦)/~ What are you talking about? He's still a baby.

Conan: "..." Baby? I really believed your nonsense.

"Wu Tiao, stop eating. If you don't want to see the gems, go see the scenery instead."

Conan earnestly advised, "Gojo Satoru has been holed up in the restaurant since he boarded the ship. Did he come here just to eat dessert?"

He then winked at Xia Youjie, signaling him to also persuade Wutiao Wu.

Xia Youjie understood Conan's meaning, smiled helplessly, and said, "Wu, come for a walk with me."

Conan looked at Xia Youjie speechlessly. What difference did it make whether he said anything or not? Gojo Satoru was not going to listen to him.

But the words that rang out the next moment made him retract his thought; Wu Tiao Wu really listened to what Xia Youjie said.

"Let's go, what are you waiting for?"

Gojo Satoru had arrived at the restaurant entrance at some point, looking at Conan with an impatient expression, while Natsumi Yujie stood beside him with a smile.

"coming."

Conan stared at Gojo Satoru with deadpan eyes, realizing that all his words were worth less than a single sentence from Natsumi Yuuki.