Conan: I'm Really Not the Manipulator

Mr. Kotomine heard his wife sigh, "Are you tired? Do you want me to give you a massage?"

"I'm not tired, I'm just thinking...the relationship between the two of them has always been so good since they were young."

Mrs. Kotomine said with a feeling of half heartache and half relief.

Although they are twin sisters, their physical fitness is very different.

The elder sister Qina has always been in poor health and will cough non-stop when she smells smoke; the younger sister Qiaona is completely the opposite, her physique is better than that of ordinary people. Just like today, she chased a thief for half an hour in high heels and forced the thief to abandon his bag and run away.

They thought that such a huge gap would cause conflicts between the two sisters, but they didn't expect that the reality was completely the opposite -

The frail elder sister was not jealous of her younger sister. She was even the one who loved her younger sister the most in the family. The younger sister never despised her elder sister's fragility. When she saw her elder sister being bullied at school, she would pick up something and hit the other person until she cried and went to her parents.

"It's a good thing to have a good relationship. When we get old, the sisters can take care of each other."

Mr. Kotomine smiled. He opened the shopping bag and took out the massage pillow his daughter had given him. His smile was filled with happiness. "It's a really good thing. My daughter is so filial. I want to lie down and try it now."

"Try again before going to bed tonight. Now watch the game carefully. Haven't you been looking forward to this game for a long time?" Mrs. Kotomine looked at the empty beer bottle on the table: "I'll get you another beer."

She was about to get up when her eyes suddenly caught sight of the curtains and she saw a dark shadow flash across them.

"What's wrong?" Mr. Kotomine noticed his wife's expression.

Mrs. Yanfeng walked carefully to the window, gently pushed aside the curtains and looked out, only to see a black thing jumping down from the wall and the figure quickly disappeared.

"Nothing." She relaxed. "Maybe just some stray cats and dogs from the neighborhood."

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On the second floor of Kotomine's house, Kotomine China opened her sister's bedroom with something in her hand.

"You are playing with your phone."

There was no light on in the room. Kotomine Joanna was sleeping on the bed, with her red head sticking out. She was holding a cell phone, and the screen cast a small patch of light on her face.

"If I hadn't told her I was tired and wanted to rest early, my mother would definitely still be scolding me."

Kotomine Jonah reached out and turned on the light on the bedside table.

Warm orange lights lit up the room, illuminating their strikingly similar faces.

"You are indeed too bold today."

Kotomine China walked over to her sister. She was always good-tempered, but at this moment she couldn't help but say to her: "What if the thief has a knife and hurts you? If you encounter such a thing, you should call the police immediately. They will help you deal with it."

By the time the police arrived, the thief had already disappeared, and they would not continue to investigate for such a small matter...

Kotomine Jonah huddled in her blanket, muttering to herself.

However, she did not say this because she knew her sister would be unhappy if she heard it.

A few years ago, Kotomine China was kidnapped and was rescued by several police academy students who passed by. She was very grateful to them and has since had great, even blind, trust in the abilities of the Japanese police.

On the contrary, Feng Qiao Na became a reporter after graduating from college and had more dealings with the police than her sister. She had seen many scoundrels and trash who were not worthy of the Sakura badge, and she remained neutral - she would not curse without thinking, nor would she defend blindly.

"Don't talk about this. What gift did you buy me today?"

Kotomine Joanna quietly shrank her feet under the quilt, trying to change the subject.

As a result, her actions were noticed by her sister, who put a hand into the quilt and touched her leg directly.

"Sister, sister! - Don't touch me, I'm ticklish!!" Kotomine Joanna retracted her legs and begged for mercy.

"Then stretch it out for me to see." Kotomine China took back her hand. "You ran so much this afternoon in high heels. Do your feet still hurt?"

Kotomine Joanna stretched out her leg and shook it: "It doesn't hurt. I've already put a Band-Aid on it."

Seeing that there were indeed Band-Aids on the back of her sister's feet and her toes were a little red and swollen, but overall there looked to be nothing serious, Kotomine China heaved a sigh of relief.

She opened the shopping bag and took out a gift for her sister.

The palm-sized white gift box contained a necklace when opened. A pearl hung under the slender silver chain, and its tender whiteness shone brightly.

"This is Mikimoto's pearl necklace." Kotomine China smiled, "I saw you staring at it for a long time when I passed by the window last time I was shopping. It just so happens that my monthly manuscript fee has arrived, so I bought it for you."

"Sister, you are so nice!!"

Kotomine Joanna's eyes lit up instantly. She did a sit-up on the bed, then rushed over and hugged her sister tightly.

Kotomine Qina was afraid that she would hit her feet, so she quickly supported her.

The sisters hugged each other quietly. Under the warm light, their almost identical faces were pressed intimately against each other.

Kotomine Joanna lowered her head. She felt her sister tidying up her messy hair, again and again. The gentle touch made her close her eyes.

"...Can we stay together like this forever, sister?" she asked in a low voice.

"Of course." Kotomine China smiled, "We are sisters."

They are not only sisters, but also twins.

Born together, grew up together, and cannot do without each other in every aspect of life. They are the half of your body that no one can replace.

Kotomine Joanna nudged her neck and said in a muffled voice, "It's the same even if you have a boyfriend. You can't leave me behind."

"Yes, yes." The elder sister smiled and touched her younger sister's head, hugging her more tenderly.

"No matter what happens, I won't abandon you."

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After coaxing her clingy sister, Kotomine China returned to her bedroom.

This used to be the bedroom they shared as sisters, until they were admitted to different universities and slept separately. It took them both a long time to get used to it.

There are various Kamen Rider figurines on the desk and cabinet, many of which are out-of-print treasures, and there is also a framed signed colored paper hanging on the wall.

These were all collected by her sister and given to her.

Kotomine China sat down at the desk and was about to turn on the computer when she suddenly found a note under the keyboard.

[Rest early! Don’t draw anymore today! ]

The last part was a little person with his hands on his hips and an angry expression. She knew at first glance that it was drawn by her sister. After all, they were twins and they both had good artistic talents.

Kotomine China is a cartoonist, but due to her poor health, she can only serialize on a monthly or quarterly basis and cannot handle the high-intensity weekly publications.

She looked at the note and smiled, but still turned on the computer.

As soon as the computer is turned on, she is automatically logged into the chat room. She has currently only joined one group chat, where her online name is "Colombo's Kamen Rider".

She had just finished revising a single volume to be published not long ago. What she is drawing now is not commercial work to be published in comic magazines, but content that she draws out of love.

——She turned her favorite story from Kyoko into a comic book.

In the black and white cartoon, the girl who volunteered to act as bait to lure out the criminal stood there motionless, looking at the speeding car. The policeman next to her rushed towards her with an anxious look on his face...

The policeman's face was painted by her based on her boyfriend, Bai Jiu Jiuyue.

Kotomine China looked at her work with love in her eyes.

Maybe the more people lack something, the more they will pursue it.

She has a weak constitution and has needed help and protection from others since she was a child. Therefore, she particularly admires heroes who can take the initiative to protect others, such as Kamen Rider and... the police.

Even though her sister didn't like Bai Jiu very much and said that he was narrow-minded and had a bad character for flirting with high school girls, she still liked him. This was the only time she didn't listen to her sister.

Because he saved her, he is her hero.

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Under the waning moon, a brown-furred wolf jumped down from the second floor of Kotomine's house. He walked through the shadows and onto the deserted street.

The moonlight shone on it, and the black shadow cast on the wall gradually lengthened and grew larger, eventually turning into the appearance of a man, walking slowly forward.

Aoyagi Binguang looked at his hand that had turned back into human form, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and dialed a familiar number.

"What's the matter?" The other party answered immediately.

"Apart from Bourbon, are there any other men under Rum in the harbor?"

Chapter 87 Unscrupulous Organization Exploits Undercover Agents

Inside the black Porsche, Gin sat up straight instantly when he heard this question.

His movements were quite large, and Vodka, who was driving, glanced at him secretly but didn't dare to say anything.

Gin frowned: "Why are you asking this?"

"For the mission, of course."

On the other end of the phone, Aoyagi Hikari, who called Gin again after two weeks, did not use a voice changer, but communicated with Gin in his original voice.

This answer was as good as saying nothing, but Gin, who always hated the Riddler, did not get angry.

He knew Aoyagi Binguang's identity very well. There were some things that even he couldn't know. He just reminded him, "You can't deal with other members without the permission of that gentleman... Especially since your situation is special, doing so will only bring you trouble."

Just after saying this, Gin paused.

...Not necessarily.

Aoyagi Akimichi and Goldwasser have a bad relationship, but they are father and son after all. If he deliberately killed Rum's people, Rum would definitely be more disgusted with Goldwasser after knowing it.

That gentleman does not like members fighting among themselves at will, but he does not like the good relationship between members of high status even more. It is beneficial to his position if the second-in-command and third-in-command of the organization secretly tear each other apart and consume each other.

"you think too much."

Aoyagi Binguang knew that Gin had strayed from his thoughts, so he interrupted him helplessly, "I just want to know who they are, and I won't do anything excessive to them."

Gin listened carefully to Aoyagi Binkou's tone and made sure that he was not trying to bluff him.

"Some things need to be confirmed. I'll email it to you later."

After providing this extra help, Gin, the coldest killer in the organization, said in a cold tone:

"Hurry up and complete the task, you don't have much time left."

"There are still two months left, no rush."

Aoyagi Binkou spoke in a light tone and smiled, as if he didn't care at all that this was the countdown to his life.

"Thanks, Gin. Good night."

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