I, the Buddhist who raises leopards in the Conan world

"The target lives on the top floor of this apartment," he pointed to a high-end apartment in the photo, "The security system is very complete. It takes a bit of time to enter without leaving a trace, so we simplify the process-" Gin stretched out his hand and turned to the second photo, which showed a middle-aged man walking with a Doberman.

"Matsumoto Kentaro, 48 years old, a former member of the Self-Defense Forces, is currently the security director of a military-industrial enterprise!" Gin's voice was low and calm, "He walks his dog on time at 23:30 every night!" Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Then what do you need lightning for? To attack his dog?" This guess made Shen Yuan himself laugh.

Gin ignored Shen Yuan's joke, took out a small syringe filled with colorless liquid from his suitcase, and put the syringe into his windbreaker pocket. "Let your leopard attract the dog's attention later. It only takes two minutes!" Lightning pricked up his ears in the back seat, as if he understood the content of the task, and the tip of his tail swayed gently.

"Um...what effect will this thing of yours have?" Shen Yuan looked at the pocket of Gin's windbreaker.

Gin looked at Shen Yuan, wondering if he was going to say something soft-hearted. Then Shen Yuan said, "Lightning is too conspicuous. I'm afraid you'll leave hidden dangers and cause trouble for me!"

"Heh!" Gin just smiled coldly and said nothing, but this sarcastic smile already revealed the answer.

23:25, the target appeared downstairs of the apartment building at standard time.

Kentaro Matsumoto is a burly man, holding a muscular Doberman and looking around vigilantly.

Shen Yuan whistled, and Lightning immediately walked out gracefully from the shadows.

The Doberman tensed up instantly, but surprisingly, instead of barking, it curiously moved closer and sniffed.

"Is this... a cheetah?" Matsumoto looked at Lightning in surprise, wondering how a cheetah could appear in this place. Looking at Shen Yuan who appeared behind the cheetah, he showed a vigilant look, "Who are you?" Shen Yuan smiled and stepped forward: "Sorry, my pet just broke free from the rope and ran away. I was afraid that he would cause trouble, so I chased him. I hope he didn't scare you?" Matsumoto shook his head, "Your cheetah is pretty good..." At the moment when Matsumoto was distracted, Gin had quietly circled behind him.

The silver-haired killer's figure was like a ghost, and the liquid in his hand accurately pierced Matsumoto's neck.

Just as the Doberman was about to growl in warning, Lightning suddenly pressed its head lightly with his front paws, staring directly at the other with his icy blue eyes.

Miraculously, the large dog calmed down, its tail wagging slightly.

"Well done!" Gin dragged the unconscious Matsumoto into the bushes and quickly took out the access card and mobile phone from him.

Five minutes later, the lights on the top floor of the apartment came on and off.

When Gin appeared on the street again, he had a metal USB flash drive in his hand.

"Let's go!" he said briefly.

"Where are we going next?" Shen Yuan asked.

Gin checked the USB drive and sneered, "Today's work is done..." In the end, the Volvo did not drive towards Beika Town, but turned into an abandoned industrial park in Koto District.

The rusty iron gate opened automatically after electronic recognition, and the tires rolled over the flooded concrete floor and stopped in front of a seemingly abandoned warehouse.

Gin pushed open the car door, and his black windbreaker fluttered slightly in the night breeze.

He walked over to the control panel on the side of the warehouse, pressed his fingerprint, and then leaned over the iris scanner.

"Ding——" The secret door slid open silently, revealing a staircase leading downwards.

"Come in!" Gin said without turning his head.

Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows and patted Lightning's head: "It seems that Mr. Gin has arranged a special event for us tonight!" Lightning could no longer contain his excitement and rushed in, excitedly patrolling the spacious underground space.

This stronghold is much larger than it appears - on the left is a fully equipped shooting range, with everything from standard pistols to Barrett sniper rifles; on the right is a close combat training area, with sandbags, wooden dummies, and even a 3D tactical simulation room with holographic projection.

There are even a few top-of-the-line computers in the corner, with real-time monitoring images flashing on the screens.

Chapter 34 Confrontation

Gin walked to the weapons rack, his bony fingers brushed across the cold guns, and finally took out an HK416 assault rifle.

He removed the magazine neatly and checked it, the gun parts making crisp clanging sounds in his hands.

"Do you know how to use it?" he asked without raising his head, with a hint of nonchalant tentativeness in his voice.

Shen Yuan glanced at him and raised the corner of his lips slightly: "The self-defense class didn't teach this!" Gin finally looked up at him, his cold green eyes like a poisoned blade under the dazzling white light of the training room.

He didn't say anything, but suddenly threw the rifle to Shen Yuan and pointed to the shooting range in the distance.

——This is a blatant temptation.

Shen Yuan took the gun, his finger naturally tightened on the trigger guard, and with his other hand he pulled the bolt to check the rifling, his movements smooth and fluid.

He walked to the shooting position, put on noise-canceling headphones, raised his gun and aimed at the bull's eye 25 meters away.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Three bullets accurately penetrated the bull's eye, and the bullet holes almost overlapped.

Gin stood behind him, his eyes fixed on Shen Yuan's motionless posture - his legs slightly bent, his center of gravity steady, and even his breathing was controlled just right when he pulled the trigger.

This is definitely not a level that can be taught in a "community self-defense class."

"Shen Zhen is extremely talented!" Gin's voice was filled with cold sarcasm, and his eyes narrowed slightly under his silver hair.

Shen Yuan put down his gun and smiled: "I learned this in Syria!" His tone was relaxed, as if he was talking about today's weather, "When the United States violated the wartime treaty and bombed the medical camp, my parents and I happened to be volunteers there!" He paused, "In the end, in order to survive, I had to learn something to save my life!" Gin stared at him for two seconds, suddenly turned and walked to the weapon rack, took down a tactical dagger and threw it to Shen Yuan.

The dagger drew a cold light in the air and was caught steadily by Shen Yuan.

Gin's slender fingers unbuttoned his windbreaker, and the black material slid down like the wings of a night crow.

The windbreaker made a dull "thud" sound when it fell to the ground - the lining of this seemingly ordinary coat contained the weight of at least three pistols, two daggers and several magazines.

The tactical vest was tightly wrapped around his slender waist, and his silver hair shone like iron in the cold white light.

When he drew out the dagger, the muscles of his shoulders and back showed smooth lines under the restraint of the vest, like a snow leopard ready to pounce.

There was a light scar on the collarbone exposed by the neckline, which rose and fell slightly with breathing.

Lightning retreated to the equipment rack and squatted, slapping the ground rhythmically with the tip of his tail.

The ice-blue animal eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, and the figure of Shen Yuan taking off his sports jacket was reflected in the upright pupils.

The arm lines exposed under the short sleeves are clean and neat, not exaggerated blocky muscles, but sharp lines.

Under the light, the fair skin was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and a few old scars appeared a light pearl color.

When he moved his wrist, blue blood vessels were faintly visible on the inside of his forearm.

"Then let's see how good your skills are," Gin said and moved forward.

"Clang——" The moment the two daggers collided, Shen Yuan smelled the unique scent of gunpowder and nicotine mixed on Gin's body.

The silver-haired killer attacked like a streak of black lightning, creating a subtle air current with every swing of his blade.

Once when dodging, Shen Yuan's nose almost brushed against the other person's neck, and he felt the pulse beating at a terrifyingly stable frequency.

Three minutes later—"clang!" The two daggers collided, and sparks flew out.

Shen Yuan's breathing became a little rapid, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Gin's attack was fierce and precise, and every swing of his sword was filled with murderous intent, forcing him to retreat step by step.

After a feint, Gin's blade suddenly turned, and the back of the blade hit Shen Yuan's wrist hard.

Shen Yuan felt pain and the dagger slipped out of his hand, falling to the ground with a clang.

The next second, Gin rushed over and pushed him heavily onto the training mat.

The cold blade was pressed against his throat, and Shen Yuan could feel the metal trembling slightly with Gin's breathing.

The incandescent light in the training room cast a cold glow on Gin's silver hair, but hid his deep eyebrows and eyes in shadows.

Shen Yuan's gaze slid down the other person's taut jawline, finally stopping at the slightly rising Adam's apple.

Shen Yuan could clearly count the shadows cast by the other person's eyelashes, and could even smell the faint smell of gunpowder on Gin, mixed with the cold scent of cedar - like the lingering sound of gunpowder and the cold night.

"Mr. Neighbor, your skills still need to be improved!" Gin's voice was low, with a hint of dangerous joy. His silver hair fell down, and a few strands of hair brushed across Shen Yuan's cheek. The slightly cool touch formed a wonderful contrast with the blade against his throat.

Shen Yuan lay on his back, gasping for breath, his chest heaving violently, beads of sweat sliding down his neck and sinking into his collar.

His eyes were innocent and cunning. He bent his knees deliberately, just brushing against Gin's leg: "Then boss... do you want me to give you personal guidance?" The last word of his voice trembled with a breath.

His voice was a little hoarse due to panting, "In this way, in Tokyo, where murderers may appear at any time, I will feel safer if the boss trains me well!" Gin pressed the blade down slightly, leaving a shallow red mark on Shen Yuan's skin.

His gaze slid from Shen Yuan's Adam's apple to his eyes. His green eyes were deep and cold, yet they held a certain indescribable scrutiny.

The two people's breathing intertwined in silence. The light in the training room cast a layer of cold light on Gin's silver hair, and Shen Yuan's eyelashes cast tiny shadows on his face, like some kind of secret hint.

The dagger suddenly turned over, and Gin lifted Shen Yuan's chin with the back of the knife.

This angle allowed the light to finally shine into his emerald pupils, and Shen Yuan saw the red corners of his own eyes in them.

"Are you afraid of pain?" Gin rolled his thumb over the red mark.

Shen Yuan smiled and grasped his knife-holding wrist, pressing his fingertips on his pulse: "Are you scared... so be gentle, boss?" The crisp sound of metal falling to the ground startled Lightning who was napping in the corner.

Cheetah tilted his head and looked at the two people who suddenly separated - Gin was adjusting his tactical vest with his back to the man, the tips of his ears faintly visible among his silver hair were suspiciously pale pink; Shen Yuan was rubbing his wrist slowly, with a triumphant smile on the corner of his lips.

Gin threw an access card over, his voice a little lower than usual: "Come here for training after 8 o'clock in the evening!" Shen Yuan caught the card, which still had the warmth of the other party's palm on it.

He lowered his head and chuckled, and found that Lightning was using his claws to pick up the abandoned dagger, and his ice-blue eyes were full of "You humans are so troublesome."

The lights in the training room suddenly dimmed, as if drawing an end to the confrontation.

Chapter 35 An unexpected invitation

The morning sun streamed into the living room through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Shen Yuan sat cross-legged on the carpet, the peacock feather in his hand gleaming with iridescent luster in the sun.

The lightning-silver-gray figure leaped along the trajectory of its feathers. When the cheetah stretched its body, its shoulder blades moved under its fur like liquid mercury. When it landed, its paw pads made contact with the solid wood floor with only a slight "click" sound.

The cell phone suddenly rang, and Shen Yuan glanced at the screen - it was Conan.

Lightning took the opportunity to hold down the feathers with his front paws, carefully holding the feather roots with his fangs.

Shen Yuan reached out and rubbed the fur behind its ears. With his other hand, he pressed the answer button. "Hello, Conan-kun?"

"Brother Shen!" The boy's voice, deliberately raised, came from the receiver. The crisp sound of test tubes colliding could be heard in the background. "Dr. Agasa and I were doing an experiment. When we talked about the case of the Todai professor, we found out that the doctor also knew you!" Shen Yuan raised an eyebrow: "Oh?"

"The doctor said that you worked as a temporary assistant for him before, and promised to come visit when you have time!" Conan explained, and asked Shen Yuan, "Brother Shen, are you busy today? If not, you can bring Lightning with you to the doctor's place!" Conan's voice was full of anticipation.

Shen Yuan remembered that this was indeed the case. He had not visited Dr. Agasa before because he wanted to avoid the troublesome protagonists. But now he and Conan got along well, so he no longer had the idea of ​​avoiding these people and agreed.

After hanging up the phone, he walked into the kitchen and took out the glutinous rice and lotus root segments that had been soaked in advance from the refrigerator. The amber osmanthus honey was shaking slightly in the glass jar, and the ingredients for making coconut milk red bean cake were neatly arranged on the island.

I started making two Chinese desserts - sweet osmanthus lotus root and coconut milk red bean cake, as gifts for the visit.

With a "click", Shen Yuan lit the gas stove, and the blue flames licked the bottom of the steamer.

When he put the lotus root segments into the steamer, Lightning squatted beside the cooking table without him noticing, his nose gently following the sweet fragrance.

"No!" Shen Yuan pointed at its wet nose with his finger dipped in glutinous rice. "This is a gift for children. It's sweet. You can't eat it!" Two hours later, Shen Yuan's snack was ready. The cut surface of the sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root showed perfect honeycomb-shaped holes, and the coconut milk red bean cake trembled under the plastic wrap.

He packed the dessert and put a leash on Lightning, "I'm taking you out to meet new friends today, so don't scare them!" Lightning's collar had been replaced with the pure gold collar that Shen Yuan had promised.

When the Volvo drove into Beika Town, Lightning put his front paws on the car window, and his breath misted the glass.

Shen Yuan turned the steering wheel with one hand and rubbed Cheetah's head with the other hand: "Be good later!" - When the doorbell rang, Huihara Ai was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine.

The doctor went to open the door with a teacup in his hand. The moment the door opened, Haibara Ai's pupils suddenly shrank - a faint sense of danger came over.

That's the smell of...organization.

Her fingers unconsciously clenched the magazine, her back straightened, and her breathing almost stopped.

It wasn't until a silver-gray cheetah poked its head out from behind Shen Yuan, its ice-blue eyes looking at her curiously, that Huihara Ai suddenly came back to her senses.

It’s not the smell of an organization, it’s the smell of a beast... "Ah... yes, it’s a beast..." Haibara Ai was slow to react and her face began to turn pale.

Dr. Agasa was also stunned, and the teacup in his hand almost fell to the ground: "Mr. Shen, what is this...?" Lightning had already walked towards Haibara Ai with elegant steps, sniffed at her feet, then tilted his head to look at her, shaking his tail gently.

Haibara Ai froze in place, not daring to move.

Shen Yuan smiled and handed the dessert box to the doctor: "Dr. Agasa, this is the 'big cat' I mentioned before, but don't worry, his name is Lightning, he is very well-behaved and will not attack people!" Dr. Agasa: "..." You didn't say that the 'big cat' you raised is this kind of cat! At this time, Shen Yuan's eyes swept over Huiyuan Ai inconspicuously. He did not miss Huiyuan Ai's reaction just now, and he understood in his heart - as expected, the function of this so-called organizational personnel exploration radar worked.

It seems that she stayed with Gin for too long yesterday, and the remaining scent on her body was keenly captured by Haibara Ai.

"I have to be careful next time!" He made a silent note in his heart and decided to try to avoid meeting Haibara Ai again after meeting Gin. He brought lightning today and had an explanation, but if he did it again next time, this sensitive girl would be suspicious.

Conan rushed over excitedly and hugged Lightning's neck: "Haibara, don't be afraid! Lightning is very well behaved and won't hurt anyone!" Lightning lowered his head cooperatively, allowing Conan to rub his ears, and even made a comfortable purring sound.

Haibara Ai's tense nerves relaxed slightly, but she was still on guard.

She stared at Shen Yuan, trying to find a flaw in his face, but found that he looked normal and even smiled at her gently.

"Could it be... that I'm too sensitive?" she wondered to herself.

Shen Yuan changed the subject at the right time: "By the way, Doctor, I promised to cook Chinese food before. Today is a good opportunity. Why don't I cook?" Dr. Agasa's eyes lit up: "Really? That's great!" Huihara Ai watched Shen Yuan walk towards the kitchen naturally, frowning slightly.

Lightning seemed to sense her doubts and suddenly leaned closer, touching the back of her hand with his wet nose.

Haibara Ai was stunned, and when she met those clear ice-blue eyes, she inexplicably... felt a little more at ease.

In the kitchen, Dr. Agasa was helping Shen Yuan. After a while, a rich aroma wafted from the kitchen, and four dishes and two soups were neatly placed on the table: sweet and sour spareribs with an amber luster, steamed sea bass sprinkled with emerald green onion shreds, mapo tofu with tempting red oil, and garlic broccoli with crisp green color.

Corn and pork ribs soup was bubbling in the casserole on the stove, and another pot of tomato and beef brisket soup was simmering on low heat.

"That's amazing!" Dr. Agasa wiped the sweat from his forehead and watched Shen Yuan neatly plate the last dish. "Mr. Shen's cooking skills are so good that he can open a restaurant!" Shen Yuan smiled and untied his apron. "This is a life skill for living alone. The doctor is also very professional in helping me. He controls the heat just right!" When the two returned to the living room, Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly at the scene in front of him - Haibara Ai was carefully stroking Lightning's back fur, and Conan was smiling proudly beside him.