I, the Buddhist who raises leopards in the Conan world

Shen Yuan touched his abdomen. The wound had just scabbed over. If he fought back, the wound might burst open.

Just when the dagger was only half a meter away from Shen Yuan, a figure flashed between the two of them.

"Hah!" Xiaolan lowered her waist and stood up immediately. She accurately grabbed Yamamoto Miyoko's wrist with her right hand and supported her elbow with her left hand.

At the moment when the dagger was about to stab, Xiaolan's body turned lightly like willow catkins, and with the help of the opponent's forward force, she performed a beautiful Aikido joint lock technique - Yamamoto Miyoko's arm was twisted into an unnatural angle, and the whole person drew a semicircle in the air, and her back hit the ground heavily.

"Bang!" The dagger flew out of his hand and slid a long distance on the floor.

Yamamoto Miyoko was lying on the ground, the madness in her eyes suddenly faded away, replaced by confusion and pain, as if the strange power just now was instantly withdrawn.

Shen Yuan looked at this scene thoughtfully. In the last shooting incident, the robbers seemed to have no sense of pain and continued to shoot him. As a result, Conan's anesthetic needle made one person fall down. Now Xiaolan did the same thing, and he could make the intruder lose resistance in one go.

He didn't think that Officer Sato would be so weak that he could let Yamamoto Miyoko break free so easily. It must be "that thing" that was causing trouble and had just increased Yamamoto Miyoko's strength.

But that power is ineffective against Xiaolan.

So the key lies with the "protagonist"? "Mr. Shen, are you okay?" Xiaolan's concerned voice brought him back to reality.

The girl's hair on her forehead trembled slightly because of the previous action, and her eyes were full of worry.

Shen Yuan smiled and shook his head: "Thanks to Miss Xiaolan's timely action, I have no problem!" He raised his thumb and made a great gesture: "You are worthy of being the champion of the Kanto Karate Tournament!" Inspector General Megure breathed a sigh of relief, and the cold sweat on his forehead slowly subsided. He was secretly glad that Shen Yuan did not get into trouble again in Japan - God knows how much he didn't want to face the questioning of officials from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Embassy of China.

"Take her away!" Inspector Megure waved his hand tiredly, and the police officers immediately stepped forward and handcuffed Yamamoto Miyoko.

This time, she did not resist, but just muttered to herself in despair: "It's been thirty years... It's been thirty years..." Yamamoto Miyoko's despairing muttering gradually faded away, and the metal collision sound of handcuffs echoed in the corridor.

Conan quietly turned off the voice changer and breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned to look at Yuanzi and found that the young lady was blinking blankly.

"Huh? What happened?" Sonoko rubbed the back of her neck. "Why are the police calling it a day? The case... has been solved?" Conan immediately put on an innocent expression and trotted over. "Sonoko, you were so amazing just now!" He gestured exaggeratedly, "...just like that... we locked onto the murderer in one go, and the lady confessed right away!"

"Ah? Is that so?" Sonoko tilted her head and tried hard to recall but couldn't remember anything.

But this did not prevent her from immediately putting her hands on her hips, looking up and laughing, "Ahahaha! Of course! I am the Queen of Reasoning, Sonoko-sama! This little case can't stump me at all!" Conan stood aside, with three black lines sliding down his forehead, and he was complaining wildly in his heart: This guy and Uncle Maori are simply cast in the same mold... He shines brightly with a little sunshine... He is too confident.

Everyone walked slowly along the hospital corridor towards Shen Yuan's ward. The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window onto the white tile floor.

"It was so thrilling just now," Xiaolan patted her chest with lingering fear, "I didn't expect Mrs. Yamamoto would suddenly pull out a dagger and rush over..." Sonoko took Xiaolan's arm and shook her head: "Brother Shen Yuan, in the words of the flower growers, have you been unlucky recently? Why are you always being targeted? Do you want to go to Sensoji Temple to ask for an amulet? I remember there is a particularly effective one there..." Conan walked beside Shen Yuan with his hands in his pockets, raised his face and showed a mischievous smile: "If you ask me, Brother Shen is too easy to attract hatred.

Didn't the murderer want to frame you for the professor's murder before?" Shen Yuan chuckled and rubbed Conan's head: "I think all these 'bad luck' started after I met you!" He deliberately lowered his voice, "Conan-kun, the past six months since I met you have been more 'wonderful' than the past twenty years of my life.

Tell me, shouldn't you go to the shrine and pay your respects?"

"Hey, hey..." Conan pushed his glasses and rolled his eyes up, "That's not bad luck, it's the case calling the detective!" Sonoko suddenly came over and put her hand on Conan's head: "That's right! This little brat encounters cases wherever he goes! He's the source of 'bad luck'," she rubbed Conan's hair hard, "I should take you to exorcise the evil spirits next time!"

"Sister Sonoko! My hair!" Conan struggled to protest, causing Xiaolan to cover her mouth and chuckle.

The setting sun stretched their shadows very long, interweaving them in the corridor. As they turned the corner, the laughter of the crowd gradually faded away.

Chapter 79: Receiving the wind and washing away the dust

"Brother Shen Yuan! We are here to pick you up from the hospital!" Yuanzi's voice rushed into the room before anyone else, and when she came in, the two sunflowers on her headband swayed with her movements.

Following behind was Ran Mouri, holding a paper bag, and Conan, holding a bunch of sunflowers, which almost covered his small body.

"Thank you for coming here specially!" Shen Yuan took the bouquet and paused as his fingertips brushed across the petals. He remembered the bouquet of roses that had been inexplicably thrown away and sighed.

Yuanzi sat on the newly made hospital bed and began to complain, "What a pity! Brother Shen Yuan, you were discharged today and just missed our school festival yesterday!" She waved her arms exaggeratedly, "You didn't even see Xiaolan's shining princess dress, and the wonderful scene yesterday-"

"Yesterday?" Shen Yuan paused as he was packing the boxes.

Sonoko had clearly vowed that he would be able to see the campus the day after he was discharged from the hospital, but today... "Yeah," Sonoko turned around and shook Xiaolan's arm, "Xiaolan, show Brother Shen Yuan the photos in your phone!" Xiaolan blushed and took out her phone. The screen showed her wearing a crystal crown and a light blue dress.

There was a blurry silhouette in the corner of the photo, with messy black hair and a familiar outline.

Shen Yuan looked puzzled and asked, "The role of a knight doesn't seem very suitable for Miss Sonoko. Didn't you say before that you wanted to play a knight?" Lightning was lying beside his suitcase, watching him pack his luggage, his silver-gray tail slapping the ground rhythmically.

"It wasn't me who played the knight yesterday~" Sonoko blinked, "I gave it to someone!" Shen Yuan showed a curious expression: "Ms. Sonoko gave up the role willingly. Let me guess, is it that Kudo Shinichi classmate you all have been talking about who has returned?" Sonoko nodded, "Yes, yes, it was that guy who suddenly appeared. For Xiaolan's happiness, I had to reluctantly give up my prince role!" Xiaolan's face flushed instantly, "Sonoko! Don't talk nonsense..."

"Are you embarrassed, Xiaolan? That narcissist should be embarrassed! He left your beautiful girlfriend here and went to investigate the case by himself," she turned to Shen Yuan and said indignantly, "If I hadn't sacrificed myself to help Xiaolan block those peach blossoms, Xiaolan would have been snatched away by someone long ago!" Conan stood aside, his eyes behind the lenses turned into the classic crescent shape.

She complained in her heart, "It's you who gets obsessed with handsome guys every time you see them, scaring off all the other suitors, okay?" "That guy left too quickly," Sonoko continued, "otherwise, he should know that Xiaolan has such an outstanding friend like Shen Yuan-ge. See if he dares to be so narcissistic and think that Xiaolan will always wait for him!" "I already know this guy, okay... and that's called confidence!" Conan's mouth twitched slightly.

Shen Yuan showed a regretful expression: "Yes, it's a pity that I always miss meeting this Kudo classmate!" His eyes inadvertently swept over Conan, "Is this why He made me miss the school festival?" Shen Yuan sneered in his heart, "Are you afraid that I will disrupt it again and let people discover Conan's abnormality?" At this moment, the door of the ward was gently pushed open.

Toru Amuro walked in carrying a fruit basket. His golden hair was still a little wet, as if he had just rushed in.

"Sorry, I'm late!" He looked around the ward which was almost cleaned up, "It seems that Mr. Shen has almost finished cleaning up!" Shen Yuan looked at him meaningfully, "Long time no see, Mr. Amuro has been very busy recently!" Shen Yuan actually wanted to test how Amuro Toru would feel about not seeing him for two days and then being discharged from the hospital, and whether he would find that the timing was wrong.

"I'm really sorry," Amuro smiled apologetically, "I do have a lot of work lately!" His purple-gray eyes flickered slightly, but in his heart he was secretly cursing a man in black who suddenly gave him additional tasks.

Shen Yuan understood, and Amuro Toru didn't think the time was unusual.

Xiaolan was a little confused: "But Mr. Amuro hasn't appeared in Poirot recently!"

"It's another part-time job!" Amuro Toru explained gently.

Xiaolan suddenly remembered that she had seen a photo of Toru Amuro as the top star in a place before, and she couldn't help but look away in embarrassment.

"Is everything packed?" Toru Amuro helped to check the ward one last time, and then the group dragged their luggage to check out of the hospital.

Shen Yuan looked at the bill that said he was hospitalized for 20 days, but the actual hospital stay was only four days... Several people came to the parking lot. Xiaolan and Conan took the Sonoko family's car, while Shen Yuan took the Amuro Toru's car. Cheetah had already jumped onto the back seat of the Mazda impatiently, and was about to scratch the leather seat with his claws when he was stopped by Shen Yuan.

"Brother Shen Yuan, let's go to the doctor's house and wait for you!" Xiaolan rolled down the car window and waved.

Shen Yuan nodded and watched their car drive away from the hospital.

When he turned around, he noticed that Amuro Toru was staring at the phone screen thoughtfully, with a hint of gloom in his purple-gray pupils.

"What's wrong, Mr. Amuro?" Amuro Toru quickly locked the screen and put on a perfect smile again on his face: "Nothing, it's just that my colleagues at work are bothering me.

Let's not talk about this. By the way, Mr. Shen, your car is temporarily parked at the doctor's house, so he wanted you to come to his house today and he would like to welcome you!" Shen Yuan nodded.

The engine emitted a low roar as the Mazda drove smoothly out of the hospital.

Lightning, who was in the back seat, pressed his nose against the car window, and the hot air he exhaled condensed into a white mist on the glass.

When the Mazda stopped steadily in front of Dr. Agasa's house, the aroma of barbecue was already wafting from the yard.

Lightning couldn't wait to jump out of the car window, and his silver-gray figure nimbly passed through the half-open gate.

"Mr. Shen! Welcome out of the hospital!" Dr. Agasa, wearing an apron with cartoon patterns on it, was flipping the skewers of meat on the barbecue grill in the yard.

Ai Haibara walked out of the house holding a glass bowl full of vegetable salad. Her short brown hair shone softly in the sunlight: "Congratulations on your recovery!" Her tone was calm, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

"Thanks.

Looks like we're in for a treat today!" Lightning was already squatting beside the grill, his ice-blue eyes fixed on the sizzling steaks, his tail sweeping across the ground.

Dr. Agasa smiled and cut off a small piece of cooled meat and fed it to him: "Lightning, this is beef that Sonoko sent specially for you!" Toru Amuro helped move the drink to the long table in the yard. The sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves, casting mottled light and shadows on the white tablecloth.

Xiaolan and Sonoko also arrived at the right time, and Sonoko was holding an exquisite cake box in her hand.

"This is Poirot's new one!" she announced proudly. "I asked you to buy it specially.

To celebrate Brother Shen Yuan's discharge from the hospital!" The delicate strawberry cream cake exuded a sweet aroma, and Lightning immediately pricked up his ears, his icy blue eyes staring straight at the dessert.

Ai Haibara calmly moved the cake away from the cheetah.

After dinner, everyone sat around the dining table. Lightning lay obediently at Shen Yuan's feet, and was fed pieces of meat from time to time.

Toru Amuro sat opposite Shen Yuan, eating barbecue and chatting with Shen Yuan from time to time.

Just when the atmosphere was warm and harmonious, Toru Amuro's cell phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket.

He put down his knife and fork, took out his cell phone and took a look. At that moment, Shen Yuan felt that he saw struggle and helplessness in Amuro Toru's eyes, but it was fleeting.

"Sorry," Amuro Toru stood up, putting on a perfect smile again on his face, "I suddenly have some work to deal with, I have to say goodbye first!" He turned to Shen Yuan, "I wanted to take you home, but now..."

"It doesn't matter," Shen Yuan shook his head, "Mr. Amuro, go ahead and do your work.

I can drive back by myself!" After Amuro Toru hurriedly left, the table was briefly silent for a few seconds.

Then, "I'm full!" Conan suddenly jumped off the chair, "Genta and the others asked me to play games, I'm leaving first!" Without waiting for everyone to respond, he ran out.

Haibara Ai looked meaningfully at the direction where Conan disappeared and sighed softly, knowing that Conan was going to bother Mr. Amuro again.

Chapter 80 Secret Cocktail Party

Shen Yuan drove back to the apartment, pushed the suitcase into the cloakroom and went to the kitchen. He wanted to see if the food in the refrigerator was spoiled, and then he heard the sound of Lightning jumping down from the cat climbing frame.

The cheetah nimbly jumped to the entrance and skillfully grabbed the door handle with its front paws.

Shen Yuan guessed what was going on, and sure enough—the door lock clicked open, welcoming in the killer dressed in black.

However, Mr. Killer's outfit was completely different from his usual one - Gin had tied his long silver hair into a high ponytail, which was rare for him, and the cuffs of his black silk shirt were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his well-defined forearms.

The slim-fit suit pants outlined his slender legs. The most surprising thing was that he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. The emerald eyes behind the lenses looked particularly deep under the light of the corridor.

Shen Yuan's breathing obviously stopped for a moment.

He subconsciously licked his dry lips, then leaned against the wall and teased, "Boss, are you dressed like this to visit the employees who have just been discharged from the hospital?" Gin didn't even look at him, and walked straight past him into the living room.

Sit down gracefully with your legs crossed.

He was playing with a silver lighter in his hand, and his whole body exuded a dangerous and charming aura.

Shen Yuan was sure that Gin was trying to seduce him, but Gin denied it, "I attended a cocktail party!" Gin explained briefly, his voice a little hoarse than usual, "I heard the noise and came over here to take a look!" The implication was that this outfit had nothing to do with you.

Shen Yuan was a little surprised, so he simply took a bottle of GIN and two glasses from the wine cabinet, sat on the sofa next to Gin, poured himself a glass and asked Gin, "Boss, do you want to drink?" Then, at Gin's nod, he poured him a glass as well.

Shen Yuan was incredibly curious. "Boss, aren't you usually so secretive? Why are you at this cocktail party? Is this party serious?" Gin took the glass, his eyes narrowed mockingly behind his gold-rimmed glasses. "What do you think the organization is? A den of rats? They run away when they see the police?" Uh—isn't that right? Shen Yuan raised his glass in a toast, his eyes glittering with curiosity. "I'd love to hear more about it. Boss, tell me!" The killer sneered.

He tilted his head back and drank the wine in the glass, his Adam's apple sliding against his pale skin.

When he put down the wine glass, the cold light reflected from the lens obscured his eyes: "Real darkness..." His slender fingers tapped the wall of the glass, "...has always coexisted with light. In Japan, or in all countries, businessmen bribe, black forces act as black gloves, and politicians act as umbrellas. This is the norm!" The neon lights of Tokyo outside the window poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting changing light and shadows on Gin's profile.

Shen Yuan's curiosity was not satisfied yet, so he pressed on, "Then, Boss, tell me in detail, who are the big shots attending tonight?" He pointed at the wall clock, "And don't cocktail parties usually end very late? Why are you back so early?" Gin placed his empty glass on the coffee table with a crisp sound, "Everyone who's famous and qualified in the business world is here.

Senior officials from the Metropolitan Police Department and Public Security Bureau were also present!" He let out a cold, mocking smile, "I just introduced a newcomer to them and came back!" At the same time, at the brightly lit cocktail party, a certain blond newcomer suddenly sneezed.

He looked around warily, not understanding why Gin had called him here.

"What the hell is going on..." The blond newcomer cursed in his heart, but maintained a perfect professional smile on the surface.

He recognized many familiar faces present - chaebol heads, political figures, and even several senior police officers.

Gin only told him to "stay honestly until the end of the cocktail party", but didn't tell him what the specific task was. He was really uneasy, wondering if the organization would take any action again, and whether someone present would be the organization's new target? On Shen Yuan's side, he was curious when he heard Gin say that many people in the business world were related to the organization. What about the Sonoko family? The famous Suzuki Group, would he be an exception, or... Shen Yuan remembered one thing again, "By the way, boss, something happened to me in the hospital before, that is, uh-" Shen Yuan really didn't know how many days he had been hospitalized, "When my wound had just scabbed over, another homicide occurred on my floor. The young detective solved it, but the murderer suddenly turned his grudge on me. I was standing far away, but she rushed towards me with a dagger, and said that I 'ruined her business'."

"The police couldn't stop me," Shen Yuan continued, blinking deliberately, "In the end, it was the little detective's childhood sweetheart, Miss Maori, who saved me!" The temperature in the room seemed to drop suddenly.

Gin's face was terribly gloomy, and his voice was like ice: "That thing is really determined to get rid of you!" Shen Yuan shrugged: "But I don't think it's that dangerous.

The young detective and his childhood sweetheart are like..." He chose his words carefully, "...like a destined couple.

So the key to the problem lies with them!" Gin's fingertips tapped irritably on the armrest of the sofa, the rhythm getting faster and faster.

Then he took out a cigarette case from his trouser pocket, and the movement of taking out the cigarette was a little more impatient than usual.

He doesn't like things that are out of his control, but the strange thing called "fate" is something he cannot control.

The metal lighter clicked, and the flame reflected his furrowed brow as it shot up.

He took a deep puff of his cigarette, the smoke spilling out from between his lips, forming a hazy cloud in front of his lenses, "An architect came to me recently.

Asking for help to open the door of an armory!" Shen Yuan held his chin with interest, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes, and he already had a premonition of what was going on.

Gin continued, "From what the architect said, he's going to cause trouble for that little detective!"

"So the boss wants to..." Shen Yuan blinked, with a smile on his face, "...do an experiment?" Gin slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and the smile behind the smoke was creepy: "I really want to see, this time he will continue to create miracles..." He deliberately dragged out his tone, and his green eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses flashed with a dangerous light, "He will still be blown to pieces!" Shen Yuan whistled, not only without any worry, but with a face full of anticipation: "Then can I go and watch?" His eyes sparkled, "After all, such a big scene is rare!" Gin sneered, and his slender fingers pressed the cigarette butt into the crystal ashtray.

"You?" He looked Shen Yuan up and down, his gaze lingering for a moment on the bandage exposed at Shen Yuan's collar, "You'd better stay on the 'viewing platform' I specially prepared.

So as to avoid being affected by some 'fate' again!"

Chapter 81 Silent Bystander

The black Porsche 356A was parked on a hill 300 meters from the powder magazine.

Gin put down the telescope, his long silver hair fluttering slightly in the wind.

"Moriya Teiji..." He sneered, "He stole explosives and took the organization's micro-detonator!" Shen Yuan leaned against the car and fed Lightning beef jerky: "This old man is quite picky.

But…” He glanced at the wreckage of the powder magazine, “They stole so much explosives, enough to send half of Tokyo into the sky, right?” Gin lit a cigarette, his green eyes flashing with interest: “Let’s take a gamble?”

"Ok?"

"Let's bet on that kid..." He blew out a puff of smoke, "Can he become the hero of Tokyo!" - The fireworks remote-controlled plane in Green Park drew a dangerous arc in the sky.

Shen Yuan saw it clearly through the sniper scope - the remote control in Guangyan's hand fell to the ground, and the detonation indicator light began to flash wildly.