I, the Buddhist who raises leopards in the Conan world

“Enough!” Shimizu Takashi finally collapsed and knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face, “That bastard… Yuki… she almost… In order to help Bito pay off his debts, Yuki worked without food or water for a month, and was eventually hospitalized due to vitamin A deficiency and nearly went blind.

But Wei Teng proposed that if he became the loser in the game, he would let my sister go..." Suddenly, Zhishui Gaobao raised his head abruptly, staring at Shen Yuan with bloodshot eyes: "You! You obviously beat this guy in the game! Why didn't you say it earlier! If you had told me, I wouldn't..." As he spoke, he seemed to take something out of his pocket and flashed it away, then ran towards Shen Yuan again.

Shen Yuan had already made his preparations skillfully - he took a half step back with his left foot, lowered his body slightly, and stretched his right leg like a bowstring ready to be released.

When Shishui rushed in front of him, he swung his right leg like a whip and kicked Shishui in the chest accurately.

"Bang!" Shishui's body drew a parabola in the air and slammed heavily next to the wall where Conan was hiding.

It was only half a meter away from Conan, and the impact caused Conan's glasses to slide to the tip of his nose.

This was the place Shen Yuan had specifically aimed at. As expected, in order to protect the little detective's secret and avoid further accidents, Shimizu Takashi would no longer stand up to resist.

"Cough cough..." Zhishui curled up like a shrimp in pain. His hand loosened and another needle fell to the ground.

Everyone present smiled at the same time - no accident or another accident happened, this was a familiar scene, a familiar ending.

Inspector Megure didn't even bother to take out the handcuffs. He just rubbed his temples tiredly and signaled the police officers to come forward and arrest Shimizu Takashi.

"Here we go again..." Takagi muttered softly.

"This is the third time this month... Mr. Shen is really incurring the murderer's hatred now!" Officer Sato held his forehead with his hand.

Conan pushed his glasses and complained in his mind: What's the meaning of Brother Shen always kicking the murderer in front of me! It's scary, okay! And why are his movements becoming more and more skillful? Judy stood at the edge of the crowd, her red lips slightly parted.

She remembered what Shen Yuan had just said, "I practiced martial arts to save my life." She looked at Zhishui who was groaning on the ground, and then looked at Shen Yuan who looked calm. The corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably.

'Okay... now I believe it.

She silently crossed herself in her heart, “How terrible is this child’s living environment…”

Chapter 87 Shen Yuan pays protection fee 1

The place where Gin is giving Shen Yuan special training now is not the base that Gin had taken him to before, but in Gin's house. One of his bedrooms has been converted into a soundproof training room. The area of ​​about 50 square meters is enough for two people to fight.

Shen Yuan was breathing heavily, his back leaning against the wall of the training room, sweat dripping down his chin and hitting the floor.

His arms trembled slightly, and his knuckles were red from the long period of blocking, but his eyes were still sharp, staring at the person opposite him.

Gin stood under the light, a few strands of silver hair hanging in front of his forehead, his breathing still steady, as if the three hours of high-intensity fighting just now was just a warm-up for him.

He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said in a low voice: "Can you continue?"

"Nonsense!" Shen Yuan curled his lips, adjusted his breathing, and assumed an offensive posture again.

The next second, he rushed forward and punched Gin's jaw.

Gin turned his head to avoid it and grabbed his wrist with his backhand, with such force that it almost broke his bones.

Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, used the force to turn over, and pushed his knee towards Gin's abdomen, but was firmly blocked by the other party's other hand.

The distance between the two suddenly shortened, and their breathing intertwined.

Gin stared at him with his dark green eyes, his voice carrying a hint of amusement: "Your movements are much faster than last time, not bad!" Shen Yuan chuckled: "Of course, the boss has worked so hard to train with me for so long, and I haven't made any progress at all?" Gin didn't say anything, but suddenly exerted force with his hands and flipped him over.

Shen Yuan's back hit the cushion hard, and he groaned. Before he could get up, Gin had already rushed over, pressed his knees on the side of his legs, and grabbed his wrist with one hand and pressed it on his head.

The light from the training room poured down from above, and Gin's shadow enveloped him. His silver hair fell, vaguely brushing across Shen Yuan's cheek.

"But your progress is not enough!" Gin whispered, with a hint of dangerous joy in his voice.

Shen Yuan looked up at him, his Adam's apple rolled, and his breathing still hadn't calmed down.

He tried to struggle, but found that Gin's strength was ineffective, so he gave up.

He deliberately slowed down his breathing, gently licked his dry lower lip with the tip of his tongue, and his eyes were somewhat provocative and playful, as if he was sure that Gin didn't dare to do anything really to him.

"What?" His voice was slightly hoarse, with an upward sound at the end, carrying a hint of subtle seduction, "Boss, are you planning to keep me under control like this until dawn?" Gin stared at him for two seconds, suddenly chuckled, loosened his grip, and stood up.

Shen Yuan immediately stood up and shook his numb wrist, but saw Gin had already walked to the cabinet beside him, took out two bottles of water and threw one to him.

"Take a ten-minute break!" Gin unscrewed the bottle cap, tilted his head back and took a sip. His Adam's apple rolled as he swallowed, and drops of water slid down his jaw and sank into his collar.

Shen Yuan took the water and drank it in big gulps. The cold liquid slid down his throat, finally relieving some of the heat.

He wiped the corner of his mouth casually, but his eyes unconsciously fell on Gin - he was leaning against the wall, his silver hair gleaming coldly under the light, his slender knuckles resting on the bottle, his posture lazy but still full of oppression.

...Tsk, this man is so damn tempting.

"What are you looking at?" Gin noticed his gaze, glanced sideways, and asked in a low voice.

Shen Yuan retracted his gaze and smiled lazily: "See if the boss has any weaknesses—" He paused deliberately, gently touching the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, and then slowly added the second half of the sentence, "One that can give me the 'upper hand'!"

He emphasized the word "upward".

Gin stared at him, a dangerous light flashed in his green eyes, and suddenly he sneered: "You'll have to wait until next life!" Shen Yuan shrugged, without refutation, but just curled the corners of his lips slightly, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

When the phone rang suddenly, Shen Yuan was lying on the floor of the training room, gasping for breath, too lazy to even move a finger.

He tilted his head to look at the lit cell phone on the cabinet, then glanced at the man standing beside him and said in a long voice: "Boss - can you help me get a cell phone?" Gin looked down at the lying "corpse", snorted coldly from his nose, but still stepped over and picked up the cell phone.

The moment the screen lit up, the five words "Edogawa Conan" jumped into the field of vision.

"That little detective again!" The silver-haired man raised his lip in a malicious tone, raised his wrist, and flung his phone towards the person on the ground in a parabola. "Looks like there's something good coming your way again!" Shen Yuan raised his hand and caught it steadily. When he pressed the answer button, he deliberately winked at Gin: "Hello, Conan-kun?" The energetic voice of an elementary school student immediately came from the other end of the line: "Brother Shen! We're going to Shikishima to play. Do you want to come with us? It's all free!"

"Could it be Mr. Maori's treat?" Shen was surprised. "Why is he so generous this time?"

"The village chief invited uncle to give a speech, and covered the travel expenses!" Conan's laughter came through the microphone, "I heard that the Dragon God suddenly appeared nearby recently. It's the ship that disappeared carrying a billion gold. It's a pity that the gold was not found!" Shen Yuan's fingertips unconsciously rubbed the edge of the phone.

Dragon God? One billion gold? He knew which episode it was, and then asked, "So, Conan, how long are you guys going to be gone?"

“It takes four hours from Tokyo.

We plan to play for four or five days..." Shen Yuan said regretfully: "I'm sorry, I need to go to class!" Conan also felt a little regretful, but still said: "Then Brother Shen, let's make an appointment next time!" Shen Yuan hung up the phone, lazily collapsed on the ground, turning the phone with his fingers, but his eyes drifted to Gin with a sly smile.

Gin held a cigarette in his mouth and looked down at him, his expression murky and unclear in the smoke.

"Boss..." Shen Yuan dragged out his tone, like a fox plotting evil intentions, "You heard it too, there is gold. The little detective has such strange luck, the gold must be on Fukishima Island. Let's get a boat and go find the gold, secretly, without the boat organized by you!" Gin frowned, smoke overflowing from his lips: "What after we find it?" His voice was low, "From what you said, we don't need to organize money laundering later, can you handle it?" Shen Yuan smiled, resting his head on his arm and looking at the ceiling: "Didn't you say before, boss, that businessmen engage in bribery, black forces act as black gloves, and politicians act as umbrellas?" He turned his head and winked at Gin, "So I want to bribe my 'umbrella' and give some benefits to our flower-growing family's embassy.

Boss, you will satisfy me, right?" Gin stared at him without saying a word.

The training room was so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard, and smoke slowly rose under the light.

After a while, Gin sneered and raised his hand to put out the cigarette butt on the metal tray on the wall.

The moment the sparks went out, he said lightly: "I'll contact someone!" Shen Yuan's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to speak, Gin turned and walked towards the door.

"Boss——" Shen Yuan called him.

Gin paused slightly without looking back.

"Thank you!" Shen Yuan said with a smile.

Gin didn't respond, but raised his hand to push the door open, and his figure disappeared at the door. The next second, a silver-gray shadow slipped in silently from the crack of the door - Lightning walked with elegant steps, his ice-blue eyes glowed slightly in the dim training room, and with a light flick of his tail, the door was closed.

Shen Yuan was still lying on the ground without moving. He just opened his arms towards it and smiled lazily: "Come, give me a hug!" Lightning walked over, glanced down at him condescendingly, and snorted softly, as if he was disgusted with his useless appearance.

But in the end, it lowered its head, nestled its big furry head in Shen Yuan's arms, and made a low snoring sound in its throat.

"Lightning, he chose to help me..."

Chapter 88 Shen Yuan pays protection fee 2

At daybreak, Shen Yuan was already busy in the kitchen, wearing an apron. The knife on the chopping board rose and fell, cutting the fresh beef into neat cubes.

After the beef is fried, the meat pieces are placed in the feeding bowl, a few pieces of dried venison are poured into the automatic feeder, and then the automatic water dispenser next to it is filled with clean water.

"Here, today's food. We should be back before sunrise tomorrow!" He squatted down, pushed the food bowl in front of Lightning, and rubbed the big furry head. "Be good, you are seasick, so you must stay home this time!" Lightning narrowed his ice-blue eyes and nudged his wrist with his nose in dissatisfaction, but still squatted down obediently, sweeping his tail on the floor as a compromise.

Shen Yuan glanced at the wall clock, took out the hot meat buns from the steamer, and wrapped them in two portions in brown paper bags.

As he pushed open the door, he heard the sound of the door lock opposite turning - Gin was standing at the door in a black windbreaker, his silver hair shining metallically in the morning light.

"Good morning, boss!" Shen Yuan grinned and raised the paper bag in his hand, "I brought you breakfast!" Gin's eyes stayed on the bulging paper bag for a second, and he just said "hmm" and reached out to take it.

The elevator descended smoothly, and Vodka was already waiting in the underground parking lot.

He followed Shen Yuan's instructions and did not drive the Porsche. He drove the gray Land Cruiser, which was parked there quietly with morning dew still condensed on the windows.

"Good morning, Vodka!" Shen Yuan and Gin sat in the back seat, then greeted Vodka friendly.

"Good morning, Shen!" Vodka adjusted his sunglasses. He was now able to remain calm when he saw this temporary worker coming out of the apartment with his elder brother.

"Vodka, have you had breakfast?" Shen Yuan asked him, holding up the bag in his hand.

Vodka was about to answer when he met Gin's eyes in the rearview mirror and was suddenly startled: "No, no need! I've eaten!" Shen Yuan shrugged, took out a bun from the paper bag and put it in his mouth.

Gin beside him also bit the dough gracefully, and the aroma of meat filled the carriage.

The LAND CRUISER quickly drove out of the Shirokanedai Apartments in Minato Ward and entered the street. It was not yet rush hour, so there were not many cars on the road.

When the car drove into the dock area, the sea breeze with a salty and fishy smell blew in our faces.

Vodka parked the car steadily in the designated area, turned off the engine and got out.

After getting out of the car, Shen Yuan stretched and his eyes were attracted by a white medium-sized yacht anchored not far away.

The hull has smooth lines and shines like pearls in the morning sun.

The gangway was down, but the deck was deserted.

"Is this the boat you prepared?" Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows and asked, following Gin up the gangway.

The metal steps made a slight sound under their feet.

After boarding the deck, Shen Yuan looked around and found that the entire ship was unusually quiet.

There were no busy crew members, no roar of engines, only the sound of waves gently hitting the hull.

"Vodka," Shen Yuan suddenly thought of something and turned to look at the man in sunglasses following behind him, "Could it be you who will drive the boat?" Vodka straightened his back, adjusted his sunglasses, and said with a bit of pride: "I am Big Brother's exclusive driver, a professional!" Shen Yuan couldn't help laughing and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, I underestimated you.

Looks like there's no need to send you to Hawaii for some special training course!" He walked to the side of the ship, looking at the gradually brightening sky in the distance. The morning glow on the sea level looked like an overturned palette.

Shen Yuan took a deep breath of the salty air, turned around and said to the two of them, "Let's sail away from the dock and wait on the high seas.

After Conan and the others set off, we'll follow them from a distance!" Vodka nodded and walked quickly towards the cab.

After a while, the roar of the engine was heard and the yacht slowly left the dock.

Shen Yuan looked at the gradually receding shoreline, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was looking forward to the gold that was about to be obtained.

The yacht stopped steadily on the high seas, and the hum of the engine gradually subsided.

Shen Yuan suddenly remembered something, then stood up and began to rummage through the cabin.

"Shen, what are you looking for?" Vodka pushed his sunglasses and looked at him with confusion.

"Found it!" Shen Yuan pulled out two sets of fishing equipment from the locker, and the fishing lines scattered all over the floor.

He dusted it off and nodded with satisfaction.

Vodka was even more confused: "Aren't we waiting for the kid with glasses? What are you doing...?" Shen Yuan didn't answer, but directly stuffed a straw hat and a fishing rod into his hands: "Take off your black windbreaker first, it's too eye-catching!" He pointed to the deck outside, "You just sit there and fish later!" Vodka took the equipment in a daze, took off his windbreaker, revealing a blue and white striped T-shirt underneath.

He fiddled with the fishing rod awkwardly: "But Shen, why should we..."

"Disguise!" Shen Yuan had already put on his straw hat swiftly and was putting bait on the hook in a serious manner. "A yacht is parked on the high seas early in the morning doing nothing. What if that little detective sees it and arouses his curiosity?" He pulled Vodka to sit down on the deck, and the two of them cast the fishing line into the sea in a serious manner.

The sea breeze blew, and the shadow of the straw hat obscured Vodka's iconic square chin.

This was what Shen Yuan suddenly thought of. He didn't dare to bet whether the little detective would ignore it. After all, the little detective was too curious.

Fortunately, two sets of equipment were found on the yacht.

As for asking Gin to come? Shen Yuan turned around and looked through the glass window into the cabin - Gin was leaning elegantly on the leather sofa, holding the crystal glass in his fingers, the amber wine sparkling in the sunlight.

The striking silver hair fell on her shoulders, still dazzling in the dim cabin.

He shook his head. The silver hair was too obvious. He was afraid that the little detective's warning signal would be sounded immediately. He had to board the boat to find out what was going on.

The sea breeze blew gently, and Shen Yuan and Vodka maintained their fishing posture.

"Shen, nine o'clock!" Vodka suddenly lowered his voice, his eyes flashing alertly under his sunglasses.

Shen Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

On the deck of the ferry, several figures were leaning on the railing.

He pushed his straw hat down further, covering most of his face.

"Concentrate on fishing and don't make any unnecessary movements!" he whispered, "Wait until they are far away!" The fishing line swayed gently on the sea, and time seemed to be stretched infinitely.

Not until the ferry completely turned into a small black dot on the sea surface did Shen Yuan breathe a sigh of relief and take out a telescope from his pocket.

In the camera, Kogoro Mouri's signature tongue-out smile flashed by, and Conan and Ran were standing next to him and talking.