I, the Buddhist who raises leopards in the Conan world

Someone testified that she had a heated argument with the deceased before the incident.

Suspect 2: Yuko Nakamura, 25 years old, a graphic model, was a roommate of the deceased.

It was discovered in the deceased’s mobile phone that she had secretly taken private photos of her and sent them to her admirers in order to gain benefits.

Suspect 3: Mai Kobayashi, 23 years old, college student.

She used to be in the same club as the deceased and was his junior. According to Yamamoto Chinatsu, the deceased had stolen her boyfriend three times.

Chapter 108: Traveling in Guanxi 3

Shen Yuan gently kicked Gin's leather shoes with his toes and lowered his voice, "Boss, let's have a free-for-prize contest. Guess who the murderer is?" Gin didn't even raise his eyelids, his slender fingers stroking the rim of the coffee cup: "Are you bored?"

"I'm just curious," Shen Yuan smiled like a fox, "I want to know whether the boss's intuition is better or the detective's reasoning is better.

Come and try it!" Heiji's voice questioning the suspect echoed in the coffee shop. Gin's silence lasted until Shen Yuan thought he would not answer - "The one in uniform!" Gin suddenly spoke.

"Ah?" Shen Yuan didn't react for a moment, and followed Gin's gaze to look at Yamamoto Chinatsu's bank uniform, "Boss, are you talking about... that bank clerk?" Gin glanced at Shen Yuan with an idiot look, picked up the coffee and took a sip.

"Why her?" Shen Yuan asked closer.

"Scream!" Gin put down his cup. "That wasn't a sudden startle; it was a well-prepared cry!" Meanwhile, Heiji walked towards Yamamoto Chinatsu, holding the deceased's phone. "Can you explain why your fingerprints appeared on the poisoned coffee cup?" Yamamoto Chinatsu's face remained calm. "I just held the cup for her. There's nothing surprising about that. I've touched four people's cups!"

"Really?" Heiji pulled up the recording on his phone, "Unfortunately, the deceased seemed to have a habit of secretly recording conversations.

This clip was recorded this morning - 'Chinatsu, I have the IOU you signed. If you don't pay me back soon, I'll go find your mother.

She has a heart disease, I guess you don't want to disturb her? '" Yamamoto Chinatsu's expression remained unchanged, "So what? This person is just good at blackmailing others, and I'm not the only one who has been treated like this..." Nakamura Yuko wanted to say something.

"Yuko!" Mai Kobayashi hurriedly grabbed her.

... "The key to the case lies in three contradictions!" Hattori Heiji held up three fingers, "First, the time of the power outage; second, the fingerprints on the coffee cup; third, the murderer's urgency... The most fatal thing is that there is a recording in the deceased's phone - she threatens to go find your mother.

And we found this in your bag!" Hattori Heiji held up the transparent evidence bag, "This was originally an IOU from the deceased, and now you have it back..." ...Finally, through a series of reasoning by Hattori Heiji, Yamamoto Chinatsu confessed her guilt, and Inspector Otaki handcuffed her: "If you have anything to say, go to the police station!" However, Shen Yuan did not listen to the process carefully. He thought of something funny, so he kept whispering in Gin's ear: "Boss, look at that black-skinned detective, he is friends with the little Death Detective.

If we take a photo now, we can wait for later..."

"Boring!" Gin drank his coffee without even looking up.

"How can it be boring?" Shen Yuan played with the Polaroid camera he had just borrowed from the coffee shop. "Think about it, when the young detectives communicate with each other in the future, the black detective shares photos with him, and when he opens the album, he actually sees this photo with an expression..." Gin's fingertips paused on the edge of the glass for 0.3 seconds.

Seeing Gin's fingertips pause slightly, Shen Yuan immediately moved closer to pursue the victory: "Besides, if you wear sunglasses and turn your face to the side, you can't see the whole picture. I also wear sunglasses... This is an excellent 'ghost file'.

Even if that kid sees the photo in the future, he can only be suspicious--" He deliberately imitated Conan's voice, "Why does this silhouette look a bit like someone from that organization? But how come Hattori has a photo with them?" The corners of Gin's mouth twitched almost imperceptibly.

"Besides," Shen Yuan shook the camera, and the plastic shell made a slight sound, "this kind of Polaroid film will fade quickly, and by then even the outline of your face will be blurred..." Shen Yuan spoke for a long time with reason and evidence, and Gin reluctantly acquiesced.

Hattori Heiji was packing up his case notes and about to leave when he was suddenly stopped by a clear voice: "Mr. Detective! Please stay!" Shen Yuan trotted over with a harmless smile on his face: "Your reasoning is really brilliant!" He took out a Polaroid camera from behind him like a magic trick, "Would you be so kind as to take a photo with me? I'm a loyal fan of yours! Mr. Kansai Detective!" Heiji was a little confused by the sudden enthusiasm, but when he heard the word "fan", he immediately straightened his back: "Ahahaha, of course no problem!" He turned around and greeted Kazuha, "Hey Kazuha, take a picture for us!" Gin stood three meters away, his brows furrowed under his sunglasses.

Shen Yuan turned around and winked at him: "Brother~ Come on, just think of it as accompanying your younger brother to chase stars~" He turned to look at Hattori Heiji and explained, "My brother is of an age gap with us, so he doesn't quite understand this kind of thing!" Hattori Heiji nodded to show that he understood.

Gin was pulled by Shen Yuan to stand next to Hattori Heiji.

"Three, two, one--" Click.

The Polaroid camera spits out two photos.

In the first photo, Shen Yuan smiled brightly and made a scissors hand gesture, Heiji showed his signature big white teeth, and only half of Gin's cold profile was immersed in the shadow.

"This one's for you~" Shen Yuan handed one to Hattori Heiji, "When you become a world-famous detective, this will be precious historical material!" Hattori Heiji took the photo readily and said, "Don't worry, I'll put it in the case-solving commemorative album when I get back!"

"Goodbye, Mr. Detective—" Shen Yuan waved his hand, turned around and followed Gin who had already walked to the door.

The two walked out of the cafe one after the other, and their silver-gray hair looked particularly eye-catching in the summer sun.

Hattori Heiji looked at the backs of the two men and couldn't help but sigh: "What brothers with very different personalities!" Kazuha also nodded in agreement: "The elder brother looks so serious, but the younger brother is very sunny!" Hattori Heiji lowered his head and stuffed the photo into the interlayer of the detective's notebook, deciding to show that narcissistic kid later to let him know that he also has fans - little did he know that this photo would, at some point in the future, scare a shrunken high school detective so much that he would break his glasses.

Chapter 109 Gin Label

In Osaka Castle Park, the summer sun shines through the lush branches and leaves onto the stone pavement, and the mottled light and shadows sway gently in the breeze.

Gin walked in front, while Shen Yuan lagged behind half a step, with one hand in his pocket, his eyes casually scanning the surrounding scenery.

The phone in Gin's pocket vibrated.

He answered the call expressionlessly. Vodka's voice came through the receiver, his tone slightly anxious: "Brother, there's a problem with the mission. The target hasn't appeared. I've been waiting in the parking lot for half an hour!" Gin's eyes instantly turned cold: "Location?"

"Area B3!"

"Wait!" Gin hung up the phone decisively and turned his gaze to Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan sighed: "We are far away from Tokyo. Could vodka still be cursed by the detective? Let's go and see what's wrong with our performance!" As the two walked out, Shen Yuan complained again: "Is it because we met the detective today that our fortune was affected?" Gin ignored his complaints.

The two walked through the park's tree-lined avenue, and the noise of tourists gradually faded away.

The aura around Gin revealed his displeasure, and he obviously hated this kind of change that he could not control.

Shen Yuan didn't care. He even had the leisure to take out his cell phone and take a selfie of himself with Osaka Castle in the background, and then he jogged to catch up with Gin.

A few minutes later, the two arrived at parking lot B3 area.

Vodka was standing next to the Porsche smoking. When he saw Gin and Shen Yuan approaching, he immediately put out his cigarette and hurried over to them.

"Brother, something is wrong!" Vodka lowered his voice, "We agreed on the phone to deliver the money at this time. The target should have returned to the car half an hour ago. I have installed the bomb, but this person has not come!" Vodka said, pointing to a red Beetle.

Gin narrowed his eyes and said in a cold tone: "Are you sure you haven't been exposed?" A trace of cold sweat broke out on Vodka's forehead: "Absolutely not! I hung up the phone without saying a word!" Shen Yuan looked at the car that was obviously driven by a girl, and his eyes turned and he thought of another possibility: "Vodka, you received the mission, and the boss and I accompanied you to Osaka. I haven't really seen what the mission target is. Come and introduce it to me!" Vodka: "..." Is that the mission I accepted! It was obviously you who chose the mission with your brother's mobile phone when you wanted to come to Osaka to play! But Vodka didn't have the courage to refute, so he obediently presented the photo of the mission target: "This person is Rina Aihara. She was one of the peripheral members recruited by Ireland when he replaced the brother to manage the action team!" Vodka curled his lips when he thought about that period: "As a result, this person lent money at high interest rates in the name of the organization, and blackmailed some partners. In the end, she thought she had mastered the secrets of the organization and turned to blackmail the organization, so Rum ordered to get rid of her!" Shen Yuan looked at the photo and suddenly laughed out loud.

He held up the photo and shook it towards Gin: "Boss, look, is this also an unexpected surprise?" The photo showed the woman who was poisoned in the cafe today.

Gin: "..." Is this the correct way to be a detective? Can any detective have this magical ability? Gin was silent for a moment, took out his phone and dialed a number: [Target confirmed dead.

】After hanging up the phone, he glanced at Vodka coldly and said: "Dismantle the bomb!" Vodka felt as if he had been pardoned and hurried to deal with the Beetle.

Shen Yuan leaned on the Porsche: "Boss, can you please introduce this Rum? From what Vodka said just now, your task was assigned by this guy named Rum. How come my boss has not only one BOSS but also this Rum? It's really sad to think that my boss is just a low-level worker..." Gin sneered, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it: "Rum, the second-in-command of the organization!" He exhaled a puff of smoke, his eyes under his silver hair showed obvious contempt, "You old coward who is afraid of death and dares not even show your true face to others.

No one knows what he looks like!"

"Oh?" Shen Yuan became interested and moved closer.

"I only know his left eye is a prosthetic eye!" Gin flicked the ash off his cigarette. "He hides in the shadows and gives orders all day long, huh..." Shen Yuan listened to Gin's disdain for Rum's behavior. Rum was a coward, afraid of death. In other words, wouldn't Karasuma Renya be a coward too? He'd be even more thorough in hiding.

He understood why Gin had become a variable. It was because Gin was loyal to the kind of darkness he loved. Karasuma Renya's methods and pursuit of immortality were different from Gin's values. So, Gin, the rare pure black label in the organization, and a "liquor" with power, also had to change its label? When Vodka returned from defusing the bomb, he was greeted by this strange silence.

He spoke cautiously: "Brother, it's taken care of!" Gin extinguished the cigarette butt on the car door frame and put it into the inner pocket of his windbreaker.

"Go back!" Shen Yuan stretched, stuffed the shark doll into the passenger seat, and considerately adjusted its position.

The doll's ice-blue plastic eyes were staring at Vodka, and its jagged smile looked like a mockery.

"Vodka, remember to fasten 'Ajiu's' seat belt later!" Shen Yuan patted the doll's head, "This is a gift from your eldest brother for me to complete the game challenge!" After saying that, he and Gin got into the car and ignored Vodka.

Vodka finally found out what happened to the doll that Shen had been holding in his hand since he came back. It turned out that it was won by his eldest brother. Vodka sat in the driver's seat and saw from the rearview mirror that his eldest brother was already sitting in the back seat with his eyes closed. His expression under his silver hair was calm as if nothing had happened. Shen Yuan leaned close to his eldest brother's ear and said something, and the corner of his eldest brother's mouth twitched slightly.

His big brother is so good, so naturally he can... Wait! How did big brother win? What did big brother play to win? Can you please explain it clearly? Don't speak halfway.

As the Porsche slowly drove out of the parking lot, Vodka was still wondering what game his brother had played! Vodka drove obediently with his doubts in his mind, not daring to ask any more questions.

But the shark doll named "Ajiu" on the passenger seat kept grinning, as if silently mocking him.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the car window, giving the doll's teeth a golden glow.

Chapter 110 Lightning Card Escort 3

The car was driving smoothly on the way back to Tokyo. Vodka held the steering wheel attentively, glancing at the rearview mirror from time to time to observe the surrounding situation.

In the back seat, Gin was browsing an encrypted underground website on his mobile phone.

Slender fingers slid across the screen, and dark green pupils quickly scanned the intelligence: [Moscow] Former KGB agent died mysteriously, suspected to be caused by nerve toxins.

[New York] An underground casino was massacred and all surveillance cameras failed.

[Berlin] A fire broke out in a pharmaceutical company's laboratory... The scenery outside the car window quickly receded. Shen Yuan was trying hard to stay awake and play with his phone intermittently, but before he knew it, his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

At a slight turn, his head slowly tilted to one side due to inertia and finally rested on Gin's shoulder.

Gin's finger that was sliding across the screen paused for a moment.

He tilted his head slightly, and his silver hair fell down, sweeping across Shen Yuan's forehead.

Shen Yuan rubbed his body unconsciously in his sleep, his breathing steady and long.

The silence lasted for a few seconds. Gin reached out to support Shen Yuan's head which was about to fall, and then moved the phone to his right hand.

The action almost made Vodka in the front seat step on the accelerator by mistake - he hurriedly steadied the steering wheel and pretended not to see anything.

The air conditioning temperature in the car was quietly raised by one degree.

Gin continued to browse the information, but his speed of turning pages slowed down significantly.

When we arrived in Tokyo, night had already fallen completely. The Porsche was like a black fish, cruising on the brightly lit road.

Suddenly, a crisp cell phone ringtone rang abruptly, breaking the silence in the car.

"Hmm...?" Shen Yuan hummed in a daze, and opened his eyes with trembling eyelashes.

He slowly took out his cell phone from his pocket and swiped his fingertips across the screen a few times before answering: "Hello...?" His voice, which had just woken up, was lazy and hoarse, with a slightly rising ending, gently scratching the eardrum like a feather.

Gin tilted his head calmly, and the tips of his ears moved almost imperceptibly under his silver hair.

"Brother Shen!" Conan's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Something happened today that I find very strange..." Shen Yuan rubbed his eyes, his voice still sleepy: "Hmm? Conan-kun," he slowly sat up, "Tell me slowly..." Conan narrated quickly: "Today, Sister Xiaolan and Aunt Eri went shopping at Beihua Station, but Doctor Fudo suddenly appeared next to them and put his hand on Sister Xiaolan's shoulder! Lightning knocked him down directly..." After listening to Conan's words, Shen Yuan was a little more awake: "So... lightning attacked him?"

"Yeah!" Conan's voice came through the speaker, "But Doctor Fuuto said he just happened to meet and wanted to say hello.

Being struck by lightning doesn't prove anything, but today isn't a holiday, so why was he in the mall? And..." Conan lowered his voice a bit, "A train was passing by at the time, so if something unexpected happened... And his expression at the time didn't look like a friendly greeting!"

"Conan-kun," Shen Yuan interrupted him, his voice gentle but serious, "You can't just be the one doubting.

You should tell Mr. Maori and Ms. Eri so that they can be on guard, and then investigate.

After all, you are a child and still need to rely on adults for many things!" Gin laughed sarcastically at Shen Yuan's pretentiousness.

On the other end of the phone, Conan couldn't help but twitch his mouth when he thought of Uncle Maori's unreliable look.

But he also understood that in Shen Yuan's eyes, he was just a smart kid after all. Shen Yuan would definitely trust the judgment of adults more than him.

"Okay..." Conan could only agree in his childish voice, then he remembered something and added, "Oh, Brother Shen, I found during my investigation that the dead officers Narasawa and Shiba, as well as the shot officer Sato, were all investigating the case of a doctor named Ninobo!"

"Well, then what?"

“I started from this incident and discovered that Odagiri Toshiya, the son of the Chief of the Metropolitan Police Department’s Criminal Division, was a suspect in the Niino Yasushi murder case, and he happened to be left-handed.

There is also a man named Tomonari Makoto, whose father is Inspector Tomonari Nobukatsu, who was Officer Sato's former boss.

Inspector Tomonari died while investigating a case, and Tomonari Shin has some resentment towards Officer Sato and the others because he is also left-handed.

Oh, by the way, there’s also Niinoho’s sister, she was also left-handed before…” Conan’s voice was full of confusion, “Why are there so many left-handed people…” Shen Yuan heard this complaint and his eyes unconsciously turned to the silver-haired man next to him - coincidentally, this man was also left-handed.

He couldn't help but chuckle, "Maybe... because left-handed people are all very good!"

"Ah?" Conan on the other end of the phone obviously didn't understand the deep meaning of this sentence.

Upon hearing this, Gin raised his eyes from the phone screen, glanced coldly at Shen Yuan, and continued to browse his own information.

His profile under the silver hair looked particularly stern under the dim light inside the car, and his left fingertips moved neatly across the screen.

"Anyway," Shen Yuan retracted his gaze and said to the phone, "Have you told Mr. Mao Li all these clues?"

"Not yet..." Conan replied hesitantly.

"Then go explain this to Mr. Maori. After all, Dr. Fudo is now Miss Xiaolan's attending psychologist. Mr. Maori and Miss Eri need to be on guard. I'm still working on my thesis today. I'll go visit Miss Xiaolan tomorrow and meet these people you mentioned!"

"Okay!..." After hanging up the phone, the car fell silent again.

The Porsche passed the last intersection, and the red silhouette of Tokyo Tower gradually disappeared in the rearview mirror.

Shen Yuan looked at the ring on Gin's left thumb, stretched out his hand, and slid his fingertips along the lines of Gin's hand, and finally loosely intertwined his ten fingers together.

Gin's palm was slightly larger than his, with thin calluses on the palm from years of holding guns. It felt rough but slightly warm.

"Although the boss is left-handed," Shen Yuan's voice was a bit lazy and full of usual teasing, "but it seems that he is no worse than others in using his right hand!" Gin continued to browse his phone without raising his head: "So?" Although his voice was cold, he let Shen Yuan's fingertips wander between his fingers.

"So..." Shen Yuan dragged out his tone, looked at his slightly tightened fingers, and smiled meaningfully, "The boss is better than others!" This time, Gin didn't even bother to look at him, but the speed of turning the pages with his right hand was slightly faster.

Vodka in the front seat stared at the road ahead, pretending to be deaf.

Chapter 111 Lightning Card Escort 4

After dinner, Shen Yuan drove slowly to the Maori Detective Agency, raised his hand and knocked on the door. Soon, Conan came trotting over to open the door.

"Brother Shen, you're here!" Conan looked up at him, his eyes sparkling behind his glasses.