I, the Buddhist who raises leopards in the Conan world

At almost the same time, the Chevrolet C-1500 behind also suddenly accelerated.

Shen Yuan curled his lips and smiled. He had already tested Amuro Toru's driving skills, and now it was a good opportunity to test the driving skills of this "God of the Road".

Shen Yuan then said to the children, "Hold on to the door handles! I'm going to accelerate!" The next second, he slammed the accelerator! The Volvo XC90 T8's hybrid system instantly unleashed its full power, the electric motor and turbocharged engine simultaneously pumping out surging power, sending the car shooting off like an arrow.

Seeing this, the fake police car in front immediately turned on its lights and the shrill sirens echoed across the highway.

Vehicles along the way thought it was the police on a mission, so they swerved to avoid them, but in the panic they blocked each other.

A truck suddenly changed lanes and blocked the way in front of Shen Yuan; the car on the other side braked suddenly, completely blocking the space for overtaking.

"Hold on tight!" Shen Yuan's eyes flashed, his right hand shifted gears like lightning, and his left hand swerved the steering wheel.

The two-ton Volvo slid sideways at an incredible angle, with the right wheel almost off the ground, and narrowly passed through the gap between the truck and the guardrail.

The Chevrolet behind also did a beautiful drift, with its tires creating smoke on the ground and bypassing the obstacle in a perfect arc.

The fake police car saw two cars chasing after it in the rearview mirror, and the driver gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

There was a sharp bend ahead, and the police car did a tailspin, with its rear wheels scraping past the guardrail.

Shen Yuan's eyes were calm. He pulled the handbrake the moment he entered the corner and turned the steering wheel sharply.

Then there was a textbook Scandinavian drift through the corner. When exiting the corner, the motor instantly added power and the car body jumped out again like a cheetah.

In the rearview mirror, the Chevrolet cut through the center of the corner at a more radical angle, with the front wheels almost scraping the edge of the cliff.

Ai Haibara glanced at the speedometer - 190km/h, and the scenery outside the window had blurred into blocks of color.

She silently fastened her seat belt.

The fake police car in front suddenly turned sharply and drove into a fork in the road. Shen Yuan followed without hesitation.

Just as the tire was about to hit the speed bump, he suddenly turned the steering wheel, and the Volvo leaped into the air, passed a car and landed steadily.

The Chevrolet was like a black lightning, weaving in and out of the traffic, and then its tires made a sharp scream on the asphalt road, and the whole car slid sideways at almost a 45-degree angle to the road.

Then, just when the car was about to turn sideways completely, it did a nearly perfect pendulum drift and landed in front of the fake police car. The driver of the fake police car swerved in panic, but discovered in despair that all escape routes had been calculated and blocked - on the left was Shuichi Akai's motionless Chevrolet, and on the right was a metal guardrail.

In less than 0.5 seconds of reaction time, the right front wheel of the out-of-control police car slammed into the stone steps on the shoulder of the road. Under the action of inertia, the entire car body was like a toy overturned by the hand of a giant. The out-of-control police car slammed into the shoulder of the road, and after rolling twice in a row, the four wheels faced up into the green belt, raising a cloud of dust.

Shen Yuan's Volvo stopped five meters away and he pushed the door open to get out.

Conan and his friends staggered out. Genta knelt on the side of the road and retched. Mitsuhiko held the guardrail with a pale face. Even Haibara Ai rarely pressed her temples and took deep breaths.

Chapter 123 Rescue James 4

"Who... are you?" the kidnapper, his face covered in blood, climbed out of the overturned police car, his voice trembling. "We just wanted to extort some money..." James struggled out of the backseat, his arm still injured. When he saw Akai Shuichi, his eyes lit up: "Akai! Finally meeting you here!" Turning to see Shen Yuan, he immediately spread his arms exaggeratedly: "Brilliant detective! You found me just like Sherlock Holmes!" Akai Shuichi's gaze lingered on Shen Yuan's face for a moment, his dark green pupils narrowing slightly—the young man who had appeared in the bus hijacking case again? What a coincidence! At this moment, Akai Shuichi's black knitted cap revealed a few neat wisps of short hair. Compared to the long hair Shen Yuan had first seen during the bus hijacking, he looked even more capable and sharp.

The all-black high-collared combat uniform perfectly outlines his tall figure, and the outline of the tactical vest is faintly visible at the shoulder line. When he slightly tilts his head, the faint scar on the side of his neck is revealed with the movement, and his whole body exudes a dangerous edge.

"Mr. James is safe, that's what matters." Shen Yuan responded with a smile, "Your clue about the panda car was most helpful." He turned to Shuichi Akai and nodded as if they were meeting for the first time: "Impressive driving skills, sir." "Ah, Akai is extraordinary! He's actually————" James was about to continue when Shuichi Akai suddenly spoke, his voice as cold and low as a winter pond: "James, you need that wound dressed." His voice had a metallic texture, as if drawing an irresistible line in the air, refusing others to approach.

The blond man suddenly fell silent, raised his scraped arm with a wry smile, and said, “Right you are. Detective, I shall go disinfect myself now. Until next time!”

"Well, Mr. Detective, I'll go get it disinfected now. See you next time." He then swiftly got into the passenger seat of the Chevrolet.

Shuichi Akai sat in his driver's seat and was about to start the engine when Conan finally recovered and ran over: "Brother Shen, what's the situation?" Sirens sounded in the distance, and a Saitama Prefecture police car was approaching with its dome lights flashing.

"Mr. James was saved, but he suffered minor injuries!" Shen Yuan pointed at the Chevrolet. "He's already in his friend's car!" James saw Conan and suddenly realized what was happening. He held up his detective badge and said, "Little boy, I'll give you your friend's badge back. I'll definitely treat you to a meal next time I get a chance!" Conan took the badge and his eyes fell on the black-haired man in the driver's seat. Suddenly, his eyes widened. Wasn't this the long-haired man from the bus hijacking case? Only now he had a neat short haircut.

Shuichi Akai didn't say anything. He looked at Haibara Ai briefly through the car window. As the girl's face suddenly turned pale, he stepped on the accelerator and the Chevrolet quickly disappeared at the end of the road.

The three kidnappers were still muttering to themselves as they were forced into the police car by the police: "The madman driving the Volvo...the monster driving the Chevrolet...Tokyo is so scary..." After the taillights of the Chevrolet disappeared at the end of the road, Conan suddenly turned his head and looked vigilantly at an abandoned factory building in the distance.

Shen Yuan followed his gaze and asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

"It feels..." Conan frowned slightly, "It feels like someone is staring at us!" Shen Yuan reached out and rubbed his head, "There was such a big commotion just now, isn't it normal for passers-by to look around curiously? Let's go, we haven't had lunch yet.

I have to take you home after dinner!" When returning to the car, Shen Yuan noticed that Huiyuan Ai's face was unusually pale.

Her fingers were gripping the seatbelt so tightly that her knuckles were turning blue.

He raised his eyebrows and asked with concern: "Are you feeling unwell, Haibara-san? Did I drive too hard? Do I need to take you back to rest first?" Haibara Ai slowly shook her head, her short brown hair swaying slightly with the movement.

At this moment, she felt that it was safer to stay with Shen Yuan than to go back alone.

"I'm fine," she said softly, "I was just... a little scared just now, but I'm fine now!"

"Yeah, Brother Shen!" Genta poked his head out from the back seat, already feeling refreshed. "You were driving so scary just now! But as soon as I thought about going to dinner, I'm all right!" Conan's crescent-shaped eyes grumbled: "Do you think everyone is like you?" But... Conan's eyes sharpened. Was Huibara acting strangely because of that man in black? The last time Huibara acted strangely was on the bus.

Was it because of Dr. Shinde or this man? When asked if there was a problem with Dr. Shinde, she refused to say anything.

Shen Yuan parked the car in front of an elegantly decorated conveyor belt sushi restaurant with an indigo-blue curtain hanging on the dark wooden lintel.

When you push open the camphorwood door, the refreshing aroma of wasabi hits you in the face.

"I'm sorry to have scared you today!" He pulled out the cypress chair and motioned Conan Genta and the others to take a seat. "This meal is just a relief. Eat whatever you want and don't be polite!" Genta's eyes lit up instantly: "Really? Brother Shen! Can I order whatever I want?!" Shen Yuan smiled and nodded: "Of course, just take whatever you want to eat, don't be polite with me!" Ayumi clapped her hands happily: "That's great! Thank you, Brother Shen!" Mitsuhiko tried to stay calm, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise: "Then...thank you very much for your hospitality, Brother Shen!" Huibara Ai's complexion had recovered a lot, and she said softly: "...Thank you!" Shen Yuan sat aside and ate a few things he was used to eating. The three little ones took various kinds of sushi from the conveyor belt with great interest.

Yuantai was taking the plates almost in a fighting posture, and in a blink of an eye, five or six plates of tuna, salmon and eel sushi were piled in front of him.

Mitsuhiko was more particular. While eating, he gave Ayumi some advice: "This kind of sea bream sushi should be paired with a little bit of wasabi, it will taste more delicious..." Haibara Ai chose a few pieces of light white fish sushi, ate them in small bites, and her expression gradually relaxed.

Conan ate while thinking about what happened today - the fake police car, James, and the mysterious man in black... He always felt that things were not that simple.

Halfway through the meal, the chef personally brought the seasonal special - the belly of tuna decorated with gold foil, the pink fish meat with frosted texture like cherry blossoms.

Conan noticed that the serving plate was Kutani ware with fine gold lines around the edge.

"This... is too expensive, right?" Mitsuhiko exclaimed in a low voice.

Shen Yuan just smiled and said, "A feast to appease the frightened has to be decent!" As they left, Yuan Tai rubbed his round belly and burped repeatedly, saying that this was "the happiest day of my life, even better than eel rice!"

Chapter 124 The Vow of Silence

When Shen Yuan returned to the apartment, he paused slightly. The door opposite was not closed, and wisps of light blue smoke floated out from inside, lingering under the light in the corridor.

He raised an eyebrow and walked inside.

In the living room, Gin was sitting on the sofa, wearing only a black tactical vest, his silver hair hanging down on his shoulders, and a half-burned cigarette between his slender fingers.

There were already four or five cigarette butts piled in the ashtray on the coffee table, and the whole room was filled with a strong smell of tobacco. It was obvious that he had been smoking here for a long time.

Shen Yuan leaned against the door frame and looked at him quietly.

————Gin is getting irritated.

Why? Was it simply because he'd met Akai Shuichi? Did that man have such a profound influence on him? Gin was naturally aware of Shen Yuan's presence, but he didn't move or speak. He simply took another drag on his cigarette, letting the gray smoke escape from his lips, blurring his stern features.

Shen Yuan chuckled and walked over.

He walked around to the back of the sofa, and a hand suddenly stretched out from behind Gin. The slender fingers clasped his chin and suddenly pulled it upwards. Gin was forced to raise his head, and his silver hair slid down his shoulders, revealing a cold white neck.

Shen Yuan looked down at him, an unlit cigarette in his mouth, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

He leaned over and brought his cigarette close to Gin's lips. The butts of the two cigarettes touched lightly, sparks flickered, and Shen Yuan's cigarette was lit.

He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the smoke, but his fingers were still holding Gin's chin, and his fingertips gently stroked his jawline with neither light nor heavy force.

"Boss!" Shen Yuan bit the cigarette, his voice low and hoarse with a hint of amusement, "What are you upset about?" Gin narrowed his eyes, a dangerous light flashed in his green pupils, but Shen Yuan did not let go.

Smoke hung between the two of them.

Gin suddenly attacked, grabbed Shen Yuan's neck with his five fingers, and pulled it down fiercely. Shen Yuan reacted very quickly. At the moment when Gin exerted force, he suddenly exerted force with his waist and abdomen, and took advantage of the momentum to fly into the air. With a neat backflip, he turned directly over Gin's head and landed steadily in front of him.

Gin sneered, and his right hand turned into a claw, attacking Shen Yuan's throat.

The moment Shen Yuan dodged sideways, his left hand emerged from a cave like a snake, and his index and middle fingers came together to form a sword, accurately stabbing at the Qimen acupoint under Gin's ribs.

Gin's eyebrows twitched slightly, obviously not expecting Shen Yuan to counterattack from this angle.

Just when he was about to hit, Gin suddenly changed his moves, turning his claws into palms and slashing at Shen Yuan's wrist with a knife.

Shen Yuan flipped his wrist, turning his fingers into fists, and his knuckles brushed against the outline of Gin's abdominal muscles under his combat vest.

"Snap!" Shen Yuan's right leg swept out like a whip. The moment Gin raised his arm to block, he suddenly changed his move and pressed down with his right hand to grab his ankle.

Shen Yuan took advantage of the momentum to spin in the air, his left leg drawing a sharp arc straight for his temple.

Gin was forced to let go and move back, and the collision of their legs caused ripples in the wine glass on the coffee table.

Shen Yuan supported himself on the backrest with one hand and leaped up, his right knee hitting Gin's chest like a cannonball.

Gin dodged sideways while his left hand clawed towards Shen Yuan's waist, ripping the hem of his shirt open with a ripping sound.

Shen Yuan twisted his body in the air, and kicked his left leg back like a scorpion's tail. The tip of his boot brushed against Gin's jaw, and he broke free from the control and landed steadily on the other end of the double sofa.

"Not a small improvement!" Gin licked the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue, his voice low and with a bit of pleasure, his silver hair hanging in front of his eyes a little messily, and a dangerous fire burning in his green eyes.

When Shen Yuan landed on the ground, his shirt was mostly open, revealing his well-defined chest. He didn't answer, but suddenly lowered his body and used his right hand like a poisonous snake to go straight for Gin's carotid artery - this move was extremely tricky.

At the moment Gin leaned back to avoid, Shen Yuan suddenly changed his left hand, and the knife brushed past his Adam's apple, bringing up a sharp sound of wind.

But Gin's counterattack was faster. He grabbed Shen Yuan's wrist, twisted it with the force, and at the same time pushed his knee against Shen Yuan's waist. Shen Yuan groaned, but took advantage of the force to turn around, stretched out his left hand, and went straight for the weak point in the gap between Gin's shoulder blades.

Gin's eyes darkened, and he finally stopped holding back.

————"Bang!" Shen Yuan was pressed hard onto the coffee table.

The cold, hard touch of the glass tabletop touched his back, and Gin's palm tightly gripped his throat, looking down at him condescendingly.

Their breathing intertwined, but Shen Yuan smiled, with a wild light in his eyes.

He deliberately tilted his neck back, bringing his fragile throat closer to the other's palm. "Boss..." His voice was slightly hoarse, with a hint of provocation, "Do I really think I can make you take me seriously?" Gin's grip on Shen Yuan's throat slightly loosened, his thumb unconsciously rubbing his Adam's apple. A rare hint of tension permeated his cold voice: "Will you betray me?" Shen Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes. This was what Gin cared about? So, he thought of Akai Shuichi as a friend, but discovered that he only saw him as an enemy to be eliminated, never treating him sincerely, which is why he had such a strong desire to kill that man? Shen Yuan chuckled softly, and because of his suppressed posture, his voice was as low and hoarse as sandpaper: "Boss is so irritable today... is it because he saw the person who betrayed you?" He paused deliberately, with a provocative smile in his eyes: "Could it be that man with long hair? It's true, you two both have green eyes and long hair, it's not an ordinary fate... Could it be that you will become sworn enemies who cherish each other?" Gin's eyes suddenly turned cold, the strength between his fingers suddenly increased, and his voice seemed to be icy: "Answer my question!" Shen Yuan did not dodge or evade, but smiled provocatively: "What aspect do you mean, boss?" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand, clasped Gin's neck with his slender fingers, and pulled it down suddenly! The distance between the two suddenly shortened, their breaths intertwined, Shen Yuan looked straight into those cold green eyes and whispered, "Why can't it be... Boss, you stand firmly by my side?" His voice was filled with a bewitching smile, "Anyway, you are not loyal to your so-called BOSS... As long as you make up your mind to stand by me and make the decision yourself, you don't have to worry about betrayal, right?" As he spoke, he tilted his head slightly and licked Gin's thin lips provocatively with the tip of his tongue.

The air solidified instantly.

Gin's eyes darkened, and then he sneered, suddenly loosening his hold on him, standing up straight, looking down at him condescendingly, his voice filled with sarcasm: "Based on your current state... you're still far from it!" There was a hint of lazy sarcasm in his voice, but it seemed to contain some unspeakable expectations.

Shen Yuan propped himself up, and the glass coffee table vibrated slightly with his movement.

The afterglow of the setting sun slanted in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a blood-red halo on Gin's departing figure.

Shen Yuan raised his hand and stroked the remaining finger marks on his neck. The collar of his shirt still had the warmth of the other person's skin and a faint smell of gunpowder.

"Heh..." He suddenly chuckled, his tongue slowly licking his lower lip, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

————This hesitant warning is more like a disguised connivance than a straightforward rejection.

Just like the flaws that hunters deliberately leave next to their traps, it is both a test for the prey and another form of invitation.

Chapter 125: Visit Osaka Again 1

At dusk, the high-end barbecue restaurant in Ginza, Tokyo, is brightly lit. The warm yellow light shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the street, reflecting the satisfied smiles of the diners in the restaurant.

When Shen Yuan pushed open the door of the shop, the rich aroma of meat hit him in the face. The smell of charcoal fire mixed with the aroma of burnt oil whetted his appetite.

"Mr. Shen! Over here!" Xiaolan waved at him from a distance.

Maori Kogoro's cheeks were already red from drinking, and he raised his beer glass and shook it at him: "Come on, brother, today thanks to Xiaolan, you won a half-price coupon for a high-end barbecue restaurant. It's a rare opportunity! Brother, I thought of you immediately!" Conan sat aside, and complained with crescent eyes: It was obviously you who wanted to drink with someone, so you insisted on calling Brother Shen... Shen Yuan chuckled, pulled out a chair and sat down: "Then I won't be polite!" During the meal, Xiaolan carefully turned the grilled meat slices for Conan, while Shen Yuan and Maori Kogoro drank beer one after another, occasionally putting a piece of grilled meat into their mouths.

After three rounds of drinks, Maori Kogoro suddenly slapped the table and said excitedly: "By the way, brother, do you want to go to Osaka with me tomorrow?" Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Osaka?"

"That's right!" Maori Kogoro grinned, "Do you remember the Kansai kid who came to the office last time? It's the black-skinned high school detective, Hattori Heiji!" Shen Yuan nodded, "That kid's parents invited us to dinner in Osaka!" Maori Kogoro's eyes lit up, "It is said that Mrs. Jinghua's puffer fish hot pot is the best in the world! Brother, I didn't forget you when I encountered good things, what do you think? Do you want to go together?" Shen Yuan was puzzled: "Hattori's parents invited you to dinner in Osaka? Who is Mrs. Jinghua? Why are you talking about puffer fish hot pot again?" Xiaolan explained with a smile: "Mrs. Jinghua is Hattori's mother. I heard that she is very good at cooking puffer fish.

Hattori-kun’s parents felt that he had caused us a lot of trouble when he came to Tokyo before, so they specially invited us to dinner in Osaka!” Maori Kogoro waved his hand proudly: “Besides, Hattori’s father is the chief of the Osaka Prefectural Police! How could I not give him such a face?” Conan complained silently in his heart: “In fact, it’s because the chief is the pinnacle of power in Osaka except for the Minister of Justice. Uncle Maori has neither the courage nor the idea of ​​​​refusing…” Maori Kogoro patted Shen Yuan on the shoulder, with a proud tone: “Brother, this is regarded as taking you to meet the privileged class, in case it is useful in the future! Hahahaha!” Shen Yuan raised his glass and smiled: “Thank you, I will drive to pick you up tomorrow!” Maori Kogoro’s eyes lit up, and he immediately raised his glass: “Then we’re settled!” Conan complained again in his heart: “Sure enough, letting Brother Shen drive is the real purpose of your inviting him... Compared to your old car that is about to be scrapped, Brother Shen’s car is more stylish, right? "————After eating and drinking, everyone said goodbye.

It was late at night. Shen Yuan stood at the door of the store, watching Xiaolan help the slightly drunk Maori Kogoro into a taxi. Conan waved at him: "Brother Shen, see you tomorrow!" Shen Yuan nodded and watched them leave. Tomorrow's trip to Osaka might be very interesting. I wonder if Conan will see that surprise.

The next morning, a Lincoln Navigator L slowly stopped downstairs of the Maori Detective Agency.

The deep blue paint shone with metallic luster in the sun, and the huge body of the car almost occupied half of the lane, attracting the attention of passers-by.

The car window rolled down, and a lightning-silver-gray head popped out. Its ice-blue pupils locked onto Conan standing on the side of the road, and its ears twitched with pleasure.

"Brother Shen, have you changed your car?" Conan put his hands in his pockets and looked up at the huge car. "It even has a lightning!" Shen Yuan leaned against the car window and smiled, "The Volvo had some problems after chasing the fake police car last time, so it was returned to the factory for repairs.

I figured I couldn't be without a car, and my previous car was a bit cramped with both the other person and the Lightning, so…" He paused, then added casually, "I took a high-paying part-time job and used the salary to buy a new car. How's that for?" Conan grumbled with a crescent-shaped eye: "…Why can this guy seamlessly switch between 'too broke to eat' and 'buying luxury cars'? So, learning engineering physics well means you can do whatever you want? And with the way you drive, it's inevitable that your Volvo will have an accident."

Kogoro Mouri walked around the car several times, with a hint of sourness in his mouth: "Oh my, young people nowadays are really amazing!" Kogoro Mouri sat in the passenger seat, adjusted the seat, and muttered: "This leather seat is so comfortable."

Xiaolan and Conan sat in the second row - two independent aviation-grade seats with leg rests and massage functions, which are as comfortable as first class.

Lightning strolled leisurely between the spacious central aisle and the back seat, and finally chose to lie down at Conan's feet, his tail wagging gently, obviously looking forward to the journey.

"Okay, let's go!" Maori Kogoro waved his hand proudly, "Destination - Osaka!" On the way to Osaka, Conan received a call from Hattori Heiji, "...Okay, okay... Remember... Got it, I won't be late... See you later!" Sunlight poured into the car through the sunroof. Conan had just hung up the phone with Hattori Heiji when Shen Yuan's slender fingers tapped lightly on the leather steering wheel and asked casually, "Didn't you say you'd treat me to dinner? Why are you so anxious, Hattori-kun?"

"Today, there's a Kinki Kendo Tournament at the Naniwa Central Gymnasium," Conan stuffed the micro-communicator specially made by Professor Agasa back into his pocket. "Hattori-san is the captain of Kaikata Academy High School. His school just made it to the quarterfinals, and he insisted that we go and see him win!" Shen Yuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly. "It seems Hattori-san is very confident. He's already secured the championship before the tournament even started?"

"Tsk, what is this? Is this the privilege of the son of a superintendent?" Kogoro Mouri complained while slumped in the passenger seat.

Xiaolan, sitting in the back, retorted, "Dad, don't talk nonsense. Hattori-kun's mother, Madam Jinghua, was once the champion of the Kansai Kendo Tournament. Hattori-kun has been taught by her and his swordsmanship is very famous. Of course he is confident that he can win!"