The world of science is unscientific

He pulled open the top cabinet, then looked at the second row. Just as he was about to reach for the bottom cabinet door, Suzuki Yusuke spoke up.

"Gin."

Hearing this, Gin stopped his outstretched hand and chuckled, "Even if a seven-foot-tall man has mastered the art of shrinking his bones, he couldn't possibly hide in a place like this."

He stood up. "Forget it, let's hurry up and leave. That guy might have already called the police."

“Vodka, you’d better not make this mistake again. In my opinion, people are already paying attention to us.”

Yusuke Suzuki holstered his pistol and patted Vodka on the shoulder. "Besides, that guy knows Vodka smokes and he knows what Vodka's voice sounds like. Maybe he's even been in close contact with you guys."

"Hmph, I bet it's some kind of detective. Let's go."

Hearing their footsteps fading into the distance, Conan finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, he now realized that he had seriously underestimated the guys in the organization.

Vodka is alright, but characters like Gin and Weasley are simply not easy to deal with!

He was indeed a bit too reckless. Ha, I never thought that the doctor's flat tire was really a warning from heaven.

Conan's breathing became increasingly rapid. The oxygen content in the small storage cabinet was decreasing rapidly, but he was unable to open the cabinet door from the inside.

Even if he could open it, he wouldn't dare make a sound. Gin's terrifying ability had already been demonstrated, and he might be waiting for him outside right now.

The feeling of fainting intensified due to lack of oxygen to the brain.

Images of software, a drug that could shrink him, the Black Organization's goals... flashed through Conan's mind one after another. Finally, his head lolled to the side, and he passed out.

Yusuke Suzuki drove behind the Porsche 356A, and Vodka once again took on the role of driver.

He wasn't too worried about Conan, since the current storyline was almost identical to the original one. How could Conan possibly suffocate in the closet?

Moreover, the gaps in those metal cabinets are quite large, so there is still some air exchange between the inside and outside.

Back at Base 2, Suzuki Yusuke was too lazy to sleep, since it was almost dawn anyway.

He found the ingredients and cooked a lot, since he had been hungry for a long time.

He didn't seem to enjoy the vodka much, clearly feeling dejected.

"Vodka, don't be so down. Here, have some meat."

As soon as Suzuki Yusuke finished speaking, Gin glared at him coldly, "Do you think everyone is as unambitious as you?"

Gin picked up a piece of spinach with his chopsticks, stopped talking, but still gave Vodka a warning look.

You absolutely mustn't follow that lazy guy, Wei Que, and learn bad habits.

Vodka pondered that look. Was his brother implying that he'd done nothing wrong but ate too much?

He put down his chopsticks immediately and said, "Brother, I'm going to summarize this mistake and reflect on it deeply."

Gin nodded slightly. Not bad. Even after all these years, Vodka can still read his eyes.

Chapter 276 Ai Haibara's Realization

Tokyo, Dr. Agasa's house.

As the morning sun began to shine in, Ai Haibara rubbed her eyes and looked to the side.

Where is the doctor?

Are you awake yet?

She was a little surprised; Professor Agasa never woke up as early as she did. What was going on today?

Moreover, she didn't hear Professor Agasa come in until she fell asleep yesterday.

Not quite right.

Ai Haibara ran out of the bedroom in her slippers, "Doctor?"

Living room, bathroom, laboratory...

nothing.

She suddenly remembered Conan and Professor Agasa's somewhat strange behavior last night.

Underground laboratory.

Still no PhD found.

Ai Haibara touched the computer to check its temperature; it was ice-cold. In the current room temperature, the computer hadn't been used for at least two hours.

There's no reason for Conan and Professor Agasa to go out late at night, so they must have left much earlier.

She thought about it carefully and felt more and more that things were not simple.

Are we both God and the devil... to bring the dead back to life?

Ai Haibara realized, could it be the kind of drug her parents researched before they died?!

She turned on her computer, but couldn't find what Conan and the others had watched yesterday.

If that sentence really was describing that drug, then Kudo must have received some more information about the organization.

Ai Haibara made a connection: Conan happened to come to see Dr. Agasa after solving the case, so maybe the information he got was related to yesterday's case.

And in that case... Yusuke Suzuki was also involved!

Could it be that Conan got some information from Yusuke Suzuki and is now taking Dr. Agasa to verify it?

If that's the case, and Suzuki Yusuke didn't tell her about it, then it means her man was unaware of this incident.

As this thought continued, Ai Haibara had already imagined the scene of Yusuke Suzuki being shot dead by Gin.

She quickly ran back to her bedroom to get her phone, but as she glanced around, she suddenly noticed the tracking glasses on the table.

this...

Let's take it first and talk about it later.

Back in her bedroom, Ai Haibara cautiously dialed Yusuke Suzuki's number. She figured she just needed to make her voice sound more like a child's, so even if something bad happened to him, he wouldn't suspect a little girl like her.

The phone rang three times before being answered.

"Good morning."

The voice was indeed that of Yusuke Suzuki, but Ai Haibara did not let her guard down, after all, she had also used Conan's voice-changing bowtie.

Good morning, are you coming today?

On the streets of Tokyo, Suzuki Yusuke, who had just left Base No. 2, frowned. Something seemed off about his wife's voice.

She's so cute and sweet, it's completely different from her usual style!

After a moment's thought, Yusuke Suzuki guessed it and breathed a sigh of relief. "Shiho, it's me. I'm fine."

Upon hearing this, Ai Haibara immediately believed it.

She was all too familiar with that tone of voice.

Thankfully, nothing happened. I was terrified when I woke up this morning.

She said irritably, "So, where are you now?"

"I just finished my morning exercise, and I'm out of food at home, so I came out to buy some."

Yusuke Suzuki didn't want Ai Haibara to think about anything else, nor did he want to expose the fact that he often hung out with Gin, so he simply lied.

However, he wasn't completely lying, because he really was going to buy groceries and food for his two unfilial sons.

The voices of people on the street could serve as his testimony.

"Okay, I'll stop here for now."

After hanging up the phone, Ai Haibara went to wash up.

and many more...

She seemed to have forgotten something.

Oh, right, Doctor!

And Kudo...

Ai Haibara then realized that the tracking glasses were still in her hand.

Pressed it.

A red dot immediately appeared on the lens.

This distance is beyond the communication range of the detective's armband.

Ai Haibara instinctively wanted to call Yusuke Suzuki again, but as soon as she picked up her phone, she put it down again.

just forget it.

She couldn't help but recall her time in Kyoto.

Is there really nothing she can do?

She, who used to be all alone, still had the courage to pick up a gun, to explore the burning tower shrouded in darkness alone... and even the courage to face death.

Even if you're used to a comfortable life, you shouldn't just do absolutely nothing.

Yusuke Suzuki couldn't always be there to protect her meticulously; there would come a day when she would have to face danger on her own.

At that moment, Ai Haibara suddenly understood.

She doesn't need to blame herself for not being able to do anything; she just needs to choose to do what she can.

Moreover, if Shinichi Kudo is currently confronting the organization, things would be terrible if Yusuke Suzuki showed up there.

Shiho, this time we might be facing the organization head-on, you can definitely do it!

Ai Haibara made up her mind, quickly changed her clothes, and put on her tracking glasses.

...

Is it Xianqiao Station?

Ai Haibara compared positions in the crowd and concluded that Shinichi Kudo should be inside the station.

With such a large flow of people and the station still under construction, it's impossible for an organization to hold an event under these circumstances.

Upon approaching the station, she used her intuition and direct observation to determine that the construction workers were not related to the organization.