Detective Conan: I, with my magical powers, am going to destroy the world!

"Gin, vodka," Ai Haibara replied casually.

After what happened with Vermouth, her fear of the Black Organization lessened considerably.

Whenever I think of the Black Organization, the first thing that comes to mind is the graffiti on Vermouth's body.

I felt a sense of absurdity.

So those guys were really weak in Chi Chufeng's hands.

With his protection, what do I have to fear?

"The two of them were called Kurosawa Jin and Uozuka Saburo at the time. We went to America Island together to investigate whether the legendary mermaids really exist."

"If mermaids exist, then let's hunt them down and see if their flesh is useful for the medicine I'm researching..."

Oh, so it's about the mermaid incident.

In that case, it seems like we could go and take a look.

Chi Chufeng is now very interested in these myths and legends.

After all, that's related to improving one's magic level; it's an opportunity that's hard to come by.

"What did you discover later?"

Chi Chufeng gazed at the clear water, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"There's no discovery at all, it's all a lie."

Ai Haibara handed the phone back, but Akaso Kaze didn't take it.

The little girl looked up in confusion, only to find that Chi Chufeng's gaze was no longer on the water.

"Hey, you big pervert!"

Ai Haibara hurriedly covered herself with her small hands.

Chi Chufeng smiled.

"You've been soaking for too long; your skin is all wrinkled. You should rinse it off."

He reached out and pulled Ai Haibara out of the water, ignoring her kicking and thrashing, and placed her under the showerhead.

Turn on the tap, rinse it off, and it's clean in no time.

Chi Chufeng wrapped the little girl completely in a large bath towel, drying her as he walked toward the bed.

"After taking a shower, it's time to go to bed."

"No, waah, no, waah..."

Ai Haibara's shy voice came from inside the bath towel.

In the fast food restaurant downstairs next door, Heiji Hattori and Conan were sitting opposite each other.

...... ..... .......

"Hattori, stop playing coy. If you're taking me to an island, it can't be for sightseeing, right?"

Hattori nodded.

"There are indeed some reasons. A couple of days ago, I received a letter of authorization. The envelope had my name on it, but the inside of the letter was addressed to 'Mr. Shinichi Kudo'."

"I think there's something wrong with this letter, which is why I wanted to find you and go check out that island together! Speaking of which, Kudo, do you think it could be the Black Organization...?"

"Probably not!" Conan pondered, then shook his head slightly.

"If they thought I was still alive and were deliberately sending letters to test me, it would be more reasonable for them to send letters to my parents, Professor Agasa, and Detective Mouri, not to you, who is far away in Osaka, right?"

"Forget it, don't think about it too much. In short, everything will be clear once we get to the island and meet the client!"

Heiji Hattori nodded: "Yeah, that makes sense."

"Besides, the scenery on American Island is nice, and the seafood is delicious, so I'll treat it as a trip!"

Conan was speechless. What's the point of traveling with two single people like me?

Chapter 391 Makes You Cry in a Very Rhythmic Way!

The next day at noon, at the passenger terminal.

The passenger ship bound for the American Island was docked at the pier, and a mobile ladder for boarding was set up.

Those around who were planning to go to the American island immediately climbed the ladder and boarded the ship. In the blink of an eye, there were already quite a few passengers on the ship.

In front of the mobile staircase, a staff member was guiding guests when a dark-skinned boy with a Kansai accent asked, "Excuse me, is this the passenger ship to American Island?"

"Yes." The staff member nodded immediately and smiled. "If you want to go to American Island, please board the boat now. We will be leaving in about half an hour."

"Okay, thank you."

Hattori Heiji nodded, then took a boat ticket out of his pocket.

"This is my ticket. Hmm, this kid's getting a free ticket, right?"

As Hattori Heiji spoke, he reached out and patted Conan's head, earning a glare from the kid in return.

"Yes, that's right. Each ticket allows you to bring one child who is less than 1.1 meters tall. Please board the ship."

The staff member smiled slightly and took the ticket.

Conan, who is less than a meter tall, stared with dead fish eyes and helplessly followed Heiji Hattori onto the ship.

"I need to rest for a bit. I didn't sleep well last night, and I didn't sleep at all on the Shinkansen ride here today, so I'm a little sleepy... Wait, isn't that Akaso Kaze?"

Hattori Heiji suddenly widened his eyes.

Chi Chufeng walked leisurely towards the area of ​​the luxury private rooms, carrying nothing.

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with envy and jealousy.

"It only takes three hours to get from here to American Island. It's such a short distance, yet he bought a luxury suite ticket all by himself. That's too extravagant."

Conan rolled his eyes, speechless.

"But I really envy him..."

Hattori Heiji suddenly felt uncomfortable in the seat.

"Chichu-san!" he suddenly shouted.

While shouting, he pulled Conan along and ran towards the luxury private room area.

"Oh, it's the two of you?"

Akatsuka turned around and looked at Conan and Hattori Heiji in surprise.

"Are you two Grim Reapers also going to Mermaid Island?"

Conan immediately rolled his eyes in annoyance and said angrily, "You, stop spreading rumors everywhere! We're not the Grim Reapers!"

"Oh! Really?" Chi Chufeng looked at Conan, who stubbornly denied it, and said with a smile, "Then do you believe that as long as you go to Mermaid Island, there will definitely be a murder case there?"

Conan listened to Akazuka's words, and just as he was about to agree, he remembered what had happened downstairs at Jodie's house.

He had confidently declared that no one would be killed, but a body actually fell directly from the sky right in front of them.

Thinking about that incident made him feel a little guilty, and he didn't dare to continue the conversation.

Heiji Hattori didn't care about the title of Grim Reaper. He said with a grin, "Akachu-san, are you alone? The journey must be so boring. Why don't we go to your private room and liven things up?"

These two guys probably want to sit in a private room.

Chi Chufeng didn't care, since the private room was quite large and could seat six people.

"Wow, the luxury private room is really nice. There are free fruits and snacks, and even playing cards."

Hattori Heiji was drooling.

Conan's eyes lit up, and he tugged at Hattori Heiji's sleeve.

"Sitting here is boring, how about we play some cards?"

Hattori Heiji was taken aback for a moment, then nodded seriously...

"Great idea! Playing poker may seem simple, but it actually requires a person's memory, observation, judgment, reasoning ability, and so on. People with outstanding abilities in these areas can win more often than they lose!"

"Why don't we have a contest of wits using cards and see who's the best?"

"That's right!" Conan nodded repeatedly. "Brother Akashi, do you dare to accept the challenge?"

Oh ho? These two detectives dare to take on this challenge?

They actually dare to play poker with us?

Hehe, we'll make you cry in a very rhythmic way!

Chi Chufeng chuckled inwardly, but outwardly appeared very hesitant.

"Poker? I'm not very good at it. What's the penalty for losing?"

Hearing what Chi Chufeng said, Conan smiled slightly.

"We're all decent people, we can't gamble or anything like that. The loser gets a flick on the forehead!"

"A flick on the forehead? Okay."