Ke Xue: Mastering Observation Haki at the start

Jia Chen quickly typed on her phone's keyboard and sent the message...

[Received.] — Galiano.

It seems today is the day... Jia Chen calmly looked at his phone screen.

Then they found the cunning Miss Sherry at the top of the list.

Edit the message and send it...

5 PM...

The sky was overcast, with low-hanging clouds blocking out the sun's rays...

As the temperature plummeted, snowflakes began to fall.

Didan Primary School.

"Snowflakes are falling..."

"Let's go build a snowman in a bit."

"It's snowing, it's snowing."

The Junior Detective Club and a group of elementary school students looked at the falling snowflakes outside with happy expressions.

Ai Haibara sat in her seat, looking up at the snowflakes outside, lost in thought.

Why... does this scene feel so familiar?

"Haibara-san, Haibara-san..."

"Huh?" Ai Haibara snapped out of her daze, turned around, and saw the Junior Detective League already waiting for her at the door with their backpacks on.

"Is Haibara sick?" Ayumi Yoshida asked with concern.

Conan looked at Ai Haibara with a puzzled expression. He had noticed that she was often distracted during class, which was strange.

"I'm fine." Ai Haibara shook her head gently, slung her backpack over her shoulder, and walked outside.

“Let’s go play ‘Who’s the Blackie’ later,” Ayumi Yoshida said happily. “There’s a new character that came out recently, I think it’s the killer card.”

"No!" Ai Haibara's pupils contracted slightly upon hearing the word 'assassin.' "I'm not feeling well, I'm going home first."

She took her shoes and phone from the shoe cabinet, put them on, and left...

Ayumi Yoshida wanted to speak, but Ai Haibara had already left...

She suddenly felt a little wronged.

Conan frowned, clearly noticing that something was amiss.

"I'm not feeling well either, so I'm going home first." After saying that, she put on her shoes and quickly followed.

The Junior Detectives were left standing there, bewildered in the wind.

"Hey, what's wrong with you today?" Conan caught up and asked. "Is there some news about that organization?"

Ai Haibara shook her head without saying anything, took out her phone, and glanced at the message that Jia Chen had sent her.

Conan also curiously peeked out.

[It snowed today. After school, I made you pumpkin porridge and osmanthus cake.] — Jia Chen

86959#73ba9] Looking for a losing group

Conan, with his crescent-shaped eyes, held his head in his hands. That guy, Jia Chen, is really good to kids... especially Haibara.

After seeing this message, Ai Haibara's earlier panic subsided considerably.

･･･ Ask for flowers ･･･

However, as she walked down a street, she suddenly froze, her pupils contracting as she stared at a black Porsche 356A.

"What's wrong?" Conan, who was standing next to him, also turned to look at the car and walked over. "I didn't expect to see such an antique car here."

Conan reached out and touched it as he spoke.

He lamented that he wasn't born into wealth.

“The owner isn’t inside,” Conan said, pressing his finger against the car window. “Besides, parking here is against traffic laws.”

"Gin..." Ai Haibara's body trembled uncontrollably as the scene from her nightmare resurfaced in her mind.

"Huh?" Conan immediately perked up his ears upon hearing this. "You just mentioned Gin?"

“Gin’s car is like this too.” Ai Haibara suppressed her fear, ignored him, and continued walking forward.

"What!" Conan exclaimed in surprise. "Wait a minute, Ai Haibara!"

"I advise you to leave now," Ai Haibara said, suppressing her trembling. "If you try to follow them, you'll get a lot of people killed."

Ai once again recalled the scene from her dream, that lingering fear.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Conan took out his phone and sent a message to Professor Agasa. "Besides, Gin is probably an athletic failure. Even with my physique, he still managed to sneak up on me with a stick. I probably won't be in much better shape."

In Conan's memory, the first time he met Gin was on a very hot day.

The other person was wearing a large black overcoat with a sweater underneath...

What else could this be but frail and weak?

The vodka next to him looked pretty normal; he was probably just a lackey or something.

It's easy to imagine that if the older brother is so weak, how strong can the younger brother be?

Ai Haibara was speechless after hearing Conan's words... If everyone is as brainless as Edogawa, then everyone will be in danger.

"You must face your fate, Ai!" Conan's eyes gleamed, as if he had confirmed his sense of justice. "These people are committing crimes in the peaceful and honest town of Beika. As a detective, I can't just stand by and do nothing!"

"And... I want to get the antidote, restore my original body, and I don't want to be a primary school student anymore."

Ai Haibara was stunned for a moment after hearing that.

That's true... Shinichi Kudo, the famous detective, originally had a wonderful life with his childhood friend and was a top-tier detective, but then he got involved with the Black Organization and shrunk...

"Do you believe in predicting the future?" Ai Haibara asked abruptly, recalling the scene from her dream.

"I don't believe it," Conan said decisively.

Ai Haibara remained silent for a long time, her heart heavy with sorrow.

"I'm leaving." Ai Haibara said, then turned and left, her brown hair fluttering in the cold wind.

She was clear about her role and helped Jia Chen from behind.

If we were to follow them now, it would be tantamount to walking into a trap and creating unnecessary trouble for Jia Chen.

Perhaps it was fate, but as I turned around, a gust of cold wind blew by and knocked off a strand of my tea-colored hair.

Conan didn't stop her; he knew this was Haibara's own choice.

Chapter 154 Fate

At that moment, Gin was running a red light with no regard for traffic laws, while Vodka followed behind him.

It must be said that clever vodka always hides on the other side of gin.

In this way, if a car really can't brake, it will hit Gin first.

"Hey! Are you out of your mind?!"

A car screeched to a halt next to Gin, and the driver stuck his head out and yelled angrily.

"Hmm?" The muscular man's sunglasses reflected an almost blinding light once more, and he grinned, staring at the driver.

Looking at the man in the top hat and black clothes with a strong thug vibe, the driver swallowed hard and smiled, "I was driving too fast, sorry."

"Heh..." Gin, the vodka scholar, sneered. Seeing that Gin had already walked to the car, he quickly chased after him, "Big brother, wait for me!"

Old man 86;7+⑶^8045

"The area around the car is a mess." Gin "533" looked at the messy footprints next to the car.

“I guess your car is just too rare,” Vodka said. “These passersby probably haven’t seen a car like this before.”

"Hmph, just a German rain frog." Gin sneered after hearing Vodka's words.

Clearly, he was pleased with what vodka said.

The Porsche 356A started up and slowly drove away.

Gin and Vodka clearly didn't notice Conan behind them.

"So, Shinichi, should we chase after them?" Professor Agasa asked, sitting in the Beetle, eager to give it a try.

After hearing Conan's analysis, Professor Agasa also believes that Gin is a weakling.

Having just seen Gin's appearance, the Doctor was even more certain.

His hair was already whiter than hers at such a young age.

What else could this be but a lie?

“No need.” Conan activated his eye tracker. “We need to capture all of these people in one fell swoop. Professor, you follow behind slowly and don’t get spotted.”

Professor Agasa nodded and slowly followed.

"Beep beep beep..."