The Black Detective of the Detective Conan World

And for some reason, Xiaolan felt like she hadn't been to school in a long time...

Is it an illusion?

I should at least show my face at school today.

Ran went home, washed up, and then took Conan to school.

Lin Zhiren was left alone and suddenly felt idle and had nothing to do.

Of course, he wouldn't be idle for long; Kogoro Mouri arranged to meet his new client in the evening.

After thinking about it, Naoto Hayashi decided to kill some time at Professor Agasa's place and see if the Doctor had come up with any interesting gadgets.

You can also mooch a meal off Ai Haibara.

Naoto Hayashi was really looking forward to the big meal that had been promised.

Naoto Hayashi drove to Professor Agasa's residence. As soon as he parked the car, he heard a loud bang. A large hole broke in the wall on the first floor of the professor's house, and Professor Agasa, covered in soot, flew out.

It really flew!

Professor Agasa was carrying something the size of a schoolbag, from which blazing flames shot out, propelling him through the air as he screamed in agony.

Ai Haibara, dressed in a white lab coat, was chasing closely behind him, holding a fire extinguisher in her hand.

Naoto Lin was quite surprised: Was that a jetpack?

How could a PhD student research something like this?

Professor Agasa flew over Naoto Hayashi's head like a giant moth. Hayashi jumped up and grabbed the professor's legs, easily pulling him down.

The professor frantically turned off the switch, and black smoke suddenly billowed out of the backpack.

Ai Haibara looked around, extinguished the flames in several places with a few puffs, then threw down the fire extinguisher and ran over.

Professor Agasa spat out the dust from his mouth, then said somewhat awkwardly, "Heh, it's Naoto. You guys have returned after completing your mission?"

Naoto Hayashi shook his head: "Not really, the client was framed, so it's not like that!"

Professor Agasa had no answer to this and could only laugh awkwardly.

Ai Haibara said calmly, "Would you like to stay for dinner later?"

Naoto Hayashi nodded and smiled, "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Ai Haibara's lips twitched slightly, then she quickly suppressed it.

Professor Agasa removed the jetpack and muttered, "This kind of rocket-propelled backpack doesn't seem to work; it's too dangerous..."

Naoto Hayashi came over and asked curiously, "Why not try a turbine fan-powered flying backpack? It can be powered by batteries, so it's definitely safer."

Dr. Agasa's eyes lit up immediately, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Ah! You're right! Electricity... I happen to have some inventions related to high-energy batteries that can be used for this!"

After saying that, he ran off to find suitable materials.

Ai Haibara leaned closer and whispered, "You ran into the Black Organization again? Did they manage to identify you?"

Naoto Hayashi made a reassuring gesture and said, "Don't worry, all of our people are wearing masks."

Ai Haibara was relieved.

Thinking about how Gin had already blown up two cars, I suddenly felt a sense of exhilaration, like eating ice cream on a hot summer day.

I really want to see what kind of face he'll have after his Porsche blows up.

Knowing that the Black Organization had been defeated and that her own organization had a complete advantage, Ai Haibara finally felt relieved and went to the kitchen to cook.

She had clearly prepared several days in advance, with a full range of dishes, including some rather difficult ones.

It seems they put a lot of thought into it.

Before long, a large table of delicious-looking dishes was laid out.

Naoto Hayashi rubbed his hands together and sat down at the table, smiling broadly. "It looks delicious... Shall we invite Professor Agasa over for dinner?"

Suddenly, Professor Agasa rushed out of the room, carrying a large cylindrical container that probably contained batteries, a motor, and a fan.

He laughed heartily, "Naoto, your idea is brilliant! I've already made a prototype; it's incredibly strong and can definitely lift a person up..."

He turned on the switch while speaking.

hum!

A deep, booming sound rang out, and a fierce gust of wind surged out of the cylinder, making the living room feel as if a gale of force 8 was blowing!

Lighter items flew everywhere, while heavier items creaked and groaned, as if trying to take off.

Lin Zhiren was the first to be hit, his face directly facing the cylinder. The strong wind instantly flattened his entire face, squeezing the skin on his face into wrinkles, and his hair danced wildly!

Fortunately, he was strong enough that he could quickly bend his legs slightly, shift his center of gravity, and stabilize himself.

At that moment, the dishes on the table behind him clattered, soup splashed everywhere, and it looked like the whole table of food was about to fly into the sky.

Naoto Hayashi stepped forward and used his body to block the hairdryer tube.

Before Professor Agasa could figure out what was happening, the cylinder in his hand began to shake violently. He could no longer hold on to it, and with a sudden release, the cylinder crashed through the wall and disappeared into the horizon with a whoosh.

*Snap*

A magazine fell from the sky and landed on Professor Agasa's head.

Looking at the mess in the living room, Dr. Agasa was on the verge of tears.

Ai Haibara was still holding a ladle in her hand, and as she looked at the food that was almost ruined on the table, the ladle made a "crunching" sound as she squeezed it.

Professor Agasa said guiltily, "Ahaha, Ai-chan, you should believe me if I say I didn't mean it, right?"

Ai Haibara said expressionlessly, "Heh, Doctor, you would believe me if I said I forgot to cook your dish, right?"

Professor Agasa burst into tears: "No...!"

Chapter 124 Gun in the right hand, medicine in the left, do I look like Gin?

Of course, the doctor still got to enjoy a feast in the end.

However, in order to punish the professor, Ai Haibara placed a lot of leafy greens in front of him and also piled a lot of vegetables into his bowl, making it overflow.

Professor Agasa could only eat these with tears in his eyes.

And I comforted myself by thinking that eating more vegetables was good for my health, and that my blood sugar, blood lipids, and blood pressure were all too high and needed to be regulated...

Sigh, but I still really want to eat meat...

After dinner, Naoto Hayashi wanted to help wash the dishes, but Ai Haibara pushed him out of the kitchen.

Bored, he wandered into Ai Haibara's laboratory to see what fun things were inside.

They found a row of glass boxes inside, each containing a small white mouse, clearly for drug testing.

Most of them were drunk and staggering.

Lin Zhiren glanced around and saw a half-empty bottle of baijiu on the test table.

Goodness, have you started treating baijiu like a regular medicine?

I wonder if these lab rats will get drunk and die...

Naoto Hayashi exclaimed in admiration, but he wondered how far away it would be before Ai Haibara created an effective antidote.

Suddenly he paused, noticing several finished capsules on the test table, packaged in a small bottle, labeled with the words "HC02".

Is this... medicine number 2 for severe colds?

I'm shocked you actually developed a second generation of this poison...

At that moment, Ai Haibara walked in, wiping her hands. She noticed him looking at her research results and introduced, "This is the HeavyCold-02 drug I developed. Compared to its predecessor, it reduces the symptoms of severe colds and shortens the duration of symptoms."

"Second-generation drugs can induce a cold-like state within ten seconds, accompanied by fever and dizziness, lasting for up to an hour."

"My goal is to develop a drug that can control the duration of mild cold symptoms, and then combine it with a special substance extracted from baijiu (Chinese liquor) to create an antidote for drug A that can restore the body."

Naoto Hayashi gave a thumbs up.

He had always admired such research geniuses, but recalling the anime plot, it seemed that even after more than a thousand episodes, they still hadn't been able to develop an antidote, which clearly showed that drug development was not so easy.

Lin Zhiren pointed to the bottle of capsules and asked, "Could you give me a few of these cold medicines?"

Although Ai Haibara was a little puzzled, since this wasn't a poison that would kill you instantly, she didn't pay much attention and simply gave the whole bottle to Naoto Hayashi.

There are six capsules in the bottle.

Naoto Hayashi carefully put the medicine away, feeling as if he had truly acquired the demeanor of a member of a dark organization.

If he also carried a gun, it would be perfect.

Gun in right hand, medicine in left hand, don't I look like Gin?

……

On a quiet street.

A black Porsche 356A was parked on the side of the road, and Vodka was inside the car using binoculars to observe the surroundings.

In the passenger seat, Gin suddenly felt like sneezing, but he immediately frowned and held it in.

How can someone who is the codenamed boss of the Black Organization, who kills without hesitation, sneeze so easily?

He flipped through the intelligence materials in his hand, feeling a bit of a headache.

Yesterday's trading task failed again.

Although it was understandable that the assassins interfered and the organization's boss didn't blame him, Gin himself couldn't accept it.

He is the organization's true ace; he got to where he is today by completing one task after another flawlessly.

What's wrong with me lately? Even regular daily money-making tasks are going wrong?

And the Assassin's Creed...

That's a persistent, dark organization.

Judging from recent encounters, they seem to have their eyes on the organization's funding channels and are consciously trying to create obstacles for the organization!

A murderous glint flashed in Gin's eyes!

Sooner or later I'll kill you all.

Humph.

Ok?

He flipped through the documents in his hand and suddenly saw a piece of information that made his blood pressure soar.

There was a small yakuza group on the periphery of the organization, which was responsible for collecting protection fees and money laundering. They would hand over 100 million to the organization every month without fail.

Today, it was discovered that the person in charge of safeguarding the funds had been murdered, and 100 million yuan had disappeared from the vault!

It has been confirmed that two members of the gang committed the crime, stealing 100 million NT dollars before fleeing.

They immediately sent men to pursue them, but the two men escaped into Danyuan Mountain.

"Trash!" Gin's eyes were icy cold. He really wanted to shoot each of these yakuza members and kill them all.

He was about to send a message to assign a formal member of the organization to hunt down the two people when his hand suddenly stopped.

Ok?

This reminds me of the ever-present threat of the Assassin's Creed...

They might also be eyeing that 100 million yuan!

A glint of venomous excitement, like a snake eyeing its prey, flashed in Gin's eyes. He sensed that this might be an opportunity!

He immediately pulled out his phone: "Hello? Chianti, I have a mission..."

……

As evening approached, Naoto Hayashi arrived at the Mori Detective Agency.

Conan and Ran have already gone home from school.

Xiao Lan was humming a song while making dinner, looking very happy.

Conan, looking dejected, lay on the sofa, unwilling to move.

Naoto Hayashi walked over, poked Conan's head, and asked curiously, "What's wrong with you?"