The boy soldier next to the famous detective

Looking at the scene he had brought under control, Jonah nodded in satisfaction and pointed his pistol back at Furuya Rei.

The police officer's identity is actually a bit troublesome for Jonah. If it were the Jonah of the past, he would not hesitate to kill him.

But after living with Conan Edogawa and the Mori family for so long, Jonah has changed somewhat, not to mention that Rei Furuya just took a bullet for him.

Well, although Jonah thought this was completely unnecessary, Ran Mouri had taught Jonah that when observing a person, you should not only look at what they say, but also what they do.

Thinking this, Jonah took a small first-aid kit out of his backpack and placed it in front of Furuya Rei.

"I'm taking this arms dealer with me."

"Wait a moment..."

In principle, Furuya Rei didn't want Jonah to take Dave away, but now the principle was in Jonah's hands, and Furuya Rei didn't dare to provoke Jonah too much. Jonah clearly looked like a child, but he was more skilled at shooting than anyone else. He could only watch helplessly as Jonah used a gun to force Dave to leave.

Do you have transportation?

As Jonah led Dave out of the construction site, he heard the approaching sirens and knew that the gunfight had caught the attention of the surrounding crowd. He looked up at Dave and asked him a question.

"Of course, it's over there. What do you want?"

"Let's drive away first. You have your own safe house, right?"

"...Kid, you're getting a bit professional."

Looking at Jonah in surprise, Dave had many questions, but with the gun in Jonah's hands and a gunshot wound on his leg, Dave was unable to move easily. After assessing Jonah's performance, he realized that he wouldn't be a match for this strange kid if he was unarmed.

"Come with me."

Dave, who also didn't want to be caught by the police here, clicked his tongue, limped with Jonah to his hidden car, started the engine, and quickly left the area.

After a 20-minute drive, Jonah and Dave arrived at a small alley.

After glancing at the bustling scene on the bar street leading from the alley entrance, Jonah followed Dave into the room and carefully examined the seemingly ordinary environment.

It was a bit messier than Cohen's safe house, but it had a more lived-in feel. To use the adjectives Jonah could think of, it was a typical living space for a single man.

"Well then, kid, now you can tell me what's going on."

Dave plopped down on the sofa, seemingly oblivious to Jonah pointing a gun at him. He pulled out a first-aid kit from under the coffee table and began treating the wound on his thigh.

Aren't you afraid of me?

"Who wouldn't be afraid when a gun is pointed at them? It's just that you didn't kill me back then, which means you obviously need my help."

With a towel in his mouth, Dave used a sterilized knife to cut open his wound, then used tweezers to remove the bullet while enduring the pain, and threw it into the ashtray on the coffee table.

"Your eyes changed when you heard I was an arms dealer, and you became wary again when that bastard Amuro said he was a policeman. You're obviously not a good person."

"Coincidentally, what I'm best at is dealing with bad people."

"Really? I'm also good at dealing with bad people."

Jonah nodded slightly. He wasn't good at verbal sparring with someone like Dave, but for the sake of his plans and ideas, he could only force himself to speak in the way he had learned when watching TV dramas with Ran Mouri.

Keep your tone calm and don't reveal your purpose right away, and don't appear too eager.

"Haha, is that so?"

"Yes, so don't touch anything in the crevices of the sofa, and don't try to reach for anything stuck under the coffee table, or I'll shoot."

"...You really are surprising, kid. Who exactly are you?"

"I want to cooperate with you. Since you're an arms dealer, you should be able to get your hands on quite a few weapons, right?"

"Of course, I'm known as one of the biggest arms dealers in Tokyo!"

Dave smirked slightly, but quickly lowered his head in frustration. The feeling of throwing out a joke only to have no one to criticize it was incredibly disheartening.

"So, you want to buy weapons from me? No problem, since you helped me get away today, I'll treat you as a customer."

"Here, take this business card. I can't do business in this state today. Let me take good care of my wound tonight, and then we can meet somewhere to talk properly tomorrow, how about that?"

Frowning at Dave, Jonah remained silent for a moment, then took the business card from Dave's hand and was seen out of the room with a smile from Dave.

Jonah didn't leave immediately after leaving the house. He figured that unless Dave was out of his mind, he wouldn't be so cooperative.

Jonah believed that Dave wanted to stabilize himself first and then find an opportunity to escape, and if that was the case, then this man could not stay.

After placing a sensor in front of the door, Jonah quickly circled the house and found the second exit.

Hidden behind the garbage dump, Jonah sent an email to Ai Haibara, asking her to contact Conan Edogawa to say he would be returning later. He then turned off his phone to prevent Conan from bombarding him with calls.

Jonah assumed that Dave would leave the house immediately after quickly treating his wounds, but before Dave could escape, Jonah encountered a new "surprise".

When the man in the black suit walked toward the back door of the house, Jonah didn't react at first. But when Jonah heard the man in black say before hanging up the phone, "I'll contact Gin later," Jonah's expression instantly turned serious.

As the man in the suit pulled out a pistol from his pocket, screwed on a silencer, pried open the door, and quietly crept up, Jonah, who was hiding behind the garbage dump, thought for a moment, not wanting to miss this opportunity, and pulled out a pistol from his backpack, following closely behind into the house.

The fight that broke out in the room happened faster than Jonah had imagined. When Jonah stealthily rushed to the second floor, he saw Dave and the man in the suit rolling around on the floor, with a silenced pistol lying by the door of the second-floor room.

Dave had the advantage in terms of size and strength, but the man in the suit from the Black Organization keenly noticed the wound on Dave's thigh and, without any sense of martial ethics, seized the opportunity to stab it several times, causing Dave to break out in a cold sweat and fall into a disadvantageous position.

"Hehe, Dave, Mr. Rum asked me to give you his regards!"

"Let him go and curse my ass!"

Staring menacingly at the man in the suit who was gripping his neck with both hands, Dave's eyes blazed with anger. He couldn't accept that he had ended up like this.

He hasn't finished avenging himself on that damned organization yet, how can he die here!

砰-

A dull, slow gunshot rang out. Dave paused for a moment, looking at the man in the suit with a confused expression and his hands suddenly losing all strength. He endured the pain and suddenly flipped him over, slamming his fist, the size of a sandbag, hard into his face.

Turning to look at Jonah, who was standing at the door holding a silenced pistol, Dave grinned and laughed, unable to hide his excitement.

"Dude, you've come at just the right time!"