I'm in Detective Conan, but it's a chaotic battlefield.

Chen Nuo suddenly remembered the light pink bottle with a terrifying skull painted on it, which was hidden in the refrigerator compartment.

Isn't that poison?

Does he eat that stuff every day?

Who in their right mind would eat that weird liquid with a skull and crossbones symbol on the bottle?

No wonder the original owner wrote a diary entry that clearly showed he was in poor mental condition, and left this world so early.

Just as he was thinking this, Shiho Miyano had already pushed him to the entrance of the dojo.

Her small hands were very soft, and she had a unique fragrance that made people unable to resist being captivated by her.

It smells like a cool, refreshing perfume, but not quite; it seems to also have the pungent smell of chemicals from a laboratory.

The slightly pungent smell did not detract from her beauty; instead, it added a touch of mystery to her.

Even if you're incredibly charming, I can't drink that weird stuff.

As Chen Nuo pondered how to "accidentally" spill the medicine, he quickened his pace toward the living room.

Shiho Miyano followed closely behind.

As her slender fingertips rested on the edge of the wooden sliding door, just as she was about to close it.

A gust of wind swept into the temple from the corridor.

The wind billowed her white coat backward, ruffled her soft, short, brown hair, and flipped over the calligraphy and paintings on the wall opposite the door, exposing the secret diary to her.

Shiho Miyano stopped closing the door.

She walked up to the painting, stood on tiptoe, and skillfully put it back in its original position.

Then, with a sweet smile on her face, she walked towards the living room.

Chapter 3 Sherry's lovingly prepared dish is a battleground.

Chen Nuo thought a lot on his way back to the living room.

He thought about how to accidentally spill the medicine, how to secretly swallow it and then vomit it out, and whether running away would lead to him being hunted down by the Black Organization as a traitor.

He even wondered if his old refrigerator could fit Shirley's body inside if he killed her.

But when Chen Nuo returned to the living room, his previous plans vanished instantly.

Because it's at the entrance.

Two tall men dressed in black were standing there.

The man in black at the head of the group was rather thin, with long silver hair hanging down to his waist under a black top hat. His expression was cold and he seemed somewhat impatient.

The oppressive and dangerous aura emanating from the other person allowed Chen Nuo to immediately determine his identity.

Gin.

I didn't expect Gin to arrive so quickly. Did he come with Sherry?

Chen Nuo tried her best to remain calm.

Unlike in the anime, Gin in real life exudes a much stronger sense of oppression. His murderous aura is so palpable that it even makes Chen Nuo subconsciously become more cautious with his breathing.

It's hard to describe how Gin made him feel.

If I had to describe it, it would be like having your hands and feet tied up, being locked in a room with a serial killer who stares straight at you and could grab a pair of scissors from the table at any moment—that kind of oppressive feeling.

Gin's eerie silver hair further amplified this feeling.

However, Chen Nuo remembered that Gin originally had blond hair in the original work, which was later changed to silver. Everyone jokingly said that Gin's hair turned white because he worked too hard for the organization.

It seems that in this world, Gin has been overworked from the very beginning.

Behind Gin, Vodka, wearing sunglasses, was squatting on the ground inspecting the bombs and guns in his sports bag.

Chen Nuo had already hidden Ran Mouri's shoes, so he wasn't worried about the other party checking them.

"Gin...uh...Big Brother, you're here." Chen Nuo almost blurted out Gin's code name in his nervousness, but he quickly corrected himself.

In a hierarchical organization like the Black Organization, an outer member like him probably wouldn't be qualified to directly address Gin by his code name. Calling him "Big Brother" along with Vodka would be more appropriate.

"Hmm, where did you go?" Gin's tone was cold, but he didn't seem to care about the details of how he addressed her.

"I went to the dojo to get some things."

Chen Nuo brandished the bamboo knife in his hand. He was worried that Shirley might have ulterior motives towards him, so he brought the bamboo knife with him.

My original plan was to knock her out first if all else failed.

Although the bamboo sword used for practice has no sharp edge, it still feels quite solid in the hand.

It looks like a large rolling pin.

A girl as cute and gentle as Shirley probably couldn't withstand a few blows, right?

But when he returned, he saw Gin and Vodka, which disrupted his original plans.

"What are you doing here?" A cold voice suddenly came from behind.

Chen Nuo turned around and saw that the "cute girl who couldn't withstand a few blows" was walking over from the back of the dojo.

As soon as Shiho Miyano saw Gin and vodka, she raised her nose and snorted coldly.

Chen Nuo raised an eyebrow; it seemed they hadn't come together.

Does Gin know that Sherry fed him poison?

Chen Nuo remained silent, continuing to observe the expressions on both sides' faces without making a sound.

“I’m not like you rich girls who only know how to spend money. I’m responsible for most of the organization’s operating expenses, so of course I’m busy working.” Gin took off his black top hat and gently rubbed the brim with his hand.

Shiho Miyano's gaze fell on the bomb in Vodka's hand.

She frowned, but didn't say anything.

"By the way," Gin suddenly asked, "how's things going on your end?"

Chen Nuo noticed that Gin's gaze lingered on him for a fraction of a second while he was speaking, but he pretended not to see it.

Shiho Miyano said with a stern face, "This is none of your business."

Gin gave a cold laugh: "I was just kindly reminding you that if you can't produce results... you wouldn't want to see something happen to your sister, would you?"

"I'll explain to the boss then," Shiho Miyano said.

"I hope so," Gin said. "You heard about the guy who betrayed the organization and was executed not long ago, right?"

Shiho Miyano crossed her arms and said coldly, "What does this have to do with me?"

Gin ignored her and continued, "I strapped him with bombs and threw him out of the helicopter. Before he even hit the ground, he turned into a brilliant firework."

Shiho Miyano remained calm.

However, Chen Nuo noticed that her two small hands were tightly gripping the edge of the white coat, trembling slightly.

It seems that Gin is putting a lot of pressure on her.

Gin also keenly noticed this detail, and he continued, "By the way, it's this kind of bomb. You can familiarize yourself with it first."

After saying that, he turned his gaze to the vodka behind him.

Chen Nuo also looked over.

Vodka was holding a carton of milk, sipping it through a straw. Beside him, besides the bomb, the carton of milk that Shiho Miyano had ordered for Chen Nuo had also been opened.

The way Vodka, with his tall and robust physique, drinks milk has a strangely comical quality.

This reminded Chen Nuo of the meme of Shaquille O'Neal drinking mineral water.

Gin had built up a tense atmosphere for quite some time, but vodka completely swayed it.

He glared coldly at Vodka and said in an icy tone, "What are you doing?"

"It tastes good, brother, would you like to try some?" Vodka then took out a carton of milk and handed it to Gin.

Gin took a deep breath, turned to Chen Nuo and said, "Keep your phone on, I'll contact you if anything comes up."

After saying that, he slammed the milk carton that Vodka had handed him onto the ground.

Then he stepped on it and walked towards the door.

The spilled milk turned the entryway floor milky white.

Vodka seemed to come to his senses at this moment, realizing that his older brother might be trying to establish his authority in front of Sherry.

So he imitated Gin, throwing the half-finished carton of milk under his feet and stomping on it hard.

But he didn't notice that the milk carton straw was pointing directly at the door, and Gin was bending down to pick up his gym bag from the ground.

then……

As everyone watched the liquid dripping from Gin's silver bangs, no one dared to speak.

The silence lasted for several seconds.

Gin suddenly reached for the pistol at his waist.

"B-Big brother!" Vodka rushed forward to stop him, "Don't we have to get to Beihu soon? If we're any later, we'll be too late."

Vodka seems to have an unparalleled talent for not angering his older brother Gin.

Sure enough, when the organization's mission was mentioned, Gin temporarily suppressed his anger.

He kicked open the door of Chen Nuo's dojo and walked out without looking back.

Vodka glared resentfully at Sherry and Chen Nuo, who was trying hard to suppress his laughter.

He then took two more cartons of milk and hid them on his person before turning to leave.

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"Pfft~" Shiho Miyano looked at Vodka's disheveled figure and suddenly burst out laughing.

She has a beautiful smile.

A faint smile curved her lips, like a red rose blooming in the darkness. Chen Nuo stared at her, mesmerized for a few seconds.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Shiho Miyano asked.