Conan: Ran, I really am Shinichi, you have to believe me!

So, in order to leave a way out for his successor, Jiang Chengbei deliberately came to Gin to show him his true identity as the Conan Bomber, and told him that even if he killed him, at most it would be a mutual destruction, and if he didn't want to die, he shouldn't try to harm him.

Chapter 37 A bosom friend afar brings a distant land near; 6-0

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

Gin was initially just surprised that the elementary school student's belt could spew out a soccer ball; he thought the kid's toy was pretty good.

But when the football, which appeared out of thin air as if by magic, was kicked away, soaring hundreds of meters into the sky, and then smashing the drunken Apache helicopter into a burst of brilliant fireworks, Gin was truly stunned.

After a round of football-themed fireworks, the Apache helicopter overhead had its four air-to-air missiles and 38 rockets ignited under its stub wings. Some were launched, while the others exploded.

Then, Gin saw the Apache helicopter that had been blown up and rolled over. By sheer coincidence, the rockets and air-to-air missiles fired from it either exploded or collided with it, hitting the three helicopters surrounding it and the two F-16s circling overhead.

This truly shocked Gin. Although he tried his best to appear cold on the surface, the fact that the murderous aura around him immediately disappeared showed that he was no less shocked than other ordinary people.

As for Jiang Chengbei taking down a helicopter with one kick, after all, the elementary school student in the original drama was also known as the "nuclear bomb soccer player," and legend has it that he did quite a few things like kicking satellites to blast them apart, kicking down Black Hawk helicopters, and destroying Osprey helicopters.

There are now two death auras present, two protagonist auras, and another killer aura that's just brushing past them. With so many auras surrounding them...

Most importantly, today is a special day: January 1st, the first day of the first year of Conan's story, the day Bleach Conan was released.

On the most important day in the world of Detective Conan, shouldn't we set off some fireworks, make some airplanes, and have a big celebration?

Moreover, this fireworks soccer ball was proposed by Conan at his peak, just like in the original Conan series. The equipment in the original series could shoot down satellites. Today, we'll aim a little higher and have a bit more luck to shoot down more planes, all for the sake of the festive effect!

In the end, all four helicopters crashed amidst continuous explosions and spectacular fireworks.

The two F-16s were billowing black smoke, but thankfully they had a pair of iron wings, which allowed them to glide towards the outskirts of Tokyo and prepare to land automatically in a sparsely populated area. Otherwise, they would have followed in the footsteps of their four iron-winged brothers.

Fortunately, the F-16 pilots were all elites, unlike those guys who just spewed off like gusts of wind. When they saw a friendly plane hit and on fire, they immediately ejected to save their comrades, even carrying parachutes to help put out the fire.

Above the rice fields, suddenly some guy swiped six large airplanes, leaving everyone below stunned: their swiping of small knives, ropes, and cyanide pellets was child's play, so outdated.

No one else saw Jiang Chengbei kick the soccer ball and shoot down the armed helicopter hundreds of meters in the sky, but Gin and Vodka saw it all; the whole process was witnessed by them.

Seeing a soccer ball ejected from a belt hole, kicked hundreds of meters by a child, and then exploding to destroy an armed helicopter—that doesn't make sense!

Especially that soccer ball that was only the size of a ping-pong ball at the beginning, it exploded with such great power. Was it a nitrogen-containing anionic salt bomb?

Of course, the most unreasonable thing is that the armed helicopter that was blown up by the football directly set off its onboard munitions and used them to shoot down 5 other aircraft around it.

Unless death comes today, Gin really can't believe that such a coincidence could happen in this world.

"See? I carry bombs with me everywhere. I can kick a soccer ball and blow up an armed helicopter in a minute."

Seeing the plane fall from the sky, Jiang Chengbei felt a pang of heartache. In the ordinary shops of his system, even buying an Apache helicopter at the lowest market price would cost 100 billion yen. If only he could get the plane he had acquired today in cash.

"How...how did you manage to kick a plane hundreds of meters high? If you're that good, what's the point of having anti-aircraft missiles?"

Seeing the attack helicopter explode with a single kick, even Gin, a ruthless killer, felt a sense of fear. It seems he needs to think twice about buying the attack helicopter for a spin. What if he gets kicked by a kid's soccer ball while cruising around? Should he just parachute out?

"Are you asking me about kicking an armed helicopter to pieces? That's basic stuff, don't be surprised, it's normal."

I've seen people kick an Osprey to pieces or knock down a satellite with one kick. These are all normal occurrences. You're just inexperienced; don't be surprised.

Gin: "..."

If you guys are all this tough, then what's the point of me buying an attack helicopter?

Thinking of this, Gin stared at the 7-year-old kid with a resentful look in his eyes.

As I get older, I realize I can't keep up with the times anymore.

At this moment, Gin was filled with a sense of dejection.

The thought that what looked like an ordinary soccer ball could have such explosive power, coupled with Jiang Chengbei's clothes and the bomb that could spit out and overturn armed helicopters, made Gin Vodka take a step back, trying to stay as far away from this madman as possible.

"Hey, how about it? Now we can call it even and become friends, right?"

After hearing Jiang Chengbei's words, Gin remained silent for a moment. Considering the kid's formidable strength—capable of kicking down an armed helicopter with one kick—and the fact that he was the person behind the scenes who could cultivate such a child, he finally had to nod.

"As long as you don't bother me again, I don't care. I never argue with a child."

"Alright, we've become friends through a misunderstanding, how about we exchange phone numbers and keep in touch later?"

As Jiang Chengbei spoke, he took out his phone. Seeing that Gin didn't move and clearly didn't want to talk to him, Jiang Chengbei had no choice but to continue:

"Leave your email address. I can tell you're not good people just by looking at you. If you're too busy and want to outsource, introduce me to some business."

Don't worry, I will soon prove my abilities, and the whole world will know the name of me, the Grim Reaper Elementary School Student.

If you can guess my real profession and identity by then, you'll definitely need my help with some tasks.

Leave your email address now, so you can contact me later.

"What's their real identity and profession? Aren't the only professions for elementary school students studying? Does it include masturbating?"

Jiang Chengbei: "After you figure out what I did, I think you'll introduce me to some outsourcing business. As long as the money is right, I'll go to the target's house and film an episode."

Although he didn't understand what the elementary school student was saying, Gin thought that if he ever really needed to masturbate in the future, it would be good to have an experienced person to help him. So, in the end, he exchanged phone numbers with Jiang Chengbei.

"By the way, since we're business partners now, let's get to know each other again. My name is Conan Edogawa, also known as the Grim Reaper Elementary School Student. What's your name?"

"Gin."

"And you, you big oaf?"

Suddenly being called out by a big shot who could kick a plane, Vodka felt a little excited. He then stood with his feet together and said respectfully, "Vodka."

"What's your real name?"

"Fish Tomb..."

"Cough cough cough..."

Gin glared at Vodka, immediately shutting the big man up, who didn't even dare wipe the sweat from his brow.

"Stop coughing. I've already told you my real name, but you only gave me a code name. That's not fair."

Gin and vodka are clearly alcoholic beverages; don't think you can fool children.

"Real name? Heh, Edogawa Ranpo plus Conan Doyle, that's your real name?"

Gin gave Jiang Chengbei a cold laugh, as if to say, "Do you think I'm stupid?"

"That's not important, never mind, I won't say it then. But... you guys gave yourselves a wine name, it sounds pretty cool."

Moreover, you look like ruthless terrorists. If you are caught in the future and my name, Conan Edogawa, is on the contact list, wouldn't I be implicated?

Okay, I'll give myself a code name, let's call it "Daughter's Red." I'll use that code name to contact you from now on.

At first, Gin didn't understand what "Daughter's Red" meant, but after Jiang Chengbei explained the pronunciation and spelling, Gin was completely dumbfounded.

You're not even a member of our organization yet, and you've already given yourself a wine name. Do you still want our organization's wine name patent?

When Gin later learned that Nu'er Hong was neither a distilled spirit nor a wine, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

For a brewery that has always admired foreign things and insisted on adopting Western practices, even traditional Japanese sake, shochu, and dry sake have not been used as code names, let alone those from across the sea.

Daughter's Red is fine, anyway, their organization only has Western wines, and they can't find even half a bottle of Eastern wine in the entire organization.

Let him use it if he wants; it's none of my business.

Of course, most importantly, Jiang Chengbei's ability to kick an armed helicopter to pieces while simultaneously causing five surrounding aircraft to be hit by bullets made Gin wary.

These elementary school students are so mysterious, you can't mess with them!

After Jiang Chengbei left, Vodka asked, puzzled, "Brother, why did we exchange contact information with a little kid?"

"Vodka, do you think it's worthwhile to maintain contact with a mysterious organization that can train a child to kick an airplane?"

"Brother, are you saying this kid has someone backing him?"

"You think a child could handle something like a belt buckle that can spit out a bomb that can blow up an attack helicopter?"

A child can shoot down six planes, and afterwards, he remains unfazed, showing no sign of being bothered. We should avoid organizations that can produce children like that.

"Got it, big brother."

"Also, let's put learning to fly a plane aside for now. Actually, traveling by car is quite nice."

"But, big brother... I actually know how to fly a plane."

Gin: "..."

"Forget it, let's go get a bomb and have some fun first. Vodka, do you know any vehicles we can blow up that are more expensive than an Apache?"

"Shinkansen, would you like to consider it, brother?"

"Alright, let's go blow this up! I don't believe the value of the case I destroy is less than that of an elementary school student."

Chapter 38 Kudo: Conan and the two cold-blooded men in black, are they now friends?

Because gin and vodka enjoy the standard benefits and low-key aura of the distillery, they operate in a low-key manner and go unnoticed.

So thanks to them, Jiang Chengbei, standing beside them and hidden by their huge figures, didn't see anyone except Gin and Vodka do the kicking of the football, from the moment the football appeared from his belt until it flew into the sky.

However, after Jiangcheng North won 6-0, Shinichi Kudo was shocked by the planes in the sky exploding. His detective intuition told him that something was amiss. After looking around for suspicious points, he saw that despicable elementary school student chatting and laughing with the two cold-blooded men in black.

The awful elementary school student just wronged them, and these two don't look like good people at all. How can they possibly get along?

A big question mark appeared in Shinichi Kudo's mind.

Soon, Shinichi Kudo saw the despicable elementary school student exchange phone numbers with the two cold-blooded men in black, and then he happily walked away.

Although these two men in black were not the murderers in today's case, based on Shinichi Kudo's many years of experience in solving cases, he could tell from their eyes that they had a lot of lives on their hands.

So as soon as Jiang Chengbei left, he found Jiang Chengbei and wanted to get information from him about the two men in black.

As for why he didn't go over and contact them, it was because Xiaolan was still by his side. He didn't want to go to them now and attract their attention, which might harm Xiaolan.

He had also planned that once they separated, he would secretly follow them. Contacting them too early would make them remember him and raise their guard, which would make the follow-up investigation later more troublesome.

"Conan, how much did you talk to those two men in black? What did you learn about them? Share your information."

Because he needed Conan's help, Shinichi Kudo tried his best to be friendly and speak to him in a gentle tone.

"No comment. If you want to know, go and follow them yourself."

Just a friendly reminder: the blond guy is very alert. With your terrible tracking skills, you'd better not get any ideas about him, or you'll be discovered as soon as you start following him.

You'd better wait until they separate, then follow the big, goofy guy in sunglasses. He's easier to follow and less alert.

"Thank you, Conan. Is there any more?"