I, the Buddhist who raises leopards in the Conan world

After hesitating for a moment, Conan closed his eyes and took a sip - "Cough cough cough!" The burning sensation rushed from his throat to his forehead, choking him and making tears flow.

There was no change in my body, but a double image suddenly appeared on the cooking table in front of me.

"Conan!!" Along with the girl's roar, a slap hit his forehead accurately.

The pain made his vision clear instantly. Conan looked up while holding the freshly swollen bump and saw Xiaolan's clenched fists and her face that was so gloomy that it looked like water was dripping.

"You're so young and you're already imitating your father by drinking secretly? Are you going to become a sloppy alcoholic uncle in the future?" Xiaolan snatched the bottle, and the bottle creaked between her fingers. "Do you know you're wrong?"

"Sister Xiaolan, I was wrong..." Conan blinked his wet eyes and begged for mercy in the most innocent childish voice.

This trick always works on Mao Lilan - if you ignore the fact that she is currently standing on a stool and stuffing the wine bottle into the top shelf of the cupboard.

"A two-hundred-word self-criticism!" Xiaolan brushed the dust off her hands, "Give it to me before lunch!" A reflection flashed across Conan's glasses.

He suddenly covered his pocket and pretended to be shocked: "Ah! A text message from Dr. Agasa! He said he has something urgent to talk to me about!" Before Xiaolan could react, the elementary school student had already nimbly slipped under her armpit, "You don't have to wait for me for lunch--" The moment the door was slammed, Conan's expression immediately switched from innocence to solemnity.

He ran madly towards Beika-cho 2-chome. His lungs were burning from the intense exercise, but his thoughts were running faster than his feet.

The key to APTX4869's detoxification lies in that bottle of wine.

We must tell Huibara immediately! The doorbell of Dr. Agasa's house rang and the door was opened.

Ai Haibara folded her arms and leaned against the door frame. Her short brown hair shone softly in the sunlight. Her lake blue eyes looked at the newcomer "Kudo." Her nostrils twitched slightly, and her brows immediately frowned. "You smell of alcohol. Have you learned the bad habits of that lecherous uncle and started drinking?" Conan adjusted his glasses, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes behind the lenses: "Your nose is too sensitive, right? I only took a small sip..." Haibara turned and let Conan in: "For someone who used to be in charge of drug research and development in the organization, distinguishing the smells of various chemicals is basic skills!" She locked the security door with her backhand and asked without looking back, "So, why did you rush to see the doctor after drinking?" Conan's breathing had not yet calmed down, and his chest was heaving violently.

He took two steps at a time to catch up with Huibara as she walked towards the basement, and lowered his voice and said, "I'm not here to find the doctor, I'm here to find you!" As soon as the metal door of the laboratory closed, Conan grabbed Huibara's wrist and said, "I changed back yesterday! When I was investigating the Tsujimura family case! Although it was only a few hours-" Huibara's fingers froze in mid-air, and her lake-blue pupils contracted violently: "What did you do?" Her voice suddenly rose, "Tell me in detail!" Conan quickly described the whole process of turning back into Shinichi: the sudden severe pain in his heart was like being burned by a branding iron, the bones made a teeth-grinding "crackling" sound when they reorganized, and every inch of his skin seemed to be torn and sewn again.

When he talked about how he almost got exposed in front of Xiaolan, his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

When the bottle of Lao Baigan was mentioned, Huibara suddenly raised her hand to interrupt.

She turned and pulled up a set of three-dimensional molecular structure diagrams, her fingers tapping on the keyboard at an astonishing speed.

"It can't be alcohol!" she said firmly, the structure of the ethanol molecule spinning on the screen. "APTX4869's protein inhibitor directly blocks the ethanol metabolism pathway!" She pulled up another set of data. "Your recovery yesterday is more likely to be—"

"A temporary stress response!" Conan continued, his fingers unconsciously stroking the frame of his glasses, "Just like the adrenaline that bursts out when the body is in extremely dangerous situations!" Haibara nodded slightly, her brown bangs hanging down to cover her eyes.

She pulled up Conan's blood test history data: "Based on the symptoms you described, this is more like a temporary reversal phenomenon in the drug metabolism process.

But the question is…” Her voice suddenly dropped, “Why did it happen so suddenly? Is this the key to solving the problem?” The laboratory fell into an eerie silence, with only the slight hum of the computer fan.

Conan stared at the molecular model dancing on the screen. The entangled protein chains looked like poisonous snakes.

He suddenly said: "Huiyuan, do you remember what we said when we first met?"

"'The cell apoptosis program was unexpectedly reversed!'" Huiyuan repeated softly, his eyes becoming vague, as if he had traveled through time and seen that rainy night. "Although the research on APTX4869 was originally intended to reverse time... it has long been inducing programmed cell death, and only in very few individuals has it produced a reverse growth effect..."

"So yesterday's recovery wasn't a coincidence," Conan's glasses reflected a cold light, casting a sharp shadow on his face, "but my body has begun to—"

"Find the balance!" Haibara suddenly stood up, walked quickly to the refrigerator, and took out a test tube rack marked "C-137". "Kudo, I need your detailed timeline of yesterday, including diet, mood swings, environmental factors..." Her fingertips tapped the test tube lightly, "All the details!" Conan was about to speak when Dr. Agasa's voice came from upstairs: "Shinichi! Xiaolan called to find you! She said you have to finish writing your review--" Conan's shoulders slumped instantly, and he sighed deeply.

Even when I went to the doctor's house, I couldn't escape the fate of having to write a self-criticism.

He looked at Huibara helplessly, but found that the corners of the girl's mouth rose slightly and a smile flashed in her eyes.

"It seems, Mr. Detective," Huibara said with a subtle teasing in her voice as she placed the test tube into the centrifuge, "before I can solve the code of your body's mutation, I have to solve your survival crisis first!"

Chapter 56 The missing person returns

Shen Yuan followed the "Death God Elementary School Student" for two more days of commissions, and took on three cases in total. The victims happened to be those on Gin's task list, so Gin "completed" three more tasks.

When Shen Yuan opened the door, the light in the living room shone softly, and the air was filled with a faint smell of tobacco.

Gin sat on the sofa, his black windbreaker casually draped over the armrest, his slender fingers slowly combing Lightning's fur.

The cheetah squinted its eyes and made a low purring sound in its throat, obviously enjoying the touch of the uninvited guest.

Shen Yuan stood at the entrance, his lips slightly raised: "Boss, does this count as trespassing?" Gin stopped what he was doing.

He slowly raised his head, his dark green pupils looked particularly cold against his silver hair, like a beast lurking beneath a frozen lake.

"You said there was something important, video!" Shen Yuan loosened his tie, casually unbuttoned the top two buttons with his fingers, turned and walked into the bedroom, and came out a moment later wearing a dark gray home suit.

After washing my hands, I took out the bottle of Chartreuse, Gin, and two glasses from the wine cabinet. “I’ll start by mixing two glasses of the honey-flavored Silent Reaper that the boss recommended.

I'll tell you more about this!" The ice cubes made a sound in the shaker, and the wine gradually blended during the shaking.

As the dark green liquid slowly poured into the glass, Shen Yuan frowned slightly and stopped.

"This color..." In the end, the cocktail in the glass was like a dark green in the cold mist, like diluted poison.

Shen Yuan looked at the finished product, his lips twitching. What kind of deadly color is this! Or is his craftsmanship failing? He placed two glasses of wine on the newly replaced coffee table, sat down next to Gin, and pushed one towards him. "Boss, try it first!" The silver-haired killer lowered his eyes to gaze at the dark green liquid in silence... then picked up the glass and drank it in one gulp.

The Adam's apple rolled slowly as he swallowed, and when the rim of the glass left his thin lips, a drop of wine hung on his chin, sliding along the sharp lines of his neck into the shadow of the black turtleneck.

"Very strong!" he whispered, his voice hoarse from the alcohol, his dark green pupils slightly contracted under the shade of his long eyelashes, like a cat in the dark night startled by the sudden light.

Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows and took a bite as well.

The top note is the sweetness of honey, the middle note is the sharpness of gin, and finally the bitterness of Chartreuse burns the throat.

Strangely, the closer you get to the bottom of the cup, the more the sweetness of the honey deposits and the bitterness of the herbs intertwine, creating an addictive sense of conflict.

"Three more tasks completed..." His Adam's apple rolled as he spoke, and his voice was filled with the low magnetism soaked in wine.

As the glass dwindles, the sweetness of the honey becomes more pronounced, only to be overshadowed by the strong herbal bitterness of the Chartreuse.

Shen Yuan unconsciously licked his lower lip, and his tongue swept across the wine stains at the corners of his lips. This subconscious action made him look dangerously sexy.

The bitter taste of Chateau burned his throat, and Shen Yuan suddenly felt that this feeling was not bad.

"This wine is like playing hard to get!" The sweetness of honey comes first, but it gives you a fatal blow at the end.

Shen Yuan gently placed the empty cup on the coffee table. The glass and marble made a pleasant sound when they collided. He sank lazily into the sofa, his shirt collar slightly open, revealing a beautiful collarbone.

Gin frowned and tapped his knuckles on the wall of the glass: "Why are there so many coincidences?" Shen Yuan suddenly chuckled, and the laughter that escaped from his throat had a dangerous magnetism, which was particularly clear in the quiet living room.

He leaned his head back on the sofa, his long neck stretched out, and his protruding Adam's apple rolled gently with his laughter.

The light cast shadows of varying depths on his well-defined profile, making his smiling eyes look even deeper and more charming.

Lightning, who was originally curled up at Gin's feet, pricked up his ears alertly, and his ice-blue eyes scanned back and forth between the two of them.

The cheetah stood up gracefully, its silver-gray fur gleaming with metallic luster under the light.

It slowly walked to Shen Yuan's side, rubbed its head affectionately against its master's calf, and made a low purring sound in its throat, as if asking something.

Shen Yuan raised his hand and rubbed Lightning's furry ears, his slender fingers sinking into the silver-gray hair.

Gin looked at him in confusion, even suspecting that this man had emotional problems because he had killed those targets with his own hands - but Shen Yuan clearly said that he was not the one who did it.

As the laughter gradually died down, Shen Yuan tilted his head slightly to look at Gin. There were still fine lines at the corners of his eyes from the smile, and he exuded a lazy and dangerous charm.

Shen Yuan took out his cell phone and called up the treasured video: "Boss, this is the secret of this world!" He turned the screen to Gin, "With him around, no matter how many coincidences there are, they are not surprising!" Gin took the phone. The elementary school student with glasses in the video suddenly curled up in pain, his bones twisted and deformed, and eventually he turned into a boy who should have died - Kudo Shinichi.

Gin's Adam's apple rolled, as if he swallowed down some indescribable emotion.

For the first time, the face beneath the silver hair showed obvious hesitation, not sure if it was because of the miraculous phenomenon of the child suddenly turning into a teenager, or because he recognized this person who was clearly supposed to be dead.

It was confirmed by Shirley... Gin suddenly thought of Shirley's mysterious disappearance in the confinement room. There was only one ventilation hole in that confinement room. At that time, he was wondering how Shirley could disappear out of thin air. If it was related to the current incident, he thought he knew the answer.

"I see!" he finally spoke, his deep voice sharp as a knife.

At this moment, the killer who was feared by the entire dark world had a dangerous light flashing in his eyes like a predator discovering new prey.

Shen Yuan took his phone back and relished the "miracle of transformation" spectacle. "Look, if something this miraculous can happen, what else is impossible?" He took a sip of his wine and added meaningfully, "The most crucial question is, is there something that somehow ties him to your organization?" Gin frowned. "What do you mean?"

"The targets of your organization's missions always run into him by 'coincidence', and then die mysteriously!" Shen Yuan's fingertips slid across the screen and froze on Kudo Shinichi's face, "He will get closer and closer to you, maybe..." He deliberately dragged out the tone, "someday he will run into your lair and become the protagonist who defeats the darkness. After all, he is so special, right? So special that this video can't be uploaded~" Gin's eyes changed strangely for a moment under the light.

Shen Yuan's words were like a key, suddenly opening the Pandora's box in his heart. That man was too old, his thoughts still stuck in the last century. That was why people like Rum and Vermouth, who had been closely connected to him in the past, were the ones he trusted the most. He himself? ... was just a qualified thug.

And he... doesn't need a "master" who is afraid of death and hides his head and shows his tail.

Shen Yuan leaned lazily on the sofa, tapping the armrest lightly with his fingertips.

He suddenly leaned forward, a meaningful smile on his lips: "Boss, you should explore why this little detective became like this..." His voice was low and magnetic, like a bewitching sound, "Maybe this will be a key to seeing the workings of this world!" Outside the window, the night in Tokyo was deep, and a primary school student wearing glasses had no idea that he had become the most critical piece on the chessboard.

Chapter 57 Vodka's Curiosity

The sunlight poured into the bedroom through the gaps in the curtains. Shen Yuan frowned and was awakened by the low snoring coming from the living room.

The sound was the pleasurable vibrations of a big cat at play—Lightning's "engine" mode firing up again.

He raised his hand to ruffle his messy black hair, then sleepily lifted the quilt and stepped barefoot on the cold floor.

The loose pajamas hung loosely around his waist, and none of the buttons on his shirt were fastened, revealing his sturdy waist and abdomen, and his muscles glowed with health in the morning light.

He yawned lazily, pushed open the bedroom door, and his voice, still hoarse from just waking up, said, "Lightning, what are you doing so early in the morning?" Then, he paused.

In the living room, Gin was sitting on the sofa, his slender fingers buried in the lightning silver-gray fur, slowly scratching the cheetah's chin.

Lightning narrowed his ice-blue eyes, a contented purr escaped his throat, and his tail flicked gently on the carpet.

Shen Yuan was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Boss, are you addicted to letting Lightning open the door?" Gin raised his eyes, his cold green eyes swept over, his gaze lingered on Shen Yuan's open collar for a moment, then moved away indifferently.

Shen Yuan glanced out the window. It was still early.

He raised his eyebrows: "Boss, do you have nothing to do and come here to play with Lightning?" Gin withdrew his hand, and Lightning shook his head in dissatisfaction and lay back on the carpet.

The silver-haired killer stood up, his black windbreaker falling with the movement, his voice low and cold - "I came to see you, there is work to do!" Shen Yuan was stunned, then looked at the wall clock. The time was correct, it was not yet nine o'clock. A playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Boss, hasn't your organization always been active at night and dormant during the day? Why did you change your schedule today?" Gin was silent for a moment, his dark green eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a certain danger in his voice - "I want to try that 'magical' little detective...how's my luck!" Shen Yuan finished his breakfast slowly and changed into a slim black sportswear, which made his figure look more upright and neat.

He filled Lightning's automatic water dispenser with water, put fresh meat in the timed feeder, rubbed the cheetah's big head, and said with a smile: "Lightning, you have to stay at home again today!" Lightning stared at him with his ice-blue eyes, a low snoring sound came from his throat, and his tail swung lightly, as if to express dissatisfaction, but in the end he lay back on the carpet obediently and watched them leave.

Shen Yuan followed Gin and took the elevator to the underground parking lot. The underground parking lot was dimly lit and the air was filled with the cold smell of engine oil and concrete.

Shen Yuan followed behind Gin and saw from afar the black Porsche 356A that he had not seen for a long time, as well as Vodka wearing sunglasses in the driver's seat.

"Hey, Vodka, long time no see!" Shen Yuan greeted with a smile, his tone so familiar that it seemed as if they knew each other very well.

Vodka looked up and saw Shen Yuan walking out from behind Gin, and his sunglasses almost fell off in fright.

He opened his mouth, and countless questions flashed through his mind—Why was this guy with Big Brother again? What was their relationship? Why did he always come out of Big Brother's house?! But Gin stood aside with a cold face, his eyes scanning him indifferently. Vodka immediately swallowed all his questions and forced a smile: "Shen, good morning!" Shen Yuan watched Vodka's hesitant expression with interest. He deliberately leaned close to the car window and lowered his voice: "Vodka, are you curious..." Vodka subconsciously held his breath and pricked up his ears.

"——What did I have for breakfast today?" Shen Yuan finished the second half of the sentence with a smile.

Vodka: "..." Gin glanced at Shen Yuan coldly, opened the back door, and said in a low voice: "Get in the car!" Shen Yuan shrugged and got into the car neatly.

Vodka took a quick glance through the rearview mirror and found that his elder brother and Shen Yuan were sitting on the back seat, one on each side. Their auras matched subtly, yet there was some inexplicable tension between them.

The Porsche slowly drove out of the parking lot and merged into Tokyo's early morning traffic.

Shen Yuan supported his chin with one hand, looking at the street scene passing by quickly outside the window, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The car slowly drove into the city center, and the increasingly dense traffic forced the Porsche to slow down.

Shen Yuan stared out the window boredly, then suddenly asked, "Vodka, has anything happened in your organization lately? I see Gin has more missions. Are there any personnel changes?" Vodka's grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly, and he roared inwardly: Why did this guy know that Big Brother had more missions?! Big Brother actually let him know about his own mission arrangements?! You know, Gin has always been extremely suspicious. He always summons people for a mission at short notice, only informing them of the specifics when they arrive on site. He often even lets everyone take charge of a small part, without even knowing the overall plan.

Now actually... No matter how much Vodka wanted to say in his heart, he could only secretly complain. He glanced at the rearview mirror and found that Gin had no intention of stopping him. He could only bite the bullet and answer: "A while ago, members of the organization, Vermouth and Calvados, went to the United States to perform a mission. As a result, the intelligence was leaked. Calvados died and Vermouth was seriously injured. She is still in the medical room!" He paused, "She has a special relationship with our boss. The boss is very angry and has dispatched a large number of people to investigate the matter. Some people have to clean up the mess left behind, so many tasks are placed on the eldest brother!" Shen Yuan leaned back in his chair, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

He immediately thought of Gin's previous injury in the United States - that time Gin specifically asked him to help create the illusion of activities in Japan.

It seems... Gin is taking action against his own organization? "Wow~" Shen Yuan whistled silently in his heart.

It's so interesting that Gin has become the biggest variable.

He tilted his head slightly and met Gin's gaze.

Those dark green eyes gleamed coldly in the shadows, as dangerous as a dormant beast locking onto its prey, or as chilling as a venomous snake coiling around it. Yet, the surface was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, without the slightest sign of fluctuation.

Shen Yuan's lips curled up into a smile, which was a bit dangerous, as if he had seen through some terrible secret but deliberately didn't reveal it.

The two looked at each other for a second, neither of them spoke, and the car fell into an eerie silence.

When Vodka saw this scene in the rearview mirror, he felt a sudden chill on his back and quickly focused his attention on the road conditions ahead.

Chapter 58 Ambiguous Game

Shen Yuan's cell phone suddenly rang. He took it out and saw the name "Edogawa Conan" on the screen.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he pressed the answer button under Gin's puzzled gaze: "Conan-kun, is there anything wrong?" The boy's crisp voice came from the other end of the phone: "Brother Shen, there is a memorial service for the famous film director Sakamaki Akishino today.

The films he shot during his lifetime used the special effects technology invented by Dr. Agasa, and as a technical collaborator, the doctor received an invitation letter.

We are going to Beihu City Hotel to participate together, do you want to come too? " Shen Yuan's eyes flashed with a hint of amusement, and he replied with a regretful tone: "What a coincidence, Conan-kun, my boss suddenly came back, and I have to start my part-time job!" He glanced at Gin beside him, who was staring at him coldly.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Yuan shook his phone: "The little detective invited me to the Beido City Hotel to attend the memorial service for film director Sakamaki Akie!" Gin's pupils shrank slightly, and then he took out a file bag from the inner pocket of his windbreaker and threw it on Shen Yuan's legs.

Shen Yuan opened the file and what caught his eye was the information of Tunkou Shigehiko - this corrupt politician had been included in the list of people to be silenced because he knew the organization's secrets and dared to blackmail.

"Oh?" Shen Yuan's fingertips paused on a page of documents. "This congressman has quite a big appetite, extorting 2 billion from a murderer and robber." He looked up at Gin. "What a pity, his fate has already been decided!" Gin's fingers tapped lightly on his knees, the rhythm like a countdown. "Pisco is going to create an 'accident' at this memorial service to kill Shigehiko Tsuchiguchi!" His voice was deeper than usual. "And our mission is to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

If anything unexpected happens, I'll be responsible for dealing with Piske and Shigehiko Tōguchi!" The Porsche drove into the underground parking lot of the hotel opposite the Beihu City Hotel.