Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

Chapter 358 Gin: Bourbon, that useless thing!

Kiichiro Hayabuchi squatted on a thick branch, the shadow of the leaves completely covering him. Under the tree, a group of children were talking and laughing around a boy holding a glass bottle of fireflies.

The devil's son was standing by and watching. His blood-red eyes showed a kind of ignorance and innocence that was daunting.

Innocence...

Damn!

Why?

Kiichiro Hayabuchi's fingers were tightly clasped on the bark, his nails almost sinking into it. The children's laughter was as piercing as a sword, piercing through his eardrums and into his heart.

He is no longer the carefree child, but a fugitive forced into a desperate situation.

How ironic.

He lost everything, but the devil's child lived a peaceful life bathed in the light, untainted by dust.

Slowly, Hayabuchi Kiichiro's fingers unconsciously touched his waist, where a folding knife from the supermarket was hidden. The cold touch made him calm down a little, but his eyes were fixed on Yin Jiu.

"Hmm?" Yin Jiu seemed to have noticed something. When his emotions were about to explode, he looked up casually, and then acted as if he noticed nothing. His attention was drawn back to the interaction between the children.

"At least... kill one." Zao Yuan barely had time to retract his body, steady his heartbeat, and when he looked up again, his eyes had become cold and hard.

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Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh——

A sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded above the heads of several people, and a cold light flew over along with tree debris.

Yin Jiu narrowed his eyes, because he had anticipated this, he protected Haibara Ai and Conan, and dodged the attack from above with a single misstep.

"Hayabuchi Kiichiro, do you think killing four people is not enough? Do you want to drag a few younger kids to take the blame?"

Kiichiro Hayabuchi jumped down from the tree on his own initiative and was completely exposed to the sniper's range.

Yin Jiu's lips also lifted up unconsciously, "Don't struggle, you have been sentenced to death, and the result will not get any better if you continue to flee."

It would be better to let the organization's sniper kill you.

Yin Jiu lowered his eyes and didn't explain the second half of the truth.

However, these words obviously added fuel to the fire to Hayabuchi Kiichiro's ears, "What qualifications do you have to criticize me? People like you, every drop of blood is..." carrying original sin!

call out--

A flash of fire came out from the muzzle of the Beretta 92F equipped with a silencer.

Kiichiro Hayabuchi lowered his head and looked at the dark color spreading on his dark grey clothes. His pupils shrank and he quickly reached out to cover it, but he could not stop the loss of his life and fell to the ground.

Gin finally arrived, bringing with him a special silver bullet.

"He seemed to be about to say something very rude just now." While Yin Jiu was stalling for time to talk to Hayato Kiichiro, Dr. Agasa took a few children to a farther place first.

Under the cover of night, everything was hazy. Only Conan and Haibara Ai, who were standing next to Yin Jiu, could see clearly what was happening.

"It's Gin." Haibara Ai suppressed the chill in her heart and spoke to Conan in a low voice. She then pretended to be scared and stuck close to Yin Jiu, trying to divert the boy's attention.

However, they did not notice that from beginning to end, Yin Jiu's face behind the two men did not show any emotion fluctuations, and even his eyes were as calm as before, as if what fell in front of them was not a life, but just a model.

"Confirmed target dead. - Glenfiddich"

Yin Jiu typed blindly with his hands in his pockets, then paused and added a sentence.

"He just wanted to scold me for this goal! - Glenfiddich"

"That's really too much. What right does Kiichiro Hayabuchi, a rookie with no special skills, have to criticize Glenfiddich?" Vodka on the other end of the text message couldn't help but curse out loud.

However, halfway through his scolding, he suddenly felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere. He looked up and saw that his eldest brother was still holding the sniper scope, as if looking for something.

"What...what's wrong? Brother, are we not finished yet?"

"Useless thing." Gin said this suddenly with a dark face.

In the sniper scope, Bourbon, who was supposed to be protecting Yin Jiu, was actually chatting with the protruding-mouthed police officer at the other end of the house?

This guy who is always slacking off at work, no wonder he has not been reused by Rum after so many years!

Gin couldn't accept Bourbon's series of superficial practices when he was in the action team. He had to be punished!

While Gin was expressing his dissatisfaction, Amuro Toru's questioning of Yamamura Sou was also coming to an end. Amuro Toru was satisfied with the amount of information he had obtained.

However, this satisfaction did not last long, until they saw Hayabuchi Kiichiro covered in blood, who had obviously been brutally murdered, and the silly roe deer and the child who looked frightened but still pretended to be calm.

Toru Amuro's mood couldn't help but get worse.

This caliber of bullet must be the work of Gin.

damned!

Why is Gin targeting his roe deer and bullying them?

No, too many things have happened recently, and people have died in front of Yin Jiu one after another.

Amuro Toru looked over and even felt that Yin Jiu's expression was actually numb at the moment, especially those wine-red eyes. Although they were slightly drooped and looked like they were staring at Grace Ahara, but if you looked from another angle, you would find that those eyes, which were clear and impurity-free in the past, were now covered with thick gray mist.

We still need to arrange a psychologist for Yin Jiu as soon as possible.

While Toru Amuro was sighing in distress, Yin Jiu was still using spider silk to observe the surrounding environment.

"There's something wrong with the sniper this time. He's crouching at 43° south. The guards over there have already withdrawn. Control him. - Glenfiddich"

A new command was issued, confirming that Gin had taken action again. Yin Jiu finally retracted the spider web and blinked his eyes.

"Anyway, now that things have come to this, let's leave the rest to the police." Yin Jiu reached out his hand and rubbed his little researcher's head lovingly, separating her from the bad luck god without leaving a trace. "Take my car. I have another filming assignment in two days, so I'll go back today to pack my things."

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The Beetle followed the Mazda and slowly left Gunma Prefecture, and Yamamura So also had the body of Hayabuchi Kiichiro collected.

Everything returned to calm, and it seemed that everything was no different from before.

"No! Don't! He Ye!"

In the basement, Hattori Heiji covered his face, closed his eyes tightly, frowned deeply, and ran his right hand fingers through a few strands of hair on his forehead, pushing them behind his head. He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief as if he had not yet recovered from a dream.

He shook his hands, slumped dejectedly behind the sofa, tilted his head back and closed his eyes, but his heart was beating violently because of the dream he had just had, and a feeling of uneasiness was quietly spreading in his heart.

"Boom boom boom!"

The knock on the door suddenly scared away his uneasy mood, and Hattori Heiji opened his eyes. After waiting for a while and hearing no response, the person outside the door slowly opened the door a crack.

The next second, a slightly childish and timid face emerged from behind the door.

"Cousin, are you awake?"