Chapter 251 Gin: Go away
"Be careful on the road? The security in Beika Town is so good now, it's boring. There's not even a thief. What is there to be careful about? Ha."
Conan walked under the dim street lights, and the quiet street made him yawn.
This path is not used by many people, so he can get home early.
"I heard that Beika Town was very chaotic in the past, and no one dared to go out at night. I really want to see it." Conan couldn't help but sigh.
At this moment, a shadow silently spread from behind him and covered his entire body.
Conan was stunned, and before he could turn around, a big hand had already covered his mouth and nose, with a pungent fragrance.
His body went limp and he fell into a strong arm. Before he completely lost consciousness, he caught a glimpse of a strand of silver hair.
As soon as Conan left, Lin Ye received a call.
"Mr. Lin, is Conan in your store?" The gentle voice of a married woman came from the phone.
"He was here just now, but he's gone now, about five minutes ago. If he hasn't gone somewhere else to play, he should be home soon."
"Then I'm relieved. This child is really a worry."
"Don't worry, Xiaolan, he will come home."
"Thank you."
After hanging up the phone, the doorbell rang.
Seeing his old friend coming into the store, Lin Ye smiled.
With dark skin, determined eyes, and a warrior-like aura.
"Ah Zhen, you're back."
Kyogoku Makoto sat at the bar, his back straight like a sharp sword.
Over the years, he has traveled around the world, visiting martial arts masters around the world, but returns to Tokyo once a year.
Every time he returns, he will come here.
This is where he tests the results of his one-year practice.
“One punch.”
In the field of cocktails, punch represents a type, which is translated as punch or punch. It is usually composed of elements such as fruit juice, spirits, sugar, acid, spices, etc. The taste is mainly sweet and sour. Representative works include Manor House Punch, Pisco Punch, etc.
The "One Punch" ordered by Kyogoku Shin is a recipe created by Lin Ye. After drinking it in one gulp, one will feel as if one's internal organs have been punched hard.
Kyogoku really likes this feeling.
As a martial artist who was strict with himself, he didn't drink alcohol.
But since the birth of L4399, the side effects of alcohol on human nerves have been eliminated, and he will have a drink, but only in this bar and only this one drink a year.
More importantly, he was looking forward to having another satisfying battle with this man.
Beneath this man's elegance, there is a terrifying body hidden.
Kyogoku Makoto picked up the wine glass and drank the contents in one gulp, feeling like he was punched by a pineapple.
It’s pineapple, and pineapple juice is added to the wine.
Kyogoku Makoto's body shook slightly, and he fell into the illusion designed for him by Lin Ye. What appeared before him was a sturdy man with a pineapple hairstyle, who was similar in build to him.
A fierce battle was about to break out, and two strong bodies collided with each other in an instant.
The battle lasted a long time, but in reality it was only a moment.
Kyogoku Makoto opened his eyes, his forehead covered with sweat.
He grinned into the bar, showing off his perfect white teeth.
"Won."
Lin Ye smiled slightly and gave a congratulatory look.
"Is there anything more powerful?" Kyogoku asked unsatisfiedly.
"Tiger Shark, vodka-based, very strong."
"Come!"
"Hold on."
In the dim room, Conan slowly opened his eyes and found that his hands and feet were tied and his mouth was taped.
Little Conan's eyes lit up. I was kidnapped? A real kidnapping!
But who are the kidnappers?
He sat up and looked around. The room was very shabby and seemed to have been uninhabited for a long time. Judging from the furnishings in the room, it seemed to have been a child's bedroom.
At this time, there was a noise at the door, and Conan quickly lay down and pretended to sleep.
"Brother, this kid is still here." A deep male voice sounded, "Don't worry, he's just a little brat, how can he escape from us?"
"Kid?" Another man's voice sounded, cold as ice, "Have you forgotten what happened back then? How many times did his father deceive us by pretending to be a kid?"
"But this is a real child, right?"
"Vodka, I learned a lesson from my last failure." The cold male voice sighed, "Even when facing a child, you can't be careless. Didn't you notice that the position and posture of this kid lying is different from when we left?"
"What? Is this kid awake already?"
Vodka was shocked and walked quickly towards Conan who was lying in the corner. Before he got close, Conan suddenly sat up by himself and looked at the two men in the room with a pair of curious eyes. There was no trace of fear in his eyes.
The man approaching him was tall, wearing a somewhat worn black uniform, a black hat and sunglasses, and his chin was like a rock.
The man standing a little further away was tall and slender, wearing a black coat and a black hat on his head. Under the brim of the hat was long gray hair, which, combined with his cold and evil face, gave people a sense of vicissitudes of life.
Conan stared at the man and blinked twice.
What a cool man!
Eyes full of evil, and a dangerous aura that keeps strangers away, he must be a top criminal.
Conan's admiring eyes made Gin slightly puzzled, and he frowned and asked:
"Little ghost, aren't you afraid?"
Conan shook his head vigorously, staring at Gin with a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.
"Haha, he is worthy of being his son. He has such a character at such a young age."
Gin looked at Conan's face, his eyes gradually becoming sharper.
"Like, very similar."
Even under his sharp gaze, Conan's eyes showed no fear.
Gin was surprised to notice this and said to Vodka:
"Vodka, remove the tape from his mouth. Our little guest looks like he wants to say something."
After Vodka tore off the tape on Conan's mouth, Conan opened his mouth and said:
"Uncle, you're so cool!"
Gin was stunned.
What? The kid I kidnapped said I was cool?
He could see that the other party was not trying to please him deliberately in order to save his life, this guy was sincere.
But...why?
Isn’t his father a partner of justice?
"Uncle, I know you are not an ordinary kidnapper, and you are not doing this for money. You are here to avenge my father, right?"
Vodka looked at Conan in surprise. How did this guy know that?
"Uncle with sunglasses, don't be so surprised," Conan said with a smile, "My father is a great detective. He offended many people when he was young. I know this. You and this silver-haired uncle have such outstanding temperaments. You are obviously not ordinary kidnappers. In addition, the silver-haired uncle seems to know my father. It is not difficult to guess your purpose."
Vodka's mouth opened wider.
Looking at Conan's smile, he couldn't help but think of the time when his father disguised himself as a child.
Is this kid really just a first grader? Is he also taking drugs to shrink?
At this time, Gin suddenly laughed.
A seed of idea that had been buried deep in his heart for a long time began to sprout and grow at this moment.
How can I take revenge on that guy?
This is the question he has been thinking about since he escaped.
Kill him directly? No fun.
Assassinate his relatives and friends and make him suffer? It seems interesting.
When he found out that the guy had a child, he decided to catch him first.
In his original plan, he should take the following revenge route: use this kid to lure that guy out, play with him for a while, then kill this kid in front of him, and after admiring his painful and desperate expression, end his life.
But after seeing such a talented kid, he came up with a better plan.
This seed of idea quickly broke through the soil of his mind, and like the magic beans in a fairy tale, it quickly grew into a towering giant and occupied his entire mind.
The thought of the moment when this plan would succeed made his heart tremble with excitement for revenge.
He licked his lips, stared at Conan with evil eyes, and slowly asked:
"Kid, do you want to be as cool as your uncle?"
(End of this chapter)
"Be careful on the road? The security in Beika Town is so good now, it's boring. There's not even a thief. What is there to be careful about? Ha."
Conan walked under the dim street lights, and the quiet street made him yawn.
This path is not used by many people, so he can get home early.
"I heard that Beika Town was very chaotic in the past, and no one dared to go out at night. I really want to see it." Conan couldn't help but sigh.
At this moment, a shadow silently spread from behind him and covered his entire body.
Conan was stunned, and before he could turn around, a big hand had already covered his mouth and nose, with a pungent fragrance.
His body went limp and he fell into a strong arm. Before he completely lost consciousness, he caught a glimpse of a strand of silver hair.
As soon as Conan left, Lin Ye received a call.
"Mr. Lin, is Conan in your store?" The gentle voice of a married woman came from the phone.
"He was here just now, but he's gone now, about five minutes ago. If he hasn't gone somewhere else to play, he should be home soon."
"Then I'm relieved. This child is really a worry."
"Don't worry, Xiaolan, he will come home."
"Thank you."
After hanging up the phone, the doorbell rang.
Seeing his old friend coming into the store, Lin Ye smiled.
With dark skin, determined eyes, and a warrior-like aura.
"Ah Zhen, you're back."
Kyogoku Makoto sat at the bar, his back straight like a sharp sword.
Over the years, he has traveled around the world, visiting martial arts masters around the world, but returns to Tokyo once a year.
Every time he returns, he will come here.
This is where he tests the results of his one-year practice.
“One punch.”
In the field of cocktails, punch represents a type, which is translated as punch or punch. It is usually composed of elements such as fruit juice, spirits, sugar, acid, spices, etc. The taste is mainly sweet and sour. Representative works include Manor House Punch, Pisco Punch, etc.
The "One Punch" ordered by Kyogoku Shin is a recipe created by Lin Ye. After drinking it in one gulp, one will feel as if one's internal organs have been punched hard.
Kyogoku really likes this feeling.
As a martial artist who was strict with himself, he didn't drink alcohol.
But since the birth of L4399, the side effects of alcohol on human nerves have been eliminated, and he will have a drink, but only in this bar and only this one drink a year.
More importantly, he was looking forward to having another satisfying battle with this man.
Beneath this man's elegance, there is a terrifying body hidden.
Kyogoku Makoto picked up the wine glass and drank the contents in one gulp, feeling like he was punched by a pineapple.
It’s pineapple, and pineapple juice is added to the wine.
Kyogoku Makoto's body shook slightly, and he fell into the illusion designed for him by Lin Ye. What appeared before him was a sturdy man with a pineapple hairstyle, who was similar in build to him.
A fierce battle was about to break out, and two strong bodies collided with each other in an instant.
The battle lasted a long time, but in reality it was only a moment.
Kyogoku Makoto opened his eyes, his forehead covered with sweat.
He grinned into the bar, showing off his perfect white teeth.
"Won."
Lin Ye smiled slightly and gave a congratulatory look.
"Is there anything more powerful?" Kyogoku asked unsatisfiedly.
"Tiger Shark, vodka-based, very strong."
"Come!"
"Hold on."
In the dim room, Conan slowly opened his eyes and found that his hands and feet were tied and his mouth was taped.
Little Conan's eyes lit up. I was kidnapped? A real kidnapping!
But who are the kidnappers?
He sat up and looked around. The room was very shabby and seemed to have been uninhabited for a long time. Judging from the furnishings in the room, it seemed to have been a child's bedroom.
At this time, there was a noise at the door, and Conan quickly lay down and pretended to sleep.
"Brother, this kid is still here." A deep male voice sounded, "Don't worry, he's just a little brat, how can he escape from us?"
"Kid?" Another man's voice sounded, cold as ice, "Have you forgotten what happened back then? How many times did his father deceive us by pretending to be a kid?"
"But this is a real child, right?"
"Vodka, I learned a lesson from my last failure." The cold male voice sighed, "Even when facing a child, you can't be careless. Didn't you notice that the position and posture of this kid lying is different from when we left?"
"What? Is this kid awake already?"
Vodka was shocked and walked quickly towards Conan who was lying in the corner. Before he got close, Conan suddenly sat up by himself and looked at the two men in the room with a pair of curious eyes. There was no trace of fear in his eyes.
The man approaching him was tall, wearing a somewhat worn black uniform, a black hat and sunglasses, and his chin was like a rock.
The man standing a little further away was tall and slender, wearing a black coat and a black hat on his head. Under the brim of the hat was long gray hair, which, combined with his cold and evil face, gave people a sense of vicissitudes of life.
Conan stared at the man and blinked twice.
What a cool man!
Eyes full of evil, and a dangerous aura that keeps strangers away, he must be a top criminal.
Conan's admiring eyes made Gin slightly puzzled, and he frowned and asked:
"Little ghost, aren't you afraid?"
Conan shook his head vigorously, staring at Gin with a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.
"Haha, he is worthy of being his son. He has such a character at such a young age."
Gin looked at Conan's face, his eyes gradually becoming sharper.
"Like, very similar."
Even under his sharp gaze, Conan's eyes showed no fear.
Gin was surprised to notice this and said to Vodka:
"Vodka, remove the tape from his mouth. Our little guest looks like he wants to say something."
After Vodka tore off the tape on Conan's mouth, Conan opened his mouth and said:
"Uncle, you're so cool!"
Gin was stunned.
What? The kid I kidnapped said I was cool?
He could see that the other party was not trying to please him deliberately in order to save his life, this guy was sincere.
But...why?
Isn’t his father a partner of justice?
"Uncle, I know you are not an ordinary kidnapper, and you are not doing this for money. You are here to avenge my father, right?"
Vodka looked at Conan in surprise. How did this guy know that?
"Uncle with sunglasses, don't be so surprised," Conan said with a smile, "My father is a great detective. He offended many people when he was young. I know this. You and this silver-haired uncle have such outstanding temperaments. You are obviously not ordinary kidnappers. In addition, the silver-haired uncle seems to know my father. It is not difficult to guess your purpose."
Vodka's mouth opened wider.
Looking at Conan's smile, he couldn't help but think of the time when his father disguised himself as a child.
Is this kid really just a first grader? Is he also taking drugs to shrink?
At this time, Gin suddenly laughed.
A seed of idea that had been buried deep in his heart for a long time began to sprout and grow at this moment.
How can I take revenge on that guy?
This is the question he has been thinking about since he escaped.
Kill him directly? No fun.
Assassinate his relatives and friends and make him suffer? It seems interesting.
When he found out that the guy had a child, he decided to catch him first.
In his original plan, he should take the following revenge route: use this kid to lure that guy out, play with him for a while, then kill this kid in front of him, and after admiring his painful and desperate expression, end his life.
But after seeing such a talented kid, he came up with a better plan.
This seed of idea quickly broke through the soil of his mind, and like the magic beans in a fairy tale, it quickly grew into a towering giant and occupied his entire mind.
The thought of the moment when this plan would succeed made his heart tremble with excitement for revenge.
He licked his lips, stared at Conan with evil eyes, and slowly asked:
"Kid, do you want to be as cool as your uncle?"
(End of this chapter)
