Conan Dressed As Gin

The door closed in front of him. Conan, Hattori and Shan Heqing watched Xiaolan and the others leave.

They didn't speak, tacitly waiting for Xiaolan and the others to go away.

Shan Heqing put his hands into his pockets and clenched nervously, but his smiling eyes suddenly turned cold and cruel.

He turned into his usual gin.

"Let's fight." He slowly raised his gun and aimed it at Conan, "From now on, we don't know each other."

Conan frowned a little nervously and quietly turned on his watch.

He knew what gin meant, and this battle gin was to be used as a time when he had not been trained before.

...Gin at that time did not know him Edogawa Conan, and did not know that he was Kudo Shinichi.

That gin will kill him!

Although Hattori didn't quite understand it, he knew it was going to be real. He looked left and right calmly, and grasped the corner sweeper in his hand... Barely counted as a bamboo sword.

Ito Reiko, who was still awake in bed, was terrified!

What the hell, as soon as that group of people went out, these three staged a reverse drama. Now she can guess even with her toes, the murderer who hurt her is among these three people.

Especially if her brain was eaten! Only now did I realize that the man was in black clothes and black hats! Proper organizer!

An organization member! Just now, she was blatantly mixed with the detective and the son of the police officer to see her!

She widened her eyes unacceptably, staring at the three people who were fighting with swords.

Although he was about to fight, Gin was standing by the window, Hattori was standing at the door, and Conan was standing opposite the bed. Three people stand in a triangle. So stuck.

If Gin shoots at anyone... Conan's anaesthetic needle and Hattori's bamboo sword are not vegetarian either.

Shan He Qingming knew that this battle was going to be fought, but he was still extremely nervous. This is Conan and Hattori, what a real sword! In particular, this was the first time he had fought them head-on as Gin.

...the prestige of the organization cannot be weakened! Can't fall into the name of his gin! Hold on, Shan Heqing!

Thinking like this, Shan Heqing looked at the two of them left and right, shot Hattori with a shot, and threw himself at Conan.

The gun/sound from the muffler/silencer is very light. Hattori flicked to the side in a panic, then ducked. On the other hand, Conan did not use the anesthesia needle for the first time, but strengthened the strength of his feet and kicked him.

It's not cute. If he was kicked like this, even he would not be able to move.

Shan Heqing felt tense in his heart, and reluctantly used advance as retreat. After jumping over, he grabbed Conan's neck with both hands and picked him up.

—I still remember that in the nightmare Conan had in the movie 13, Jin Jiu treated him like this. At that time, Jin Jiu picked him up and covered his mouth again, and it was solved.

But not careless now.

Hattori threw the rat's weapon and hit it with a broom a few times, but was blocked by Conan with Gin. (real meat pad)

Conan stomped and struggled... Gin squeezed too tightly, he felt a little suffocated. By the way, anesthesia needle!

He flipped his hand and fired!

Shan Heqing only heard a familiar sound, and something shot in front of him. He fell back in a conditioned reflex and let go of Conan.

call! Very risky!

Thinking of the more than 700 episodes of Conan, Conan's proficiency in shooting an anesthesia needle almost every episode, he did not dare to relax. But I still can't keep up with my own reaction!

It can only rely on the body's instinctive response. Still not enough. What a shame!

Shan Heqing spat at himself a few times, and he didn't dare to be careless when he saw Conan, who had already stood at the corner of the Kimono Department.

It seems that we can only abolish the Hattori first. After all, Conan has no anesthesia needles. Just need to be careful to dodge his football.

He raised his gun and shot Hattori one after another. With only one broom, Hattori could hardly dodge everything in this small ward. Soon, he was shot in the foot.

He paused for a moment, and Shan Heqing rushed over with an unceremonious elbow.

Hattori's fighting power remained undiminished, so he simply supported his body with a broom and resisted it with his bare hands.

Shan Heqing was close to Hattori and stumbled under his feet—

Hattori had only one leg for support, and his feet were soft, as if he took the initiative to throw himself into Shan Heqing's arms.

"I laughed it off." Shan Heqing arrogantly put his arm around his neck, and punched him mercilessly at his face.

"Hatto!" Conan was a little anxious, and rushed over after strengthening his foot strength.

Shan Heqing can't open his hands now, so he can only blurt out in a hurry: "Conan! What day is today!"

Conan Chong froze halfway.

Over there, Hattori collapsed softly with a bruised face, and Shan Heqing clapped his hands.

"Tell me, what day is it?" Conan repeated without hesitation, seeing Gin still standing on the spot, returning to his usual gentle tone.

He also used his brain.

"Today...the Statue of Liberty arrived in New York from France in 1885?"

"In 1960, Prime Minister Nobusuke Kishi stepped down?"

"In 2013, the former Nintendo president Hiroshi Yamauchi passed away..."

"What the **** is today... uh!"

When Conan was thinking, he was caught off guard and was hit **** the head. He staggered down in excruciating pain. Before he fainted, he only saw the man in black holding the broom just now, his smile turned cold and he said:

"No good Conan, today is Father's Day."

"...!"

The author has something to say: Happy Father's Day everyone, I wish all fathers in the world are safe and healthy. qwq

It means that Reiko Ito is a member of the 233 organization with a confused face! It's actually mixed inside or something!

Conan was also confused. I treat you as my father, but you treat me as my opponent. What a pit!

But it is also, Shan Heqing used so long of goodwill to wear off Conan's inner guard against him. Although Conan will be vigilant because of his identity, it is not that Conan can't feel what he is good to Conan from his heart.