There were tiny snowflakes under the sky, and Haibara fell to the snow.

Gin was standing in front of her in a black windbreaker and a cigarette in her arms. A cold curve broke out from the corner of his mouth, and the words he said made her whole body cold.

"I found you, Shirley."

Haibara's pupils shrank, and her strong panic made her wake up from her sleep.

She opened her eyes and looked around. It was not in the snow, but in Dr. Agasa's house. It was pitch black around her, and some moonlight shone through the window. Dr. Agasa was sleeping soundly on the floor beside her.

The panic faded away like a tide. She stroked her forehead and realized that the cold sweat had soaked her clothes.

"I've had a nightmare again..."

The noise on campus is in sharp contrast with the nightmare last night. Walking on the way to school, Haibara couldn't tell whether it was a dream or a reality.

“It’s snowing…”

"What's wrong with you?" Conan looked speechlessly as the woman next to him fell into a certain emotion, as if she was stripping the whole world and staying in a dark corner.

"I had a dream last night that Gin found me."

"It's just a dream. Don't worry, ordinary people don't believe in things like rejuvenation, or even never think about it. If you don't want to be exposed, you just need to play the role of the child."

Conan's mentality has improved much better. He hasn't met the people from the Black Organization for so long, so he has to doubt whether the organization has disappeared in Tokyo.

"Don't worry, if this really happens, I'll find a way."

Haibara didn't say anything, walked forward quietly.

It would be great if things were as simple as he said.

There seem to be a lot of crows in winter. Crows are all over the street signs, telephone poles, and traffic lights.

Haibara's pupils suddenly shrank and she stood there.

A black Porsche 3a65 is parked on the street.

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with that black Porsche?" Conan looked around and found that there seemed to be nothing wrong with this antique car.

He walked to the side of the car and looked closer. The owner was not in the car.

"This is the first time I have seen these antique cars 50 years ago. I have seen them on TV in the past."

"Gin...This is Gin's car..."

"What!"

Suddenly, Conan found traces of Gin, so he couldn't sit still, so he pried open the car door in some way and got in.

Seeing Conan's operation, Haibara's hair stood up: "Kudo, what are you doing!"

"Of course, it's a messenger and a wiretaper installed on this car!"

Haibara had no choice but to climb up together, "But it's not sure if it's his car."

She was about to take a closer look at the interior of the car when she suddenly saw two people across the road, and a strong sense of fear came over her face. Her voice trembled, "Look at the opposite side of the road..."

Conan put out his eavesdropping device and poked his head out, his pupils shrank.

The two people who knocked him out and fed him to the medicine stood across the street. The blonde gin lit a cigarette with a match, and his strong aura made him feel cold across the street.

Gin! Vodka!

He clenched his teeth, quickly wiped off the fingerprints stained in the car, and got out of the car with Haibara.

After lit a cigarette, Gin on the opposite side threw the match on the ground. He walked directly to the opposite side regardless of the traffic flow on the road.

The passing vehicle was afraid of hitting him and stepped on it. An irritable driver was about to poke his head out and curse twice. Gin glared at him, and he felt a coldness coming. He held all his words back into his stomach and dared not speak anymore.

Looking at the pile of children's footprints beside his car, he frowned slightly.

"Hmm? Why are there so many footprints?"

"Eighty-most passers-by come to appreciate it. My brother's car is rare."

Seeing the two getting into the car, Conan hid in the corner, showing a determined smile on his face.

I really look for it without searching. This time, you must know your background!

In the car, Gin had not noticed any abnormalities.

He sat in the passenger seat with a cigarette in his mouth and answered the phone.

"It's me."

"The target will appear at the Koto Hotel at 6 o'clock in the evening. He didn't know that today is his memorial service."

"Your task is to silence him. If anything, it doesn't matter if you want to use that medicine."

"Good luck, Pisco."

After hanging up the phone, Gin suddenly frowned and picked up a piece of brown hair from the car.

"This is......"

A dangerous light flashed in his eyes, and a chewing gum wrapped in a wiretap was found from the cracks in the car.

"Brother, what is this?"

"Sender and eavesdropper." Gin sneered and pinched it to pieces. He cracked a smile, like a cruel hunter hunting his own prey.

"I didn't expect you to approach me on your own initiative, Shirley..."

In Dr. Agasa's car, he found that the eavesdropping device was destroyed, and Conan harassed his thighs with hatred.

"What should I do next? The current situation is very unfavorable to us. The sender and locator were destroyed by them and could not be traced at all."

"Plus with the gum you use to disguise the eavesdropper, if they take it for testing..."

Haibara sat in the back seat of the car, lowering her head, unable to see the emotions in her eyes.

Conan sat in the front seat, the lenses reflected a cold white light.

"Don't worry, I have destroyed my tooth shape. At most, they can only detect the bleeding type from their saliva. And all the fingerprints on the car have been wiped off by me."

"Since that's the case, we should turn around immediately and try to stay away from their cars. It would be too dangerous to continue following them like we do now."

"Okay, I don't want to continue chasing them either! Let's go directly to their destination! Find the man named Pisk!"

......

At the entrance of the Budo Hotel, Kurakawa Shun got out of the car in a black suit, then reached out to help his mother.

A grand memorial service is being held here. In addition to the deceased's relatives and friends, various people are also coming to mourn.

It is said to be a memorial service, but in fact it has become an alternative party.

The family of three wore uniform black clothes, signed the autograph at the entrance, received a handkerchief, and entered the memorial service.

There were some wine and chatting in the venue. If the participants were not wearing black suits, Kurakawa would have thought he had entered a dance party.

"I knew it would be like this." Shun's mother sighed.

"There is no way, this is the case in the business world. It is called a memorial service, but it is actually a gathering invited by all walks of life to participate in the name of memorial service."

"If it weren't for the slideshow that had not been released before the wine roll, I wouldn't have wanted to come!"

Shun’s parents actually don’t like this kind of occasion. Instead of giving up cups in the fame and fortune, they prefer to lie on the sofa and watch TV.

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ps: Hehehe, it's more than three hundred chapters, and I finally ended up writing here~
Chapter completed!