How could such a freakish female creature exist?
During this period, Conan felt like a walking blood bank. The blood Ai drew from him was enough to change his blood type.
The key issue is that so much time has passed, and there's still no clue about the antidote.
The answer is almost there; all that's left is one more vial of blood.
Each time he was questioned, a vial of blood was drawn, to the point that the great detective now experiences dizziness and blurred vision whenever he sees a needle. He finally understands the helplessness Kogoro Mouri feels when he is constantly being pricked by a tranquilizer gun.
"Ai, shall we go to the dumpling shop later?"
"not good."
"ah……"
"It's snowing, everyone better go home obediently."
The tea-haired loli gave the three little ones a death stare.
The three little ones trembled at the look in his eyes and had no choice but to obediently head towards home.
As Ai watched them leave, she turned around and noticed a black Porsche parked by the roadside.
It was a car from fifty years ago, but the body was brand new and shiny, looking either recently purchased or meticulously maintained by the owner.
Xiao Ai's gaze lingered on the license plate for a moment, a playful smile playing on her lips.
It seems Gin is still quite fond of his Porsches; how many is this already?
Ai secretly thought to herself that she should have the Amanojaku and the others give Gin's beloved vehicle a "special maintenance" sometime.
After making up her mind, Ai turned around and glanced at Conan, who had instantly recovered.
Conan's listless demeanor vanished instantly, replaced by a fixed gaze on the Porsche, his eyes gleaming with excitement and tension, as if he had discovered some crucial clue.
Ai curled the corners of her lips and walked past the car without changing her expression.
Gin and his organization no longer pose any threat to her, and she no longer takes them seriously.
However, keeping them around to fight against Conan and his friends, and watching them for amusement, is not without its own kind of fun.
Conan also recognized Gin's car at a glance.
That familiar Porsche 356a, that license plate number "Shinjuku 4869" that we know all too well.
"Hey, Hattori, come quick! I've spotted Gin!!"
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