Chapter 52 The boy is armed to the teeth!!
"You mean a silver-haired man knocked you unconscious, gave you poison, and then you shrank?"
After hearing Shinichi Kudo's description, Ryusei Kitagawa realized the seriousness of the problem: "Was he about this tall, and was he accompanied by a big guy wearing a top hat, both of them dressed in black?"
The two had just arrived at the home of Dr. Kudo, a close friend of Shinichi Kudo, despite their age difference, in the rain.
Along the way, Kitagawa Ryusei picked up the shrunken young detective and listened to him recount the whole story.
The chubby old man was called out of the laboratory by the knocking on the door. When he opened the courtyard gate, he saw a stranger and a seemingly shrunken little friend. His eyes widened instantly.
"Shinichi?!"
However, Shinichi Kudo was too preoccupied to explain the supernatural phenomena occurring to him; he answered Ryusei Kitagawa's question with overwhelming excitement:
"It's them! The people I met at the amusement park! Ryusei-nii, you actually know about them too?!"
Does this mean that the police had already noticed this group of criminals, and that his shrinking was not an exception?
Just as he received a little comfort and his heart was at ease, Kitagawa Ryusei gave him a negative answer.
“In fact, this is the first time I’ve seen Gin use any method of silencing someone other than shooting them through with a single burst of bullets,” the young man said, squatting down and lifting Shinichi Kudo’s limp arm to examine it carefully. “And the information I received is still based on his time in America.”
Therefore, even the police department has no clue whereabouts of these people...
A serious expression flashed across Shinichi Kudo's face, followed by a distinct look of confusion: "Gin...?"
Kitagawa Ryusei explained: "That's a yakuza organization where all the important members are codenamed. You've encountered the organization's Top Killer."
After confirming that Shinichi Kudo had no other injuries besides the back of his head, and that there were no apparent aftereffects affecting his mobility, he stood up and said, "Go change your clothes first, and I'll explain later."
The boy was soaking wet, with water dripping from his hair and clothes. He didn't seem to care; whenever water droplets obscured his vision, he would simply raise his arm to wipe them away, seemingly intending to let his body heat dry them off.
Professor Agasa, who had been listening in, hurriedly said, "I'll go find Shinichi's clothes from when you were little."
"No need, Doctor, don't worry too much, I know where it is."
With the insistence of the two, Shinichi Kudo reassured his older friend, jumped off the chair, and walked familiarly towards the second floor.
For a moment, only two adults remained in the living room.
Kitagawa Ryusei fell into deep thought due to the current situation and remained silent.
Professor Agasa seemed to understand what had happened, but he kept it to himself until Shinichi Kudo disappeared from sight. Only then did he show his anxiety and ask, "Officer, will Shinichi be in danger in the future? Can he turn back into his original form?"
"I can't guarantee it," Kitagawa Ryusei said, his own mood uncertain at the moment.
He said in a low voice, "But we'll get this over with as soon as possible."
On the other side, Shinichi Kudo changed his clothes and went downstairs as quickly as possible.
—Nothing is more important than finding out the truth right now.
In the past, no matter how vicious the criminals he faced were, they were just individuals. As long as the police found out their methods, they could bring them to justice.
But this time the nature of the matter is completely different.
Kitagawa Ryusei shattered the boy's naiveté: "We don't know how many people they have or what their trump cards are. If we act hastily before we're sure we can wipe them out, we'll alert them and invite a counterattack."
The enemy lurks in the darkness; every move they make has far-reaching consequences.
Because he was well protected by his parents, and because Shinichi Kudo became a media darling the moment he made his debut as a detective, he had never encountered an enemy he couldn't defeat with his intellect and detective talent. For a moment, he stared blankly at the young man before him: "Then what should I do?"
Never having imagined that one day he would need to provide psychological counseling for teenagers, Kitagawa Ryusei tried his best to look the boy in the eye: "As a police officer, I would suggest that you accept the protection of the Public Security Bureau. We have a department that can start researching the drugs you were forced to take and try to develop an antidote."
Shinichi Kudo remained silent, waiting for him to continue.
"As an ordinary person who knows you, I think it's best not to tell anyone about this right now. Tell your parents to take you abroad and come back after everything is over."
Shinichi Kudo raised his head: "...And what about Ryusei-nii? If it were you, what would you do?"
He hadn't forgotten that the young man in front of him was a police academy student who dared to chase after a kidnapper while he was ten years old; running away was never an option for them in life.
Sure enough, the next moment Kitagawa Ryusei smiled and said, "I would suggest that you take revenge if you have a grudge, and settle your score if you have a grievance."
This doesn't conform to police ethics, but it's very much like Kitagawa Ryusei.
The confusion in the little boy's eyes lessened considerably, and a light gradually returned. This was what he truly felt deep inside; he simply needed someone's approval.
—Stop those men in black from committing crimes again with your own strength. Even if you can't completely catch the criminals, you can still save other victims.
However, before he could even utter a "Is it alright?", Kitagawa Ryusei's tone shifted, his gentle demeanor vanishing, replaced by an emotionless smile:
"But you're too weak, you're practically defenseless..."
Shinichi Kudo: ...?
Kitagawa Ryusei said coldly, "I originally intended to let you go because of our past relationship, but why did you insist on going against the organization?"
The situation suddenly changed, catching the boy off guard.
His spine stiffened as he felt a coin-sized hard object press against his back near his heart the moment the young man got close. An unbelievable guess rose in his mind, but he suppressed it.
"Lacking even the most basic vigilance, you let the wolf into the house, and your physical skills are utterly pathetic." In those water-blue eyes filled with disbelief and terror, Kitagawa Ryusei saw his own reflection.
"Shinichi is still a high school student who thinks all police officers are good people..."
"Ryusei-nii, you..." Shinichi Kudo's heart almost flew out of his chest. His intuition told him it was impossible, but the dangerous aura emanating from Kitagawa Ryusei made him unconsciously back away.
He was then stopped by the muzzle of a gun behind him and pushed forward.
The youth's gentle demeanor vanished, as if a mask had been peeled away to reveal his cruel inner self.
“Although I’m not happy that Gin always leaves me with a mess,” Kitagawa Ryusei looked at him with a half-smile, the light from below casting shadows on his face, “the discovery that the organization’s members can rejuvenate is an added bonus.”
"...The BOSS would be very happy to take you back."
Shinichi Kudo's breathing became rapid, and his instinct made him want to shout for help, but facing Ryusei Kitagawa, he felt as if he were being choked and could not make a sound.
A metallic taste lingered in my throat.
This person was also saying, "If you kill this old man, no one in the country will notice your movements for a while, right?"
He paused deliberately for a moment before saying, "Wait a minute, didn't you just say on the way here that you have a childhood sweetheart... and that your father runs a detective agency?"
The little boy froze instantly, like a wooden board that would crumble at the slightest touch. He forced himself to remain calm: "...Ryusei-nii, stop playing..."
Kitagawa Ryusei smiled but said nothing. The hand that touched the boy's back applied a little more pressure, causing a dull pain.
Shinichi Kudo: ...I'm Shinichi Kudo, a high school detective. What should I do? I think I've seen Yomi-no-Tsu.
etc.
The detective noticed something was wrong.
Why is Dr. Agasa not making any sound?
The boy turned around, wanting to see what was wrong with the professor, but he saw what the young man was holding first—
The remote control from Professor Agasa's house.
Meanwhile, Professor Agasa sat firmly on the sofa, blowing on the hot tea in his cup, and chuckled kindly when he saw him looking over.
Shinichi Kudo: ...
At this point, he understood what had happened and turned around angrily, shouting, "Ryu, Sheng, brother!"
Kitagawa Ryusei had long since withdrawn his wicked little expression. He tossed the remote control in his hand toward the sofa, his face innocent, his tone frank, and he turned the tables on the enemy: "Completely unfamiliar with common weapons, deduct another point."
"Now, do you still think you can take on an entire yakuza organization, the savior of the Japanese police?"
Faced with this title, Shinichi Kudo's anger at being tricked suddenly dissipated, and the sound of him swallowing could be clearly heard.
It's true that some people call him a "savior"... but can we not take our anger out on Ryusei-san? QAQ
That really scared him to death!
Kitagawa Ryusei sighed, reached out and ruffled the boy's hair, plucking out his tufts of hair and even his ahoge (cowlick).
"Of course, in the end, you will have to make the choice yourself. I can only keep it a secret for now. Think it over carefully."
After saying this, he stood up and looked at the adult beside him: "Would you please inform the child's family, Doctor?"
Professor Agasa, who had been watching the whole thing from the sidelines, never expected to have a role to play. He also thought the policeman was right, so he readily agreed, even under Shinichi Kudo's pleading gaze: "Ah... okay."
Shinichi Kudo, his eyes twitching, thought: ...Doctor, you've betrayed us!!
The answer was that Kitagawa Ryusei did not stay.
He promised to keep it a secret for now and not interfere with Shinichi Kudo's decision.
I just hope that this brat learns a lesson from being tricked today and remembers to inform me before taking any action, so he doesn't rush in alone and get riddled with bullets by Gin.
The young man had no idea that Shinichi Kudo had already made a decision the moment he left.
The detective's gaze swept over his own slender arms and legs before instantly focusing on Professor Agasa, who was staring blankly as he ate his midnight snack. His eyes were so bright they could burn through the sturdy old man.
Professor Agasa slowly swallowed the small cookie in his mouth, his small eyes filled with doubt.
Detective Shinichi clenched his fist, making up his mind—
I need to arm myself!
Armed to the teeth!!
*
Kitagawa Ryusei was attacked in front of his house.
The murderer was wearing a black coat, had dark skin, grayish-purple dog-like eyes, and blond hair.
Their actions were blatant and extremely arrogant.
"I'm soaking wet, don't splash me!"
As soon as the door opened, Kitagawa Ryusei was prepared. He used one hand to block the big cat and the other to scoop up the kitten, leaning back half a step to deflect the impact.
The movements were so practiced, it was almost painful to watch.
"How did you get caught in the rain? Didn't you bring an umbrella?"
Rei Furuya took the coat he had taken off, sniffed it, and said, "You went to get coffee? And you had a little cake too. It didn't smell as good as the ones I make."
"..."
Seeing the questioning look he gave her, Kitagawa Ryusei was speechless for a moment: "Zero, you're acting like a wife checking up on you right now."
Furuya Rei dismissed it, saying, "What do you mean by checking up on people? We don't need to."
"No one can take Ryusei away from me."
The living room was filled with the aroma of food, prepared by Furuya Rei at the perfect time. It was still steaming, and the warm yellow light made it feel cozy.
Kitagawa Ryusei tacitly acknowledged what he had just said, and sat down at the dining table to get down to business: "Gin has returned to Japan, which means that Akai Shuichi has probably successfully escaped his predicament."
This time, Rei Furuya didn't agree. He stuck a chopstick into the sushi, and the poor sushi was held up in front of his eyes and bitten off. His baby face had a completely innocent smile on it: "Maybe it successfully died in the line of duty?"
Did the FBI issue an obituary?
Kitagawa Ryusei: ...
In the past, Kitagawa Ryusei could ignore these words without batting an eye, but today his voice sounded slightly guilty: "Ahem... the International Investigation Administration is preparing to extradite him, but not under the identity of Akai Shuichi."
Since it was a decision made by the Criminal Investigation Bureau, it's normal that there was no news from Team Zero.
3.2.
one.
The young man silently counted three numbers.
Sure enough, when I looked up, I saw the blond youth put down his chopsticks and stop eating.
Rei Furuya, one word at a time:
"Da, me, yo!!"
The FBI we finally managed to get rid of is actually thinking of coming back?!
Stay far away from Japan!
If it's something outside of work, if Furuya Rei shows this expression, Kitagawa Ryusei will basically nod in agreement without even thinking.
However, when it comes to work... Kitagawa Ryusei put down his chopsticks and tentatively said, "...Then let me coax you?"
Rei Furuya's expression visibly stiffened.
Sigh, while I have some expectations, the FBI is the bottom line... but what if it's about overthrowing an organization?
The reliable police officer was struggling internally...
After a long pause, he finally spoke, his face contorted with rage, his nose wrinkled, his tone indignant and righteous: "What's he doing here? Is he going to be our cat toy to play with Gin?"
"In short, I will absolutely not let him through customs. Let him swim to Japan if he dares!"
That's an agreement, anyway, Shuichi Akai can't get through customs now... Ruki Kitagawa accurately understood what her irritated boyfriend meant.
He remembered something else: "Oh right, I promised to do an interview with Nichiri TV tomorrow."
Rei Furuya listened intently, but his expression remained unchanged. He didn't look at Ruki Kitagawa, as if he were putting on an act of anger.
Kitagawa Ryusei liked him more and more as he looked at him, and reached out to ruffle his hair: "So good, so good."
"Zero hasn't changed at all, just like when he first graduated!"
Whether it's her face, personality, or her commitment to ideals, she's still the way he likes her.
However... if this person really changes one day, his preferences will definitely change as well, right?
Kitagawa Ryusei felt the soft touch of hair beneath his palm.
Organization, Mysticism, and Sinister Bourbon & Rei Shiraiya, a graduate who has returned after many years of work: "..."
Is this a compliment? More like a filter!
Bourbon revealed a sinister expression: "...I'm a ruthless man in black, officer. You're in my hands now."
It seems this is a police and gangster drama. After careful consideration, Kitagawa Ryusei readily agreed: "Should I now act out a scene of unwavering loyalty?"
...
...
The two of them ended up getting all lovey-dovey again during dinner.
At the other end of the living room, Coal Ball Cat looked up for a moment, then lowered its head again as usual, focusing intently on munching on its cat food.
"A lot happened today... Hmm, I have some ideas about the exact identity of the BOSS."
"...Ryusei, it's really insensitive of you to bring up this topic at a time like this." The reply was tinged with helplessness.
"Is there?"
"Then teach me how to say things in a more romantic way..."
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