Chapter 8 Gin
In Dorobiga Amusement Park, somewhere in a remote corner.

Kudo Shinichi hid behind a hidden corner and witnessed a transaction with his own eyes. He was a little hesitant and a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.

"Who are these people?"

Before he could finish his words, a voice so cold and seemingly emotionless sounded behind him.

"That's the end of the detective game, kid."

"Ok?"

Shinichi had just turned around when he saw a baseball bat coming towards him.

boom!
He fell to the ground in an instant, almost completely losing consciousness.

There was a vague sound in his ears, and he felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and it seemed that some liquid was flowing on his face.

Is it blood?
…………

"Vodka, you were too careless. You were actually followed by this brat."

"Brother, isn't he the detective? Just kill him."

"Wait a minute, the police are still patrolling around here, I think I'll just use this."

"Goodbye, Detective."

…………

I don't know when Kudo Shinichi began to regain consciousness.

An uncomfortable feeling surged through his body, and he felt like a lobster thrown into a hot pot.

"Hot, my body is so hot..."

…………

late at night.

A black Audi was driving on the road to the outskirts of Tokyo. Under the illumination of the headlights, the road was flat, without any obstacles, and there were no pursuers behind the car.

The driver sitting in the driver's seat was a tall man in black. He was a member of the Black Organization, codename: Vodka.

Next to him, sitting in the passenger seat was a tall, thin, silver-haired man in black named Gin, with a cold expression on his face and a lit cigarette in his mouth.

Seeing that Gin had a cold face the whole time and just smoked silently, Vodka couldn't help but interrupt: "Brother, the boss just sent a new order, let us..."

Before he could finish his words, the steering wheel in his hands slipped rapidly.

呲呲——! ! !
A sharp braking sound was heard, and the black Audi, which was originally driving at high speed, suddenly changed its track and sped to the side from its original position, leaving obvious tire scratches on the road.

Gin, who was originally smoking peacefully, was a little frightened, and the cigarette in his mouth fell directly into the car.

If he hadn't put on his seat belt after getting in the car, his head would probably have hit the windshield directly.

At the moment the car lost control, Gin reacted and yelled in a low voice: "Vodka! What happened!"

"Brother!" Vodka hurriedly grabbed the steering wheel, stepped hard on the brake, and shouted: "The car's tires are broken! And three of them were broken at once!"

"what?!"

Gin was suddenly startled.

As soon as he finished speaking, the car they were riding in began to tilt severely.

The experienced Gin immediately understood the situation.

Oh no, the car is about to flip over!
Faced with the dangerous situation, Gin calmed down immediately after the initial tension, unbuckled his seat belt, grabbed Vodka's collar with his left hand, quickly opened the car door with his right hand, and then jumped out.

The next moment, a violent explosion occurred. Boom!
The originally exquisite and handsome black Audi turned into wreckage in the dazzling flames, and Gin, who fell to the ground in the distance, stood up after the initial cushioning.

The black windbreaker he was wearing had become tattered, and there was even a trace of blood on his face.

Two seconds later, Vodka also stood up. His head had just hit the ground hard and he was grimacing in pain.

Just now, after the two of them fell to the ground, they rolled a few times and successfully escaped the explosion range of the car.

But even so, Gin and Vodka looked disheveled, their majestic black clothes were tattered beyond recognition, and they looked like two scavengers.

"Brother, what happened just now? Who attacked us!" Vodka said in disbelief.

They had clearly confirmed before that there should be no pursuers behind the car, so why did this happen?
Three tires were punctured at once, which was definitely not a coincidence, because before getting on the car, they checked the car and there was absolutely no problem with the tires.

Even if there was a problem, it would be impossible for three tires to burst at the same time, and it would be impossible for the car to explode immediately after it overturned.

Gin didn't say anything, his eyes turned cold, revealing a chilling murderous intent.

At this moment, he seemed to remember something and quickly took out a special small box from inside his torn coat.

That's the box that holds the 'APTX4869'.

Gin opened the box quickly, took a quick glance, his pupils shrank like needles, and then he threw the box in his hand into the air.

After the box left Gin's hand, it exploded in the air.

boom!
The precious medicine was burned to ashes.

Gin didn't feel any pain, there was only an uncontrollable chill in his heart.

Someone had put a bomb in the box, but he didn't notice it until the moment before it exploded.

If it had been a second later, he and the vodka might have ceased to exist.

"Brother...what is going on?"

Vodka, who was standing next to him, was shocked by the scene. He had never thought that there would be something wrong with the box that his elder brother kept close to him.

Gin lowered his head quietly, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.

After a while, he handed a card to Vodka and said in a hoarse voice: "I just took this card out of the box where 'APTX4869' was stored... They are from the Fang Group."

"The Fang Group? No way?"

Vodka was startled again and quickly took the card and began to observe it.

It was a white card with a simple message on it.

[Solemn reminder: Smoking is harmful to your health, and smoking in a car is a bad behavior. It may cause the vehicle to explode. Please pay attention to safety. (World Environmental Organization - Fang Group, Fang Twenty, Stay.)]

After reading the contents of the card, Vodka was stunned and speechless.

After a while, he said in shock: "Fang Twenty... Could he be the one in the rumors?"

"How is that possible? He is one of the 24 commanders of the Fang Group. He wouldn't do it himself, right?"

Vodka speculated to himself, "Even if the Fang Group was responsible for this operation, it should have been his subordinates who did it, right?"

Gin shook his head: "Don't even think about it. Apart from the 24 commanders taking action personally, the other members of the Fang Group will never be able to do this."

Gin is still very confident in his own strength. He was able to put a bomb in the box that was protected closely without the other party noticing. This could only be done by the commanders of the Fang Group themselves. In this world, there should be no one else who could do this.

"But why would they do this?"

Vodka still couldn't figure it out: "Our organization doesn't seem to have any conflicts with the Fang Group. Could it be that the boss has offended a commander of the Fang Group recently?"

(End of this chapter)