Little Ai Attempts to Bluff Her Way Through

Before Vodka could even process what Gin meant, Guchuan reappeared, but this time with a rope in his hand.

"Guchuan, what are you trying to do?" Vodka asked, alarmed.

"Teach you a lesson, so you stop disturbing my private life." The low pressure around Guchuan nearly suffocated Vodka.

He wanted to run, but he couldn't escape Guchuan's hand chop.

Vodka fell into a baby-like sleep, and Guchuan wrapped him tightly with the rope, then dragged him into his basement.

Still not satisfied, he slapped Vodka's face twice.

Idiot, who told you, you bastard, to come to my house? Don't you know that your sudden appearance would scare Little Ai?

"Haibara, do you want to join our Junior Detective League?" Ayumi excitedly invited Little Ai to join their group.

"Junior Detective League? Has Edogawa joined too?" Little Ai asked.

"Yeah, Conan's pretty much my little brother now!" Genta slung an arm around Conan's shoulder.

"Our Junior Detective League is dedicated to solving our classmates' problems. If students have a request, they send it to us by letter. Genta's shoe locker is where we collect the letters," Ayumi said, pointing to the shoe locker in front of her.

A note was stuck on the locker, which read, 'Major Incident Recruitment!! Class 1-B Junior Detective League.'

Little Ai was speechless. They really had made it look quite legitimate.

Genta opened the shoe locker, but there wasn't a single letter inside, making the three of them feel a bit awkward.

"Alright, let's go play soccer in the park quickly," Conan said.

Even though I'm tired, Haibara is Guchuan's sister after all. I need to help her integrate into the group as soon as possible.

"Okay, okay!"

Vodka, in Guchuan's basement, slowly regained consciousness. When he saw his current situation, he thrashed in panic on the cross.

Fortunately, the cross was very sturdy; even with Vodka's weight, it didn't budge an inch.

"Phew~"

The torches on the wall were lit, and Guchuan walked down the stairs from above.

"Wuwuwu!"

"Vodka, what's your purpose for coming to my house?" Guchuan pulled out a red whip, dipped it in some chili water, and swung it menacingly near Vodka.

"Wuwuwu!"

Guchuan pulled the gag out of Vodka's mouth.

"I'm here on behalf of Brother Gin to give you a mission, and he also told me to assist you in carrying it out. If you complete this mission well, then the boss will apply for a codename for you!" Vodka said excitedly.

Guchuan is a lunatic, why is he treating his colleague like this?!

"You came to my house to assign a mission?" Guchuan was very annoyed.

This feeling of having his private life disturbed by a colleague was very unpleasant, especially a colleague from a criminal organization.

This damn Vodka has no sense of boundaries at all. If I report you guys in the future, will the police trace it back to me?

And I have a "Organization member detector" living in my house; this idiot's arrival would definitely make Little Ai nervous.

"I don't have your contact information," Vodka felt very wronged.

"Couldn't you, you idiot, have just asked... never mind."

Guchuan couldn't be bothered to pursue it. He had already called him an idiot; what more did he expect?

"What's the mission?" Guchuan asked.

"A woman codenamed Silver Fox used counterfeit money during a transaction with The Organization. Brother Gin wants you to deal with her," Vodka said.

"You said earlier that you were going to assist me?" Guchuan smiled.

"Yes," Vodka swallowed.

He always felt that Guchuan's smile was unsettling; it was a malicious smile.

"I don't like subordinates who look so cool."

Black trench coat, large sunglasses, plus Vodka's physique—he looks more like a boss than I do.

"Take off your sunglasses."

"Impossible!" Vodka said excitedly.

His sunglasses were his life; Vodka would never take them off.

But Guchuan didn't give him the right to refuse.

After taking off Vodka's sunglasses, the cool-looking Organization killer looked very strange because of his honest, big eyes. Guchuan then removed Vodka's hat, which he had never taken off before.

"Ahahaha."

Guchuan laughed heartily, completely disregarding Vodka's feelings.

Vodka clenched his fists, wanting to beat Guchuan back into his mother's womb.

"Vodka, no wonder Gin always brings you along. You look like such an honest person. Someone as honest as you would definitely not betray The Organization." Guchuan patted Vodka's shoulder.

That expression of honesty just didn't fit in with The Organization.

Vodka felt a profound humiliation. How could he, a code-named member of an evil criminal organization, be called "honest"?

But looking at Guchuan's villainous face, Vodka felt that perhaps he really could be considered honest after all.

[Little Ai: I'm playing with a new friend, I'll be home late.]

[Conan: Guchuan, I've found a member of that organization. The location is...]

Guchuan turned off the TV and set off with Vodka, who had changed into a pink suit.

Little Ai was playing a detective game with the other children.

"You got scared out of your wits by something so small, you're useless. Just tell the inspector everything, including the huge organization behind you. Confess it all."

Conan looked confidently at the captured Silver Fox, while Little Ai looked at Conan as if he were an idiot.

"Organization?" Silver Fox paused.

"Stop playing dumb. You must have a mysterious code name too, just like Gin and Vodka," Conan said with great confidence.

It had been so long, and finally catching a member of The Organization was incredibly difficult.

"Sorry, I don't know any of the people you're talking about."

"Hey, hey, what are you even talking about? This person is a habitual counterfeiter, known as Silver Fox. Although she had plastic surgery, we won't forget this face." Inspector Megure's words completely stunned Conan.

"However, this time you not only printed counterfeit money but also violated firearms and ammunition control regulations, so you'll have to stay in prison for a while."

"Please, I wasn't the one who fired the gun this time. It was that girl with the brown hair." Silver Fox glanced at Little Ai.

"What!?"

Inspector Megure walked past Silver Fox, who was handcuffed, and approached Little Ai.

"How could you do something so dangerous?"

"But, but... Waaah!" Little Ai tried to charm her way out of it, covering her eyes and starting to cry, tears streaming down her face as if they cost nothing.

This Oscar-worthy performance left Inspector Megure instantly flustered.

"Sorry, I'm so sorry." Inspector Megure apologized, sweating profusely, but Little Ai's crying showed no signs of stopping.

"Little Ai! Are you okay?"

Guchuan heard Little Ai crying from the stairs. After he had laughed enough, he pushed past the police and burst in.

"W-w-wha...!" Little Ai's crying stopped abruptly.

Oh no, I'm going to make a fool of myself in front of Guchuan.