"Don't let your guard down."
Although Gin didn't think much of Shinichi Kudo either, he still warned Vodka not to forget how many times the two of them had suffered losses before.
Honestly, if possible, Gin truly didn't want to come to Beika Town. After all, he had actually been captured here once.
Fortunately, a companion from the organization had rescued him that time.
If they were captured again, no one would likely come to save them this time.
"I understand, Big Brother."
Vodka nodded solemnly. They had indeed suffered quite a bit, yet they had to come all the way here to kill a high school detective just to vent their anger—and they even had to kill him twice.
"There's another piece of information. Yusaku Kudo is also at home right now. If possible, get rid of Yusaku Kudo as well."
"Yusaku Kudo? That mystery novelist?"
After thinking for a moment, Vodka finally remembered who he was. But why did they need to kill Yusaku Kudo?
Though he didn't know the reason, Vodka also knew there was no need to ask. As long as there was a mission to carry out, that was enough.
"Let's go."
Gin checked the time and saw that it was already evening. They could act now; he didn't want to wait until too late.
Vodka nodded, then rose to his feet and left with Gin.
Both men wore long coats, mainly because they made it easy to conceal things.
For example, guns and ammunition could be hidden inside their coats and normally wouldn't be noticed, making them especially convenient.
As long as no one searched them, it was basically impossible to tell what they had hidden inside. And, of course, they looked badass.
Driving an old car, they arrived outside Shinichi Kudo's home. Gin