Useless Trash! (Continued)

Ayumi looked at Ai Haibara, who remained completely calm without the slightest hint of panic, and couldn't help asking.

Ai Haibara glanced at Hyuga Shin and replied flatly, "I'm not afraid."

She had once been a member of the Black Organization. Although she had been a researcher, that didn't mean she had never handled a gun.

Of course, the main reason was that Shin was here. Ai Haibara believed Shin could easily deal with them. If he could save her sister from Gin and take her away from a heavily guarded research facility, how could he possibly fail to handle a few petty thieves?

Although footsteps could be heard outside, they did not open this door and instead ran toward the front.

They had originally intended to open the door and check inside, but some movement suddenly came from up ahead and immediately drew them away.

Hearing the footsteps fade into the distance, Ayumi let out a breath. It seemed those people had left.

"Genta, what are you doing? Why did you make such a loud noise?" Conan glared at Genta in frustration.

"I... I did it by accident." Genta scratched his head. His body was so fat that he had bumped into a bottle beside him, knocking it over.

"This is bad. There's no time. Looks like we can only find a way to fight back." Conan's expression turned grim, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

His elementary-schooler body was indeed troublesome right now, especially since he had no idea how many opponents there were.

One or two would be manageable, but if there were three, he wouldn't be able to hold them off.

Right, where was Hyuga Shin?

Conan suddenly thought of Shin. If it were Hyuga Shin, he could definitely take care of them. Though Conan was