bookrebus Chapter 445 He still has to thank us
Chapter 445 He still has to thank us
"Kaito, where did you go this afternoon? I've been looking for you for ages."
Nakamori Ginzo patted Kuroba Kaito on the back, helping him catch his breath while asking a question in confusion.
Nakamori Ginzo leaned closer to Kuroba Kaito and whispered something.
"I found Phantom Thief Kid. I was originally planning to ask you to come and meet him. Aren't you a fan of his?"
"Ahem, actually I've already met him. He met with me privately and everything was fine."
Kaito Kuroba responded with an awkward laugh.
Do I see myself? That's interesting.
Jirokichi Suzuki looked at Sonoko Suzuki with satisfaction and then addressed the group.
"Hmm... how about we all take a group photo? We're partners who've been through thick and thin together now."
The group looked at each other, and finally nodded in agreement.
The phrase "sharing weal and woe" sounds a bit like a psychological suggestion, and coupled with Suzuki Jirokichi's rather confident expression, it all tells them that the disease will definitely be defeated.
"Hmm, let me think about how we should film it?"
As Suzuki Jirokichi pondered, Qi Ming suddenly became interested upon hearing that they were taking a photo. He stood up and spoke to Suzuki Jirokichi.
“Mr. Suzuki, I have an idea. Let’s film it like this.”
"Oh? Qi Ming, are you interested in taking photos?"
"That's right, I'm actually a photography enthusiast."
Soon, everyone got into position as Qi Ming instructed.
However, the chubby reporter in charge of taking the photos couldn't help but think that the composition in front of him was very strange.
All the food was arranged on a long table, and everyone stood in a row, with Qi Ming standing in the very center.
"..."
The chubby reporter only felt that the scene in front of him was familiar, but those with sharp minds, such as Ai Haibara, Conan, Hattori, and Kaito Kuroba, immediately realized that something was wrong.
Isn't their current pose just like the Last Supper?
Ai Haibara rolled her eyes at Qi Ming, after all, given her height, she could only be photographed when Qi Ming was holding her.
This person is so boring, even using the pose from that painting to take a picture.
Did you even look at the painting beforehand? It was meant to depict God searching for a traitor at a dinner party, but you're the one who's been deceiving everyone! What are you doing standing in the middle?
……wrong.
A new thought flashed through her mind, and Ai Haibara suddenly felt that Qi Ming's posing for the photo was strangely reasonable again.
The Last Supper was less about a full-time, omnipotent God being betrayed by his disciples.
Rather, it was more like God indicating to the people that someone had betrayed them, and the loyal disciples all believed it and became suspicious of one another.
If you interpret it that way, it does fit their current situation.
Ai Haibara scrutinized Qi Ming's expression.
However, it was obvious that the other party just thought it was funny and that he was overthinking it.
"What a wicked sense of humor... no, what an artistic design!"
Kaito Kuroba, who was originally about to make a sarcastic remark, suddenly noticed Qi Ming's gaze and quickly gave a thumbs up, changing his tune.
This monster might have some kind of supernatural ability, so I'd better not say anything more.
"Let's start taking pictures! 1, 2, 3, cheese!"
……
After taking the photos, everyone began to enjoy the food.
This time, the atmosphere was finally not as dull as before. People chatted with each other, and there were faint smiles on their faces.
"Brother Qi Ming, can I talk to you?"
A voice came from beside his legs. Qi Ming looked over and saw Conan with a friendly smile.
"what is wrong?"
"Let's talk outside."
"Row."
Qi Ming followed Conan outside the restaurant. Before Qi Ming could ask Conan what he wanted to do, the latter bowed to Qi Ming.
"Thank you."
"..."
Good heavens, he managed to fool everyone on the ship; the detective should thank him.
"You're thanking me?"
Qi Ming pretended not to hear, squatted down, and leaned closer to Conan.
"Can you say that again?"
"Thank you."
To Qi Ming's surprise, Conan expressed his gratitude without hesitation once again.
Qi Ming suddenly felt that there might really be a virus on this ship, and that the old man's brain had already gone mad.
"...Oh, I see. I found you a wife, and you're thanking me now."
Qi Ming said sarcastically, that was the only reason he could think of for the other party to thank him.
"..."
Conan didn't speak, but simply nodded calmly.
While this reason may indeed be the main one, perhaps the more important reason is that he has grown, truly grown.
Qi Ming frowned as he sized up Conan.
Just like a serious person suddenly becoming unserious, Conan's current expression of gratitude struck him as somewhat strange.
"You're not planning to get close to me, pretend to join my team and become my partner, then team up with Karasuma Renya to deal with me, are you?"
"No, and I've also decided to stop getting involved in your affairs and I plan to leave Karasuma-sensei's organization."
Conan shook his head, his expression serious.
It wasn't a pretense; Conan had already made up his mind.
As someone once said, what kind of chef can't even protect the woman he loves?
Conan also felt that if he couldn't even protect the people around him, what was the point of being a detective if he couldn't protect more people?
All he could do was stop what he could see right in front of him, and Qi Ming...
I can't stop it, so let it be, even though it goes against my conscience.
However, Conan later mustered up his courage and said something.
"...However, I will continue to investigate the other members of your Black Organization, provided that conditions permit and I have confirmed that there is absolutely no danger to them."
Although Conan spoke with great courage, he still sounded a bit timid, even with two layers of buffs stacked on him.
Qi Ming thought about it and agreed.
Since they've been behaving so honestly, if they want to ban me and let me play the easy mode detective game, then let them play.
Come to think of it, has he ever seen Conan deal with anyone from our organization after all this time?
It seems not. We'll see how he handles it when the time comes.
"So, how far have you gotten in your investigation?"
"……hey-hey."
Conan scratched his face somewhat awkwardly.
Although the organization members have been appearing more frequently lately, the key point is that Qi Ming is also with them. What's the point of me investigating? Wouldn't that just be sending him to his death?
No longer wanting to continue the topic, Conan took the pill out of his pocket and asked Qi Ming a question.
"By the way, Brother Qi Ming, I wanted to ask if you still have this medicine?"
Yes, so what?
Conan paused for a moment, then slowly asked.
"I need a few more of these pills. What should I do to get them for me?"
"I've already given you one for free, why do you want more? How can you be so greedy?"
Qi Ming rolled his eyes at Conan.
"I've already told you so much. You have to rely on yourself for everything. Don't ask others for everything, okay?"
Conan was taken aback for a moment, then realized what Qi Ming meant by all that he was talking about.
"You mean, this world is a game?"
"if not?"
And so, Qi Ming and Karasuma Renya gave completely different accounts.
Conan lowered his head.
Perhaps he should seek outside help and ask his father, Yusaku Kudo, for advice.