The three of them entered the Poirot Café as if walking to the execution ground.
"Let me introduce myself. Uchiha Jin, the new boss of the Black Organization. Codename... hmm... [Sake]. What do you think?" Jin asked with a laugh.
"Wh-who are you really? What do you want by getting close to Ran's mother?" Conan asked, steeling himself.
Bang!
The answer to Conan was a bullet that grazed past his cheek.
The three sitting opposite were stunned speechless.
They never expected this man to start shooting at the slightest provocation.
"Oh, sorry. It's mainly because your face is so annoying, I couldn't help but take a shot," Jin shrugged, tossing away the pistol he had taken from Gin.
But he wasn't lying.
He didn't think much of it when he was younger.
But after growing up, he found it inexplicably disgusting.
"Purpose? There's no special purpose. Kisaki Eri is a great beauty. As a guy with the right equipment, what's strange about wanting to have her for myself?" Hearing Jin's explanation, the three opposite him were momentarily at a loss for words.
After all, it was just too damn reasonable.
They were momentarily left speechless.
Vermouth, meanwhile, felt her eyelid twitching violently.
'We're talking about your business, can you stop groping!?'
"And not just Eri, I also plan to get my hands on Yukiko," Jin's next words, however, made Conan completely lose his composure.
'Are you even listening to what you're saying!?'
'Damn, I had never encountered such a weirdo.'
'Saying 'I'm going to hit on your mom' right in front of her son.'
"Th-this gentleman, wh-what exactly do you plan to do with Shin... no, with Conan-kun?" Dr. Agasa forced a smile and asked.
"I don't plan to do anything to him. I just simply want to have some fun." Jin crossed his legs on the table and said with a faint smile, "I think your Red Faction is too strong. You have the God of Death Detective, Japan's top financial conglomerate, the FBI, the CIA... while the Black Organization side only has the overworked, death-from-overwork Gin. Other than him, it's either useless people or traitors. The power balance is a bit off. So I think we should strengthen the Black Faction side. That would be more fun."
The God of Death trio opposite him were somewhat confused by terms like Black Faction and Red Faction.
But they understood the general idea.
And when they heard [CIA], Rena, standing to the side, nearly stumbled and fell in fright.
"S-so, to you, all of this is just a game? D-do you know how many people have been killed because of the Black Organization's actions?" Even though he had nearly been shot just moments before, Conan, filled with righteous indignation, directed his just questioning at Jin.
He couldn't help it… he was just that stubborn.
"Why do I care?" Jin retorted with a face full of mockery.
Conan was so angry his eyes widened, but for a moment, he didn't know how to refute.
He was good at making murderers confess with BGM playing.
But when faced with someone like Jin who had absolutely no shame, he really had no recourse.
"Hmm~ But I do quite like Haibara Ai-chan. How about it? Do you want to come to my side?" Jin completely ignored Conan and made an inviting gesture towards Haibara.
"Never!" Facing the woman she feared most, Vermouth, and this monster of a man who had taken over the Black Organization, even though she was nearly scared out of her wits, Haibara resolutely chose to refuse.
"Oh? Even after seeing this person, do you still think so?" The corner of Jin's mouth curled up as he called out towards the café's kitchen: "Hey, you can come out now."
Click~
Two seconds later, the kitchen's back door opened.
A young woman walked out.
While her figure wasn't as bewitching as Vermouth's or Eri's, she was definitely top-tier, with a more virtuous and gentle temperament.
"S-Sister?" Haibara trembled all over, calling out in disbelief.
"Shiho... Shiho... I've missed you so much!" Miyano Akemi also covered her mouth tightly with both hands, tears welling in her eyes as she hurried forward, wanting to embrace Haibara.
"Haibara! Don't be fooled! Your sister is dead! This must be an imposter!" Conan shouted sternly.
Vermouth didn't speak, but she thought the same.
'That's right, Miyano Akemi was dead, killed by Gin himself.'
'And Miyano Shiho had betrayed the organization because of that.'
'How could she still be alive?'
"Don't believe it? Then how about a confrontation? Or a DNA test?" Jin said with a smile.
Akemi stood beside Jin, suppressing the excitement in her heart, and spoke slowly:
"Shiho, do you remember when you were little..."
Hearing secret after secret that only the two sisters knew come from Akemi's mouth, the expression on Haibara's face grew increasingly shocked.
Finally, she couldn't help but throw herself into the other's arms, wailing loudly,
"Sister! Sister! I thought you were already... Waaah..."
Conan, meanwhile, was terrified.
He stood frozen in place, mumbling dazedly,
"N-no, it's impossible, impossible... I... I saw her with my own eyes..."
Akemi shot a complicated glance at Conan.
Then, she lowered her head and wiped the tears from the corner of Haibara's eyes, saying softly, "Shiho, promise Sister one thing, okay?"
"Mhm..." Haibara pressed her lips together, holding back her tears, and nodded her little head vigorously.
"Never, ever oppose Jin-sama." Akemi used a seriousness she had never shown even in life, pressing down on her sister's shoulders with both hands.
Although she had always been a lurker in the chat group, Akemi was an old member.
She knew all too well how terrifying the man before her was.
Haibara opened her mouth.
She could, of course, tell that her sister meant for her to stay away from Kudo Shinichi, the FBI, and others who opposed the Black Organization.
Originally, Haibara's determination to fight the organization was mainly due to Akemi's death.
But now that her sister was alive, her so-called 'revenge' naturally...
With this in mind, Haibara silently stood behind Akemi.
"Haibara, you!" Conan stared, dumbfounded.
"Sorry, Kudo. I don't want to be separated from my sister anymore," Haibara turned her head away.
"Gin and the others are back," Rena suddenly spoke up.
Everyone looked up.
They saw Gin's signature Porsche 356A and Chianti's GTS sports car parked by the roadside.
Korn was carrying Shuichi, who was either dead or alive, on his shoulder and was crossing the street towards them.
"I didn't hit a vital spot. He should still be alive," Jin said with a smile, handing the pistol to Haibara, "As a welcome-back gift, you can personally finish off this scumbag who abandoned your sister, Ai-chan."
Haibara was as if struck by lightning, looking at Jin in disbelief.
She then looked at her sister and found her with her eyes closed, not saying a word.
Clearly, she was tacitly approving of this action.
"Alright, that's enough talk for now," Jin stretched lazily.
"Conan-kun, if you don't want to face off against Gin right now, you'd better run. I'm looking forward to the showdown between your two sides. Oh, and one more thing, keep an eye on your mom."
"You... you bastard!"
Bang!
Another bullet whizzed past the other side of the God of Death's face.
"Watch your tone, Kudo Shinichi. From now on, when you meet me, Sake, keep your head down."
"Well then, let's get along from now on~~"