Conan found Ai at the professor's house, you could see her dismay. The intrepid Ai was afraid. They had met the Men in Black again, and this time too they had escaped. The really tricky thing, however, was that the "shrink poison" had killed the man. As a result, it was decided after a short time that this was a natural death, a mysterious one, but a natural one. The police were happy - ain't so much. The murder had happened very close by, it had seemed like a warning to her: 'Don't you think you're safe; we will find you and then, my dear, you will die. '
"We have to be more careful.", Ai shouts the newly arrived. "It seems to me that you have been forgetting more and more lately that you are in the body of a seven-year-old - and that you have to act like that." - "I know that.", Conan replied gruffly, "It's just that "It's getting harder and harder. It drives me insane to pretend I'm a stupid little first year." Ai frowned. "Conan, do I have to remind you that gin will kill everyone you deal with? Everyone! Ran, the boy from Osaka, the professor and me too!" Conan shook his head, of course he knew all that. He sighed. "Okay, I'll get better.", He mumbled quietly and left Ai standing alone, he preferred to go to the professor to talk to him, he had a new trail that could lead to the men in black. Agasa should check them out, maybe that would help.

The mail that had just arrived was almost an idea of ​​sarcasm.
The boss was furious, too much went wrong - the sacrifice that should never have been made, sherry that should have been dead by now, the investigations that should have been completed. It was just too much and that's why he took his anger out on gin.In a figurative sense, of course. A direct outburst of anger would be too unusual, too common.
Vermouth should fix it. The boss didn't need failure - and gin had become one by now. And that vermouth just got this order would hit gin.
She wasn't stupid and could figure out the connection herself, but it would be difficult for her. Gin means a lot to her, the boss more. She turned off the computer, hung a photo of gin on her dart board, took a sip from the cognac glass, and threw a dart towards the target. In the middle of Gin's face.



Meanwhile the front door rang again at the professor. Conan, feeling at home, went to the door. Ai hadn't received a sign of life for several hours, so he just assumed that she wouldn't make it to the door either; and Agasa was busy with other things. More important things. What if… ? But no, this train of thought went too far, it just couldn't be that happening.
Conan peeked through the keyhole to see who was at the door. It couldn't be ruled out that the men in black knew where they lived. Well, he could have saved himself the worry. Sighing resignedly, he opened the door.
"Well, what brings you here? Don't you have enough to do?" - "Enough to do? Nonsense! I heard you have another lead that can lead to the guys. Apart from that, you need definitely my help, boy. ", said Heiji with a grin. "You don't seriously think I'll miss something like that?"
Conan shrugged his shoulders and let the other young detectives enter. He walked purposefully towards the living room and Conan heard him greet the professor. That could be tricky; Conan didn't want to drag Heiji into this case any more than was necessary, and this gig was utterly unnecessary right now."So what is it?", Heiji called, "What does it look like, your great lead?" - "One of the two leads is followed by the professor.", Conan said and pointed to the person who got some additional information before he went started the real work. "One? Then you have two?" - "More or less. Ai met someone from the organization, but doesn't want to say anything about it, maybe you will talk to her? Maybe you will have more success." Heiji looked more than skeptical in, but at least this would be a start.
Conan smiled. Maybe he somehow got hold of the information that Ai wanted to keep from him. But that had to wait. He still had something urgent to do and didn't want Ran to become suspicious again.

The atmosphere was tense. The people present made no secret of their dislike of at least one other person who was in the room. Not a pleasant atmosphere to work. Two of the people present thought the whole plan was nonsense anyway. Outright nonsense.
Was the mail really from the boss? It couldn't be that he was in favor of eliminating gin. That was ... absurd. Definitely a trap that wormwood set them.
Chianti distrusted the stupid cow anyway. Vermouth had been given too much freedom, even the boss had come to this conclusion, and now she of all people should have been given the task of killing gin? Or to determine whether gin deserved to be killed and then maybe to do it? Unlikely. But Chianti couldn't prove otherwise and so she had to stay until everything was clear. Or until Korn did something about the stupid turkey.
However, since neither one nor the other was to be expected, Chianti prepared for a slightly longer waiting time and was promptly learned otherwise when the door to Vermouth's apartment opened and Gin entered the room. Only to look into Martini's grinning face and then to have a gun held in front of his forehead.Wermut looked regretful, but still held his finger firmly on the trigger.
"You only have to answer one question Gin.", She said in a low, almost accusatory, voice. "How did sherry get away from you?"