With different sensations came different moods, naturally, everything became different as well.
Ever since he handed over the last piece of information he obtained from B. W. to Heine, Gin felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.
He felt an unprecedented sense of relief.
At that time, his choice to leap into the sea was perhaps due to a mindset of "I have completed everything," a feeling mingled with exhaustion and Shiran.
The exhaustion stemmed from the fact that, for a long time, he had been far too, too tired.
As for Shiran, it was because he had already completed everything he needed to do, no longer had to carry any burdens.
This state was somewhat like when students finally finish their last Exam at the end of a semester.
They were exhausted from taking several exams in a row, exhausted from staying up all night to review, exhausted from dealing with all sorts of difficult problems.
But in the end, they had already finished all their exams; there were no so-called "next exams" waiting for them.
..
Gin nodded silently, then silently cast an inquiring glance toward Takao Haruki.
Compared to before, his aura had been greatly restrained at this moment, his gaze no longer carried such intense pressure.
Takao Haruki looked up to meet his gaze and said slowly, "This is the matter Kimie entrusted to me."
I think.. at the very least, I can make him feel a little more at ease, right?
This was everything the Black-haired miko had requested.
The gentle woman made a soft request on the other end of the phone; although Takao Haruki could not see her expression, he could easily imagine what Shimabukuro Kimie's expression would be like.
Will she cry?
No way.
But she would definitely lower her head slightly, her expression both somber and seemingly filled with expectation, speaking word by word, cautious and worried that her request might be a bit excessive, yet still unable to help but plead:
—"I beg of you."
—"I'm counting on you."
It's very interesting, isn't it?
This kind of emotion between people, which seems strange yet is clearly within the bounds of reason.
It's very interesting, isn't it?
He really, truly wanted to see what kind of expression Gin would make.
Then, he saw it.
..
As expected, it is very interesting.
Takao Haruki thought.
..
The day before leaving the UK, Gin took the initiative to find Takao Haruki.
Before the Hell Puppeteer could even show a half-smiling, curious expression, the Silver-haired man blurted out, "Do you know if there are any souvenir shops nearby?"
Takao Haruki: ".."
Takao Haruki: "??"
Over the past few days, Takao Haruki, who had always been calm and composed while maintaining control, had rarely shown such a surprised expression.
However, his facial expression management was clearly excellent; in just a few short seconds, he had already regained his usual composure and calmness.
“Why are you doing this?” He blinked, his elegant voice carrying a hint of interest, with a faint, clear shimmer flashing through his eyes.
Looking only at the man before him who wore a half-smile, Gin's heart did not stir in the slightest.
He simply repeated his original question once more: "Do you know if there are any shops nearby?"
After a pause, looking at Takao Haruki, who still had not responded, Gin tilted his head slightly and said in a flat tone, "If you don't know, then forget it."
Takao Haruki: "……"
Whether it was an illusion or not, Hell Puppeteer seemed to sense a hint of hidden contempt in Gin's tone, along with a certain mockery that suggested, "If you don't know, don't waste my time."
Her mouth twitched violently, then he replied with a hint of teeth-gritting resentment, "I know!"
Gin complied readily, "That works out perfectly then."
He turned his head, his silver hair, tied up in a high ponytail with a simple rubber band, tracing a beautiful arc through the air. Gin's green eyes were clear and bright as he stared fixedly at Takao Haruki.
Under the sunlight, those eyes seemed to shimmer with a brilliance they had not possessed before.
“Take me there,” Gin said indifferently. His voice was low and mellow, yet devoid of coldness, blending seamlessly with the warm afternoon sunlight.
Takao Haruki: "……"
By the way," the Silver-haired man added bluntly, "I'm going to the Harry Potter merchandise shop.
Takao Haruki: "……"
You have quite a lot of requirements!
..
Despite his speechless frustration, Takao Haruki still took Gin with him.
The Harry Potter series is a bestseller all over the World, almost becoming a dream in the hearts of all Children—even among adults, there are many who are deeply fascinated by the wondrous magical World created by Rowling.
Its merchandise stores are not hard to find in the UK; in fact, people visit almost every year, many even come on a pilgrimage to buy some merchandise to fulfill the dreams of their childhood.
After all these years, the influence of Harry Potter remains considerable.
Takao Haruki didn't have much research into these kinds of souvenir shops, but there was something called the internet, there was an app called Google Map.
With them, traveling was almost problem-free.
However, this could not hide the fact that Takao Haruki had no research on the surrounding shops.
Gin gave him a cold glance and said nothing.
Hey, hey!" The man walking a step behind him expressed his dissatisfaction. "Didn't I bring you here?
"I could have come here on my own just by looking at the map and online reviews," Gin said sarcastically, then looked down at the various trinkets displayed in the shop without a hint of embarrassment.
As a shop with good ratings online, it has a comprehensive collection of merchandise. The interior is decorated in a colorful manner, where one can vaguely see pendants shaped like Golden Snitches and Flying Sweeps hanging high from the Ceiling, swaying slightly with the airflow from the central air conditioning.
A dazzling array of trinkets decorated the shelves; wands and such were in abundance, along with decent-looking wizard robes, wizard hats, various quills.
Looking up slightly, Gin saw scarves in the colors of the four great houses placed there, along with some models of the same magical creatures placed nearby.
Among these symbolic merchandise, Gin also discovered some quite convincing Hogwarts acceptance letters and books that appeared in Harry Potter—of course, only the titles of the books.
There were people at the counter selling beer and candy, which looked like food from Harry Potter as well. Gin observed the people drinking Butterbeer and decided to buy a cup to taste it himself.
In comparison, those book fans were browsing the merchandise at a pace that could only be described as a leisurely stroll. Gin took a casual loop around the area and then randomly picked out some trinkets that looked decent—oh, two wands as well.
After finishing the payment and returning, Gin tilted his head to look at the empty space beside him, then his green eyes slightly lifted, casting a quick glance around the shop—
He just happened to spot Takao Haruki, who was bowing his head while fiddling with a dragon model.
After setting down the Hell Puppeteer model he had been tinkering with, the Hell Puppeteer took a step back. After scanning the area and finding no one, he boredly curled his Finger and tapped on the cabinet, then straightened his posture, preparing to look for someone.
However, in the very next second, he felt something pressing against his back.
He froze slightly, his body stiffening instinctively. He turned around, only to find that the person behind him was Gin.
The Silver-haired man was currently holding a wand against his chest, one hand in his coat pocket, looking languid: "How do you pronounce that incantation again?"
He casually waved his wand, a hint of a smile flashing in his Green eyes: "Avada.. Kedavra?"
Takao Haruki fell silent for a moment.
"It truly is—Avada Kedavra," he said.
Chapter 177: Personal Suggestion, Should First Resolve..
Let us turn our vision to Japan to see what happened in Tokyo during the time Gin was away.
Nana sat quietly on the Sofa, a polite smile on his delicate face, his Green eyes appearing clear and bright. Even when facing an FBI elite and a Japanese Public Security undercover, she did not show any sign of timidity.
Even though he maintained a standard level of composure, Nana still felt a wave of discomfort.
The source of this discomfort lay not with the two people before him, but with the owner of this house.
The owner of the Kudo residence was, naturally, the Kudo Yusaku family.
Among them was Kudo Shinichi, who was staring at Nana with a dead serious expression.
The Black-haired female detective curled her lips and broke the silence, a faint hint of a smile flashing in her green eyes. "Kudo-kun, I'm sorry, but I already have a boyfriend."
She spoke mischievously, her expression looking quite proper, her face filled with hesitation as if she had something left to say.
So, please stop staring at me.
That sentence was highly effective.
The famous High school detective bristled on the spot: "Wait.. wait! What are you talking about.. that's not what I meant!"
The innocent youth felt incredibly uneasy in that moment, explaining himself helplessly. For a moment, his usual composure and calmness were tossed to the winds, making him look more like an ordinary child.
Nana let out a playful chuckle, his expression teasing.
It was Amuro Tooru who broke the silence first.
,
Everyone present had already had their identities exposed, those who could escape had done so. Although the secrets of all parties had not been fully revealed, a cooperative relationship had, for the time being, been established.
Nana has a blood feud with the Black Organization, Conan is also determined to destroy the Black Organization. As for Akai Shuichi and Amuro Tooru, it goes without saying that they have long since stood on the opposite side of the Black Organization.
Before Gin left, he had told Nana that he could use their strength, as for Nana's own safety—IC. PO had already intervened.
In secret, Heine also promised to look after Nani and Ichimi, not to mention the contingency plans Gin had secretly left behind.
It could be said that although Nana's identity still cannot be made public, he is basically safe and sound.