Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

The golden axe and the silver axe...

This is a very strange question.

Legend has it that this was a test from a river god...

The evil scientist in front of them held two small medicine boxes. One of them was actually a bit golden, while the other was completely transparent, and you could see the capsules inside.

"..." Conan first curiously reached his hand over the golden box, then hesitated for a moment.

In this fable, there are three types of axes to choose from: gold, silver, and iron. Telling the truth will bring benefits.

How do I choose this myself?
"What's going on?" The dog-headed detective didn't take the medicine box, but turned to look at the huge screen hanging on the wall and asked.

"This is indeed a very difficult choice."

Hiroki's image appeared, and he said with a smile.

"So, which one should I choose? What's the difference between these two?" Conan looked speechlessly at the expressionless scientist in the white coat.

“I think you will choose the silver axe.” After Hiroki finished speaking, the results of the simulation experiment appeared on the computer screen.

At the same time, a genius scientist spoke up:
"If you take this antidote, you will completely turn back into Shinichi Kudo, you will age, and you will die."

"And this golden axe."

As she spoke, she opened the golden medicine box.

"It has the ability to pause time."

After hearing these words, the dog-headed detective's heart pounded wildly.

The antidote has been successfully developed, and there are two types.

"Pause time?" Conan asked, his mouth slightly dry, after a moment.

Is that what I understand?

"Hmm." Shiho Miyano placed the two medicine boxes on the table, then ignored Edogawa and began typing on the keyboard to continue her document recording work.

Fortunately, Hiroki was in charge of management; otherwise, the drug information would have had to be stored on a computer without internet access for safety.

"Is it going to end soon..." Conan looked down at his palm.

It all happened so suddenly; I hadn't received a single warning.

Without much hesitation, after his eyes lingered on the golden box for a second, the dog-headed detective picked up the transparent box and put it in his pocket.

This result is the same as Hiroki's conjecture.

"It really is time to say goodbye," Hiroki reminded him.

We need to say goodbye to those children properly.

"It's not like we'll never see each other again," the evil scientist said, pausing for a moment before continuing to type.

“Even if we could see them, they wouldn’t be us anymore.” At this point, the dog-headed detective had a different feeling.

Conan Edogawa and Ai Haibara are about to leave us forever.

"Let Shiho say goodbye to them too."

Just as Conan was about to push open the door to leave, Hiroki's voice rang out.

Conan turned his head and saw that someone wearing a white coat had already unplugged the speaker's power cord.

The arrogant personality forces silence.

"This guy..." Conan was speechless as he left with his skateboard.

……

Dr. A Li's home.

"Why would they suddenly transfer to a school abroad without even saying goodbye?" Genta said angrily while eating watermelon.

Haibara is indeed very smart, and it's quite possible that she'll go abroad to study, but this news is too sudden.

"When will Ai be able to come back?" Ayumi asked Akemi.

We haven't seen each other for a long time lately.

"Well, she'll probably come back after she grows up," Akemi said with a smile, patting Ayumi's head.

"It takes that long? Schools abroad must be on holiday too, right?" Mitsuhiko scratched his head.

In fact, everyone has faced separation to some extent, and there have been instances of classmates suddenly leaving.

but……

"..." The dog-headed detective sat to the side, holding a watermelon in his hand, without saying a word or taking a bite.

"Conan, do you also have something to say?" Genta gestured to his strategist to speak his mind.

You must also want to say something to Haibara, right?
"Actually, I might also want to live abroad," Conan said honestly, putting down the watermelon.

"It's like this, his parents want to bring him to live with them." The doctor coughed lightly and explained, looking at the three little ones who were standing there in a daze.

The friendship between children is a very precious thing.

Ayumi's eyes reddened.

"How could this happen?" Mitsuhiko said, sounding somewhat distressed.

"Today is April Fool's Day, right?"

"Professor?" Genta felt the watermelon in his hand was no longer sweet and looked at Professor Agasa.

The Doctor shook his head.

"Shiho probably doesn't like this kind of scene," Akemi said, glancing at the three children outside as she cut the cake in the kitchen.

"There's really nothing we can do with that guy," Conan said helplessly, placing the plate on the table.

Facing it all alone is too much pressure.

“It takes a lot of courage for that child to say goodbye every time,” Mingmei said with a smile, patting the dog’s head.

She recalled the scene of the two sisters meeting under supervision.

Within the organization, no one knows if they'll ever see each other again.

"Ling ring ring~"

The phone rang, and the doctor walked to the side and answered it directly.

He was clearly taken aback when he heard the voice on the receiver.

"You three come quick, it's Ai Haibara calling!"

Professor Agasa called out to the three little ones on the sofa.

"Really?!"

Despite their anger, the three of them immediately rushed to the phone and started talking all at once.

"What's going on?" Conan and Akemi asked in a low voice as they walked over to Professor Agasa with their plates.

"Judging from her tone, it's definitely her; she must have used voice-changing software." The doctor was also quite surprised.

Akemi smiled but didn't say anything.

Haibara, who lives abroad, called. The call lasted for more than ten minutes. The children agreed to keep in touch often before hanging up.

The three children stayed until evening before Professor Agasa took them home.

Conan is also having a headache.

Besides these three, I also need to talk to the firm about it.

Of course, the guardian will have to step in then, Ms. Fumiyo Edogawa.

"What? Shin-chan, why are you suddenly turning back into the shrunken detective?!" Yukiko clung to the shrunken detective, refusing to let go.

“…” Conan looked utterly dejected.

My mom is really hard to deal with...

"Do you want to go back to school?" Yusaku asked after thinking for a moment.

Since returning, he hasn't had a deep conversation with the repairman and isn't very familiar with the organization's movements.

Now that he has returned publicly as Shinichi Kudo, will it bring any danger?
"It should be fine, right?" Conan shook his head, indicating that he had not received any warnings, and there were none of the usual nagging and admonishing words.

"Lin Feng has vanished without a trace, and nobody knows where he went."

The dog-headed detective rested his chin on his hand, wondering where the repairman had gone off to.

"Kobayashi Kaede will be fine, but are you okay?" Yukiko poked the elementary school student's cheek and asked.

Having spent so much time together, Conan Edogawa and that father and daughter must be family, right?

"Hehe." Yusaku chuckled.

"I'm going back now." Conan scratched his head. In the past, there were time limits, and he had never felt that turning back into Shinichi Kudo was such a troublesome thing.

……

"I thought you were going to stay at the doctor's house to sleep tonight."

Ran opened the door and saw Conan had returned, and said with a smile.

"Honestly, do you even know what time it is?" Uncle Mori, who was sitting in front of the TV waiting to watch Yoko, glanced at the clock and scolded her.

I ran home by myself around 8 or 9 o'clock.

"Professor Agasa dropped me off nearby," Conan explained.

"That troublesome little brat."

After saying a few words, Uncle Mori looked at the TV. Yoko had already appeared, and he didn't have time to lecture the kid.

Xiao Lan also brought two glasses of juice and sat down next to them. The three of them watched TV together.

The next morning.

Kogoro Mori received a phone call from Fumiyo Edogawa.

They agreed that he would come to pick up Conan in two days and they would live together abroad.

"It's so good to be reunited with Mom and Dad," Ran said with a smile, patting Conan's head.

"Hmm." The dog-headed detective was clearly not in a very high mood.

"Children should stay with their parents."

Uncle Mori glanced at Conan, but instead of saying anything like "the kid is finally going to get lost," he offered a word of comfort.

"But wouldn't it be very difficult to get used to going abroad all of a sudden?" Xiaolan, as the actual guardian, was still a little worried about this.

"You'll get used to it after a while." Uncle Mori picked up the newspaper and started reading it quickly.

Pshaw, who would be reluctant to part with this little brat?

"..." Conan looked at the middle-aged man with a speechless expression.

That sounds just like something you would say...

"Dad..." Ran sighed helplessly and turned to talk to Conan.

We only have two days left, so we need to cook lots of delicious food, go out for some fun, take some photos together, and then pack our things.

In the evening, Ran was in charge of preparing dinner and packing lunches for the next day's outing, while Uncle Mori and Conan packed their clothes together.

"You have quite a lot of clothes..." Uncle Mori stuffed two large suitcases full, sweat beading on his forehead. And he wasn't even finished packing yet. He was starting to wonder if all the child support money had been used to buy clothes.

"Hehehe..." Conan saw right through what the old man was thinking and could only manage a forced smile.

Many of these are things I owned when I was a child.

"It's time to eat!"

Xiao Lan's voice came through.

The TV was still showing Yoko's drama, but the atmosphere was a little different, a bit dull.

"What's going on? It's not like someone's going to die." Uncle Mori finally protested, holding his rice bowl.

If all else fails, we can keep this brat.

"..."

"..."

……

Before I knew it, the day had come to leave the Mori Detective Agency.

"Thank you so much for taking care of me during this time. This is a small token of my gratitude, please don't refuse it."

The plump Ms. Fumiyo Edogawa, holding her son's hand, handed a check to Mr. Kogoro.

It's reasonable and ethical to ask for some compensation.

"Not at all, you're too kind!"

"Hahaha~" Uncle Mori was very happy when he saw the number on the check.

Xiao Lan was at her wits' end with her father and could only shake her head helplessly.

After the two sets of parents chatted for a few more minutes about their future plans for their children, Ms. Fumiyo Edogawa got up to take her leave.

"Let me see you off." Xiaolan stood up, helped carry the suitcases, and walked down the stairs.

After putting the suitcase in the trunk, Ms. Fumiyo took Conan's hand and said with a smile, "Goodbye then."

Conan also looked up at Ran.

At this point, he should have said goodbye to Sister Xiaolan.

Just as he was feeling unable to speak, Xiaolan suddenly knelt down and hugged him tightly.

"Come back during the holidays, and live a good life with Mom and Dad..."

Conan was taken aback, his eyes softened, and he gently patted the other person's back with both hands.

"Goodbye, Sister Xiaolan..."

He looked up at the mustachioed detective standing behind the window.

Goodbye, Sleeping Detective...

……

[Shinichi Kudo, the savior of the Japanese police, is back!!!]

[The high school detective is back with a vengeance!]

Because of a murder case, newspapers and media outlets are all publicizing the return of this famous detective.

Vermouth looked at the news on her phone, her brow furrowed deeply.

How come the news media reports weren't controlled, and it was exposed directly?

"This flight is about to take off..." At this moment, the flight attendant began to announce.

The plane is about to take off from London and fly to Tokyo, Japan.

Setting her phone aside, Vermouth took off her sunglasses and gently rubbed her temples, feeling a slight headache.

Just then, a figure walked over and sat down in the other seat.

Due to her profession, Vermouth immediately opened her eyes and looked over.

One glance was enough to make her panic instantly.

"Is there something you need?" the man asked with a smile, looking at the blonde woman who was looking at him.

"I'm sorry, I mistook you for someone else," Vermouth quickly waved her hand and explained.

How come he is here?

Startled and suspicious, Vermouth gripped the phone beside her.

"It's nothing." Lin Feng shook his head and looked away from the other person.

The woman had long blonde hair, looked to be in her early twenties, and wasn't particularly striking in appearance; I didn't remember her.

However, there was a strange sense of familiarity about it.

Unfortunately, he's the kind of person who trusts his feelings a lot, and he's hard to fool.

Upon careful observation, he could even sense the other person's unstable emotions.

The plane accelerated and soared into the sky.

"Sir, are you here in London on a trip?" After thinking for a moment, Vermouth decided to chat for a bit.

"I guess so, it just happened to solve some troublesome things."

Lin Feng smiled and nodded, already certain of the person in front of him.

If the other party is someone familiar, but has been disguised, it's probably that witch.

The two then started chatting.

Unlike Lin Feng, Vermouth's questions were mostly probing.

“After we land, aren’t you going to visit your relatives? We can go together,” Lin Feng said, responding to the other party’s fabricated excuse.

"This...this isn't appropriate, is it?" Vermouth looked hesitant and troubled.

I deliberately avoided mentioning travel or anything like that, just to avoid that.

"Hehe, your acting is much better than Yukiko's," Lin Feng chuckled, glancing at the scenery outside the window as he praised.

He truly deserves to be called a senior figure.

These words struck like a thunderbolt, making the "veteran's" heart skip a beat.

“You…” As a professional actress, Vermouth rarely loses her composure.

However, this statement is truly shocking.

"You are?!"

After a moment, her eyes narrowed, and she slowly said, "Is it really you?"

Are you ready?

"Vermouth."

Lin Feng turned his head, his eyes indifferent, and openly revealed the code name without any hesitation.

At that moment, Vermouth felt that she was no longer facing the manager of the coffee shop.

Instead, there is a superior sitting high above the clouds.

The immense mental pressure, coupled with a considerable sense of fear, felt as if one were being watched by an extremely terrifying being.

"What on earth is this..."

Only when the other person looked away did Vermouth feel her heart start beating again, the sense of crisis disappeared, and she was speechless.

"Sir, here is the drink you just ordered." A flight attendant came over.

The sight of the young man in the white T-shirt and jeans, smiling and chatting with the flight attendant, made Vermouth feel a little dazed.

After the flight attendant left, Lin Feng crumpled the note into a ball, tossed it to the ground, and asked with a smile, "Judging from your expression, is the situation bad?"

Vermouth held up her phone with a complicated expression. The previous page was still displayed, with the news of the high school detective's return on the front page.

"This looks like good news," Lin Feng said after glancing at it.

Returning to campus life means the antidote has been successfully developed, right?

Her phone hadn't been charged, and she hadn't contacted anyone yet. "This name isn't ready to appear openly yet." Vermouth wasn't sure how many of those who had seen the death list were still alive.

The organization had an investigation team that investigated Shinichi Kudo, whose fate was unknown, and concluded that he was definitely dead.

"Didn't I tell you I wanted to go visit relatives with you..."

……

The plane landed safely.

The two of them had almost no luggage, each carrying only a bag.

Lin Feng, carrying a backpack, followed behind Vermouth and got into a flashy, bright red sports car.

By this time, Vermouth had removed her disguise and revealed her true appearance.

"A charger, do you have a charger?"

Lin Feng took out his phone from his bag, then rummaged around in the car for a bit before looking up and asking.

Recharge my phone.

She lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and said with a frown, "You can't go there."

"What's the reason?"

Lin Feng plugged in his phone and asked while waiting for it to boot up.

“I will die, and you will die too,” Vermouth said, shaking her head.

That was a true den of dragons and tigers.

Defense and offense are completely different; it has the most elite security personnel, as well as the most advanced defense systems and weapons.

The most important thing is the self-destruct program, which cannot be stopped once it is started.

"Looks like you've made some new friends." The first person I contacted after turning on my phone was Hiroki.

Although he didn't listen to Lin Feng's phone, he couldn't escape Vermouth's attention.

"Yes, tell me what's going on inside that turtle shell now," Lin Feng said with a smile, glancing at Vermouth.

“I can take over their security system at any time, but I can’t do anything about the armed personnel. However, with a little interference, you should be able to handle it easily.”

Young Hiroki spoke casually; he knew what Lin Feng meant by "tortoise shell."

The fortress built by Karasuma Renya.

"What about the self-destruct program?" Lin Feng continued to ask.

That sounds really impressive.

"I can control it to self-destruct right now." Hiroki's answer was obvious: it was just a program that could be manipulated at will.

“I think you have no more questions now.” Lin Feng looked at Vermouth.

"..."

Vermouth started the car.

"No wonder the organization has been completely fooled by you."

The wind rushed in through the car window, ruffling her golden hair. She suddenly laughed and spoke.

The other party has a true master by their side.

How high is it?
Higher than the sky!

Internet technology has always been a source of pride for the organization.

They recruit the world's top talents, including some related conglomerates, which have also been brought under their wing.

Even if certain countries were to intervene, it would be impossible to infiltrate a security system silently.

The fact that they could do this is so impressive that it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it alien technology.

Moreover, if they can do even this, then they can certainly monitor organization members through communication devices.

There is no secret.

Everything has its value.

"Your organization is the same, but now it has no value."

"Then there would be no need for it to exist."

Lin Feng shook his head.

That's unfair. He only plays around with gin and vodka; it's not fun to play around with others.

Vermouth gave the man beside her a deep look.

She still remembers the look in his eyes when he looked at her on the plane, that chill that went straight to her soul.

She didn't know why that happened.

The vehicle sped along, heading towards the mysterious depths of the Tottori Mountains.

The mountains and forests are lush and quiet, but the scenery is not particularly outstanding, and they are not high mountains, so pedestrians and vehicles rarely stop here.

"There are a total of six large secret entrances and exits here."

"There are two more passages."

The car was parked on the side of the road, and before Vermouth could speak, Hiroki began to explain the situation.

Those two passages were considered hidden escape routes.

This was the first time Vermouth had heard of this; to be precise, she only knew that there was a passage.

"Let's go." Lin Feng glanced at the witch and walked lightly towards the mountain path, looking just like a young man who came for a leisurely hike.

Vermouth was not at peace; she couldn't do it.

The organization has set up countless eyes throughout the mountains.

However, at this moment, it was as if it were nothing in front of Hiroki.

Seeing Lin Feng strolling leisurely among them, one can't help but sigh that all the organization's efforts have been wasted.

Setting up a network for comprehensive surveillance, while maintaining complete concealment, is no simple task.

After walking through the woods for more than a hundred meters, the two of them stood in front of a mountain wall.

“It looks like this place will be difficult to drive through.” Lin Feng looked at Vermouth, who had been silent all along.

He had already noticed the cave entrance hidden behind the vines and leaves.

This way, it will be very difficult to transport supplies.

“There are other hidden entrances and exits that can accommodate vehicles,” Vermouth said, pointing in several directions.

There is also an open space at the top of the mountain, which also serves as an entrance and exit, allowing helicopters to take off and land at any time.

This is the real headquarters, no joke.

"I have taken full control of the security system and can begin operations."

After Hongshu finished speaking, Lin Feng put on his wireless earphones, put his phone in his pocket, and walked into the cave hidden by vines with his bare hands.

The dust and pebbles on the ground were flat, and the cave walls were equally smooth, clearly indicating that the place had been meticulously repaired.

"There's a security door fifty meters away. I'll open it for you. There are four armed men inside. Do you need any help?"

The guy in charge of guarding the gate wasn't very dedicated.

This is also a relatively easy job.

There are cameras everywhere here, so why would we need watchdogs?

"I'm going to open the door."

Reaching a wall made of cast iron, Lin Feng nodded, while Hiroki began to count down.

Seeing this, Vermouth quietly hid against the cave wall.

The base's armed personnel are all top-notch fighters. Bullets don't discriminate; this guy is skilled, but I'm not.

"Click~"

The lock clicked, and Lin Feng pulled the handle, opening a sturdy hidden door.

Vermouth tensed her breath, her eyes fixed on the light shining from inside the door.

moment
The man disappeared from the entrance in an instant.

There were no gunshots, no screams.

Several muffled thuds could be faintly heard, along with sounds like guns or heavy objects falling to the ground.

Vermouth recalled that night in London, which was far more terrifying than that one. Was the other side hiding something?

She took a deep breath, walked step by step toward the light, and followed it inside.

As expected, four armed men were lying dead by the wall.

Throat, chest, temples.

Everyone was hit once, in different places, and it was clear that the opponent's attack was rather casual.

Before the four people could even retaliate, they were probably gone the moment they saw him.

Vermouth took a closer look at the guy wearing a bulletproof vest who had been shot in the chest, and his heart instantly snapped.

She looked up at the surveillance cameras in the base corridor, took out a cigarette and lit it.

Let me take a moment.

That's insane, going against a guy like that.

Lin Feng, acting as if nothing had happened, didn't pick up the weapons and guns on the ground, and walked forward step by step.

The corridor was surrounded by gleaming silver walls, made of thick steel plates.

After walking twenty or thirty meters, there was an elevator door in front of me, and a verification device next to it was constantly flashing.

"Here, we need to verify both palm print and iris."

"From the first floor here to the core area of ​​the sixth underground floor, everyone has different permissions."

Vermouth stepped forward, began to explain, and then proceeded to verify.

"Drip~"

Before she could even get close, the electronic device flashed a green light indicating passage.

Well, it seems like everything can be controlled...

Vermouth fell silent again.

She couldn't help but recall what the other person had said about the relationship between the organization's value and its existence, as if it had truly become something that could be destroyed at any moment.

"It seems you're not ready yet. Perfect, we can clean this place up." Lin Feng didn't choose to take the elevator, but instead walked towards the corner to the side.

All six entrances and exits are on the first floor, and a total of thirty to forty people are responsible for guarding them.

nice guy?

Sorry, we probably don't have that kind of thing here.

"You, who are you, ho..." The guy who was hit in the neck by the knuckles had difficulty breathing, all his strength was drained, and scarlet blood spurted out with his breath. The next moment, he stopped breathing.

This seems to be a question that everyone asks before they die.

Lin Feng glanced down at his white T-shirt.

Thankfully, I wasn't sprayed with blood.

"Go to the second floor."

After resolving the trouble on the first floor, Lin Feng stepped into the elevator.

"Do you want to kill everyone?" Vermouth asked, frowning.

"It seems you haven't grasped the situation yet. The cleanup officially began the moment we stepped in here."

Lin Feng smiled and slowly walked out of the elevator.

Not just here.

Asia, Europe, America... The list has been distributed, and neither members of the organization nor collaborators can escape sanctions.

The first, second, and third layers consist of elite armed personnel trained or hired by the organization.

They may not be as strong individually as members with codenames, but they have a large number of members and are also organized into combat squads, so they still have considerable combat power.

Vermouth leaned against the elevator door, listening to the sounds from the other end of the corridor, lost in thought.

She didn't believe anyone could threaten that inhuman creature.

Even after hearing several gunshots, I didn't feel any worry.

She was just thinking about what to say and do after entering the sixth floor.

After a few minutes.

Lin Feng came back.

Just like when he left, there wasn't a speck of dust or blood on him, as if he were just taking a leisurely stroll.

“The fourth and fifth floors are mostly occupied by researchers,” Vermouth noted.

"Let's not cause them any trouble for now." Lin Feng nodded and pressed the button to go to the sixth floor.

Among them, there may be scientists who have been threatened, kidnapped, or abducted; the work can be done slowly.

The elevator moved smoothly and in the blink of an eye, it brought the two of them to the core area of ​​the organization's base.

It's different from the other floors.

This is a dark corridor, the only light coming from the elevator lights.

When the elevator doors are closed, even a normal person probably can't see the road clearly.

Of course, Lin Feng is not a normal person at all.

"He was really scared, wasn't he?"

Lin Feng walked forward in the darkness and asked the witch behind him.

He was afraid that someone would find out who the BOSS was, and afraid that someone would grab him by the throat.

Vermouth did not speak.

Although the breakthrough seemed simple for the two, the base had extremely strict access control, and the situation inside the sixth floor was always top secret.

The footsteps gradually stopped.

Vermouth rushed to the door first.

The dark door was unlocked; it was easy to push open with my hand on the handle.

This is a room that is only a dozen square meters.

There is a computer desk, a soft, large bed, and a chair next to the bed.

It was pitch black both inside and outside the house.

Only Lin Feng could see things clearly.

"Why are you back?" a slightly aged voice asked.

The speaker was an elderly woman sitting by the bed. She looked to be in her sixties, and perhaps because she had lived there for a long time, she was not in good condition and her face was somewhat pale.

"it's all over."

Vermouth spoke in a low voice, turning on her phone's light and shining it on the old woman.

She squinted slightly, her face suddenly illuminated by the light, making it difficult to see clearly. The old woman asked in surprise.

"You bypassed security? How did that happen?"

No one, not even Vermouth, could descend to the sixth floor silently.

"Is she your mother?"

Suddenly, a male voice rang out behind Vermouth, and the old woman's eyes widened instantly, her heart filled with fear.

This is much scarier than any horror movie.

“No, she was the last one to succeed, my sister, Qing.” Vermouth said, her expression complex as she looked at the slightly aged, fearful face.

"I know, it's just to lighten the mood."

"At least Karasuma Renya is good at choosing people; he knows who is easy to control and can be kept by his side..."

Lin Feng walked to the woman's side, looked at the sleeping baby on the bed, and said with a smile.

If it were just Vermouth, Karasuma Renya would never have kept her by his side, no matter what.

"Who are you?" Karasuma Haru asked, suppressing his emotions as he looked at the smiling young man standing by the bed.

Lin Feng glanced at the stroller next to him, then reached out, picked up the sleeping baby, and tossed him into the stroller.

"Push him."

In the stroller, a child who looked to be about one year old had woken up, and his eyes showed a mixture of surprise, anger, and confusion.

Vermouth pushed the stroller, with Haru Karasuma following behind, and the group entered the elevator.

Reaching the first floor, near the exit, a faint smell of blood and stench wafted through the air; the person hadn't looked good before dying.

They pulled aside the vines and walked out of the cave.

"Are you curious about who I am?"

Lin Feng had no idea what Karasuma Renya was thinking, and it was difficult for him to read his expression.

“I think he has already guessed your identity,” Vermouth said slowly.

"Who are you?" Karasuma Haru asked the question again.

"..."

Karasuma Renya sat in the stroller, his eyes fixed on the smiling young man in front of him.

He was the organization's mortal enemy.

The Dark Knight...

……

Following the mountain path, we arrived at the flat mountaintop.

Standing here, no one would know that they are actually standing on a steel fortress.

Karasuma Renya, who was brought before them, was definitely the weakest villain. Even before taking the drug, he was a man over a hundred years old and had no strength to even kill a chicken.

"It's pathetic that he can't even utter a word of begging for mercy," Lin Feng said, shaking his head as he turned his gaze away from Karasuma Renya.

"..." Karasuma Renya's face was tense; even if he could speak, he wouldn't beg for mercy.

"By the way, I have some good news for you. The antidote for APTX4869 has been successfully developed," Lin Feng said with a smile.

I can't stand it any longer.

Karasuma Renya became extremely excited, a hint of fanaticism appearing in his eyes.

"However, unfortunately, I don't intend to make any deal with you." Lin Feng always felt that seeing this expression on a child's face was very incongruous, even a little disgusting.

"Close your eyes, and go with that garbage program that carries your consciousness..."

...(End of chapter)