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Chapter 450 Ninjas will definitely jump out from these shoji gates and attack us later (1st update)
"You're not dead yet, are you?" Shiraishi E said with a smile, looking at Kogoro Mouri who was panting heavily. "You're much better than I thought... at least you're not weak in the knees and hiding to the side."

"I...I was a detective, after all," Kogoro Mouri said, panting. "And...give me another week to train and get back in shape."

“Like that guy just now, I could subdue him with an over-the-shoulder throw!”

Shiraishi E didn't take Kogoro Mouri's boasting seriously. Even though he had trained his body, he wouldn't have fared much better in this situation.

"Let's go, stop resting... if we rest any longer, they'll run away." After saying this, he picked up a pistol from the ground and continued walking towards the main house.

Kogoro Mouri struggled to his feet, threw away the empty shotgun shells, grabbed a pistol, picked up a few magazines, and followed after them.

The two stood before the Japanese-style main house. The wooden structure of the house had developed a dark brown texture due to the erosion of time, and the wind chimes hanging under the eaves made a crisp sound in the breeze.

"It feels... eerie. It's obviously dangerous inside. Maybe we shouldn't go in?" Kogoro Mouri was having second thoughts. He said, "How about we just burn it down?"

Shiraishi looked at Kogoro Mouri in surprise, never expecting him to propose such a ruthless method!

"That's a good suggestion, but don't forget our mission is to arrest them," he reminded the other person.

Shiraishi E doesn't want to kill Masuyama Kenzo right now; she wants to capture him first and interrogate him to get some information out of him.

The other party is a veteran member of the organization, so they must know the organization very well!
Killing them like this is such a waste.

We have to squeeze every last drop of value out of the other party.

"Ah~~ that's true." Kogoro Mouri suddenly remembered this. He looked at the dimly lit main house and couldn't help but swallow. "It's so quiet... even though the fighting is so intense outside, there's no reaction at all inside."

"I would never believe it if you said there was no ambush."

Ignoring Kogoro Mouri's mutterings, Shiraishi E said, "Follow me," before pushing open the heavy wooden door and entering the foyer.

The lights inside the main house were deliberately dimmed, so that one could only see four or five steps ahead.

The two of them stepped on the wooden floor, which made a creaking sound.

The corridor is flanked by traditional paper shoji doors, which appear translucent in the dim light.

Upon seeing this, Kogoro Mouri couldn't help but exclaim, "In a moment, ninjas will definitely jump out of these shoji doors and attack us!"

"Oh? Why do you say that?" Shiraishi asked curiously.

"Because that's how it's portrayed in movies." Kogoro Mouri said, tensing his muscles as if ready to deal with any unexpected situation.

“Although your reasoning process was wrong, the result was correct.” Shiraishi looked at the end of the corridor, which was completely dark, with no windows or lights.

It was clearly designed this way to facilitate surprise attacks with swords or similar weapons.

If it's a handgun, the muzzle flash will reveal your location once you fire it.

"Can you feel it?" Kogoro Mouri's voice was a little tense: "The temperature has dropped."

Indeed, the further in you go, the colder the air becomes.

It wasn't a natural coolness, but a bone-chilling cold.

Shiraishi E's gaze swept over every shoji door, and he could feel someone watching him from behind.

Without further hesitation, he raised his gun and fired at the surrounding shoji doors.

Bang bang bang! !

Bullets left bullet holes in the shoji gate, followed by a series of rapid footsteps behind it.

"There really is someone here!!" Kogoro Mori exclaimed in surprise. Without further hesitation, he also started firing at the other shoji doors.

After a burst of fire, the bullets ran out, and the pistol made a series of clicks as it emptied.

Shiraishi E knew it was their turn to make a move.

Just then, a barely audible click came from the right. Shiraishi E turned her head sharply and saw a dark figure flash behind a shoji door.

"Be careful--!"

Before he could finish his warning, the shoji door on the right suddenly burst open!
A ninja dressed entirely in black rushed out like a ghost, his katana drawing a cold arc in the dim light, as if to intercept the two men at the waist.

Shiraishi E had anticipated this, so she acted very quickly.

With the instincts honed by years of experience as a detective, Kogoro Mouri instinctively held his pistol horizontally in front of his chest at the critical moment.

The katana struck the gun, the ear-piercing sound of metal clashing echoing through the corridor, sparks flying in the darkness.

"Damn it!" Kogoro Mouri staggered back, his face ashen. His arm was numb from blocking the blow, and he almost dropped his pistol.

Just as Shiraishi was about to offer some assistance to Kogoro Mouri, a ninja suddenly attacked from the left shoji gate.

The opponent's katana sliced ​​through the shoji screen, grazed his cheek, and brought with it a gust of cold wind.

After dodging the attack, Shiraishi E kicked the ninja away.

Bang!
The sound of the ninja flying out and crashing to the ground had just been heard.

A second ninja attacked from the other side.

Shiraishi E raised her spear to block the opponent's attack.

But the third and fourth ninjas had already flanked them from the front and back.

Their teamwork was excellent, and their movements were fast and precise, clearly indicating that they were highly trained ninjas!
This was the first time Shiraishi E had been ambushed at close range, which made him somewhat unaccustomed to it.

But it was precisely because he was not used to it that he became interested.

Shiraishi's mind raced as she searched for a solution.

But the ninjas weren't going to give him a chance to catch his breath, and they pounced on him again.

Almost simultaneously, all five launched their attacks!
The samurai swords attacked from different angles, blocking all of Shiraishi E's escape routes.

To the average person, this would be a certain death.

But for him, that's all there is to it.

His body moved at an incredible speed.

First, he turned his head to avoid a knife aimed straight at his throat, and at the same time, he raised his pistol to parry the second knife.

Then, using his waist to generate force, he spun like a top, and the third knife grazed his back, only tearing his coat.

His left leg lashed out like a whip, striking the fourth ninja's wrist squarely, the sound of bones shattering mingling with the crisp thud of a samurai sword hitting the ground.

The fifth ninja's blade was already close to his chest—Shiraishi E's pistol blocked it at the last moment.

With a loud clang, sparks flew. The immense impact forced him back two steps, his heels hitting the wall.

"Oh ho, you didn't kill me... then it's my turn." As Shiraishi E spoke, she had already started firing at them repeatedly.

Instead of immediately charging forward, the ninjas continued to advance.

A bullet struck a ninja in the shoulder, but he only swayed slightly, seemingly feeling no pain. Shiraishi, observing this, realized that these ninjas had undergone brutal training, or perhaps their pain receptors had been removed.

But no matter what, facing bullets with flesh and blood, the advantage is mine!

Shiraishi calmly shot and killed two ninjas.

Just as he was about to aim his gun at the third ninja, the ninja swung his katana and knocked the pistol away.

Another ninja attacked from another angle, and yet another was also waiting for an opportunity to strike.

They coordinated perfectly, launching wave after wave of attacks that gave Shiraishi no chance to breathe.

After dodging several attacks, Shiraishi E wanted to buy a shotgun from the Bandit Shop and shoot the three ninjas all at once.

But the thought of finally encountering such an opponent and then killing him with a shotgun is such a waste.

Thinking of this, Shiraishi E instead bought a short knife from the bandit shop.

The short sword danced in his hand, turning into a flash of silver light, constantly clashing with the samurai sword, the sound of metal striking metal as dense as a torrential rain.

Even he found it difficult to deal with three experts at the same time in such a confined space.

After parrying, Shiraishi Kei keenly noticed the slight pause after the ninja on the right attacked—this was an opportunity!
His left leg shot out like lightning, striking the opponent's knee squarely.

With a crisp "crack," the ninja's leg bent at an abnormal angle, but he only groaned, then immediately used his sword to support himself as he tried to stand up after kneeling on one knee.

Such endurance is astonishing.

While feeling moved, Shiraishi E did not give the other party a chance.

The short knife slashed in an arc, aiming straight for the throat.

The ninja was forced to lean back to dodge, revealing an opening in his chest—Shiraishi E's left hand clenched into a fist and struck the opponent's heart heavily.

"Ugh!" The ninja finally cried out in pain, his body crashing through the shoji door like a kite with a broken string, and falling into the next room.

But the victory was short-lived.

The other two ninjas' swords were already close in, one aimed straight for his neck, and the other aimed for his waist.

Shiraishi E's body was almost touching the ground, narrowly avoiding a fatal attack.

His short sword slashed upwards, cutting open a ninja's forearm, and blood gushed out immediately.

The smell of blood filled the air.

The wounded ninja took two steps back, but his eyes remained cold.

They seemed not to feel pain, or simply didn't care.

Just then, Shiraishi E heard Kogoro Mouri's cry of pain.

He glanced around and saw that Kogoro Mouri had been slashed in the chest, but fortunately he had a bulletproof plate in front of him, so he was not seriously injured.

But he also took this opportunity to seize his opponent's wrist and began to fight him in close combat.

Judo is best suited for close-quarters combat.

Seeing that Kogoro Mouri's battle was almost over, Shiraishi E knew she couldn't afford to lose to him.

Tactics must be changed.

Thinking of this, he suddenly changed the rhythm of the battle, abandoning defense and taking the initiative to attack.

The short sword pierced the nearest ninja's wrist like a venomous snake.

The opponent clearly did not expect this sudden attack. Although they dodged in time, the tip of the knife still cut through the black glove.

Shiraishi E seized upon that fleeting opening.

His right foot lashed out like lightning, striking the opponent's knife-wielding hand squarely.

The katana spun into the air, and Shiraishi E leaped up to catch it. Now he held a short sword in one hand and a katana in the other.

With a weapon in hand and Shiraishi E's eyes turning contemptuous, her presence seemed to increase several times over.

The ninjas clearly sensed the change, and they all took a half step back in unison.

"Weren't you having a lot of fun just now? Now it's my turn." Shiraishi E said as she charged forward.

His attacks came like a storm.

The katana and the short sword complement each other perfectly, offering both offense and defense.

One ninja's attack was blocked, and another ninja's sword was deflected.

Seizing the opportunity, Shiraishi E slashed horizontally with her katana, forcing one person back, and then thrust her short sword straight at another, forcing him to retreat hastily.

The rhythm of the battle was now completely under Shiraishi E's control.

He saw through the ninjas' coordinated pattern and predicted every attack.

When the three ninjas attacked again at the same time, Shiraishi suddenly changed his move—he ducked to avoid the first slash, parried the second slash with his short sword, and at the same time, his katana shot out like a silver dragon from the sea, aiming straight for the third ninja's arm.

With a "splat", blood splattered.

The samurai sword swept across the ninja's right arm, severing the entire arm.

The ninja finally let out a suppressed cry of pain and staggered backward.

Without pausing, Shiraishi E turned around and delivered a spinning kick, sending another ninja flying.

The other party crashed into the wall, shattering the shoji door.

Seeing that things were going badly, the third ninja suddenly threw out several shuriken.

Shiraishi E parried with her sword, and with a clang of metal, the shuriken was deflected.

But this also gave the ninjas a chance to retreat; they helped up their wounded comrades and quickly retreated.

Just as Shiraishi was about to give chase, the ninjas threw out smoke bombs.

With a "bang," thick smoke instantly filled the corridor.

Fearing the smoke was poisonous, Shiraishi E held her breath and retreated while drawing her pistol and firing repeatedly!
Come when you want and leave when you want?
But this is a toilet!
When the smoke cleared up a bit, the three ninjas had been shot several times and were lying dead on the floor.

"Did you handle things over there?" Kogoro Mouri asked, glancing at his chest and seeing the white cut marks on the bulletproof plate. He was glad he hadn't been afraid of dying.

"Hmm...that's quite interesting. These ninjas have very obvious strengths and weaknesses." Shiraishi E savored the battle between the five ninjas and said, "They're good at close combat, but that's all they're good at."

He looked up and saw that the dim light had hidden the crisscrossing wooden beams above.

If he hadn't looked closely, it would have been really hard to notice.

(End of this chapter)