Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 358 Louis is very wronged

The unknown dangers behind him and the man in front of him, as solid as a boulder, made Yuri's heart sink. It was like a head-on confrontation; he was sitting in a wheelchair, motionless, while the other man could at least squat and stand up.

I wanted to call my teammates at the door to come in and help, but when I reached for my ear, I found that my headphones had been ripped off at some point, and the ground was dark and I couldn't find them at all.

"Who are you and why are you here?"

Yuri surveyed his surroundings, looking for an opportunity to retreat. At this point, it would be a miracle if he didn't lose his own life, let alone capture anyone.

Those damn leaders are all idiots. If it weren't for them, I might have found out what Ishimoto Ichiro's mission was if I had investigated for a few more days.

Now we're sandwiched in the middle, and the leaders have to take all the blame!
"I am your father!"

Upon hearing this, Xia Chuan felt a strange sense of exhilaration. His eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his leg muscles tensed up and burst forth in an instant, leaping out like an antelope!
Yuri suddenly realized he had a gun and instantly raised it, firing several bullets.

The bullet struck Xia Chuan in the chest, instantly blasting three small holes in his clothes.

Yuri was not happy at all, because no blood flowed from the three bullet holes.

Bulletproof vest!
And it's an ultra-thin, cutting-edge technology!

In a split second, Xia Chuan threw a punch, the sharp wind whistling as it landed squarely on Yuri's abdomen.

The immense force lifted Yuri up and sent him flying through the air toward the bedroom door behind him.

In slow motion, Yuri's wide-eyed stare clearly showed disbelief. That damn strength was terrifying!
She's almost as good as her older sister, isn't she?
"boom!"

The door was smashed, and wood chips flew everywhere, raising a cloud of dust. Yuri awkwardly sat up and then touched his backside.

Strange, why doesn't it hurt at all?

Yuri scratched his head, somewhat puzzled, then pushed hard with his buttocks and immediately felt an indescribable elasticity beneath him.

There was a ruckus——

A strange noise came from beneath Yuri. Splinters of wood were pushed aside, and an arm emerged from behind the broken door. Yuri's scalp tingled with fear, and he jumped to the side in a fright.

Take a closer look.

Goodness, the reason why I only felt chest pain and not buttock pain after breaking down the door is because there was a silly bird under the door serving as a cushion for me.

After he smashed the door, he landed right on top of the man.

As expected, it was definitely Ichiro Ishimoto. Just as he had guessed, the other party was waiting behind the door for the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow!
Now their plan has backfired and ruined everything!
Thinking about it that way, the footprint on my chest doesn't seem so bad anymore.

However, Ichiro Ishimoto, who was trapped underneath, thought differently.

Louis was very upset. He was sleeping peacefully at home when some strange noises woke him up from his light sleep.

Upon hearing the noise, he immediately jumped out of bed to check the situation.

He initially thought he might be discovered by the Japanese authorities and was trying to find a way to escape, but the more he listened to the voice, the more suspicious it seemed.

The noises were a jumbled mess, the kind that could have come from cats or dogs, making him think a cat cafe had wandered into his house.

If it weren't for the sudden sound of the gun being suppressed by a silencer, he would have already opened the door to shoo the cat away.

But that doesn't make sense either; the idea that someone was having a gunfight at his house sounds even more absurd.

Out of caution, Louis continued to eavesdrop on the sounds in the hallway while leaning against the door. In the meantime, he prepared some more things, at least to fully arm himself.

It's perfectly normal for a top assassin to keep bulletproof vests, smoke grenades, pistols, rifles, and ammonium nitrate bombs in their bedroom.

However, just as he finished assembling the pistol and slipped a hand into the bulletproof vest, the door shattered with a bang, and then he heard a click.

Good grief, my arm is dislocated.
Louis endured the pain and broke down the door to get up; he truly got up from inside the broken door!

He immediately rolled backward to his feet, glanced at his right hand which was no longer under his control, and grimaced.

It hurts a little!

He glanced at the two men who were somewhat stunned, and knew that he had to fix his arm at this moment. He wasn't sure he could let them use one of his arms against the two men attacking him.

He grabbed his right forearm with his left hand, pulled it outward, and then pushed it. After a "crackling" sound, he put the dislocated arm back in place.

His right hand, which had just recovered, was not very strong. After shaking it, Louis chose to hold the gun with his left hand and continued to retreat to the window, his cold eyes staring at the uninvited guest.

"Gentlemen, isn't it a bit impolite of you to just barge into someone else's home?"

Yuri was taken aback by this reaction. These two guys weren't actually on the same side?

No, he's trying to lower my guard.

Yuri clenched his fists. The moment he was kicked away, Xia Chuan had taken his pistol from him, and his hand was still a little numb.

Damn it, he must have hit a nerve!

"Who sent you?"

In Louis's eyes, the two were clearly not from the same group, but the fact that they both appeared at his house dressed the same way meant they must have some unspeakable secret.

Looking at the silenced pistol on the ground, it was clear that this wasn't a burglar breaking in; they were definitely after him.

No wonder he suddenly had a stomachache during the day; he said that given his constitution, he shouldn't have this problem.

He had a vague feeling of being followed when he went to the hospital, but since the feeling disappeared and didn't reappear on his way back, he didn't think much of it. Now it seems he underestimated the Japanese authorities!
That's right, at least one of these two people is an official Japanese official.

Louis still can't figure out how he was discovered; he didn't even consider that the organization might have leaked his information.

The only people who know his current address are Baileys and maybe Vermouth. Both of them are codenamed members of the organization and could not possibly be spies or undercover agents.

"Did I give myself away somewhere?"

Louis remained vigilant while pondering the situation.

wrong!

How I exposed myself is no longer important; what matters is that I leave or deal with these two people.

"Kid, I scouted this place first. If you want to break into this house, shouldn't you ask for my permission first?"

Xia Chuan wanted to figure out from the other person's tone and manner of speaking whether they were a member of an organization he knew, so he started rambling on and on.

Yuri was taken aback, then thought for a moment and replied, "Bullshit! Breaking into a brothel is always a matter of the capable, first come, first served. Do you think I would give up this opportunity just because you marked it beforehand?"

Louis: "."

Damn it, do these two think they're idiots?

Noticing the change in Louis's expression, Xia Chuan didn't pay any attention and continued acting: "Hey, you better hand over all the valuables in your house. Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have a pistol!"

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Who exactly is acting with impunity? Seeing a handgun without fear—are they special forces within a burglary gang?

Yuri was speechless. This weirdo was really shameless. Even at a time like this, he could still pretend to be stupid!
Who would dare to kick a burglar flying? Even if this is Mikasa, they can't be this arrogant, can they?
"Don't look down on our Mikaku burglary gang, I have a handgun too!"

Xia Chuan reached behind him with both hands and pulled out two gleaming silver Desert Eagles.

Since the IRS sent him this thing, he's hardly ever used it.

"At this point, stop pretending. You must all be Japanese officials, right? Who gave you this address and my identity?"

What kind of "Mihana" group is this? If a small organization like that could even get its hands on a Desert Eagle, then Japan would have been finished long ago.

Taking advantage of Louis's moment of speaking, Yuri pushed off with his feet and shot out.

He was no more than five steps away from his opponent. As long as he was fast enough, his opponent would not have time to anticipate and aim!

Moreover, he had noticed before that Ichiro Ishimoto was right-handed and his right hand had just dislocated. Even if it were reattached, it would still take some time to recover.

Shooting with your left hand is definitely not as good as shooting with your dominant hand.

If we don't act now, when will we?

As for the black mask in the corridor.
He felt that the other party and he had the same goal, both of them were after Ishimoto Ichiro. In that case, it would be more appropriate to take the other party down first, and then have them fight to decide who Ishimoto Ichiro would belong to.

"Go together!"

Xia Chuan: "???"

That's not really what he thought.

Whether Ichiro Ishimoto lives or dies is irrelevant; what he needs to determine is whether the other party is in disguise, or if there really is such a new member of the brewery, and what his code name is.

Therefore, he was not as anxious as Yuri.

"You guys go first."

Besides, Natsukawa won't help Yuri! It's a different story if his life is in danger.

Yuri was furious. Was this masked man crazy? If he didn't cooperate at a time like this, he would only give Ichiro Ishimoto an opportunity to take advantage of him.

This guy's appearance here is definitely aimed at Ishimoto Ichiro. He's not interested in anything else; he must want to kill two birds with one stone when both Ishimoto Ichiro are injured.

With their plans disrupted, Yuri dared not move, and the three sides silently surrounded each other in a triangular formation.

"Don't move!"

Footsteps pattered from outside the door. Police officer No. 1 on the outer wall, having noticed something amiss inside, hurriedly entered.

Standing at the entrance, in an awkward horse stance, he held a gun in both hands and aimed it at Xia Chuan.

"Can I relax now?"

Xia Chuan shrugged, took two steps back, and raised his hands to indicate that he was under control, signaling to Yuri that he could make his move.

Yuri's face darkened. What the hell was this? Surrendering just to avoid war? Where did all the courage he had shown to scare him go?
"Get him!"

Out of sight, out of mind. Since you won't beat me, arrest me and interrogate me together later. I'll make sure you get that kick back in the chest when we get to the interrogation room.

Under Yuri's command, Number 1 stepped forward and handcuffed Natsukawa's hands behind his back.

Xia Chuan did not resist at all during this process. These were minor matters. No one could stop him if he wanted to leave. His main purpose was to watch Yuri and Ishimoto Ichiro fight.

Although Yuri still had some concerns, he could only put them aside for now and focus on dealing with Ishimoto Ichiro in the face of such a cooperative oddball.

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)