Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 397 Gin's Recruitment Ideas

Natsukawa bent backward, and as he braced himself with his hands on the ground, he used his waist and abdomen to push himself up, bringing his feet together and placing them against Amuro Tooru's chest.

With his powerful, heavy feet carrying immense force, Amuro Tooru was sent flying backward like a charging bull.

Swish!
Amuro Tooru crouched on the ground, landing in a way that was incredibly cool, like Spider-Man, but only he knew that he really wanted to vomit.

A churning sensation in my abdomen shot straight to my throat; this discomfort was somewhat similar to severe motion sickness.

And it hurts a lot!

"We probably don't need to continue."

Having been with Yor for so long, my strength has unknowingly improved, especially in terms of power.

In addition, he would go to Frank's place for strength training whenever he had free time.

So my strength has actually improved a lot since I first came to Japan.

“Huh—huh—huh”

Amuro Tooru struggled to his feet, the cold sweat on his forehead speaking volumes, but he still didn't intend to give up.

Louis is indeed very important!

Xia Chuan shook his head: "The gunfire has stopped, and Gin will be here soon. You definitely won't be able to take Louis away. Executing him on the spot is the most appropriate option."

Amuro Tooru's face was grim, and before he could speak, Natsukawa had already turned his head away and stopped looking at him.

There was a sudden commotion on Louis's side, and Xia Chuan almost laughed when he took a closer look.

A long trail of blood was left on the ground by Louis, the dirt, leaves and blood mixed together, looking particularly disgusting.

Where are you planning to run off to?

Louis remained silent. At this point, he had given up all hope and abandoned any thought of leaving. He simply wanted to get a little closer to Misa Takeda.

Natsukawa remained expressionless. Villains die from talking too much, so he chose to cut the Gordian knot, which also put Amuro Tooru's mind at risk.

He pointed the pistol at Louis, pulled the trigger, and a gunshot rang out, piercing and mournful.

The bullet pierced his chest, spurting blood.

A series of images flashed before Louis's eyes. If he had to choose again, he would still become the distillery's killer.

I will still like Misa Takeda.

The only regret is not being able to take Misa Takeda away sooner, and not leaving Japan sooner.

Not a single member of this neon-lit organization is normal!

He also realized there was something wrong with their conversation; they were two undercover agents from different factions.

One became Gin's confidant, and the other became the boss's intelligence officer.

It's better to die sooner rather than later.

Given this situation, things are probably not much better for Rum and Vermouth.

Oh no, the US branch has already been completely ruined by Vermouth.

The organization's days may be numbered.

As things stand, we're doomed!

Louis died in Puppet Ridge, a place that brought him both misfortune and fortune.

“Death was also a relief for him.”

Xia Chuan fired another shot into the head.

The bizarre situation of having one side of the heart is something we must be wary of.

Shooting it in the head will solve the problem.

Amuro Tooru was in a bad mood. He clenched his fist, remained silent for a few seconds, and then turned and left.

"Where are you going? Aren't you going back to check on Gin's situation?"

Amuro Tooru waved his hand and walked further and further away: "It's almost over. Gin can't possibly kill Akai Shuichi, and it's just as difficult for Akai Shuichi to kill Gin."

"Why should I look at answers that have no answers? I'll give you face by letting Louis die, but if this happens again, no need for further words, just start fighting!"

Amuro Tooru left with a flourish, leaving Natsukawa alone to search the corpse. Louis had no valuables on him, and Natsukawa even pulled a CIA badge from his pocket, suggesting that the uniform belonged to one of the departing CIA agents.

"I should have asked about Chianti earlier."

Xia Chuan shook his head and sighed, then, just to be safe, shot Louis in the temple again.

A bullet to the forehead and a bullet to the temple—unless Louis's brains were in his ass, he'd be dead for good.

The fire truck sirens blared, sometimes near, sometimes far. Xia Chuan wasn't worried about being discovered; the firefighters' job was to put out fires, and the police didn't seem to have arrived yet.

He dragged the body back to where he had been, only to find that the distillery and the FBI had vanished.

He instinctively reached into his pocket, only to find his phone confiscated.
but it does not matter.

Xia Chuan pressed the earpiece and began contacting Gin.

"Brother, the sniper's been taken care of. I just got back to where we split up. Where are you guys?"

Gin was bandaging his wounds and said calmly, "The Japanese fire department arrived at the scene, and it seems that the police have also dispatched a large number of officers. I have already retreated."

"You should leave quickly too, the police are about to enter."

If Tequila hadn't made that call, he would have almost forgotten about the other person.

Who was that sniper?

"Louis."

"Louis?" ×n
There weren't just two people on the radio; others were also on the same channel and exclaimed in surprise upon hearing this.

"So he's dead?"

Gin's voice became much more serious, and he didn't even flinch when the doctor removed the bullet from his wound, making him a modern-day Guan Yu.

Although Vodka's eyes were slightly injured by the stun grenade, the problem wasn't too serious because he was wearing sunglasses; at most, his eyes would glow red.

Vodka's eyes widened upon hearing this, sensing that his position was once again in jeopardy.

I finally managed to show off in front of my older brother, and I thought it went very well. I was convinced that Tequila couldn't compare to me.

I almost burst out laughing when I heard the news.

That's Louis, Rum's second-in-command!

"Yes, he must have already encountered the police and CIA before and suffered a lot of injuries. In addition, he didn't expect me and Bourbon to show up, so he basically had no ability to resist."

Xia Chuan glanced down at the sniper rifle and added, "By the way, Chianti is probably in trouble. The rifle Louis used to snipe was Chianti's."

Gin paused for a few seconds, then turned to look at Chianti's body, which the outer members had found: "Chianti is dead. He was stabbed to death with a katana. Three CIA agents also died with him."

"Is that so? Louis did indeed carry a samurai sword."

Gin: "It looks like they've fought before. Chianti's death wasn't in vain, considering he managed to wear down Louis's stamina."

When Gin learned that Louis was the one who shot him, he had already labeled the man as a doomed figure.

As for the boss, upon learning that Louis had planned to assassinate him but was instead killed, the boss probably wouldn't have anything to say.

Chianti's death, however, is a bit of a headache.

Pisco was executed by him, Ireland was expelled from the country, Chianti died, Baileys is no longer as useful as before because of Vermouth, and Amuro Tooru is not someone he can command at will.

Another person named Calvados has arrived these past few days; he's also from Vermouth.

Thinking about it, we're currently facing a lot of constraints, and the Japanese branch feels somewhat out of control.

It seems that selecting peripheral members to advance is now inevitable!

There are still a few people in the organization who can be promoted to codename members.

However, certain assessments are required, and the boss's approval is also necessary.

The boss should understand my current situation. Having two codenamed members shouldn't be a problem. However, he might not have much time for the assessment.

Louis's death may lead to some action from Rum's side. He has to deal with the affairs of the Japanese branch, make money, and watch out for Rum's retaliation. He is simply too busy to handle everything.

After a moment's thought, Gin decided to leave the matter to Tequila and Vodka.

(End of this chapter)