Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 700 Great! It's Benkei!
"Find a way to stop them, we'll deal with the Mizuki father and son."

Gin paused for a moment before saying this, unwilling to give up this opportunity.

In just a short while, the other side has been reduced to only twenty people.

Although the open space outside gives snipers room to maneuver, it doesn't mean that going into cover guarantees safety.

on the contrary!

A small space is more suitable for gin and vodka to shine!

The kendo dojo is located on a flat area on the hillside, with a small cluster of buildings behind the spacious plaza.

The kendo dojo is somewhat similar in style to a temple, or it may have been converted from a temple. The layout from the front hall to the back is quite complex, with a series of small halls.

They hadn't seen a single person along the way, and in the short time they were standing there in a daze, it seemed that Mizuo and his group had already run far away.

"Brother, there are footprints here!"

Vodka quickly discovered the trail, with footprints extending forward on the ground.

"It looks like it's heading towards the backyard; they might be trying to escape!"

Vodka bent over and lay on the ground, listening to the footsteps coming from the wooden floor, finally confirming the location.

As they approached the backyard, Kenji Mizuo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If you stand by the river long enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet. This time, I've finally met a tough opponent.

He was too hasty and overconfident. In the past, he would never have easily agreed to the other party's trade request. However, the allure of the Genji Hotaru group was too great. If he could swallow Genji Hotaru, he could obtain the artifacts left behind by Genji Hotaru.

Ultimately, it was greed that got the better of them.

Now he finally confirmed that this person was not Benkei!
The two people the other side brought were also suspicious; none of the three had been seen before, and there was also a sniper providing support, so they were likely outsiders.

Just as Genji's Firefly was about to collapse and the Kyoto art market was about to fall entirely into his hands, this unexpected thing happened.

However, even if Benkei didn't appear in person this time, it must be related to the other party, otherwise it would be impossible for him to contact me.

Kenji Mizuo's mind was in turmoil, but he didn't stop walking. Surrounded by his subordinates, he had already arrived at the backyard.

The kendo dojo has a front yard and a back yard, both of similar size. The back yard gate leads directly into the forest, where he left a backup plan. Once inside the forest, the enemy will definitely not be able to find them.

"Watch out for snipers."

The group ran towards the forest, and although it was open and they were not attacked again, which relieved Kenji Mizuo.

With the back door right in front of him, Kenji Mizuo's face broke into a smile as bright as a chrysanthemum.

Once he leaves, there will be plenty of time. I will eventually find some clues about the three of them, and then it will be my turn to strike back.

However, his smile lasted only a moment before another gunshot rang out behind him.

Gunshots rang out one after another.

Then came screams of agony, the last cries of the brothers.

Kenji Mizuo quickened his pace, even shoving aside his son who was blocking his way, and exerted all his strength.

"Father!"

Harutaro Mizuo was in his thirties, an age when kidney essence is already depleted. He had been inexplicably beaten up last night, and his potential had just been unleashed. But his father's actions caused him to fall to the ground, lose his momentum, and be unable to get up.

At this point, the others in the rear no longer cared about the crown prince; their own lives were the most important thing.

As a result, smelly feet stepped on him.

The key point is that these people were wearing wooden clogs, and after only a few kicks, Mizuo Harutaro was already unable to even scream.

"Come on!"

Gin ran with incredible speed, the gunfire never ceasing.

However, there were too many people, and the wall of flesh they formed could not be penetrated, so they eventually ran into the forest.

With darkness falling and trees obscuring their view, Gin knew the operation had failed as soon as the enemy entered the forest.

They failed to stop them and let them escape.

We were too hasty. If we had sent a group of peripheral members to provide support, we could have wiped them all out in one fell swoop.

But he didn't do that, which is why this happened.

But there's nothing we can do about it.
Given the organization's current situation, he doesn't dare use any of the peripheral members, fearing that information might be exposed. If the police find out that they are looking for something in such a hurry, it could cause unnecessary trouble.

However, the consequence of such concerns is the current awkward situation.

"Big brother, it's Mizuo Harutaro."

Vodka stumbled and almost fell, only to realize that it was Mizuo Harutaro who had tripped him.

Great, it's Benkei!
Even if Mizuo Kenji escaped, as long as the other party's son is caught, it's the same.

"Benkei, get up right now!"

Volta kicked Mizuo Harutaro hard in the stomach with his gleaming leather shoes, but after a few seconds, there was no reaction.

Vodka seemed to realize something, his expression changed, and he immediately squatted down to check his breath. His face was grim: "Brother, he seems to be dead."

"There were no gunshot wounds; it looks like he was trampled to death."

"Good riddance!"
A sly glint flashed in Natsukawa's eyes. With Mizuo Harutaro dead and Mizuo Kenji having escaped, his plan could continue for a while longer.

Xia Chuan reminded them at the right moment: "It seems that Daimon Yoshiaki is not with them. They are definitely more familiar with this forest than we are. If the group behind us follows, we may be surrounded from both sides."

The meaning is clear: don't pursue it too far, you must leave.

"Hey, you guys get out of here right now, I see a police car."

Amuro Tooru's voice provided just the right amount of support for Natsukawa: "The group on motorcycles also spotted the police and scattered in all directions. The police will arrive at the scene in about ten minutes."

"I see."

Gin nodded silently, somewhat disappointed.

With Benkei's Harutaro Mizuo dead, Kenji Mizuo is so frightened that he can't even take care of his son, so he probably won't show his face easily. Finding Yoshiro Daimon will be even more difficult in the future.

Mount Rokusu has become lively again after a long time, but this time the liveliness is a real headache for the Kyoto Prefectural Police.

There is only one kendo dojo on this mountain, owned by Kenji Mizuo, the head of the Kyoto Opera Troupe. Although he is not a wealthy man, he has good connections in Kyoto's official and business circles.

It was already troublesome enough, but now they've even found the body of the other party's son.
Ayanokouji was in a real bind; he hadn't even finished dealing with the Genji Hotaru case when a new one came up.

"Officer Ayanokouji, I think you can investigate these cases together."

Heiji Hattori, standing nearby, offered a word of advice.

In fact, they were the ones who called the police.

During their investigation, they happened to see a group of riders wearing Noh masks, which caught their attention.

The fact that these people were carrying samurai swords on their backs reminded them of the attack that morning.

So they followed them and notified the police.

And then we have the scene we see now.

The kendo dojo was in a mess, with corpses scattered everywhere and a strong smell of blood.

"Investigate the cases together? Why?" Ayanokouji asked, puzzled.

“First of all, they were all wearing Noh masks, which looked very similar to the mysterious person who attacked me. Also, we just noticed that some rooms contained a lot of antiques. This place is definitely related to Genji Hotaru in some way.”

“That’s right.” Conan nodded and then pointed to the deceased, Harutaro Mizuo.

“Especially Mr. Mizuo, he was involved in the previous murder case and now he’s dead here. This might be one of Genji Hotaru’s bases.”

"But there were eight Genji Hotaru in total. Assuming Yoshitsune is dead, plus the previous six, only Benkei should be left. Isn't that what you told me? Now that Mizuo Harutaro has appeared, it's impossible that he is Benkei, right?"

Ayanokouji raised an eyebrow. These kids were always up to something. When they discussed it with him at noon, they were saying with great conviction that only Benkei remained of Genji Hotaru. Now they were saying that these people were related to Benkei and Genji Hotaru.

Conan tries to persuade Ayanokouji, while Natsukawa finally separates from Gin and his group.

This whole thing was just a distraction. Gin would also have them investigate separately, giving him time to deal with Kaori Shinmei's situation.

Gin was in a bad mood, but the main problem with things developing to this point was not with the codenamed members, but rather that he dared not use the peripheral members.

Gin made up his mind that once this matter was resolved, he must immediately begin screening the organization's peripheral members and codenamed members. This situation was extremely uncomfortable, and if things continued like this, nothing would be done well.

When Xia Chuan arrived at the hotel where he had arranged to meet Frank, he saw Shinmei Kaori, who looked rather unwell.

Shinmei Kaori has a gentle appearance and a tall figure. She has long, dark orange hair that falls down her back. Her oval face has a touch of professional office lady charm, and her pale lips and worried eyebrows make her look somewhat fragile.

Besides Frank, Joel was also by her side, so Xia Chuan didn't look at her much, fearing that a misunderstanding might occur.

Don't underestimate the vigilance of women in love; whether they're interested or not is another matter.

As expected, Yor noticed that Xia Chuan only glanced at him before looking away, and nodded in satisfaction.

New Namei is very important for now; not only does it need Frank's escort, but it also needs some protection.

Just then, Joel said that it wouldn't be fun without him, so after Frank and his companion arrived in Kyoto, she came to help.

This is the benefit of honesty; there's no need to hide too much, and people can help each other, which is the state Xia Chuan likes best.

Moreover, apart from Frank, no one is more trustworthy than Joel.

No, Frank is no exception!

Frank had no idea what Xia Chuan was thinking, otherwise he would have wanted to tear him to pieces. A brotherhood of ten or twenty years couldn't compare to a romance of less than a year. Anyone would feel a strong sense of disappointment in that situation.

"Huh? It's you?"

Xia Chuan looked at Frank in surprise: "Aren't you busy with work? Why wasn't it Shinichiro who delivered it?"

By the way, Shinichi Araide seemed quite interested in this woman who might become his companion, and he even thought she would come.

"Uh"

Frank scratched his head, glanced cautiously at Xia Chuan, and then looked away.

"what happened?"

Xia Chuan's smile vanished, and he stared at Frank with hostility: "Explain yourself clearly. I felt something was off about you yesterday. Were you hiding something?"

Joel also cast a curious glance his way.

When she asked, Frank seemed reluctant to talk about it. She had initially thought Frank was just tired and didn't want to mention the two children, but now it seemed that wasn't the case.

(End of this chapter)