Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 806 Sherry, I've finally found you!
Kaito's sweeping kick came unexpectedly. Vermouth had just regained her footing and didn't have time to observe his position before she was kicked away.

The shapely body flew out and crashed into the living room cabinet.

With a bang, the wooden storage cabinet was smashed to pieces like tofu.

Dust drifted and smoke filled the air. Vermouth's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, but she was now completely enveloped in the white fog, with visibility no more than thirty centimeters. She could say she wasn't blind, but she was practically blind.

Ireland heard the noise, but dared not make any move, cautiously observing its surroundings, trying to determine the enemy's location by the subtle sounds.

The living room was quiet, except for the hissing sound of white smoke billowing out of the smoke bombs.

Kaito was still wearing a gas mask, so his visibility wasn't increased, but the important thing was that he wouldn't have to inhale the smoke.

Affected by the smoke, several peripheral members panicked and ran away without thinking.

Kaito smiled slyly, followed the sound to find the outer members, and took them down one by one.

"I've found the child!"

This is the voice of Ireland!

Vermouth was overjoyed and, without asking any questions, approached through the smoke. Then, her full breasts were violently struck, and she was sent flying back to the ground.

"Hehe, you've been fooled." Voices echoed from all directions through the smoke.

"You are not Shuichi Akai!"

Vermouth was completely dumbfounded.

This man is definitely not Xia Chuan; otherwise, he would have directly engaged them in hand-to-hand combat instead of using smoke bombs.

However, Shuichi Akai cannot misjudge someone by pretending to be Irish.

The reason it was confirmed not to be a voice changer is that voice changers need to collect certain sound information, while Ireland has said no more than two sentences so far.

"Who are you, this guy?"

Vermouth gritted her teeth, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

When I was knocked away, I bit my lip with my teeth.

"Of course I'm Natsukawa, is that even possible?" Kaito's voice continued to come from all directions, giving the other party no chance.

Vermouth was furious and slammed her fist on the ground.

"It should be about time by now."

Kaito was not complacent. The smoke bomb's duration was about to end, and the codenamed members inside the room and the peripheral members still had a numerical advantage.

Just then, Kaito suddenly felt light footsteps behind him, followed by a gust of wind.

The wind whistled past his ears, and in a flash, he dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding a fatal blow aimed at the back of his head.

Looking back, there was no one there.

Oh no, that Irishman has gotten used to the smoke; he's figured it out now.

Kaito's expression turned grim, and he became even more cautious.

As for Ai Haibara...

No need to worry, he has already hidden the other party. The chances of Vermouth finding him are less than one percent!

"I'll take care of him. You guys go find Ai Haibara."

Through the smoke, Ireland spoke confidently.

At first, he was afraid that the other party was either Natsukawa or Shuichi Akai.

His fighting ability was far superior to that of the two men.

But the few exchanges they just had, and Vermouth's words, all proved that this man was not any of them.

If that's the case, then what is there to be afraid of?

His fighting prowess at the distillery is definitely among the best; he's fearless in a fight!
Shinichiro, feeling his way through the smoke, approached a member of the outer perimeter and delivered a swift chop to the neck.

KD is the kind of thing that counts against Kaito.

Upon hearing Ireland's voice, he immediately responded and then moved closer to another member on the periphery.

We'll take as many as we can.

The outer members may seem weak, but with enough people, they will eventually unite as one. He needed to create a better fighting environment for Kaito before the smoke cleared.

Apart from the confused peripheral members, everyone else had their own thoughts and their own little schemes.

Especially Vermouth.

After patting the ground, she seemed to have discovered something.

He was carefully lying on the floor, as if listening to some sound.

The sound was faint, but by then the smoke grenade had stopped, and everyone else was trying to pinpoint the source of the sound and find an opportunity, so the strange sound was particularly noticeable.

If I'm not mistaken, that's the sound of panting, right?
Vermouth couldn't help but beam with joy, her heart racing like a female cheetah drawn by the scent of blood.

Long, slender fingers swept across the ground like they were sweeping away mines.

Because of the workmanship, the gaps between the wooden planks of the wooden floor were very small, almost imperceptible to the touch, but Vermouth quickly sensed that something was different.

"Dong Dong~"

She tapped the ground lightly, receiving an empty echo.

Generally speaking, except for places like temples, the ground of buildings is solid.

And just now, with that tap, it was clear that the wooden board underfoot was hollow.

Considering the security door on the second floor and the floor-to-ceiling windows on the first floor, she was almost certain that this was also a special mechanism.

The former were all aimed at them, while the last one must be to protect Ai Haibara.

No, it's Sherry!
—Sherry was right below this plank.

She stopped caring about other things. Even though Ireland had already started fighting with the fake Xia Chuan, she had no intention of helping. Instead, she carefully explored and looked for any possible traces.

Suddenly, her movements stopped.

"found it!"

Where her fingers touched, she could clearly feel a wider gap.

With a forceful pull of her fingers, she managed to pry the recessed handle out.

Vermouth pulled hard on the hidden door, a smirk already playing on her lips.

Inside the hidden compartment, a little girl with brown hair huddled up, her trembling body revealing her panic and fear.

She gritted her teeth, buried her face, and refused to look at Vermouth, looking as pitiful as a puppy abandoned in the rain.

"Shirley, I've finally found you!"

Vermouth was about to end Sherry's pitiful life when she realized that she had just been kicked twice by "Natsukawa" and her pistol was nowhere to be found.

It seems I have no choice but to take it with me.

Vermouth thought to herself.

At this time, the battle between Ireland and the fake Xia Chuan had reached a fever pitch.

Ireland assumed a freestyle fighting stance, swaying his body back and forth.

Bright red blood trickled down his forehead from his horn-like eyebrows, which he actually wiped away with his fingers and then licked.

Making this gesture with a hand missing fingers definitely creates a horror movie atmosphere.

So disgusting.

Kaito's face remained expressionless, but his mind was screaming.

A magician's close-quarters combat with a warrior is destined to end in defeat.

Numbness in my hands and pain in my legs were not so bad; the main problem was the physical exertion I expended during that time.

We underestimated the codenamed members of the brewery.

"This guy doesn't seem to be doing too well either!"

Ireland shouted, then glanced back at Vermouth and saw that she was holding a child in her arms. His smile became even more sinister.

Now that we have the person and have confirmed that the opponent is weaker than us, and the advantage of the smoke screen has vanished, it's time for our turn!
(End of this chapter)