Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 854 Xia Chuan's Tough Stance

Zhu Fu Gaoming felt that he had been very respectful to the other party all day, but Xia Chuan repaid him like this. They were both from the same government department and there was at least some brotherly affection between them. This was quite disrespectful to them.

Uehara Yui looked at Yuri, feeling that at this moment, Yuri, as the head of the public security team, should at least stand up for them.

However, Yuri made absolutely no move.

He had long been unhappy that Kuroda had sent the three men to his side, ostensibly to help investigate the brewery, but in reality, it was likely to plant people around him, probably out of fear that a situation like Furuya Rei's would happen again.

"For the safety of the majority, the interests of a small number of people must be sacrificed. If I'm not mistaken, Kuroda Hyoue must have said this to you more than once."

"How did you know?" Zhu Fu Gaoming couldn't help but frown.

"Hehe, what if, for the safety of the majority, the people who are sacrificed are those close to you? What would you do?"

"Of course, it's a sacrifice." Zhu Fu Gaoming answered without hesitation. For him, there were no relatives left. His only younger brother was still missing and probably dead. The only family he could be considered was the person in his arms.

Both were police officers, and they had long been prepared to sacrifice themselves for the country and the people.

"Yes, maybe that's what your brother thought before he died."

Zhu Fugaoming's pupils dilated suddenly, and his imposing aura of a man with a feather fan and silk turban vanished instantly.

"Actually, what Kuroda Hyōe said is not wrong, but it doesn't work for me. I don't want to give up on my girlfriend, family, friends, and the staff who helped me today."

After saying that, Xia Chuan ignored the other party and looked up at Rum, wanting to see how the other party would take Vermouth away.

younger brother.

This title had not been mentioned for a long time, so Zhu Fu Gaoming lost his composure, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

“Team Leader Yuri!” Morofushi Takaaki said in a deep voice, “You know how much Mr. Kuroda values ​​the Black Organization. If he escapes today, who knows when we’ll catch him again.”

If I want to get their information, I can just ask Rei Furuya.

Yuri sneered inwardly. In his heart, his sister was always more important than anything else, including the country.

Of course, if the country and his sister are on the same side, then he is patriotic.

Strictly speaking, his scales never tipped; they always tipped in favor of his sister.

"We must be responsible to the people," Yuri said righteously.

Morofushi Takaaki's heart skipped a beat. Yuri and Joel were siblings, and Natsukawa would probably listen to his brother-in-law's opinion, especially on the day of the proposal.

However, just as he turned to look at Xia Chuan, expecting Yuri to ridicule or scold him, he heard a sound like a cold arrow piercing his back.

"These people on the island in the middle of the lake are also our people. If we abandon them for the sake of three codename members, what difference is there between us and heartless machines? Our original intention has always been to protect the people and the weak, including everyone here."

These words were very heartwarming, and the staff members who had developed an unfriendly attitude towards the police suddenly smiled.

“Since the police team leader has said so, it proves that my thinking is correct.” Xia Chuan looked at Zhu Fu Gaoming with a mocking expression.

He wasn't trying to disgust Morofushi Takaaki; his main goal was to make the other party aware of his own misconceptions. Kuroda Hyōe's statement was nothing more than a high-level player brainwashing his pieces.

The police officers were momentarily speechless, unsure whether to raise or lower their guns.

Although they were trained by Kuroda Hyoue, most of those who entered the Public Security Bureau had a sense of justice, so they were very convinced by Yuri's words, and even looked back and suspected that Kuroda Hyoue's previous teachings had been brainwashing.

Upon discovering that his subordinates were about to abandon the outer perimeter members, Morofushi Takaaki spoke up to stop them: "That voice only wants those three women. Keep an eye on the others!"

Saying this means he has already compromised.

And since he compromised, Uehara Yui naturally compromised as well.

As for Yamato Kansuke, sorry, people in a coma don't have the right to vote.

"Alright, so how do you plan to take those three away? I'm short on time and don't have time to waste with you."

As soon as Xia Chuan finished speaking, three ropes were lowered down.

Then, a man with dreadlocks and sausage lips was lowered down by the elevator.

"Binga, I didn't expect you to be here too!"

Vermouth snorted and snatched the rope from the other person's hand, wrapping it around her slender waist.

"cut--"

Binga seemed somewhat uninhibited, staring at Vermouth with wolfish eyes for a while before walking towards Baileys and Curaçao.

Along the way, he looked back at Xia Chuan several times.

That look in his eyes made people frown, and Xia Chuan even had the urge to go up and punch him a few times.

Baileys was fine. Binga checked her breathing and took the opportunity to rub her a few times, since she was still unconscious and couldn't feel it.

However, he did not expect that his few groping hands had been seen by Xia Chuan and Bai Litian.

Xia Chuan frowned slightly and noted the other person's behavior in his notebook.

Regardless of what Baileys herself thought, the other party was, after all, his subordinate. To so blatantly take advantage of his subordinate in front of his boss had crossed Xia Chuan's bottom line.

Binga suddenly felt a chill, turned around but didn't see Xia Chuan making any strange movements, breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the other unconscious teammate.

To be honest, Curaçao was the one he hated the most, rather than Vermouth.

After all, the other party's combat strength was no less than his own, and their personality was more pure, without any ulterior motives. They would do whatever Rum asked them to do, making them a ruthless killing machine.

Compared to him, Rum actually trusted the other person more.

So, he actually wished Curaçao would die.

He first performed the routine procedure of checking his breathing and examining his injuries.

However, after checking his breath, his movements suddenly froze.

Curaçao was not breathing and could not feel her heart beating.

His face instantly turned extremely ugly.

It's true that he hated Curaçao and wished for her death, but when she actually died, he was somewhat at a loss.

I felt both secretly pleased and afraid.

Rum might be about to explode.
Having been a lackey for many years, he had a certain understanding of Rum's character.

There's no other way; this kind of thing must be reported.

He looked up at the helicopter and said in a deep voice into his headset, "Sir, it seems Curaçao is dead."

"There was no pulse. It must be that the ribs were broken and punctured the spleen and lungs. He has also stopped breathing."

The walkie-talkie remained silent for a long time.

Even Vermouth could feel the atmosphere gradually freezing.

Oh no, Rum is going to get angry!
Realizing something was wrong, Vermouth immediately said, "Then let's ignore her and get the two of us up first. I need to go back and report to the boss about what's going on here."

If Vermouth traveled back to the Qing Dynasty, she would definitely be a master of palace intrigue; she's using the boss to put pressure on Rum.

Yes, she was also afraid that Rum would ignore her and Baileys and order the helicopters to start strafing. However, Rum was calmer than she had imagined.

“I know what I’m doing,” Rum’s displeased voice came through the headset.

Vermouth stopped talking; it was time not to provoke her.

"Curaçao is dead, so shouldn't you compensate me for that?" The voice was incredibly cold and stern, like words from an icy hell, sending a chill down the spines of the dozens of people present.

The Mingming Hall was still burning, but they felt as if they had fallen into the deepest hell.

Everyone turned their attention to Xia Chuan, for their fates were now in his hands.

"What? You've disturbed my ceremony, and you're planning to leave without leaving anything behind? Don't you think you're taking me seriously?"

Xia Chuan looked up at the sky and shouted, "Since you're here, leave a price. If you're planning revenge, feel free to shoot me, provided you have the ability!"

"But if I don't die, you can consider the consequences."

At this point, it's a contest of who's tougher. Xia Chuan showed no fear; this was the confidence of a spy named Twilight. The people present were either main characters or important supporting characters. Protecting them wouldn't be a big problem. At worst, he could avenge Domoto Kazuki and the others later.

Rum stopped talking, and the helicopter suddenly began to climb.

Vermouth and the other two swayed in the wind like teru teru bozu (Japanese dolls), slowly disappearing from everyone's sight.

"Brother Xia Chuan, what you just said was really powerful."

Kaito really loves to watch the drama unfold, or perhaps that's just the nature of a capable person, because he knows that no matter what, he can at least take himself and Nakamori Aoko with him.

“But Rum must hate you to the core. It seems that Curaçao holds a very important place in his heart.” Conan leaned closer, his face grim, already considering what kind of retaliation he might face next.

"So what? They're hostile forces anyway, why should we be afraid of them?"

Frank shrugged indifferently; he had completely given up. From the day Xia Chuan was officially exposed, it was already destined to be a fight to the death.

Xia Chuan didn't speak, still looking at the sky.

He actually noticed a small detail.

Rum paused for a moment while speaking.

It's that line, "After all, you are."

Xia Chuan had reason to suspect that his identity as a spy, Twilight, had been exposed to Rum.

Otherwise, whether he was an ordinary person or an IRS agent, it wouldn't have been enough for Rum to say that.

His later outbursts were actually a test.

Considering that Rum left without hesitation and didn't even have the intention of launching a sneak attack, his guess was probably correct.

But that's not important right now. Let's finish the rest of the procedures first. The proposal isn't even over yet.

"Sister, are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere? Should we go to the hospital to get checked out?"

Yuri ran to his sister's side and asked her how she was doing, his eyes filled with worry.

After all, he was very worried because so many outsiders were attacking him, and their marksmanship seemed to be no worse than that of the police.

"It's alright, you know how good I am."

Joel smiled and turned to examine Yuri more closely.

Aside from some minor scratches and dirt from the explosion, Yuri was completely unharmed and without any other problems.

The people outside the distillery looked at each other, their eyes filled with despair.

That's how peripheral members are.

Although I was somewhat prepared, it was still very upsetting to be abandoned in front of so many people without even a word being mentioned.

After watching the helicopter leave, Frank walked over and asked what to do next.

The Domoto Concert Hall was engulfed in flames, and firefighters and police are expected to arrive soon; time is running out.

Xia Chuan called Yuri over: "Have Morofushi Takaaki and the others clean up the scene and leave first. Frank, ask the staff and Mr. Domoto for their opinions. If they want to leave, have a few people see them off. As for the others..."

Xia Chuan glanced at Anya and the others, then flashed a bright smile: "My ceremony isn't over yet. I hope to give everyone an explanation today and give Joel a perfect ending."

"That's right!"

Kaito suddenly appeared from some unknown angle, his arms outstretched.

In an instant, the balloons in the air once again emitted a soft, warm light.

Not far away, the Domoto Concert Hall was ablaze, with towering flames like dancing red dragons, and orange-red lights leaping wildly, contrasting with the faint glow of balloons.

One light, one dark; one warm, one intense—these elements combine to create a stunning and magnificent cityscape against the inky black sky.

It is breathtakingly beautiful, so beautiful that people can't help but stop and look up at it, becoming completely captivated by it.

"Sorry, the incident just now was a bit annoying, but the sun always shines after the rain. I hope this scene will cheer you up."

Xia Chuan apologetically grasped Joel's slender arm and gently placed it on her cheek.

Feeling the coldness of Joel's hand, Joel was also feeling the warmth of his cheek.

"It's alright. You offended them because of me. Otherwise, if you had stayed hidden, they would never have known you existed. Rather than saying they came to cause you trouble, it's more accurate to say that it was all because of me."

Xia Chuan shook his head: "Alright, let's leave the worries for tomorrow. At least tonight is unforgettable, isn't it?"

"Ah."

The two walked slowly, hand in hand, ignoring the people around them.

Xia Chuan intentionally led Yoel toward the stone bridge.

Meanwhile, Frank had already confirmed with the staff and performers.

They are all ordinary people, and naturally they don't want to stay a moment longer in such a situation, especially since there is a burning building nearby that will probably collapse soon.

Domoto Kazuki was in an even worse mood; he was absolutely furious.

If I didn't know I couldn't beat Xia Chuan and didn't have as many connections as Xia Chuan, I would definitely go up and fight Xia Chuan to the death right now.

Having listened for so long, how could he not know that these people were all here for Xia Chuan?

Xia Chuan knew perfectly well what was going to happen, but he didn't tell her anything.

Unrelated personnel quickly left the scene, and Yuri thoughtfully instructed the police to keep the firefighters and police outside, at least until the proposal was completely over, so as not to spoil the atmosphere.

As for the Domoto Concert Hall.
Since it's almost burned to ashes anyway, burning it a little longer won't make a difference. The surrounding area is all lake, so the flames can't spread out.

"When are they going to propose?"

Sonoko sat on the ground, propping her chin up and watching the two people on the stone bridge.

"The atmosphere was so romantic. I could have proposed much earlier. Even just now, in the hall, during that life-or-death moment, it was just so romantic."

(End of this chapter)