Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 876 Gin on the Chopping Board
The silvery moonlight poured down, and wisps of heat rose from Gin's body, making his figure appear even more cold and mysterious.

The next moment, it shot out like an arrow released from a bow.

Compared to sniping from a distance, Gin now prefers the intense close-quarters combat. Only a brutal, bone-crunching fight can tear apart that repulsive facade.

He was met with sniper rifle bullets.

To other people, having a gun and not using it is foolish.

This time the result was different from before.

Even with its weakened visual dynamic capture capabilities, Hawkeye is still formidable. Shuichi Akai is a master marksman, and with him caught in a pincer attack, even Gin, after his burst of power, felt overwhelmed.

Even with extremely fast dodging speed, there will always be one side that cannot be protected, and it is inevitable to get shot.

Fortunately, they were all just abrasions.

The most embarrassed person was Hideyoshi Haneda, who pulled the trigger only to find that his pistol was out of bullets.

Even with a gunshot wound, Gin remained ferocious, his menacing smile chilling to the bone, and he appeared before Shuichi Akai in the blink of an eye.

The fist is raised high, about to smash down.

"careful!"

Without his brother's prompting, the sniper rifle in Shuichi Akai's hands became like a fire poker, or rather, a baseball bat. He grabbed the barrel and swung it straight at Gin.

Gin showed no fear, but instead became even more frenzied. Facing the incoming gun handle, he remained calm and suddenly bent over, his knee scraping against the grass, narrowly dodging the attack, and then kicked out.

Shuichi Akai was struck in the chest with tremendous force and sent flying backward.

Haneda Hideyoshi seized the opportunity to intercept his older brother, but the impact was too great. They were thrown backward like a human pyramid, becoming Akai Shuichi's back cushion, and crashed to the ground.

“Gin, look here!” Hawkeye’s voice was laced with schadenfreude.

Looking back, Gin saw Hawkeye holding a gun with a smug grin. He had a bad feeling, and then his peripheral vision caught sight of a dark green object in the night sky.

"There's no escaping it this time, is there?"

"Not always!"

Gin remained calm, hooking his foot to send a fist-sized rock flying towards the grenade, where it collided and was knocked away.

The grenade exploded in the air, as dazzling and colorful as fireworks, with fragments flying everywhere. One of the bodyguards from the Ooka family was unlucky; a red bloodstain appeared on his face as a fragment of the grenade pierced through his facial bone and emerged from the back of his head. He lost consciousness before he could even feel the pain.

Hawkeye's lips twitched as he watched his subordinate lying down inexplicably. With only one member of the suicide squad left, he started to panic.

What's up with that Shuichi Akai? Previous intelligence said he was the Silver Bullet who could potentially destroy the brewery, but now it seems he's not as good as that guy who disguised himself as Fukuhara.

However, on the other hand, Gin's current state is truly terrifying. With such speed and power bursting forth, no one can stop him. To inflict substantial damage on him, it would probably require a large number of people to come from all directions and use a dense barrage of projectiles to create a lethal force.
After the explosion, the battle came to a brief halt. Gin stood there, panting heavily, without making any further moves. The exertion he had just exerted had consumed a lot of his energy.

The others were so overwhelmed by Gin's imposing aura that they dared not make any move, fearing that raising their guns would provoke Gin's attention.

"Wow, this is amazing! Is this really Gin?"

On the edge of the cliff behind Shuichi Akai and Hideyoshi Haneda, Masumi Sera was panting heavily.

To be honest, her physical strength was indeed lacking, and she used up almost all her strength to climb up, but fortunately she still made it in time and witnessed the exciting moment of the confrontation between the two sides.

However, the scene was not as she had imagined. Gin's fighting power was terrifying. Firearms had no advantage over him. After a series of collisions, her two brothers were kicked away like trash.

"This situation probably can't last much longer, right?"

Sera Masumi muttered to herself, her hands resting on the rocky cover, extremely nervous.

Upon closer inspection, the faint blue veins on the other person's face seemed to indicate that they had probably taken some kind of stimulant, which was causing significant damage to their physical strength and health, as they were already drenched in sweat in no time.

"The effects of this drug are clearly limited; Gin is already exhausted."

Sera Masumi was extremely excited and couldn't wait to run out and tell her two older brothers that now was the perfect time to make a move.

However, Hawkeye was still around, and she didn't want to be exposed.

As she looked around, she suddenly sensed something was amiss.

In order to become an excellent detective, she read many books about human anatomy and medicine. The more she looked at Gin's demeanor, the more she felt something was wrong.

He bent over to regulate his physical strength, and even his trapezius muscles vibrated rapidly due to his rapid breathing, while his carotid artery throbbed violently under his sweaty skin.

But beneath this seemingly exhausting physiological response, the orbicularis oculi muscle maintains a slight tension, the intercostal muscles contract rhythmically with an underlying regularity, and the iliopsoas muscle is also tense and poised for action—no, Gin is using rough breathing as a disguise to adjust all his muscle groups to the critical point of explosive power.

— He is feigning weakness to the enemy; he is not yet at the point of weakness.

Don't rush over there!

The two older brothers were completely unaware of this, and Shuichi Akai was already getting restless, which coincided with her previous idea, and she was preparing to launch an attack before Gin could finish his adjustment.

"No, I have to stop my brother, or it will be dangerous!"

Sera Masumi had no time to think about anything else and was about to run out of her hiding place.

Just as I opened my mouth, I suddenly realized something.

On the ground, his slender shadow was suddenly enveloped by another tall, dark figure.

"Well!"

A hand covered in calluses swiftly covered her mouth and nose, while the other hand gripped her throat. The movements were swift and ruthless, giving her no chance to resist.

Sera's innocent eyes widened, but the window to her soul could not utter a sound, and she could not make any attempt to call for help. A suffocating fear instantly swept over her.

The differences between the two sides are too great, and any struggle seems futile.

To make matters worse, in those wide-eyed stares, Shuichi Akai's figure had already rushed out.

His movements were like a starting pistol, and Hawkeye followed suit.

The last member of the Ooka family's fighting force knew his role and immediately opened fire to provide cover.

Haneda Hideyoshi originally intended to pick up the sniper rifle on the ground, but upon seeing the twisted muzzle, he immediately abandoned the idea and obediently changed the magazine of his pistol.

"They're so easy to fool."

Shuichi Akai and Hawkeye attacked from the front and back, one targeting the upper body and the other aiming at the lower body, specifically choosing the most ruthless angles to strike.

He dodged Hawkeye's dangerous move and saved his groin, but his shoulder was inevitably hit.

"Good punch!"

Hawkeye shouted, not wanting to be outdone, and aimed his fist at Gin's armpit.

Shuichi Akai didn't say anything; something felt off about that punch.

It was too hard. Others might not know about his shoulder, but he could clearly feel that Gin didn't budge at all. It was as if his fist was hitting a hard rock, unable to create any ripples.

Looking at Gin's expression, it was clearly contorted with pain, yet it contained a hint of mockery. It couldn't be mocking himself, so it could only be mocking them.

This is a pretty big problem.
They realized the problem, but it was too late; there was no turning back. "We've been waiting for you."

Gin snorted coldly, caught the fist that was attacking his armpit, twisted his body, and delivered a Webster kick to Shuichi Akai's abdomen.

Shuichi Akai had anticipated this and blocked with both hands, only taking a few steps back to stop himself.

Hawkeye wasn't so lucky. His arm, which was being held in a clamp, made a cracking sound and twisted into a strange arc. The skin on his elbow bulged outward, and the bone almost pierced through his flesh.

It was a kind of pain that looked incredibly painful.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Hawkeye's vision went black for a moment, but he endured the pain and punched Gin in the jaw before he was able to break free.

Taking advantage of this opening, Hideyoshi Haneda and his remaining fighting force opened fire to provide cover.

"Damn it!"

Gin lowered his eyes, dodged two shots, and suddenly felt weak, as if all his strength had been drained, and everything went black.

Relying on the assassin's muscle memory, he still managed to dodge, rolling to the side.

This strengthening seems to have waned, or perhaps after several bursts of power, the foundation of the body has been damaged, and this time the burst lasted much shorter.

"Is this what they call a side effect?"

"Whoohoo-"

During this brief respite, no one dared to approach.

"Boss, are you okay?"

Hawkeye, supported by his men, could barely control his facial expressions.

He has experienced fractures and gunshot wounds frequently, but this is the first time his arm has been twisted into such an arc. He will probably need surgery when he gets back, and it will take some time to recover. It is uncertain whether he will be able to fully recover.

Shuichi Akai wasn't having an easy time either. Although he shielded himself with his hands, which absorbed most of the force, his arms were bearing an undue weight.

The right fist will automatically open after being clenched. This is a symptom that occurs when a fracture hits a tendon in the hand. There is no pain, but if this hand is used to attack again, it will inevitably suffer more serious damage.

"Are you alright?" Haneda Hideyoshi asked with concern.

His stepfather had passed away, and he didn't want to lose his older brother as well.

Shuichi Akai shook his head and said softly, "It's probably just a fracture, nothing serious."

I am indeed much better than Hawkeye.
"Gin, do you still have the strength to fight?"

Putting aside the matter of the broken bone, Shuichi Akai maintained his calm expression, as if Gin had become a lamb to the slaughter, to be shackled and taken back to the FBI.

But it's pretty much the same. Gin is probably in more pain than they are right now, as evidenced by the sweat dripping down his face and his rapid, chaotic breathing.

"Shouldn't you be the ones asking this question?"

Sweat trickled down his forehead, soaking through his tattered collar. His body was covered in more than just abrasions. He tried to stand up straight, but he couldn't help but lean forward and hunch over.

Amidst his heavy breathing, his scarlet eyes stared fixedly ahead, a twisted, ferocious smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. Even in his swaying body, a beastly ferocity still emanated from him.

"Gin, you have no chance!"

Once he recovered, Hawkeye glared viciously at him, a wide grin revealing his smoky, yellowed teeth. He said menacingly, "Mr. Ooka said he couldn't let you live this time. Since that's the case, you might as well grant him this mundane wish."

"Oh, so he's finally showing his true colors? He really is interested in scholars after all."

Gin sneered, as if he had already seen through it all and was not surprised.

"Did he consider whether he could even meet the scholar alive? Even if he could, would his family be safe? Does he really think our organization is made of clay?"

That was a very threatening statement, and Hawkeye didn't even dare to respond, because Gin really could do it.

Although the other party was already a lamb to the slaughter, that sharp and piercing gaze still made him dare not move.

"What's the use of empty words? Whether or not that day comes, you won't see it anyway."

After making the sarcastic remark, Hawkeye immediately signaled his men to step forward, break Gin's limbs, tie him up, and take him back to Ooka Toramasa for punishment.

"This"

His subordinate swallowed hard, sweat beading on his forehead. But now it seemed he was all alone. He forced himself to suppress his panic and slowly stepped forward.

"You can't take him away!" Hideyoshi Haneda stood in front of Gin, his face serious.

“That’s right. Everyone worked together. Now you want to take all the credit? Isn’t that going too far?” Shuichi Akai strode over. Although he had lost an arm, he still put a lot of pressure on Hawkeye and his men.

He probably wouldn't dare kill me, right?

Hawkeye never expected that the Haneda family would actually hire FBI agent Shuichi Akai. If Akai killed him, even Toramasa Ooka probably wouldn't be able to find out and avenge him.

That damned Iori Muga, what a useless piece of trash! It's been so long and he still hasn't arrived. Now that Akai Shuichi is determined to take Gin away, he probably can't stop him.

"You need to know where you are. This is Japan, not the United States. Even if you can take Gin away, you can't take him out of Japan."

"But giving away the gains I've already made is really not my style."

Gin: "."

Didn't they even consider my opinion?

Very well, let's keep arguing. Once he recovers his strength, it's not certain who will be the fish on the chopping block!

I trusted that burst of power too much this time. I shouldn't casually turn on overclocking before I encounter someone like Yoel or the Thorn Princess.
Of course, this is on the premise that there will be a next time.

Even when his spirits were at rock bottom, Gin did not give up hope. While waiting for an opportunity, he looked around for advantageous terrain or methods that could help him.

Suddenly, his gaze froze.

"Wait a minute, stop arguing. Let's subdue Gin first, otherwise we'll be doomed if this goes on and he recovers his strength."

Haneda Hideyoshi offered a timely reminder.

I've been keeping an eye on Gin the whole time. I noticed his wandering gaze; he's clearly looking for an opportunity. His breathing isn't as rough as before, and he's recovering quite quickly.

“That makes sense.” Shuichi Akai smiled. “I almost forgot that our protagonist hasn’t completely lost his will to fight back yet.”

Taking the pistol from Hideyoshi Haneda, Shuichi Akai looked around like a butcher about to slaughter a pig, seemingly searching for the right spot to strike.

"Are you really going to make a move?" Gin's tone suddenly became intriguing.

Shuichi Akai and Hideyoshi Haneda exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion in each other's eyes. They were clearly in dire straits, could it be...?
"Could it be that"

Hawkeye looked up at the sky for the third time.

And then once again, nothing was found.

(End of this chapter)