I'm in Detective Conan, and the system has appointed Batman.

Chapter 333 Gin's Happy New Year

"I tested it? The steel's gone? No, it hasn't even been two weeks, has it?"

"While I also think it's good that Iron Man died, isn't it a bit too absurd that he died so quickly? Is that Batman really that strong? No, wait, now Iron Man is up to something big again, and the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department is coming for us again!"

Oh no! They got all the benefits, but we got to take all the blame! I've become their scapegoat!

The demon child slammed his fist on the table, writhing in impotent rage.
If things continue like this, first they'll get beaten up by the Steel Society, then by the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, then by the Japanese Public Security Bureau, and finally by the Dongchen Society until they can't take any more beatings, losing even their underwear!
"No, we must regroup and show these rude guys the power of the traditional underworld!"

"Give me a plan for the sniping Batman thing. I'll upload it tonight and see if we can get some more sponsorship. Then, we'll raid a few of Dongchen Club's venues!"

"I refuse to believe that Guhe Teng could remain calm and act recklessly under these circumstances, dragging them down with him!"

"Do you think the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department and the Japanese Public Security Bureau can wipe out the Mud Ginseng Association and the East Star Association at the same time? The Tokyo underworld is not a place that can be easily dealt with!"

The ghost child had just finished speaking.

Then he saw in the conference room of the Mud Conference that many high-ranking officials were looking at each other, seemingly having nothing to say. Ghost Child Nafang was puzzled. He frowned, randomly pointed to one of the high-ranking officials, and asked,

"Sanyuan, tell me, what's your opinion? Why aren't you saying anything?"

The high-ranking officials at the meeting who were summoned were dumbfounded.
He looked up at the ghost child, Nafang, his eyes clear and unfathomable, and then he said,

"I...I don't know. This matter is entirely handled by Kiriko Busujima."

"I've never even seen those three snipers, and the people who went to avenge them haven't returned home yet. Even if I wanted to find out, I wouldn't know where to start. How am I supposed to write a proposal? Do I even have the capability?"

The ghost child, Nafang, flew into a rage and said...

"Subordinates are not allowed to kiss their superiors on the lips!"

"Go outside and run 20 laps, then do push-ups, do 100 of them, go!"

The high-ranking member of the mud association sighed and immediately pushed open the door to leave.

However, just as he pushed open the door, Kiriko Busujima hurriedly squeezed in from outside. Seeing Kiriko, Kido Natsufusa, instead of being surprised, was delighted and said…

"Bukushima, go and write a proposal. I need it tonight!"

Kiriko Busujima was stunned, momentarily confused about what Kido Natsufusa was talking about.
She hesitated, then finally remembered why she had come to find the ghost boy, and immediately spoke loudly.

"Something terrible has happened! The president and vice president have been killed!"

"Someone fired a shot in an area where the vice president frequents, blowing his head off! We still haven't found out who the sniper is, what should we do?!"

Ghost Child Namo: ?
Huh? A sniper?
He took out his phone, glanced at the calendar display, and his expression changed.

Why do all this fighting and killing have to happen on New Year's Day, January 1st?
You can't kill someone tomorrow?

The relationship between the demon boy, Nakafumi, and the vice president was very bad because the vice president had been trying to usurp power. He was actually quite pleased with the vice president's sudden death, but he suspected that the assassin had likely targeted someone randomly.

His face darkened again, and he said...
"Investigate! Find the murderer! Avenge the vice president!"

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"Happy New Year, you idiots."

Gin said with a cold laugh. He looked at the corpse of the vice president of the Mud Ginseng Association, who was surrounded by a large number of yakuza members, with a gun case on his back. A sense of satisfaction rose in his heart. This is how you should deal with these idiots. No, this is the only way to deal with them!

Next, he would see just how many high-ranking members of the Mud Ginseng Association still dared to show their faces.
He took them down one by one until he reached the head of the Mud Ginseng Association, Ghost Child Nafang!

“Vodka, tell me, where is the next location?”

Upon hearing this, Vodka, who was investigating on his laptop behind him, looked up.

He said somewhat hesitantly,

"Brother, should we take a short break?"

"Something's not right right now. There was a news report from the Tokyo National Stadium that the chairman of the Iron Society has taken 56,000 spectators hostage in order to fight Batman to the death."

Gin:?
Playing this big? Last time I only thought of setting a bomb to blow up a train with a thousand or so people on board.

The president of this steel association is a remarkable person.

Gin turned around and stood behind Vodka, his gaze falling on the screen of Vodka's laptop, which displayed information about the bombing of the Tokyo National Stadium that morning.
A hint of doubt appeared in Gin's eyes.
—How did Batman manage to hide a modified minecart inside the Tokyo National Stadium?

Furthermore, when the Iron Man president detonated a bomb to take Batman down with him, Batman even managed to rescue the Iron Man president as well? Where did this saint come from?
Is he really Batman from the comics?
If Gin were to choose, he would absolutely not hesitate to shoot the Steel Guild leader's limbs, then leave with the words, "Why should I save you? Just stay here and wait to die," before walking away.

"Hmph, I thought steel would be so capable."

"It seems this is the end. We've reached the critical moment of disbanding. But... it's impossible for the Steel Society to get so many bombs. The Tokyo black market couldn't have gotten so many bombs for its manufacturers in just a few days."

"Someone is interfering."

Gin turned around, and a name slowly surfaced in his mind.

----Ireland.

He felt that these bombs were the work of the organization. No one but the organization could have obtained such a large number of bombs. The bombs he had prepared to blow up the Twin Towers in Seymourne were also fully provided by the organization.

However, he abandoned the bombing plan after returning to Tokyo.

"Could it be that Ireland is truly disregarding the organization's interests and desperately seeking revenge?"

"This guy may not be a mole, but he's even more despicable than a mole!"

Gin whispered.

Regardless of whether Ireland was behind it or not, now that he has seen it, even if it wasn't Ireland, it could only be Ireland.

This is a great opportunity to take down Ireland, since both Pisco and Ireland are against him.

As for the position of the Tokyo regional manager?

Ha, whether Ireland is taken out or replaced won't make any difference. After all, if he can't do it, there are plenty of others who can. The organization has no shortage of members with various code names!
"This is the best chance to take down Ireland."

he whispered.

(End of this chapter)