He's in Detective Conan, and he's the mastermind behind everything.

That's a real shame.

Ying Sheng put down his gun and looked in the direction from which the gunshot had come. It was that capable-looking old man with gray hair.

There are quite a few snipers at the brewery, which makes sense, but unfortunately they arrived a bit too late.

Akemi Miyano was able to find Taku Itakura without them noticing beforehand, otherwise they wouldn't have let her in alive.

Or perhaps they were also wondering if that person was Vermouth?

Disguise is really troublesome; the more you think about it, the more variables there are.

The old man had already put the sniper rifle back into its guitar case, stood up, and looked towards Ying Sheng.

Ying Sheng waved goodbye to him.

The old man nodded expressionlessly, then turned and left.

[Killing Intent +2]

Ying Sheng smiled; it was quite interesting.

Judging from their timing and perspective, how would the distillery view this incident?

First, it's certain that they would believe there was a third party involved besides the person who rescued Shirley.

That's probably the person who delivered the laptop to the research lab.

To be honest, Hotaru originally wanted to pin the blame on Amuro Tooru, wanting to use the Black Organization to test him. But now that he's an undercover agent from an unknown organization infiltrated the Black Organization, the plan has to be changed again.

Well, the most important one is still Vermouth.

It's a pity that with such a big commotion here, she most likely won't show herself. She was planning to let Miyano Akemi escape so she could see the bait.

boom--!

A gunshot rang out in the long-silent lobby of the office building. Ying Sheng's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly rushed towards the sound.

Gunshots continued to ring out. Ying Sheng clearly saw that even though the fog had cleared, the light inside was still quite dim. One of the figures that flashed by was tall, with a mustache and a cleft chin. He was the one who had been shot by Xiao Lan Wuzi!

Hey, are you indestructible?

A playful thought flashed through her mind, and Hotaru's lips curled up slightly. Vermouth was unaware of that person's injury, and it was indeed quite possible that she would use his image to approach Itakura Suguru.

Did you only arrive now because you just learned about Shizuoka Prefecture, or because you finally found clues at Akemi Miyano's house?

But none of that matters anymore, as long as I can catch her...

! ! ! ! !

Ying Sheng's pupils contracted sharply, and the five points of killing intent in his heart vanished in an instant, like a bubble bursting, and his figure disappeared abruptly.

The spot where he had just stood was now engulfed in a violent metal storm, with unbearable, sharp explosions echoing through the air! The hard concrete ground shattered with a deafening roar, sending debris flying, dust billowing, and metal dripping everywhere!

As Ying Sheng dodged, he glanced at the sky in a panic and saw an armed helicopter hovering at low altitude!

Damn!

This is Tokyo!

What an international megacity!!!

Ying Sheng really wants to curse. Those old men in Chiyoda Ward have no shame at all for the sake of drug A. How are you going to explain this to the people after dawn?

The metal storm didn't follow, and Ying Sheng stared intently.

The helicopter pilot was a young man in a dark green suit, his face was covered up, and he wore black-rimmed glasses; the man operating the machine gun was also covered up, wearing a brown suit, with gray hair and an eye patch over his right eye, and he didn't look like a good person at all.

The two people from the brewery weren't there, but Hotaru couldn't tell whether they were other codenamed members or people behind Amuro Tooru.

The helicopter tilted its nose, and the machine gun at the cabin door was raised, aimed at the fourth floor!

It's over.

Akemi Miyano was injured on the fourth floor!

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat—Boom boom boom boom—!!

The machine gun muzzle spun, and almost instantly it transformed into a frenzied metallic roar.

Ying Sheng estimated the distance and took out a grenade.

Bang-!

The window in the far corner of the fourth floor shattered with a crash, and a small figure rushed out along with the shower of sparkling light.

He was also carrying a woman in a red dress on his shoulder.

The helicopter guns immediately gave chase, and Ying Sheng activated his skill.

Falsehood!

Chapter 239 Amuro Tooru Steps into Darkness and Meets Elena

All beings in the Desire Realm see are various forms and appearances!

【Illusion】Directly points to the inherent desires of all beings. Even though the love of fireflies is limited and they dare not consume it excessively, burning a little love in an instant is still quite effective.

In short, the machine gunner on the helicopter lost focus for a moment.

Ying Sheng didn't care what he saw or thought at that moment, and threw a grenade with a flick of his wrist.

Then he raised his gun, aimed, and bang—!

The grenade exploded in mid-air with a deafening roar!

Tsk, which guy has such good marksmanship that he hit the grenade with a single shot before him?

With flames raging, Ying Sheng couldn't aim at the machine gunner, and the machine gunner couldn't aim at the person jumping off the building.

Hotaru turned his gun around and fired an empty magazine at Amuro Tooru, who had just appeared in the lobby on the first floor. Vermouth's disguised tall figure turned and ran away. Hotaru immediately chased after her, passing by Hanakage Nozomi, who was carrying Miyano Akemi.

"Did big brother just reveal his true divine form?"

In that instant, Hua Ying's eyes were filled with longing.

"Check what Miyano Akemi's email says, write down Akai Shuichi's email address, cancel sending, turn off signal jamming, and we can talk slowly."

Ying Sheng spoke quickly, but remained quite calm.

Fueled by murderous intent, Ying Sheng and Vermouth closed the gap in speed even further, and it seemed that they would be over in just a few breaths.

boom--!

A gunshot rang out suddenly behind him. Without thinking, Ying Sheng leaped forward. The bullet hit his bulletproof vest in the back, and the impact disrupted his balance. Ying Sheng rolled on the ground and threw a grenade behind him.

Is Amuro Tooru pretending to be a loyal retainer of the Black Organization again?

What are you talking about? Vermouth saw you just shoot and blow up a grenade.

An explosion sounded behind him. Ying Sheng flicked his right hand and slashed at his waist with his left. One magazine fell down and another flew up, instantly completing the mission handover.

Load, aim, fire.

Da da da da da da da—! ! !

It's really hopeless.

A sudden burst of gunfire, as dense as a typewriter, erupted from a shop on one side of the street, engulfing both Ying Sheng and Vermouth.

In his haste to dodge, Hotaru finally realized that Amuro Tooru wanted both of them.

Is someone chasing after them over there too?

Judging from this, Amuro Tooru is probably an undercover agent for some local force. The fact that he could deploy armed helicopters suggests he's a member of the Japanese Public Security Bureau.

More murderous intent stirred within him, and Ying Sheng decided he had no intention of continuing to play along with these guys.

Vermouth has appeared; the game is over.

puff--! ! !

Like a watermelon bursting open, juice sprayed everywhere, red and white sparkling like stars in the sky. The tall, headless knight ran a few meters with the momentum, then crashed to the ground with the fountain of blood on his neck, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Ying Sheng was momentarily stunned when he heard the splashing sound from the gas mask.

Vermouth is dead?

hiss--! ! !

Ying Sheng quickly glanced toward the source of the gunshot. This situation was quite unexpected. Didn't Amuro Tooru want to capture a member of the brewery?

Ok? !

Is it a woman with a reddish-brown mushroom-shaped haircut?

And he was laughing like a lunatic?

Ying Sheng was even more puzzled now. Logically speaking, if the distillery sniper knew what happened on the overpass, he should have been able to guess that the person was Vermouth. Shouldn't he have captured her alive?

What's going on now?

The rapid, typewriter-like gunfire paused briefly before escalating again. Without time to think, Hotaru grabbed half a human skin mask that flew through the air along with bits of flesh and began to flee. The tenacious Amuro Tooru pursued him once more. Hotaru picked up a stone at a corner and tossed it back at him.

Amuro Tooru quickly shrank back.

When he realized he had been tricked, there was no sign of Ying Sheng anywhere.

Amuro Tooru pressed himself against the wall, warily scanning his surroundings, and spoke with a gloomy expression:

"Sir, have you spotted anything on the helicopter?"

"That person is very agile and adept at using blind spots in buildings, making them extremely difficult to lock onto. We've already gone after the Black Organization's sniper. Sorry, Zero."

The voice on the other end of the communicator was also quite deep. After a few pauses, it asked, "Judging from the behavior of that person and the masked little girl, they are at least not entirely aligned with Vermouth. Zero, do you have any clues about their origins?"

"Absolutely not."

Amuro Tooru sighed softly: "But judging from their rescue efforts, they seem to be in a cooperative relationship with Vermouth. I just don't know which party contacted which party first."

“I sent people to chase after them, and maybe we can find something. Itakura Taku should still be in that building. I also sent people to search carefully. Zero, you don’t need to show your face.”

It was a very reasonable arrangement; undercover agents are best kept in the dark. But Amuro Tooru could only manage a wry smile upon hearing this.

"There were organized snipers there just now; my identity may have already been exposed."