A wooden door at the corner of the living room shook violently. Shinichi Kudo rushed over, banging on the door and shouting.

"Aoyagi-san, what happened?"

There was no response from inside the door. Without hesitation, Shinichi Kudo took a step back and began kicking the door.

He wasn't very big, but this bedroom door wasn't as sturdy as the security door outside, and it was still kicked open.

The dim world suddenly lit up, and a figure leaped down from the windowsill where only a sliver of light shone through.

Do not!

More than one!

The man was carrying another person on his shoulder, who was completely motionless and had obviously fainted.

The fleeting afterimage was enough to make Shinichi Kudo's heart tremble. He was very familiar with both figures, or rather, he had just seen them before!

He hurriedly ran to the window, glanced outside, and immediately confirmed that he hadn't been seeing things.

The person who is landing lightly on the ground right now is Sato Miwako!

And the person on her shoulder is Aoyagi Chisato!

Countless thoughts surged through his mind in an instant, and Shinichi Kudo felt that the world before him had become bizarre and surreal.

Miwako Sato and Chiso Aoyagi?

What exactly is going on!

But the detective's composure prevented his mind from going blank; he immediately drew his police revolver, aimed at the people below, and shouted sharply:

"Stop! Don't move!"

boom--!

The next second, a bullet grazed past Shinichi Kudo's ear.

The shadow of death loomed over him, and Shinichi Kudo felt as if his throat was being tightly gripped, his body stiffening for a moment.

Even though he quickly realized that he was courting death; even though Inspector Megure was quick-witted and pulled his younger brother away from the window.

But in reality, that brief moment of paralysis was enough to kill Shinichi Kudo once.

Fortunately, the man below only fired one shot, then turned and ran. Inspector Megure peeked out and, upon seeing that familiar figure, was also shaken. He hurriedly shouted:

"Sato! What are you doing!"

Amuro Tooru reacted quickly, opening a recording on the phone Vermouth had prepared for him and turning the volume up to the maximum.

"Something came up at home, Inspector, you can go ahead!"

"What?!!!"

Megure Juzo was dumbfounded. Could your excuse be any more outrageous?!

Draw your gun and aim!

"Stop! Or I'll shoot!"

Sorry, something came up and I caught a cold last night from being caught in the rain. It was raining really hard, and it started so suddenly, and I couldn't run away right away...

Chapter 283 The Art of Disguise is Exposed, Ying Sheng's True Face is Revealed!

In the end, Megure did not fire a shot.

He didn't want to hurt Sato Miwako, who had suddenly become inexplicable, and he didn't want to hurt the innocent girl on her shoulder.

He lacked confidence in his marksmanship and felt he needed to practice more when he got back.

"Brother Kudo, what you just did..."

Inspector Megure wanted to ask Shinichi Kudo what was wrong, but before he could finish speaking, Shinichi Kudo jumped off the windowsill.

"Inspector Megure, send men to intercept them!"

Shinichi Kudo's skills were average, but he managed to land safely on the ground after a quick maneuver on the air conditioner unit.

He stumbled slightly, then quickly followed.

"stop!"

Amuro Tooru, of course, didn't stop, but he still turned around for a glance.

He thought this high school detective was being too reckless; didn't he know the meaning of death?

His Mazda was just around the corner outside the alley. Amuro Tooru didn't want to be seen. He ran quickly with Vermouth still on his right arm, while his left hand pulled out a pistol and fired three shots at the back.

He intended to teach the reckless detective a more profound lesson, otherwise, if he encountered members of the organization with this attitude in the future, he would surely die.

Bang Bang Bang!

Three gunshots rang out in quick succession, bang—!

It exploded in mid-air with a loud bang.

Soaring through the air?

Amuro Tooru glanced back again. Based on his experience, it should have hit his shoulder, so why did it fly through the air?

A cloud of dust exploded in the dark alley, *pop*!

A gray aerated concrete block landed on the ground.

Before the dust completely obscured their vision, looking slightly back, Shinichi Kudo had just put down his right foot and straightened up.

Amuro Tooru's lips curled slightly, and he fired a double shot in that direction, emptying the police revolver's magazine.

A football expert? That's really impressive.

Shinichi Kudo hurriedly dodged, but *splat*—he still got a vicious mosquito bite on his right shoulder.

Amuro Tooru continued to move away. Shinichi Kudo gritted his teeth, guessing that Amuro Tooru had run out of bullets, and wanted to continue chasing, but was quickly pulled back by a large hand from behind.

"Brother Kudo, Sato doesn't want to kill you, but don't you value your own life too?"

Megure didn't want to be so blunt, but his younger brother's behavior was so unbearable that he had to speak up. This was just asking for trouble.

If you think you can tell the other side isn't going to go all out, and that's why you feel so confident in continuing to pursue them, that's also a very absurd approach.

Haven't you heard that even a rabbit will bite when cornered?

Shinichi Kudo froze. Through the light gray mist, he saw two figures rush out of the alley and disappear after turning left. He didn't chase after them, but pursed his lips in resentment.

"Inspector Megure, have you sent anyone ahead to intercept them?"

"Chiba is on the phone; hopefully we can intercept him."

Megure sighed softly, looking at the blood groove on Shinichi Kudo's right shoulder. A piece of flesh was missing there, and it should have been sunken in, but with the replenishment of blood, it stood out instead, strangely resembling a smooth column of air in a spirit level.

"Brother Kudo, should we go to the hospital?"

Shinichi Kudo shook his head, took out a handkerchief, pressed it against his left hand, and then told Juichi Megure what had happened before.

However, with Sato Miwako now forcibly abducting Aoyagi Chisato, he went over his previous guesses in his mind and simply said:

"That Officer Sato might not be the real person; it might be someone else in disguise."

"ah?!!!"

Megure's pupils widened instantly: "Disguise? Disguise? Could it be Kaito Kid?!"

"I don't know, I'm just guessing..."

Thud!

Clang! Clang!

A series of noises came from under the window of Aoyagi Chisato's house. Shinichi Kudo and Juzo Megure turned their heads to look. The air conditioner unit that they had used as leverage when they jumped down had fallen down and rolled to the center of the alley.

Below the outdoor unit, Chiba Kazunobu was clutching his buttocks, grimacing and gasping for breath.

"..."

Megure Juzo was speechless. This seemed to have something to do with him as well. He was also a heavyweight, and he had just noticed that the air conditioner bracket looked a bit unstable.

"..."

Shinichi Kudo was equally speechless. After Kazunobu Chiba stood up, he said helplessly, "The fact that Aoyagi-san was kidnapped means that her identity is probably questionable. Since we can't catch up with the escaped person, we naturally have to go back to the Aoyagi family to investigate. What are you doing down here, Officer Chiba?"

"..."

Chiba Kazunobu remained silent, gazing at the sky at a 45-degree angle, his face filled with sorrow.

Why? You all looked so handsome when you came down.

Three minutes later, Shinichi Kudo and his two companions returned to the Aoyagi residence through the main entrance. Kazunobu Chiba searched and acted as lookout in front of the living room, while Shinichi Kudo and Juzo Inspector Megure went into Chiso Aoyagi's bedroom and ransacked the place. Before long, they found something of interest.

A small A6-sized spiral notebook was placed under the pillow on Aoyagi Chisato's bed.

Megure took it and turned to the first page. There were no words on it, only a jumble of messy lines, twisted and turned like a ball of yarn. In the rather dark room, it inexplicably resembled an eye, sending chills down one's spine.

pat-

Shinichi Kudo stood in front of the small desk, turned on the desk lamp, and let the dim yellow light shine through.

“Come and take a look,” he said.

Inspector Megure breathed a sigh of relief and quickly went over to look through the notebook with Shinichi Kudo.

This can be considered Aoyagi Chiso's diary, but even when she records events, it is not a factual account. Instead, it is mixed with all sorts of her own subjective feelings and even fantasies, making the account whimsical or inexplicable.

For example, one article was written like this:

I saw someone die, and I saw someone live. The frog turned into a prince, and she kissed all the princesses, but not me.

Of course, I wasn't one of them.

I am an ugly old witch.

The date recorded was about three weeks ago. Shinichi Kudo thought back and it seemed to be the day Ran went to call Mizuki, who had inexplicably missed a day of class, to come back to class.

Shinichi Kudo seemed to be deep in thought, his hand already reaching behind him.

Most of the accounts were strange and nothing particularly noteworthy, until the account from Wednesday night this week, which inexplicably stirred something within Shinichi Kudo.

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