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

Ying Sheng sensed something was wrong, stopped at the edge of the forest, and took out a map to check.

"what--!!!"

Before he could see the path clearly, a woman's scream came from the villa ahead, making his eyes narrow.

That familiar voice... it's Ayako Suzuki!

Without much thought, Ying Sheng immediately put away his phone map and ran towards the villa.

It's not that he hasn't forgotten old friendships. After all, he's now a business partner of the Suzuki Group. If they don't run into each other, that's fine. But if they do, it's only right that he does help them out.

I really hope it's a murder case, so that if the killer is found, at least some of the murderous intent will be revealed.

It would be even better if the murderer escaped. He just happened to have some new ideas for the application of [Enlightenment], and he was just lacking test subjects.

His nostrils twitched, and there was a bloody smell in the air.

With murderous intent enhancing his eyesight, Ying Sheng glanced at the ground and spotted a severed hand in a patch of dark grass.

Oh no, another dismemberment. Could it be that pervert Vermouth did it?

Several people came running from the direction of the villa with flashlights, shouting "Chikako".

Ying Sheng was completely baffled. This person had already been dismembered, so what was he still shouting for? At first glance, it sounded like he had just been kidnapped.

To avoid any misunderstanding, Ying Sheng leaped into the air and hid in the treetops.

Before long, several people on the ground ran into the forest, shouting "Chikako" as they searched everywhere.

Hotaru observed them discreetly from the treetop; they were all men, but Ayako was nowhere to be seen.

It was indeed a good thing to keep her in the villa to avoid being harmed.

But before this search team arrived, Ying Sheng clearly did not see any other suspicious people coming from the direction of the villa; they must have made a mistake.

Did the murderer use a smokescreen?

Well, whatever methods he used, his target was a woman named "Chikako," not Ayako.

What does that have to do with me?

Ying Sheng looked around, trying to find the right target among the heavy shadows of the trees. He actually found something in the south, where the sky was a little brighter and the dim yellow in the darkness was the flickering flames.

"what!!!"

Another scream came from below. Ying Sheng covered his ears in disgust. "You're a grown man, and you..."

What? A head has been found?

I apologize, but that kind of thing is indeed terrifying, and only a pervert like Kudo could watch it without batting an eye.

The people below whispered for a while, then gathered Chikako's body together, covered it with clothes, and carefully returned to the villa.

Ying Sheng shook his head. This has already destroyed the crime scene from the very beginning, making the police investigation more difficult. What were you thinking?

Could the real culprit be inside?

Who was the first person to suggest collecting the body and disturbing the scene?

Well, I didn't notice.

Ying Sheng nimbly leaped down from the treetop, carefully examined the ground to make sure he hadn't left any footprints, and then walked towards the collected corpse not far away.

Boom——! ! !

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, its deafening sound reverberating in our ears.

Ying Sheng shook his head helplessly. The dark clouds of Tokyo had indeed spread here. Was his bonfire party going to end before it even started?

The rain probably won't come down for a while, so I'd better hurry up and try out my new idea and head over there; maybe I can catch the tail end of it.

Boom——! ! !

Thunder roared again, and Ying Sheng pulled back the clothes covering the corpse. In that fleeting moment of light, he could clearly see the frozen terror on the dead man's face.

The lightning dissipated, and the world returned to darkness, except for the deathly pale face of the corpse, which seemed to glow faintly.

Ying Sheng inexplicably felt that this person looked somewhat familiar.

After a few seconds of recollection, she remembered that among the group of people who had dragged Ayako Suzuki to Kabukicho to find him, one of them looked just like her.

"Time is also fate."

Ying Sheng sighed softly, squatted down, took the dismembered right arm of the corpse with his left hand, and pressed down on the shoulder of the corpse's torso with his right hand, and forcefully pulled them back together.

[Killing Intent -1, activate skill, enlightenment!]

This was the first time Ying Sheng had used her skill on someone other than herself, but whether a dead person could still be considered a person was a real question.

In his vision, the "Berserk" skill can activate the human body's potential, allowing things like grenades and engines to operate at extremely high efficiency.

Therefore, it shouldn't be a problem to extract a single item to enhance the body's recovery ability.

A mere corpse can at most be classified as "without thought," and naturally belongs to the category of sentient beings.

As if moved by his thought, fine fleshy tentacles sprouted wildly from the severed part of Zhijia's right arm, like the edge of a blood-red sea anemone, constantly pulling and entangled, and the nerves, blood vessels, and muscles were reconnecting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Unfortunately, before the reconnection could even touch the skin, the entangled fleshy tentacles slowly stopped.

Ying Sheng guessed that the killing intent was insufficient, but he didn't need to force the corpse to be restored to its original state. It was enough to confirm his guess to this extent.

"The recovery ability seems pretty good, but corpses don't cry out in pain, so I wonder how it would work on a living person."

Ying Sheng seemed to be deep in thought, and decided to find someone to try it out when he returned to Tokyo.

Oh, and we need to give them a medical check-up first before we start the test.

The cells are proliferating like crazy, which is strangely reminiscent of HeLa cells. I wonder if this will increase the probability of the target developing cancer.

Of course, the corpse wouldn't care about any of that.

Hotaru then picked up the other three limbs of Chikako's corpse and did the same thing. Everything went smoothly, but when he tried to connect the head, he discovered something strange.

On Chikako's severed neck, there were some very fine fibers in the congealed blood.

Ying Sheng initially thought it was hair, but after taking it off and examining it closely for a few seconds, she realized it was cotton.

Strange, how come there's cotton?

Did the murderer use cotton thread to behead the victim?

hiss--

Who is this martial arts master?

After glancing at the congealed blood again, Ying Sheng had a vague idea in his mind.

Chikako's death must have taken at least half an hour, and the three people who rushed out earlier were clearly tricked by the real culprit.

The three people were calling out Chikako's name, so they might have actually seen her.

Her hands were already inside the forest at that time, so could those people have only seen her head?

After her head passed by the villa, it inexplicably appeared here in the forest without any other suspicious people coming.

Well, it seems the real culprit is among those three. Someone secretly brought the head over.

Think back to what you've seen before...

Huh?

All three of them appeared to have nothing in their hands.

Okay, considering the cotton fibers on the severed head, it's likely that someone hid the head inside clothing.

Those people all looked normal; there was no sign of them bulging out or hiding their heads.

Except one.

That fat man's belly.

If his beer belly is a disguise made of cotton, then everything makes sense.

Tsk, sticking a person's head to his own stomach, this guy is too perverted.

She's even more perverted than Vermouth.

Ying Sheng shook his head and pressed Chikako's head tightly against his neck, repeating the same trick.

"If I were a detective, I could probably go and solve the case. Unfortunately, I'm just a passerby, and your life or death has nothing to do with me. However, I have an interesting idea that needs to be verified, so I'll grant you a complete corpse in the end."

The connection between the head and limbs is much more complex than that between the limbs. This time, Ying Sheng used up three points of killing intent before letting go.

Even so, the flesh on both sides of Chikako's severed neck was turned outwards, making it look quite gruesome.

Ying Sheng thought for a moment, then simply plucked a strand of her black hair, twisted it into thread, and took off her earring to use as a needle to sew up the skin on her neck.

Soon, a black line appeared around her snow-white neck, pulling the flesh together and making it no longer look as grotesque as before.

Gently smoothing her frozen, terrified expression, she gradually softened her features.

At first glance, she seemed to be just sleeping peacefully.

But upon closer inspection, it has a slightly eerie feel to it.

Not much, just a tiny bit.

Ying Sheng stood up straight, stepped back, and examined his work for a few moments before nodding in satisfaction.

He picked up the brown long-sleeved jacket left behind by the kind person and put it on Chikako, which covered the abnormality on her shoulder.

"Good, now comes the most crucial step."

Ying Sheng took out a red and white capsule from his pocket; without a doubt, it was APTX-4869.

"Akechi and Ai both said that this stuff is only effective for people with the Miyano family bloodline. Anyone else who eats it will die a painful death, and the cause will not be found."

I tested it twice, and it seems to be true.

This makes me a little confused. Why?

Mingzhi explained a lot of scientific principles to me, but I only understood a little. However, the general idea seemed to be that the drug's effects were too strong, and the body's fragile gene chains couldn't withstand it.

Then the problem is coming.

Could the Berserk buff help someone sustain the effects of the drug?

With a flick of his wrist, Ying Sheng produced a thin blade. The moon was dim, and the blade's edge was dark and colorless, almost blending into the surrounding air.