Conan: I've been linked to the tech tree system.

Gin's expression suddenly turned ugly.

Was put together.

Chapter 49 No One Can Sleep Tonight

Gin strode forward, issuing the "cover retreat" order into his earpiece while picking up the still-dazed vodka.

They went down the stairs, intending to escape the police encirclement before they could completely surround the area.

Despite the dire situation, this wasn't the first time they'd faced being surrounded by police.

With that thought in mind, Gin quickly went down to the first floor.

He gestured for Vodka to follow, then pulled his beloved Beretta M92F from his waist, slowly approached the outer wall of the building, and peered out.

Armed police officers lined up in a row, using their police cars as cover, to block any possible escape routes.

It is the SAT (Special Assault Force).

Gin's face was gloomy.

I initially thought it was just a regular bombing reinforcement... but I never expected it to be this kind of character, one that even he could hardly call "useless".

The fact that the Metropolitan Police Department could send an SAT without any solid intelligence suggests that this "star" has considerable connections within the Metropolitan Police Department.

"Walk."

Before they were discovered, Gin told Vodka to change locations.

He had no time to speculate about the background of "Starlight"; he just wanted to escape this encirclement.

That night, the organization had already lost Calvados, and they could not follow in his footsteps.

......

Moving to the right rear of the building, Gin finally stopped seeing enough police officers to form a squad.

With limited police resources, it's impossible to have sufficient manpower in every area of ​​the encirclement; there will always be weak points.

But actually, the place with the fewest police presence wasn't where Gin came from—he just suddenly remembered that Calvados' spare car, which he had driven behind the building, was hidden in an alley behind the wall.

He carried his car keys with him—he always made a spare set of car keys for each member of the task force, just in case of a situation like this.

"Chianti, prepare cover."

“Received…” Chianti’s voice was dry, and he paused for a moment, seemingly hesitant.

"Calvados is..."

She finally asked the question, but was immediately interrupted by Gin.

"On mission."

"......Yes."

Ignoring his subordinates' mental state, Gin peered over the wall to observe the distance between the officers and the wall, then pulled a bright yellow plastic bomb from his pocket.

If Toru Tohno were here and saw this scene, he would be filled with admiration and would present the Doraemon crown to Gin.

He would call Gin the Sherlock Holmes of the explosives world.

......

Under the cover of darkness, the plastic bomb traced a light parabola through the air and landed precisely between the wall and the police officer holding a riot shield.

The lead officer spotted the red-glowing explosives, his heart skipped a beat, and he shouted:

“Get down!!”

"boom"

Within minutes, another ear-piercing explosion rang out, ensuring that no one in Tokyo Bay would sleep tonight.

The plastic bomb precisely blasted a large hole in the wall.

The police officers, being far from the explosion site and hiding behind riot shields, all escaped unharmed, but were temporarily incapacitated.

Gin and Vodka crossed the hole, firing their pistols at the police officers who had formed a perimeter, as they rushed toward the alleyway where they remembered the car was hidden.

"Fire!" the lead officer shouted from behind his riot shield, but in that instant he felt a chill down his spine, as if something foreign had burrowed into his body.

Blood stained his chest.

The officers around him were startled and rushed forward to catch his limp body.

"There are snipers!"

Someone shouted this, and everyone present panicked, shrinking behind the police cars that formed a human shield.

Compared to capturing terrorists, one's own life is obviously more important.

......

Gin and vodka thus made it into the alley without any trouble.

The roar of the car echoed and refracted against the walls of the alley. The black SUV suddenly sped out of the alley and drove away amidst the watchful eyes of the police officers.

......

"You people from the Metropolitan Police Department... seem to be pretty incompetent."

Tohru Tohru watched on the monitor as the black car broke through the encirclement. He sighed in disappointment and then made a joking remark to the man in black sitting in front of him.

"..."

Amuro Tooru had no way to refute it.

However, it was his subordinate, Yuya Kazami, who was sitting in the driver's seat, who chimed in: "To be precise, we belong to the National Police Agency, not the Metropolitan Police Department."

Are you that strong?

Tohno glanced at him but didn't say anything.

He remembered that although Amuro Tooru wasn't very capable, he was quite hardworking... so he didn't want to hurt his pride.

"It looks like it's over."

Tohno closed his laptop. Although he was a little disappointed that only Calvados was left, it was within his expectations.

"Speaking of which, if you're going to cooperate with our police, you'll have to reveal your real identity, right?"

Amuro Tooru glanced at Tohno Tooru's appearance as a middle-aged man. He also had a strong sense of unreality, just like the "starlight" he brought out from the explosion site.

He glanced at the "starlight" quietly watching outside the window and had a feeling that she wasn't the same malicious girl who had gone to his workplace to hand out the invitation that day.

"Wait, let me clarify something." Tohno Tooru raised his right hand, feeling that Amuro Tooru had made a mistake.

“I’m just working with you personally, Bourbon—not some police force.”

Amuro Tooru frowned: "It makes no difference to me."

"Yes, it does for me."

“I don’t think cooperating with the police will end well in the future—I’ve seen too many government agencies discard their useful tools after they’ve served their purpose.”

"I promise..."

“Your guarantee is completely worthless,” Toru Tono scoffed. “Besides, I have no intention of providing any intelligence to the Public Security Bureau.”

"The initiative in our cooperation is in my hands."

"Right? Mr. Rei Furuya?"

Amuro Tooru stared at him, his purplish-gray pupils flashing with a cold light.

"You'd better not let me find out what you really look like," he said, finally making no attempt to hide his murderous intent.

"I will try my best to postpone that day," Toru Tohno smiled. "Believe me, you will get what you deserve in our cooperation."

"hope so."

“Then it’s up to you to handle things on your own.” Tohno Toru opened the car door and beckoned Tachibana Maya, who was disguised as “Starlight,” to get out of the car. “Oh, by the way, I will deliver the product used for ‘testing the waters’ to the Chinese restaurant where you work in three days. Your Metropolitan Police Department subordinates have already shocked me enough. I hope you won’t disappoint me as much as they have.”

"Then, happy working together."

Toru Tono spread his black glider, the cruise motor started silently, and he used the thrust to leap into the sky, gradually blending into the horizon.

After taking one last look back at Amuro Tooru, "Starlight" disappeared along with him.

“…” Amuro Tooru watched them leave, then sat in the passenger seat, head down, deep in thought.

"...Should we really do as he says?" Kazami Yuya couldn't help but ask, seeing his boss's conflicted expression.

"It seems that this is the only way for now."

Amuro Tooru sighed and watched through the car window as police officers kept pouring into the dilapidated building.

"What he says is always beneficial to me."

"But..." Kazami Yuya wanted to say something more.

"Kazami, do me a favor," Amuro Tooru interrupted him. "Don't tell anyone what happened today, understand?"

Amuro Tooru said solemnly.

"But what about the police station...?"

"Don't tell anyone."

"..."

Kazami Yuya looked into his eyes and finally gave in.

"I understand."

Chapter 50 features everyone's favorite character, Kaito.

As I closed the heavy beechwood door, the warmth, like powder from a compact, enveloped my face, dispelling the chill of the long night flight.

Toru Tono strolled to the center of the living room and leaned lazily against the sofa cushions.

His gradually warming body temperature and the comfortable room temperature of around 23°C made him feel drowsy.

Despite being well-prepared, Tohno Toru was still extremely cautious, as his opponent was Gin, who could shoot him twice even when he was completely unprepared.