Ke Xue: He mastered the steel-cutting divine skill at the start.

But in the next instant, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he quickly scanned his surroundings.

Then his body tensed up suddenly, hiding himself behind a square pillar.

This place appears to be a huge underground space, dark all around, not completely dark, but there is not much light either.

However, a hidden camera had already seen all of Miyazaki Yu's actions.

Her rosy tongue gently licked her lips, and a flash of excitement crossed her beautiful eyes.

"That's really impressive. After waking up, there was only a moment of confusion before you adapted to everything instantly, left, and started taking action. Your reaction and adaptability are top-notch. But if that's all, it would be too boring. I want to have some real fun!"

Her figure slowly disappeared into the darkness, as if she had never existed.

What she couldn't see was the hint of mockery in Miyazaki Yu's eyes.

Miyazaki Yu was certainly not truly defeated.

After realizing he was being watched, he secretly made some preparations, wearing a cut-resistant suit under his clothes.

This type of clothing is also known as stab-proof clothing, which can effectively protect against cuts, slashes, and scratches from sharp objects.

While it's not as good as a bulletproof vest, it's still pretty good; it's the best protective gear Miyazaki Yu can get his hands on right now.

Moreover, after he bought it, he modified it by adding an insulating layer on top of the lining of the garment.

So when Vermouth made her move, he subtly shifted his body, deliberately letting her hit him.

In fact, throughout the entire process of being brought here, he was constantly in a state of being in danger.

He had countless opportunities to subdue this ever-changing witch along the way, but he didn't make a move. He wanted to see what this ever-changing witch was really up to.

If he has indeed left some clues and has been targeted by the Black Organization, then the only option is to kill him.

Kill all the members of the Black Organization that you can kill, to intimidate the organization.

What remains is an endless struggle, until one day he and this organization are determined to win or lose, life or death.

This is the difficulty in dealing with such a large organization; once you enter their field of vision, once they start targeting you.

Unless they die or the organization is completely eradicated, there will be no peace.

Just like Shiho Miyano later on, who is Ai Haibara.

After she escaped from the organization, the pursuit never stopped until it was confirmed that Ai Haibara had been killed in an explosion on the so-called dark express train, at which point the pursuit finally came to an end.

Therefore, for Miyazaki Yu at this moment, the best option is not to confront the organization head-on; otherwise, his peaceful days will come to an end.

However, judging from all indications, this ever-changing witch does not intend to kill him. If she wanted to kill someone, she could have simply killed him in his own home.

There was no need to go to such lengths to bring me here for this treatment.

Clearly, she brought me here for a reason.

"Since she has other plans, things get interesting. Maybe she wants to play a game with me."

A mysterious smile appeared on Miyazaki Yu's face.

He wouldn't mind playing a game with this ever-changing witch.

A thrilling sense of adventure washed over me instantly, and a surge of anticipation welled up inside me.

In his previous life, he would never have allowed himself to get into this situation; he would have subdued Vermouth when she was moving him.

Instead of coming to this completely unfamiliar environment and subjecting one's actions to unknown risks.

But after arriving in this world, he knew that it was a world full of crime and danger, and that to live peacefully, he needed to learn to coexist with danger, and even conquer it.

When a person becomes more dangerous than danger itself, then naturally there is no need to worry about any danger!

"You've got some nerve!"

A rough voice rang out, its tone carrying a hint of amusement, as if looking down on others from a high place.

Miyazaki Yu leaped out suddenly, then rolled on the spot, hiding his body behind another pillar.

Vermouth is a woman who likes to create mystery, and her voice is fake too.

"Who are you? Why did you bring me here? What is your purpose?"

The voice chuckled: "You must have a lot of questions now, but I don't like answering questions. I like the feeling of mystery. However, I can give you a hint. If your answer does not satisfy me, the consequences will be terrible."

You are currently in an abandoned underground training ground, where automatic weapons are scattered throughout. If your answer does not satisfy me, you will be riddled with holes in the next instant.

Miyazaki Yu remained expressionless as his gaze swept quickly across the surroundings; he had already pinpointed the source of the sound.

"I'm just an ordinary high school student, I don't know any secrets, but now it's your turn, so you can ask questions. If I know the answer, I will answer it seriously."

At this moment, Vermouth was also slightly surprised.

"People naturally feel fear in the dark. With extremely low visibility, everything around them should be very blurry. The unknown location and the unknown fear, yet their heart rate didn't change at all."

Beside her was a display screen three meters wide and four meters long, showing images of Miyazaki Yu, with various flashing cursors on it.

It displays the frequency of Miyazaki Hayao's heartbeat and breathing.

Clearly, this seemingly dark place is filled with various sensors that can accurately observe the physical data of the people inside.

This is actually a training ground, but it doesn't belong to the Black Organization; it was secretly built by Vermouth herself with her own money.

She sometimes comes here to train and prevent her combat strength from declining.

There were indeed many automatic firearms in the hall, but they were not loaded with live bullets, but with rubber bullets. Although they hurt a lot when they hit a person, they would not be fatal.

This is one of the training subjects.

"You once helped a woman in front of your house. That woman was carrying a bag with some important things in it. Have you ever come into contact with these documents?"

Miyazaki Yu frowned: "What do you mean? That girl named Miyano Shiho, it seems she's in cahoots with you. I was only focused on saving people and didn't know anything about the bag. Even if your information was lost, it shouldn't be my fault."

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Countermeasures (3rd update)

"You mean you didn't know about this information, and you haven't viewed it in any way?"

The rough sound rang out again.

"Of course not, I haven't even touched that bag, let alone seen a single word about it."

"Then how will you prove it?"

Miyazaki Yu sneered: "What a ridiculous question. It's like in the law, a person has no obligation to prove their innocence."

Your statement essentially asks me to prove my innocence, which is a fallacy.

The voice paused for a moment: "That's true. There's really no way for a person to prove that they didn't do something, so only the dead can keep secrets."

As he spoke, a slight twisting sound came from all around, as if some kind of machine was turning.

Immediately afterwards, a slight noise came from the darkness.

Just like the sound of a silenced pistol in a movie.

Then came a burst of intense gunfire, with countless rubber bullets shooting through the air.

Vermouth watched the scene on the monitor and a smile appeared on her lips.

Although these bullets are made of rubber, they are still extremely painful when they hit a person. Only by suffering can a person truly become obedient.

But the next moment, Vermouth's smile came to an abrupt end.

Just as they locked onto Da's aiming point, Miyazaki Yu had already disappeared from sight.

"Impossible! Even the best members of the organization couldn't easily dodge these rubber bullets!"

Vermouth rushed to the surveillance equipment, retrieved the footage, and then watched it in slow motion.

But then they saw Miyazaki Yu leap up in an instant, with astonishing speed, and all the rubber bullets around him missed their target.

However, there are more than a dozen cameras in the entire hall.

These cameras were automatically locking onto their targets and quickly found Miyazaki Yu's whereabouts. However, before Vermouth could even rejoice, the camera screen suddenly went black.

Upon reviewing the video, it was seen that the moment the camera turned to him, he flicked a small knife out of his sleeve.

The throwing knife hurtled toward the camera at incredible speed, and then the image vanished.

"How could this be? Is this kid a monster?"

Vermouth was also extremely shocked at this moment. Although there seemed to be pillars in the hall that could be used to avoid attacks.

However, in reality, the hall is riddled with cameras and automatically targeting firearms, leaving no blind spots whatsoever.

Moreover, these cameras and firearms were cleverly hidden; the roof decorations and the surrounding darkness were enough to conceal them perfectly.

Also, where did that knife come from?

When I caught him, I clearly searched him, but there were no weapons on him!

However, this change made Vermouth uneasy. The other party was so difficult to deal with, and things were going in a direction that she had never expected.

When Miyazaki Yu was brought here, he was already observing the situation in the entire hall.

All the surveillance cameras lit up briefly the moment they were turned on, and in that instant, Miyazaki Yu memorized the location of all the cameras.

He unleashed his full potential, and as soon as the attack began, he dodged it.

As for the throwing knife, it was an idea he had when he saved Shiho Miyano.

He is already excellent in both speed and strength, but the attack range of his sword is still limited. If he can improve his throwing knife skills, he can achieve remarkable results in long-range attacks.

He remained conscious throughout the entire process of being moved, so hiding a few knives was naturally not difficult for him.

After destroying one camera, he went on to destroy several more. Without the cameras locking onto him, the automatic weapons became useless and could no longer move him.

However, in doing so, Vermouth simply activated the free mode, allowing all the guns to fire freely.

The entire hall was instantly and completely covered with rubber bullets.

"Damn it, these rubber bullets are incredibly fast and completely unpredictable. If you get hit once, you'll feel excruciating pain, and if you get hit by a barrage, you'll be completely helpless!"

He held two small knives in his hands, completely absorbed in his surroundings, as deep and unfathomable as a spring.

He cleared his mind of all distractions and focused on one thought: to break through the attack of these firearms.

His two knives drew exquisite arcs in the air. His speed was still not as fast as that of a gun, but every time he raised a knife, a rubber bullet came straight at the blade.

This was not a coincidence, but rather because he had already captured the movement trajectories of all the firearms and calculated them in his mind.