Conan, I'm an actor

Meanwhile, a shallow beach on the seashore

"To drug someone with sleeping pills and then drown them in their sleep by taking advantage of the rising tide, you're being far too gentle." A very unpleasant voice suddenly spoke up. "How should I address you, Dr. Narumi, or should I call you Asa Narumi?"

"I thought I had disguised myself well enough, but I didn't expect the detective to see through me and even find out my identity... Who are you!"

Under the moonlight, a man in an evening gown and wearing a white mask stood in the seawater; the scene was incredibly eerie.

“Let me think what you’ll do after you drown him. You’ll probably move Kawashima’s body to your father’s piano, use the island’s legends to buy time, and then kill Kuroiwa and Nishimoto,” the white-masked man said with a smile. “But you shouldn’t have brought the detective over. Although he’s not very good, he can still distinguish between homicide and suicide. Once it’s confirmed to be homicide, you won’t have much time left.”

"Who are you?" Narumi kept backing away. "Don't come any closer."

"Don't be nervous, I'm here to help you." The masked man stroked the lower left corner of his mask. "That detective has some connections with the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. After receiving your request, he directly asked his friend in the Metropolitan Police Department to investigate Keiji Aso. As a result, the Metropolitan Police Department discovered that Keiji Aso was connected to a criminal gang that had been operating in the Tsukikage Island area for more than ten years. Using Keiji Aso's connections as a breakthrough, the Metropolitan Police Department quickly found the former village chief, Isamu Kameyama, the current village chief, Kuroiwa, the capitalist Shimizu, and this guy named Nishimoto."

As he spoke, the masked man threw the sack in his hand to the ground, and the sack opened naturally, revealing Nishimoto, who had already been knocked unconscious.

"You're a cop? No, there aren't any cops like you who hide their true colors." Asagi smiled with some relief. "Never mind who you are, what do you want?"

“I’m here to help you.” The masked man put down the toolbox in his other hand. “It’s just that your technique was a bit rough. Why don’t you try injecting air into the vein with a syringe? About 50ml of air will be enough. That would cause an air embolism and lead to a myocardial infarction. With the level of forensic expertise in Tokyo, they probably wouldn’t be able to find the needle mark. Even if they did find it, they would probably rule it an accidental death because they don’t want to cause any trouble and there’s a shortage of police resources.”

“You…” Narumi looked incredulous.

"Is the technique too difficult? How about we try this? Cyanide. I also have two jars of raw almonds and a few bottles of liquor here." The masked man took out a small glass bottle and said, "It's not impossible to fake being poisoned by eating raw almonds and not having time to call for help because you were drunk. This method won't be detected in the initial autopsy. By the time the further autopsy is completed, Black Rock will already be dead."

"This..." Asagi's mind was completely blank. Could this guy be an assassin?

“This won’t work, that won’t work, this is so troublesome,” the masked man said with some frustration. “Here’s what I’m going to do: I have a privately developed drug here, codenamed APTX-4869. It guarantees death for anyone who takes it, and there will be no trace left on the autopsy. Using this will be clean and efficient, and it will definitely kill them. Even if the Metropolitan Police Department comes, they won’t be able to find anything.”

"No, no need..." Cheng Shi realized that the man in front of him was a demon, and his revenge was child's play compared to him.

“But if you don’t use these methods, they will both be charged with murder, and you won’t have time to kill Black Rock,” the masked man said with some distress.

Behind the reef, Conan had already prepared the tranquilizer dart. This guy was definitely the Black Organization member that Mr. Shinjo had mentioned. It turned out that Mr. Shinjo hadn't lied to him; the name of that drug really was APTX-4869.

“You said it yourself, the police already know about their crimes, and they will punish them…” Narumi said, her hands trembling. “If, if they can be put in jail, then I can consider my revenge successful…”

Hearing Narumi say those words, Shinjo, hidden behind his mask, breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, he was really afraid that Narumi would agree immediately; if that happened, he would have no choice but to leave Dr. Narumi to fend for herself.

Just then, Shinjo suddenly sensed danger. Without hesitation, he lunged forward and tackled Narumi to the ground. At the same time, a gunshot rang out, shattering the symphony of sound.

"This is..." After the gunshot, Narumi was completely terrified.

At that moment, Shinjo spotted the distinctive sneakers peeking out from behind the reef. He patted Sungshin on the shoulder and slipped a business card into his hand. “Go find that little guy behind the reef, take him and run 500 meters south. There’s a speedboat there, and someone on board will pick you up.”

Chapter 32 Jiang Xiaobai, the Traitor to the Organization

"That was a gunshot, wasn't it?" Cheng Shi felt his body was somewhat out of control.

"Conan, take Narumi with you. They're not after you." Shinjo didn't care about pretending anymore.

"Mr. Shinjo, it's you..." Conan looked surprised. He had thought the organization was recruiting new members, but it turned out to be one of their own. Although he had a feeling he had expected it the moment the gunshot rang out, he still couldn't accept it when the fact was right in front of him.

"Go!" By the time they get here, you'll be dead, if not dead.

As Shin-cheng spoke, he had already drawn his pistol, but at this moment, he began to feel uncertain.

He was certain that the shot had come from the opposite hillside, and judging from the sound, it was probably a PSG-1 sniper rifle. The only people in the organization who used that kind of gun were probably that madman Chianti and Cohen. He wondered who Gin had brought with him, or if he had brought them all together.

This gun has a range of 800 meters, which is far superior to the Glock in his hand.

The enemy has a range advantage and a terrain advantage on the mountain. On the other hand, the water level on our side is not high enough. Even if we jump into the sea, we cannot dive deep and will be riddled with bullets.

At this moment, all the villagers on the island were gathered at the community center, where the chanting was enough to mask the gunfire. The only ones who could hear the gunfire were Kogoro Mouri and Koshimizu. Hopefully, they were quick-witted enough to call for help soon.

On the hillside, Gin held his gun, and after seeing that he had missed with his first shot, he was in no hurry to fire a second one.

"Gin, an adult and a child have run out from behind the rocks. They're unarmed," Chianti's slightly excited voice came through the headset. "Should we kill them?"

“Our target is only Jiang Xiaobai,” Gin said slowly. “His death won’t attract the attention of the Metropolitan Police Department, but those two will.”

"Tch!" Chianti immediately said, "You actually missed with that shot just now. Do you want Cohen and me to help you?"

“If it really is him, it’s normal that we missed.” Gin handed the sniper rifle to the person next to him, took out his Beretta from his jacket pocket, and checked the bullets. “You guys keep an eye on him and don’t let him run out from behind the reef. Vodka and I will go down and flank him.”

Chianti looked very dissatisfied, as if she thought Gin was making a mountain out of a molehill.

“Brother, wouldn’t it be better if we just waited on the hillside?” Vodka said, frowning. “That Jiang Xiaobai guy won’t get away.”

"Who told you he can't escape?" Gin walked very fast. "The tide will come in. Right now, he's probably waiting for the tide to completely submerge the reef, and then he'll take the opportunity to dive and escape. He's used this method many times before."

Just then, Gin's phone rang. He glanced at the number, frowned, thought for a moment, and then hung up.

Not long after, the phone rang again, and this time Gin's expression turned very bad.

Sensing Gin's increasingly cold aura, Vodka couldn't help but shiver. He didn't know which unlucky guy was calling his boss at this time, but he was certain of one thing: this guy was going to be in trouble.

"Okay, I understand." Gin hung up the phone after saying just that, and the rage that Vodka had expected did not materialize.

Seemingly noticing Vodka's confusion, Gin sighed helplessly, "Rum, he wants to be captured alive. When you capture him, just hide behind me."

“Brother, actually…” Vodka was about to express his loyalty when Gin rudely interrupted him.

"That guy's grappling skills are amazing, I don't want to kill you." Gin glanced at Vodka and then continued heading towards the beach.

Vodka's lips twitched. Give me back my gratitude!

Xincheng tried to peek out to observe the situation outside, but each time he peeked out for no more than 2 seconds, a bullet would fly past his head and face. If it weren't for his prosthetic eye's timely warning, he would already be wounded.

Fortunately, the water was already waist-deep by then. Just then, Nishimoto and Kawashima woke up groggily. They were about to ask how they ended up in the water when they saw an "assassin" holding a pistol and wearing a white smiling mask.

"How much did Black Rock pay you? I can give you double. Don't kill me!" Kawashima said as he backed away.

On the other side, Nishimoto also realized what was happening and immediately said, "I have money too. Whatever amount Black Rock gives you, I'll give you back the same amount."

Just then, a gunshot rang out, and Kawashima was shot in the head, a bloody hole appearing on his head. He fell backward onto the sea, beyond saving.

"Did you still think Blackrock wanted to send people to kill you?" Shinjo said with a smile. "Maybe before, but not anymore. Someone else has their eye on Blackrock's business, and you're all just obstacles, understand?"

"I can back out!" Nishimoto looked a little crazy, but he still had his senses. He knew that he couldn't rush out now, or he would suffer the same fate as Kawashima.

"Just wait, when the tide comes in, we'll have a chance to survive." As Xincheng spoke, he suddenly leaned out to look at the shore.

Gin and Vodka had reached the beach, more than 100 meters away. Before he could confirm the exact distance, a bullet appeared within the prosthetic eye's detection range.

As he pulled his head back, he aimed at Gin and vodka and pulled the trigger.

The dense barrage of 33 bullets flew towards Gin and Vodka's location like a splash of water. However, the pistol's range was limited; after 50 meters, the bullets scattered like petals from a fairy's shower, and neither Gin nor Vodka dodged.

"Give up the resistance. Rum said he's going to take you back." Gin began searching for usable cover.

"Hey Gin, for the sake of our old colleague relationship, could you let me off the hook?" The hoarse voice rang out again, "You can't catch me now anyway."

“There are two snipers watching from the hillside. How could we not catch you when the two of us are here to capture you? Or do you think you have a chance to escape?” Vodka said, shifting his position as he spoke.

Just as he entered the bunker, a series of bullets struck the sand nearby.

"Don't speak, he can locate things by sound." Gin said, then quickly rolled over.

Sure enough, several bullets appeared where he had just been standing. Moreover, Jiang Xiaobai behind the reef seemed to have anticipated the direction of his roll, and a series of bullets swept over him along the trajectory of his roll. One bullet even grazed his cheek.

Just then, a sniper rifle shot rang out, and the pistol that was firing suddenly went silent.

Vodka saw an opportunity and rushed forward, but he was quickly forced back by a barrage of bullets.

Chapter 33 People Who Disappeared in the Tide

"Chianti, how can your marksmanship be so bad! His hand was out there for so long, and you still didn't hit him," Vodka complained from behind the rocks. "This isn't like you at all."

“I fired that shot just now, and I’m pretty sure I hit the target,” Cohen’s voice came through the headset.

Upon hearing that it was Cohen who fired the shot, Vodka immediately shut up.

The next second, another gunshot rang out, and the bullet hit the hand again.

"He hit him! Both his hands are now useless," Chianti said excitedly. But the next second, a barrage of bullets slapped her across the face like a giant hand.

Vodka and Gin were hiding behind cover. Vodka was out of options. Further ahead was waist-deep water, which would make movement difficult and, combined with the noise they made, would likely make them easy targets.

Gin was planning a route to the reef, and because he knew the enemy might have guns, everyone in the operation was wearing bulletproof vests.

A 9mm pistol wouldn't pose a threat to them, but adding a fully automatic version to that pistol changes everything. I really don't know where this guy got this weird firearm from.

"Brother, who is this guy? He's so troublesome." Vodka fired two shots at the reef.

Once a pistol bullet exceeds fifty meters, it becomes completely uncontrollable; a sea breeze blows it off course by a wide margin. He was met with a barrage of incredibly accurate bullets, one of which blew his hat off.

“Code name, Jiang Xiaobai, is a traitor to the organization, a very capable guy, even more troublesome than Rye. A year ago, the BOSS personally gave the order to assassinate him, with Vermouth cooperating with Calvados to carry it out, but now it seems he faked his death that time.” Gin attached a silencer to his pistol and then said into his earpiece, “Chianti, Cohen, we’re making too much noise. If anyone comes, draw their attention to the mountain and then retreat. Vodka, you attach a silencer too, don’t attract the people from the village.”

Vodka nodded and took a silencer out of his pocket and attached it to his gun.

Xincheng withdrew his hand. At this moment, two bullets were embedded in his arm. After pulling out the bullets, the dented metal inside was exposed.

"This is……"

"A prosthetic limb." Shinjo looked at the seawater that was already up to his chest, then looked at Nishimoto beside him. "You should be able to dive, right? Dive out, dive as far as you can, don't surface for more than 3 seconds, swim as far as you can."

Looking at Kawashima floating on the sea, Nishimoto nodded heavily, took a deep breath, and dived out.

The black sea and the darkness of night provided him with excellent cover, and neither Chianti nor Cohen's bullets went off.

Just then, Gin's pistol fired, six shots in a row, all hitting Nishimoto's position, leaving a crimson stain on the seawater.

Shinjo didn't stand on ceremony with him, firing a burst of bullets at Gin. His prosthetic eye clearly saw that only one of Gin's six bullets hit Nishimoto, and it was just a graze, which was why Nishimoto hadn't shown himself.

Having confirmed that Jiang Xiaobai was still behind the reef, Gin changed his magazine and had Vodka provide cover fire, while simultaneously lunging towards the reef.

The other side has already sent out guinea pigs. Once the guinea pigs have successfully escaped, the main target should also start escaping.

The two snipers on the hillside were starting to question their existence. They were certain they had hit the other's arm, and more than once, but for some reason, the other side could always fire again after each miss, as if they had never hit him at all.

"When did your sniping skills become so bad? Or is that arm fake?" Vodka couldn't hold back any longer and started taunting him.

"Shut up, you guy whose hat got knocked off!" Chianti said, somewhat agitatedly emptying a magazine.

"It's time to retreat." Just then, Cohen began packing his things.

“But…” Chianti was clearly unwilling, but after seeing the torches and flashlights on the way up the mountain, she had no choice but to retreat.

After hearing the two snipers retreat, Gin quickened his pace. Once he was within range of the pistol, he risked firing a few shots at the Glock's location, which hit the gun directly.

The next second, Glock exploded, and as the red flames lit up, Gin charged towards the reef.

At the same time, another Glock and half a white mask appeared behind the reef, and several bullets hit his shoulder and chest.

Gin paused only briefly before continuing his charge toward the reef, firing his gun at the masked man at the same time.