Conan: What's wrong with my Yan Shuangying's painting style?

Suddenly, he had an idea in his mind and said in a low voice.

"Sure enough, the reason why three members of the Junior Detective League were kidnapped, but Conan and Haibara Ai were not affected."

"The reason is that the names of Conan and Haibara Ai were not found in the police's internal electronic files. Therefore, when the kidnappers retrieved the police's internal electronic files, they mistakenly believed that Conan and Haibara Ai had not had any contact with Yan Shuangying in Dadujian."

"Could the kidnappers be the so-called Black Organization? And is this an act of revenge against Yan Shuangying?"

Bai Matan's hands moved away from the keyboard.

This computer is no longer useful. The Dark Night Baron virus just now formatted the entire computer at once. Now the computer's system needs to be reinstalled, not to mention connecting to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's internal electronic system as before.

He stood up, opened the door, and recalled the topographical layout map of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

Then, Detective Hakuba knocked directly on the door of the office of the Deputy Superintendent of Police in the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

He waited until Deputy Superintendent Moroboshi responded before pushing the door open. As soon as he entered, he got straight to the point.

"Mr. Moroboshi, I want to ask, what did Prosecutor Kusakabe want to talk to you about last night?"

Moroboshi Nodoff raised his head, a little surprised that Hakuba Inspector actually knew that Kusakabe Makoto came to see him last night. However, on second thought, Superintendent Hakuba had directly given Hakuba Inspector the same authority as him, so it was not surprising that he knew this.

Then, the Deputy Superintendent of Police supported his chin with his hands, and then he spoke seriously.

"It's about the prosecution procedures of Yan Shuangying by the Tokyo Public Prosecutors Office and the Ministry of Public Security."

"Kusakabe Makoto believed that the Tokyo Public Prosecutors' Office and Public Security Bureau should not prosecute Yan Shuangying, but he had no way to stop it. So, remembering that I had survived the Tokyo National Stadium incident thanks to Yan Shuangying's kindness, he asked me for help."

"The final result is that I can't easily decide the outcome of this matter, so I asked your father. However, the White Horse Superintendent said that the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department does not get involved in the internal affairs of the National Police Agency and the Ministry of Public Security."

"If you want to know more details, you'll have to go find your father, Hakuba-san."

————My father also knows about this? Am I the only one who doesn’t know?

Bai Matan frowned, realizing that something was going wrong.

Could it be that there is a traitor in the Japanese public security who is sowing discord?

Chapter 145: Shinde Tomoaki? Vermouth! (2/5)

Teitan Elementary School, school clinic.

Like Teitan High School, this place was closed for a day due to the [Pramya Explosion Incident] that happened last night. They were conducting internal security risk inspections and even took the opportunity to rectify the legend of Teitan Elementary School's [Seven Incredible Events].

After packing up the things in the infirmary of Teitan High School, Tomoaki Aida now came to Teitan Elementary School.

As the school doctor of both places, he had enough reasons to ask the archives for some information to facilitate his subsequent medical work. Now, he was looking through the internal information of Teitan Primary School in the school clinic.

"They're all photocopies... What a hassle! Do I have to go in and get the originals corrected?"

Tomoaki Aride turned another page, his eyes lingering on the name and enrollment date of "Edogawa Conan".

I was thinking about how to change it so that even if others got the paper student information of Teitan Elementary School, they would not be able to find any flaws in Kudo Shinichi's current identity - although it is estimated that no one would come to check Shinichi.

The commonly used medicines are neatly arranged next to it, and just looking at them can make people calm down.

However, Tomoaki Aride's heart could not calm down. He straightened up, feeling a little uneasy, as if something was about to happen. He stood up, put down the copy of Kudo Shinichi's file, and then turned around.

It is opposite the entrance of Teitan Elementary School's infirmary.

A black figure suddenly appeared there.

Shinide Tomoaki hadn't heard any movement or other slight noises just now, and there was only one person in the entire Beika Town who could hide from him and reach behind him without making any noise.

That is the urban legend of Beika Town, [half-human, half-ghost, the best gunslinger] Yan Shuangying!

The man in black, wearing a black coat and sunglasses, stared at Tomoaki Aida.

Even through his sunglasses, Tomoaki Arai could feel the black-clad man's extremely lethal and insightful eyes, which were like a hawk, ready to peck off a piece of flesh from him or tear open his face at any time.

And when Arata Tomoaki felt most dangerous, the man in black had a black pistol in his hand.

This black pistol has taken the lives of dozens or even hundreds of peripheral members of the Black Organization, allowing them to see their brains. Now, this pistol is pointed at his forehead, and if he does not take some [appropriate] action.

Then, Tomoaki Niide can be sure that the kill count of this pistol will soon increase by one.

"...Sir, you're not a member of the school staff, are you? It's closing time now, could you please leave?"

Shinde Tomoaki asked with a gentle smile.

Yan Shuangying was not at all disturbed by Xinchu Zhiming's disguise. He just said it affirmatively.

"Vermouth, don't play those ridiculous performance tricks in front of me."

"I've investigated thoroughly. The real Tomoaki Shinide was involved in a car accident during a mobile unit activity triggered by the Tokyo National Stadium bombing the day before yesterday. He's currently in the intensive care unit of Shinide Hospital, and his injuries could worsen and he could die at any moment."

"If you still choose to maintain your poor disguise in front of me, then you'd better dodge faster than the speed of the bullet in my hand, otherwise, you will definitely see your own brains here!"

————So, where did I get exposed? Are there any Yan Shuangying spies in Teitan High School and Teitan Elementary School?

Vermouth frowned, feeling quite surprised.

This is impossible. Teitan High School and Teitan Elementary School are closed now. There are only a handful of staff members inside. None of them can be Yan Shuangying's spy. How did Yan Shuangying accurately lock onto her disguised identity?

In order to prevent the wrong person from being arrested, he even went to Xinchu Hospital in person to make sure that the situation was correct before coming here?

"Okay, okay, what a boring man."

She no longer pretended to be a celebrity, but simply reached out and grabbed her disguise mask. With a tearing sound, she took it off, revealing the face of a famous star and her dazzling blonde hair.

"Yan Shuangying, I didn't expect you to find me so early. I'm totally unprepared for this—"

"However, I would like to propose a deal to you. I believe you will be very interested in what I want to trade."

Vermouth said with a smile, but that was just acting.

Yan Shuangying, who was standing not far in front of Belmode, seemed to be able to tear open Belmode's disguised shell and see the true emotions hidden in the other's heart. He said.

"So, what can you trade with me? If it's your life, then I don't think I need to trade with you, because your life will soon no longer belong to you."

buzzing————

The cell phone that Yan Shuangying placed in the pocket of his black coat vibrated three or four times in a row, as if someone had sent him many messages at this time, or perhaps many people had sent him messages at the same time.

He prefers the former because not that many people know his cell phone number.

"Relax, my dear. I believe my bargain is enough to buy back my life, and more."

Vermouth supported herself on the table behind her with both hands, leaning her body backwards as if resting her back on the edge of the table. She looked very relaxed, and it was definitely not a posture that was convenient for launching a sudden attack or escaping.

This further proves that Vermouth seems to be extremely confident in her trading items.

So, Yan Shuangying took out his cell phone with his other hand and finally asked.

"Then I'd like to hear it, Vermouth, what else do you have that's so valuable?"

"————Life, many lives."

Vermouth said with a smile.

"A secret makes a woman woman. But if I keep keeping it secret, I'm afraid the noun will change from 'woman' to 'corpse'."

The information on the mobile phone screen opens one by one————

Kudo Shinichi: Mr. Sakaguchi was assassinated outside the Tokyo District Court! Auntie Hime said Mr. Sakaguchi asked her to tell you something. He implores you to save the innocent child kidnapped by the Black Organization!

[Koshimizu Nanatsuki: Asai Narimi and I are heading to Nagano Prefecture. If nothing unexpected happens, we should be able to make it in time...]

[Hakuba Detective: Yoshida Ayumi, Kojima Genta, and Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko, members of the Junior Detective Team, were kidnapped by unknown persons.]

[Contact person: Hattori Heiji, missed calls x6]

Yan Shuangying pressed the answer button expressionlessly, and Hattori Heiji's Kansai accent came from the phone.

"Hey Hey hey?"

"Is that Yan Shuangying? I'm Hattori Heiji. Sakata Yusuke is missing now. He might have been kidnapped by someone!"

"I think the Black Organization is taking revenge against you. You need to pay attention to your safety. I'm going to ask Dad and that Bai Ma guy for help right now. As for the hostage situation... I'll try to resolve it!"

Hang up the phone————

The man in black raised his head and looked at Vermouth, then he said in a bad mood.

"You'd better not be kidding me, otherwise, I can guarantee that your death will look like a joke!"

Chapter 146 Death Game (3/5)

Yan Shuangying's voice was cold. Vermouth knew that the dark god of death was not joking with her, but was stating an extremely accurate fact - if Vermouth's bargain could not satisfy Yan Shuangying, then she would die.

But Vermouth could be sure that she would never die today, at this moment.

Because she knew one thing, one thing she knew, Gin knew, Rum knew too——

Yan Shuangying is a good man, and precisely because Yan Shuangying is a good man, Vermouth is certain that the information she has is definitely enough to redeem her life at Yan Shuangying's hands.

"Mr. Yan, I guess you should have received the news————about the [Game Start]."

"Gin thinks highly of you, so much so that he's willing to mobilize all of the Black Organization's arrangements in Tokyo to kill you inside Beika Town. Therefore, he's obtained all the case files within the Metropolitan Police Department to identify those connected to you."

"This is the prelude to the Death Game that Rum has arranged specifically for you."

Vermouth leaned on the edge of the table, her hands resting on the surface, her tone somewhat lazy.

"After you killed Calvados, Gin found me and asked me why Calvados was here... He told me at the time that if he couldn't find you, he would force you out."

"He'll find those who are related to you and kill them one by one, until you can't help but show up." (Note)

There was no need to listen any further, Yan Shuangying already knew what Rum's so-called "Death Game" was.

Now, members of the Junior Detective League, Masayoshi Sakaguchi's client, Yusuke Sakata and others have disappeared. I'm afraid they were all kidnapped by members of the Black Organization and became the [prizes] or [victory targets] of this game.

This behavior of not taking life seriously made Yan Shuangying feel a little angry.

He said coldly.

"I think there's more to you than that."

————Of course there’s more to it than that.

However, what I am going to talk about next is not [free content], but [paid content].

The corners of Vermouth's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a charming smile.

But this had no effect on Yan Shuangying. He had seen many women playing boring lustful tricks, and he had also seen poor people being played around by lustful tricks. He had even killed such a woman with his own hands.