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

Kaito Kidd's poker face is a little hard to maintain.

He finally understood why the pseudo-doctor he had just rescued was being hunted down.

It turns out that the person the other party is asking for help is this elusive half-human, half-ghost. The person chasing him is most likely some gangster gunman who is seeking revenge on the half-human, half-ghost!

At this moment, several members of the Black Organization who had been confused by Kuroba Kaito were a little confused.

They acted separately, but none of them found any trace of Kuroba Kaito and Asai Narimi.

Just when they were about to use the communicator to meet each other, the roar of the locomotive came from far away and slowly stopped.

The next moment, the black god of death came quietly.

Nara Mitsuru reached into the back of his black coat and took out two pistols.

Then, he walked into the alley with a calm expression.

He made no effort to conceal the sound of his footsteps.

Kuroba Kaito and Asai Narumi need to cover up, but he doesn't.

Tick, tick, tick, tick.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the alley and spread throughout the alley.

Although it was daytime, Kusuda Rikudo felt inexplicably chilled.

He held his pistol steady and glanced around every corner.

Trying to drive away the inexplicable chill in his heart.

However, he failed.

Because, at some point, a gun was already pressed against the back of his head.

"What, you..."

Kusuda Rikumichi immediately turned around and shot the person behind him.

However, the bullets that gushed out and pierced his head did not give him this chance.

With a thud, Kusuda Rikudo lay on the ground unwillingly and saw his own brains.

Nara Mitsuru didn't even bother to talk too much with these enemies.

He came here just to get rid of all these guys.

The half-human, half-ghost urban legend turned around.

The closest Cohen and Chianti are approaching here quickly.

Nara Hikaru heard it clearly.

As the most outstanding killer in Guandong Mountain, his hearing is so sharp that he can hear the slightest movement within a two-kilometer radius.

Even though he couldn't display his full power in Beika-cho due to the hustle and bustle of the city.

But it is not difficult to get rid of these black organization gunmen who are not even as good as bandits.

Gunshots rang out in the winding alley.

Everything goes quiet.

Vodka seemed to have sensed something.

He carefully leaned behind the trash can, hiding himself and waiting for the enemy to appear.

Until night.

Vodka just walked out of the bunker and saw the bodies of Cohen, Chianti and Kusuda Rikumichi.

They died, their deaths were meaningless.

"...half-human, half-ghost, the best spearman."

He murmured the title.

It seemed as if he saw the Grim Reaper in black standing in front of the Black Organization, waving the scythe that reaped lives.

There seems to be a ghost wandering around in Beika Town.

Besides, the ghost has come.

Chapter 21 Kaito Kidd, I want to ask you for something

Nara Mitsuru didn't know who the people he killed in the alley were.

Maybe he is a codenamed member of the Black Organization, or maybe just an ordinary peripheral member.

None of this matters. In Nara Mitsuru's opinion, there is no difference in difficulty in killing them.

All human beings are but flesh and blood, and if a bullet penetrates the heart or brain, the person will die.

Unless... it's a person whose heart is on the right side, or a person who can use ninjutsu to remove the heart.

After putting the two pistols back into his gun stocks, Nara Mitsuru turned around and walked out of the alley.

He was certain that after the gunshots rang out, the already panicked police officers nearby would definitely rush to the scene to investigate as soon as possible - although in Nara Mitsuru's opinion, these police officers seemed incompetent.

But there is at least one thing worth praising, that is, even though they know their own incompetence, they still dare to be on the front line.

It’s never a bad thing to be more confident, as long as it’s not blind.

Ding Dong————Ding Dong————Ding Dong————

The alarm sounded, coming closer and closer.

But when Inspector Megure and his men arrived at the place, they found nothing.

All that could be found were three cold bodies lying on the ground and a pistol beside them.

Although, due to the confidentiality agreement, Inspector Shiratori did not tell him about the situation inside the car company building.

But Inspector Megure is a veteran inspector of the Criminal Division after all. As long as he has investigated and collected evidence in the Forensic Division, he will naturally know something more or less. For example, he knows that the deceased all have the same identity characteristics.

Black clothes, pistols, well-trained...

Just like the three men in black who are now dead in the alley.

"It's time to contact Inspector Kazami."

Inspector Megure felt a little headache and rubbed his forehead.

It goes without saying that he will have to sign a confidentiality agreement like Inspector Shiratori.

Instead of waiting to go back to the Metropolitan Police Department to submit the case information and then go through a series of investigation procedures, he might as well wait here for the relevant personnel from the Ministry of Public Security to come and handle it.

"Inspector Megure! Look, this, this box..."

Officer Takagi's voice rang out from the nearby jeep.

Inspector Megure has a relatively high tolerance for this young police officer who has rich experience but is still a little green. He quickly walked to the side of Takagi Wataru and did not forget to ask questions.

"What's wrong? Takagi, what's the problem... Wait, what's the dent on this box..."

"A sniper rifle! What does he need a sniper rifle for from an urban legend?!"

Inspector Megure had just arrived at the jeep when he saw the empty box with an obvious dent in the box where items were placed.

Suddenly, his expression changed, knowing that the matter had become more serious.

According to his experience, this box is clearly a box for storing firearms. Moreover, it looks like a box for storing sniper rifles. There is even a recess inside specifically for placing a sniper scope!

"Contact Inspector Kazami right now... What? Brother Nakamori is here?"

"Don't let him in, stop him outside and tell him this matter has nothing to do with his daughter! If he gets involved, who knows, this matter might be related to his daughter!"

Inspector Ginzo Nakamori, who was stopped outside by the third search team officers, looked up, but was too far away to see clearly.

Although he fell to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, his functions were different from those of Inspector Megure.

Inspector Megure is an inspector in the Criminal Investigation Division of the First Investigation Division, specializing in handling various violent crimes, while he is an inspector in the Intelligent Crime Investigation Division of the Second Investigation Division, responsible for intelligent crimes such as theft.

Therefore, if Inspector Megure does not let him in, even if their ranks are equal, there is no way to force his way in.

"Damn it, why did it have to happen on Qingzi's way home..."

Ginzo Nakamori paced back and forth anxiously.

Because he was in a hurry, he even forgot to call Nakamori Aoko directly to ask if she was safe.

It wasn't until Aoko Nakamori appeared not far away with her schoolbag that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong, Dad? I just heard someone say there was a shooting here, so I came back to check..."

Before Aoko Nakamori could finish her words, Inspector Nakamori immediately held his daughter's hand seriously and spoke seriously.

"There's been a serious shooting here. You go home first. I'll be back after the investigation is finished. Be sure to stay safe today. Don't... What? Kuroba Kaito?"

"How would I know where Kuroba Kaito went? If you're worried, why not just give him a call and ask?"

When he saw Aoko Nakamori, the first thing he noticed was the safety of Kuroba Kaito who was returning home by the same route, rather than the safety of his father who was very likely involved in the investigation of the case.

Ginzo Nakamori felt like his little cotton-padded jacket had let the air out.

However, he did not have any ill feelings towards Kuroba Kaito. Although this kid liked to perform magic tricks, just like that Kaito Kid, he was not a bad person. It would be a pity if something happened to him.

However, when Ginzo Nakamori took out his cell phone and called Kaito Kuroba.

But there was a busy tone and no one replied.

But soon, a string of information popped up.

[Sorry, I'm busy right now. I'll contact you later! ]

[Sender: Kuroba Kaito]

"...Really? I finally showed some concern, and this is your attitude?"

Inspector Nakamori muttered and looked at Nakamori Aoko beside him.

If it was Aoko who called that kid Kaito, wouldn't the situation be completely different?

Besides, what could Kuroba Kaito be busy with? Was he fighting the gunman just now?

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