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

"Vodka, I want to give you a reasonable explanation. Tell me why Yan Shuangying didn't die?"

————Yan Shuangying is not dead?

Under Vodka's sunglasses, his eyes were filled with shock.

He really didn't expect that Yan Shuangying was not dead.

In such a huge collapse, even a master like Gin who had prepared a retreat for himself was killed without a burial place. How come Yan Shuangying, who was completely unprepared and even delayed his escape time in order to save others, was able to get out alive?

Is that guy actually human? Isn't the term "half-human, half-ghost" an exaggeration, but a realistic description?

"You should know that I don't mind spending a little more time to understand the situation of the action team."

Binga's voice was cold.

His finger was on the trigger of the pistol, as if he would shoot and kill Vodka at any moment.

However, Vodka knew that Binga would never kill him at this time, so he spoke with forced calmness.

"I do not know."

"Gin and Yan Shuangying died together in the abandoned theater. I was in the safe house, ready to pick up Gin, but I didn't see either of them. Gin was dead at that time, so how do I know Yan Shuangying is not dead?"

Binga's eyes fell on Vodka.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

He put the gun away, sneered and turned away.

"I hope you really don't know, instead of pretending not to know!"

Chapter 312 Death Merchant (4/5)

"Boss, it's just a Fujiang chaebol, do you need to take it so seriously?"

The young man standing next to the Death Merchant, Brian D. Kadokura, asked.

The young man had a scar on his face, and he was wearing a leather jacket with a belt underneath. His eyes were sharp, and his appearance alone made it clear that he was a battle-hardened mercenary in Southeast Asia.

The reason why he appeared in Hokkaido was because of Brian D. Kadokura's dispatch.

"After all, this country has banned guns for many years, and the mafia organizations only have a few hundred handguns."

"The mercenaries and equipment you brought earlier alone are enough to destroy the entire Fujiang Financial Group overnight. Asking me to bring another batch of elite troops is a bit too much of an overestimation of the Fujiang Financial Group."

There was a hint of disapproval in the young man's voice.

Although he may not be a big deal in the meat grinder battlefield of modern warfare like that of Damao and Ermao, he is definitely a crushing figure in modern street fighting where ordinary firearms and naked eye aiming are still used.

Whether it is hand-to-hand combat, melee, or conventional firearms, he can be considered a T1 level character.

The elite mercenaries he brought with him, although individually not as strong as him, were elite soldiers who had emerged from the treacherous battlefields of Southeast Asia. Seriously, with just these elite mercenaries, it would be no problem for him to wipe out the headquarters of the Axe River Chaebol within 30 minutes.

"…Just a precaution."

"What if the first patriarch of the Fujiang chaebol left behind something truly precious, and other factions started fighting for it? I'd need even more guards and equipment to protect my treasures."

Brian D. Kadokura rested his right elbow on the armrest of the chair and rested his cheek on his palm.

This man who looks like he has entered middle age still has the sharpness to kill without blinking an eye. Unlike fools like Axie Takuzo who think they are brave and brave, he is a ruthless guy who really dares to pick up a gun and go to the battlefield to kill people.

Of course, he did not take the Fujiang chaebol and the self-righteous Fujiang Takuzo seriously.

What he was worried about was the criminal organization that was somewhat active in the Hokkaido area and had influence all over the world... After all, the Axe Zaiba seemed to be the criminal's obvious target.

The people brought earlier were certainly enough to deal with the idiots of the Fujiang chaebol, but they seemed insufficient to face that criminal organization.

"Oh, by the way, Webster, I have one more thing I need you to do..."

The Death Merchant had not yet finished his words.

The door of the room was suddenly opened.

A pistol appeared in Webster's hand, and the crosshairs of the pistol were accurately aimed at the head of the person who pushed open the door. As long as he wanted, the guy who suddenly pushed the door open would be shot in the head in the next second.

But the man did not die after all, because he was an acquaintance of Webster and Brian. Otherwise, with Webster's reaction speed and American Iai skills, the man would have been shot in the head the moment he pushed the door.

"Old, boss..."

Brian D. Monkura's female secretary saw Webster's presence and her legs trembled a little.

Others don’t know the strength of this man, but as an old employee who has followed Menkura all the way from Southeast Asia to the United States and then to Japan, she certainly knows how terrifying and dangerous this man is. Her behavior just now might have almost cost her life!

If she were given another chance, she would definitely knock on the door before coming in instead of just pushing it open.

"Deputy, the deputy and his men have already set up operations at the airport. They are ready to take action as soon as the troupe arrives."

"Besides that, our spy planted within the Fujiang chaebol sent a report saying that the headquarters of the Fujiang chaebol had been invaded. Fujiang Takuzo is suspected of having lost important documents. He is now furious and has accelerated the mobilization of manpower..."

"In three days at the latest, the Fujiang chaebol will be able to gather all the underground forces in this city."

The female secretary was trembling, but Brian and Webster looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

"Hahahahaha, Boss, it seems that this clown really wants to have a fight with us."

Webster's smile had turned cold and full of sarcasm.

"Should we wait until he cracks the secret of the Star-Edge Blade before we take action? Or should we investigate further to see if there are other people who might be able to crack the secret of the Star-Edge Blade and then kill this clown directly?"

————Is there such a person?

Brian D. Menkura tapped his forehead lightly with his fingers and thought to himself. He knew that Webster never spoke without evidence. As the saying goes, there is no smoke without fire. He probably found out something that he didn't know.

He looked at the female secretary, who spoke in a panic.

"Boss, it is said that the second generation head of the Fujiang chaebol also has records of searching for the Fujiang chaebol's great secret treasure."

"It's just that because the second generation has always been devoted to education, he was belittled by Fujiang Takuzo and didn't put much effort into it, so he was ignored... However, it is said that the second generation of the Fujiang family has a good friend."

"That good friend is still dedicated to finding the great secret treasure of the Fujiang chaebol even after the death of the second generation of the Fujiang chaebol."

"Give me some time and manpower, I can dig out the true identity of that friend! Absolutely!"

The Death Merchant nodded slightly and signaled the female secretary to leave.

He waited until the female secretary closed the door before he looked at the ace mercenary next to him again. He continued speaking only after the ace mercenary nodded slightly.

"You can go make the arrangements now. Once I give the order, you will kill Fu Jiang Takusan and the group of elders."

Webster nodded and left immediately without any hesitation.

Suddenly, Brian D. Kadokura was the only one left in the room.

His eyes fell on the city street scene outside the window.

It was almost late at night, and in this not-so-developed city, the lights were gradually becoming sparse, completely different from the big cities in the United States.

"...What exactly is the secret treasure of the Fujiang chaebol?"

Brian D. Kadokura asked in a low voice.

"What kind of secret treasure would require such a complex search? What was the original head of the Fujiang chaebol thinking behind burying his treasure in the mountains? Was it to avoid the consequences of the Second Great War?"

"I hope the Axe River Financial Group's secret treasure is powerful enough. I don't want to waste my energy and manpower on something like this."

————Although the first generation of the Axe River chaebol was a humanoid creature.

However, even humanoid creatures should leave valuable wealth to their descendants, not to mention a great secret treasure that can reverse the situation of war, which should be worth a lot of money, right?

Chapter 313 Kudo Shinichi is a vixen! (5/5)

"...News are getting more and more fake these days. The world's number one illusionist is a killer for a criminal organization?"

"Using low-frequency music, he was able to cause hundreds of people to suffer mass hallucinations and even kill each other? And then he mastered a variety of hallucinogenic smoke bombs, had excellent marksmanship and agility, but in the end he was shot dead by brave officers from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department?"

Hattori Heiji's eyes became more suspicious.

Didn't the person who wrote this report think about it? What kind of killer must he be to be shot dead by a Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department officer? It has absolutely nothing to do with the previous description.

Moreover, where in this world is there a killer who can cause hundreds of people to suffer from mass hallucinations by using low-frequency music?

He had been a detective for so many years, solving thousands of cases, but how come he had never seen such an exaggerated and outrageous killer? Had the local news media in Tokyo become so corrupt and full of lies?

"And what's with this other criminal organization? It's outrageous enough that there's a Black Organization that I'm completely unaware of, and now there's another mysterious organization that's on par with the Black Organization? How many monsters and demons are there in this world?"

"Also, the world's number one illusionist? Why would you become a killer if you're already so successful? Not for money, not for profit, but just for fun?"

The famous detective from Kansai frowned and read the Beika Town Express again and again.

The only thing that isn't fake news here is the sub-headline: "The return of the half-human, half-ghost, urban legend of the ultimate gunslinger: the invincible Yan Shuangying returns to his loyal Beika Town."

"...Could it be that Yan Shuangying was killed by that illusionist, and the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department took the credit?"

Hattori Heiji muttered.

At this moment, the news broadcast on TV happened to reach the Tokyo city news section.

Last night, renowned thief Kaito Kid failed in his attempt to steal the Sapphire Star, the jewel of destiny, from the stage of the Universe Theater. Makiri, a star of the Universe Theater troupe, gave a victory speech and announced that she would be touring Hokkaido.

According to Ms. Makiri, the defeat of Kaito Kid was possible thanks to the assistance of the dormant detective, Kogoro Mori. It must be said that Detective Mori's talent is truly reliable...

"What's reliable? It's that Kudo kid who's taking action again, right?"

Hattori Heiji muttered.

Hattori Shizuka, her mother who was watching TV next to her, turned around and looked at Hattori Heiji.

This woman who looked like a Yamato Nadeshiko did not hear clearly what Hattori Heiji had just said. She was about to ask another question, but she heard Hattori Heiji speak loudly at this moment.

"Mom, I want to go to Hokkaido and see the touring performance of 'Josephine'!"

————Hmm? Are you the kind of person who would watch "Josephine"?

There was a hint of doubt in Hattori Shizuka's eyes.

But she also knew that Hattori Heiji was really troubled by Toyama Kazuha and Ooka Koyo during this period, so she turned a blind eye and did not stop Hattori Heiji's decision.

I had just watched Hattori Heiji quickly pack up his luggage and run away from the back door through the alley.

The doorbell at the main entrance of the Hattori family rang at the same time. Hattori Shizuka didn't even need to look to know that it was Toyama Kazuha and Ooka Momiji who were standing at the door on time, ready to go out for a karuta duel with her eldest son.

She shook her head, stepped on her wooden shoes, and spoke softly to the girls who were arguing with each other.

"Heiji is out for something. He won't be home for a few days. You can come back in a few days."