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"If you had just pulled out the pistol you had hidden in your clothes, you would be dead now."

"Fortunately, you didn't do such a stupid thing, otherwise, I would have to find another mouthpiece."

A gun was once again placed against Rei Furuya's head.

the man said.

"Go back and tell your superiors."

"Don't create trouble you can't solve, or he will pay a heavy price for it!"

Then, accompanied by pain, the light in front of Rei Fūya's eyes disappeared.

When he woke up, he was already lying in a hospital ward.

Inspector Fumihiro Yuya of the Public Security Ministry was sitting next to his bed.

He was wearing glasses and peeling an apple in his hand in a serious manner.

What if Rei Furuya didn't know that the other person was his colleague and came to visit him.

I'm afraid he would think that Kazami Yuya was a prison guard who was staring at him.

Brush————

The apple peel was peeled and fell to the ground.

Yuya Kazami picked up the apple peel and put it into the garbage bag next to him.

Then he noticed that Furuya Zero had woken up and asked with concern.

"Mr. Amuro, are you okay? Why were you unconscious at the scene of the shooting?"

"What happened to you? If Inspector Megure and I hadn't arrived at the crime scene together, you would have been taken to the detention center as a murder suspect!"

...The quality of the police officers in the Criminal Division seems to need improvement.

Fūya Rei wanted to say something, but he still felt some pain in the back of his head.

He coughed twice and spoke concisely.

"I saw a [ghost]."

"……ghost?"

Feng Jianyu was also a little confused.

"What the hell?"

"The ghost from "Half-human, Half-ghost, Number One Gun."

Furuya Rei said seriously.

"That guy is much more dangerous than we thought!"

"I have no doubt... if he regarded us as enemies, the damage he would cause us would be even more horrific than the damage the entire Black Organization has inflicted on us!"

Chapter 28: Koshimizu Nanatsuki's Coin

Not long after Rei Furuya entered the hotel to investigate the situation.

Inspector Megure, who had just handed over the situation to the Public Security Bureau police officers in the Ekoda area, and Yuya Kazami drove to the door of the hotel where the shooting incident described in Teitan Elementary School occurred.

They moved upwards eagerly and cautiously.

Some police officers who came with Inspector Megure began to set up cordons and drive away onlookers.

Officer Takagi Shigeru, Inspector Megure's right-hand man, began looking for lucky people in the hotel to take their statements.

During this period, Officer Takagi noticed a figure that looked inexplicably handsome and somewhat familiar appearing outside the cordon. He was about to call out to the man, but was stopped by a lucky person nearby.

"Officer Takagi, when can we leave? I have some business to discuss!"

"Ah, right away, right away... uh, not right away, maybe... maybe in a few hours?"

Takagi Wataru was stopped by the lucky crowd and was unable to escape for a while.

I could only watch the figure disappear from my sight, and for a moment, I felt a little depressed.

But inexplicably, he felt as if he was a little lucky, but he didn't know where this feeling of luck came from - if Furuya Rei was still conscious, then Furuya Rei would definitely know.

Because the back figure that Takagi Shigeru saw was none other than Nara Hikaru who had just left the hotel!

Not far away, Vermouth had changed her disguise and appearance.

Although the arm still looks a little unnatural, it is difficult for people to notice that something is wrong as long as the arm is not moved.

At this moment, the senior official of the Black Organization hid himself and observed the situation inside the hotel.

When I saw the Metropolitan Police Department's police cars had arrived, Calvados still hadn't come out.

Instantly, Vermouth knew the outcome of Calvados’s confrontation with that urban legend—

It was obvious that Calvados was dead, obviously dead.

Otherwise, in the event of such an emergency, Calvados, as a senior professional bootlicker, would at least send her a message to report his safety, in order to gain more favor from Vermouth.

However, as a master in this field, Vermouth certainly would not regard Calvados as an important person.

In her opinion, Calvados was dead and that was it.

What the organization lacks the least is peripheral members and grassroots members who can serve as code members of the action team.

The only pity is that I have to find another opportunity to train such a useful bootlicker in the future.

Didi————

Suddenly, a message alert sounded from Vermouth's phone.

She naturally took out her flip phone from her waist bag and glanced at the name of the sender.

【Letterer: Kurosawa Jin】

...Gin?

The face of the person corresponding to this note flashed through Vermouth's mind.

This was the first time in history. If there was nothing wrong, Gin would never contact her.

Because her relationship with Gin has never been harmonious.

At least Gin showed that he completely disdained her disguise skills.

Putting those noisy thoughts aside for the moment, Vermouth opened the message.

Chianti, Cohen, and a local cell member were killed.

[Vermouth, did your plan succeed? ]

[Sender: Kurosawa Jin]

Although Gin did not say who killed those three people.

But in Beika Town, if no one specifically points out who did it, then it is most likely the urban legend who did it.

Vermouth's fingers tapped subconsciously on the phone case.

She reviewed the other party's behavior pattern, then raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Hmm? That Asai Narimi is really related to the urban legend?"

The reason why Calvados made the mistake here was probably because of interference from the half-human, half-ghost people.

In other words, this is where the urban legend will appear today.

However, in order to save Asai Narimi, the other party first killed Chianti and Cohen, and then hurriedly drove to Teitan Elementary School to save Shirley and deal with Calvados...

"really interesting."

Vermouth felt as if she had grasped some pattern.

However, just as her fingers tapped the phone case subconsciously, her face froze.

Because the movement of her fingers triggered the trauma she suffered after being hit by the super football from the football man!

"Really... I'm doing this to protect you..."

She whispered in her heart.

He scanned the surroundings again and confirmed that the ghostly-looking guy had disappeared without a trace.

Then he got up and left, moving towards the planned safe point.

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In fact, the situation at Teitan Elementary School was more dangerous than Nara Mitsuru had expected.

He asked Nanatsuki Koshimizu to come just as a precaution.

After all, Haibara Ai has a special identity. If Vermouth noticed Haibara Ai, she would definitely come and get rid of her.

So, Nanatsuki Koshimizu is an expired high school detective.

With the help of the elementary school detective who has become a super soccer man, he should be able to deal with Vermouth.

However, Vermouth also brought a sniper bootlicker with him, which was beyond Nara Mitsuru's expectations.

Before today, he had never seen Calvados, so naturally he had no idea what was going on.

And inside the hidden alley.

Nanatsuki Koshimizu leaned against the wall, tossing the coin in her hand and watching it fly in the air.

Then she caught the coin and tossed it again - this was a way for her to pass the time when she was bored.

However, her focus wasn't entirely on her coins.

Instead, part of it fell on the shadow beside the wall, on the figure that appeared at some unknown time.

"You seem to be in a bad mood."

"What's wrong? Could it be that even a famous ghost would encounter some insurmountable difficulties?"

The overdue high school female detective raised a brow.

She still remembered the shock she felt when she had just investigated the truth of the Lavender Villa murder case and then saw the famous Shikoku high school detective Junya Tokatsu being shot to death by an unknown person.