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

Unlike Rei Furuya, Pramya never regarded Rei Furuya as an opponent, but only as a hunting target.

But Yan Shuangying is different. If she wants to take Yan Shuangying as her hunting target, she must be prepared to become Yan Shuangying's hunting target as well, only then can she win this duel.

despair.

Leather boots stepped on the ground.

Pramya jerked back, dodging another bullet and releasing the submachine gun, which was now empty of bullets.

Her good hand suddenly grabbed the pistol hanging from the belt on the outside of her thigh. She rolled on the ground without caring about her manners. The originally black jacket was instantly stained with gray, and the hook lock that she had used in the museum before was taken out again.

However, there was no anger in Pramya's heart, because she had to devote herself to the battle.

The imminent pressure of death was approaching her rapidly. The continuous mental pressure did not crush her, but made her want to win this life-and-death battle even more - the wound on her shoulder was still bleeding.

The effects of excessive blood loss gradually became apparent, but were overshadowed by the surge of adrenaline.

She simply wrapped the grappling hook around her other arm, which was almost unable to exert any strength, and threw the hook directly at the nearby windowsill. The grappling hook easily landed on the edge of the windowsill, and Pramya's pistol also fired at this moment.

boom! boom! boom!

Gunfire rang out.

The chain of the hook should have enabled Pramya to escape in a manner almost like she did when she escaped from the Suzuki Museum, but it failed.

A strong pulling force acted on her arm, and blood immediately came out from her wrist.

Her body was pulled by the hook and flew into the air in an instant. However, at this moment, the chain, which was extremely inconspicuous in the night, was directly hit by the bullet and broke instantly!

Boom————

Pramya’s body falls heavily on the ground.

She raised her head and stared at the black figure, but found that the other party was still as calm and composed as when he just appeared in front of her. The shots she had just fired had no effect at all.

Yan Shuangying even stood there and watched her move with the grappling hook before he started to break the chain!

"Let me see what tricks you have up your sleeve. Show me all of them!"

The man in black walked towards Pramya, speaking in a mocking tone.

One step, one step, and another.

Pramya silently counted the steps and calculated the distance in her mind.

When the man in black approached her, she slapped the ground and rushed towards the man in black. She rolled her body, touched the belt hanging on her thigh, and pulled out a dagger with a cold glow.

She grabbed the dagger and instantly slashed it towards the black-clad man's leg——

The knife was fast and accurate. If it were an ordinary person, the leg muscles would have been cut off immediately, and the person would eventually lose the ability to move one leg. Unfortunately, Pramya chose the wrong opponent.

Her body functions were not as good as before, and her speed was far less than she had judged.

A heavy kick silently caught up with her abdomen, and the huge force made her whole body fly backwards and hit the wall hard. What was even more deadly was that her opponent chose to give chase at this moment.

Two eagle claws slashed out from Yan Shuangying's cuffs, reflecting the moonlight from the street lamp, looking extremely deadly.

call out----

The biting cold light tore through the air, making a sound like tearing brocade.

Pramya, who was used to moving without protective gear, subconsciously used her arm to block the oncoming blade. The next moment, she felt a painful response from the outside of her arm—the knife marks were so deep that the bone was visible.

With no way to retreat, she gritted her teeth and instead of avoiding the damage, she rushed forward, dragging the battle into hand-to-hand combat. Her knee directly hit Yan Shuangying's abdomen, but the other eagle claw had been waiting there for a long time.

The two sides passed each other after contact.

Deep scars suddenly appeared on Pramya's body, and her eyes were fixed on Yan Shuangying.

She finally realized that under such circumstances, she could not possibly be Yan Shuangying's opponent. However, this did not mean that Yan Shuangying would win this life-and-death battle——

Because she has a two-color liquid grenade on her body, hidden inside her bun hairstyle.

"Yan Shuangying——"

Ignoring the knife marks on his thigh, Pramya roared the name of the intruder, stepped on the ground with his leather boots, accelerated with his last strength, and pretended to attack Yan Shuangying again.

She knew that although Yan Shuangying said that others were arrogant, he himself was actually an extremely arrogant guy.

If Yan Shuangying had been cautious enough, she would have been dead when she checked her weapons, and there would have been no chance to take out the bomb hidden in her hair, and both parties would not have died together.

However, Yan Shuangying will never have this opportunity again————

As Pramia approached Yan Shuangying at a high speed, her palm slid across the bun on the back of her head and touched the two-color liquid grenade hidden by her hair and fixed inside the bun by a headband.

However, she felt nothing.

Perhaps because the pain from the wound was too intense, she didn't even notice that her hair had become loose, and the two-color liquid grenade hidden in it had disappeared silently!

Did it fall beside it when it just fell from the hook? Or did it fall beside the wall when it just hit the wall?

She quickly recalled when her hair became loose.

Then, Pramya saw the man open his palm and asked in a cold and calm tone.

"Pramya, is this what you are looking for?"

————Two-color liquid grenade.

After Pramya pulled the battle into hand-to-hand combat, the moment the two passed each other, Yan Shuangying directly pulled out the two-color liquid grenade hidden in Pramya's hairstyle.

Unfortunately, Pramya didn't seem to realize this, perhaps this was the only loophole.

Yan Shuangying had retracted the eagle claws into his sleeves at some point.

The hand that wasn't holding the two-color liquid grenade was holding a black pistol, the muzzle of which was pointed at the head of the charging Pramya.

"Remember? I told you that it's impossible for a fool to kill me, not even you."

"Now, I want to ask you a question——"

The man in black looked at Pramya and said.

"Tell me, Pramya, does your head still move?"

A flame will eventually burn out, even if it is fueled by blood.

The bomber was no longer able to move the body named "Pramya". Excessive blood loss, gunshot wounds, and knife wounds were all affecting her body functions. She might be able to dodge the pistol shooting at close range.

but not now.

boom!

The fire of unrealistic hatred was finally extinguished.

————The end of the play.

Chapter 124 A life-threatening situation (1/5)

Half-human, half-ghost, the best with a sharpshooter, this is the title given to the urban legend by the criminals in Beika Town.

He seemed so perfect, with no flaws in intelligence, hand-to-hand combat, gun shooting, or any other aspect—no one could kill him unless they could find that fatal weakness.

Gin thought he had found this weakness.

As early as when Vermouth told him about Calvados' death, he already knew how to make the urban legend of Beika Town disappear permanently, and he had completed the preliminary preparations for the plan.

In line with the plan left by Vermouth before she left, he was certain that Yan Shuangying would die in this ambush——

After all, Yan Shuangying is just a powerful person, not a real ghost or a supernatural creature. He will be injured if shot and will die if blown up by a bomb.

"Boss, the preparations have been completed in Curacao."

Vodka's gaze paused briefly at the police car that was speeding past to investigate the crashed helicopter.

Then, he turned his attention to the road conditions, and used the corner of his eye to look at the message content that just appeared on his mobile phone, and spoke in a heavy tone, but with a hint of excitement.

"If everything is just as you expected, then Yan Shuangying is dead!"

Gin sat in the back seat of the car, a dangerous curve at the corner of his mouth.

His mood, which had been messed up by the matter with Vermouth, improved a little at this moment. He directly reached out and took Vodka's phone and looked at the message sent by Curacao.

The Tokyo Tribunal has already overturned the original verdict, and the woman has already begun to act according to our request.

[Currently, peripheral members and codenamed members of the Tokyo organization's base have gathered outside Tokyo as you requested. We expect to complete the ambush site by tomorrow. The Fujiang Zaibo has also begun operations as agreed.]

【Sender: Curacao】

----very good.

Gin threw the phone aside, not caring whether it was his own phone or not.

He leaned back on the sofa, and the night when Piske was shot appeared in front of his eyes. He had seen the figure in the black coat through the sniper rifle's sniper scope - oh, it was as scary as the dark god of death.

Although Gin had never been afraid of anything, when he saw the urban legend, he couldn't help but feel murderous intent in his heart. He was determined to kill this guy no matter what means he used.

Now that the preparations are complete, he can finally kill Yan Shuangying himself————

Tomorrow will be the anniversary of Yan Shuangying’s death!

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drip.

An email notification appeared on the laptop monitor.

The big dog, which looked exceptionally docile and cute, circled around the chair and barked twice, attracting the attention of the man who was checking the files.

He walked over and looked at the email message on the computer screen——

There was a hint of sadness in Sakaguchi Masayoshi's eyes.

This was an email message from a client who had defended a case he had previously taken on. He still remembered that it was a defense case involving teenage bullying that concerned him the most.

At that time, his opponent was the famous lawyer Eri Kisaki.

Although Eri Kisaki is known as an undefeated lawyer, Masayoshi Sakaguchi, as a famous lawyer in the field of juvenile crimes, did not think that he would lose in such a civil case, but he did lose.

Although Masayoshi Sakaguchi argued for his rights, Eri Kisaki also asked the client to give the highest compensation amount allowed by law.

However, the accused bullies and their families showed no remorse at all. They would rather pay several times more money than apologize to the bullied children, and even said it was just a prank.

The person who was wrong was not him, but the child who couldn't take a joke.

In the end, Eri Kisaki and her client parted ways unhappily, and told Masayoshi Sakaguchi that she could help Sakaguchi appeal and she would not defend the client a second time.