Ke Xue: I have a knife, and you still dare to fight me?

Can't think clearly.

Amuro Tooru took out a small wire and quickly opened the door to the Kurokawasaki Tsukishima residence.

This time, he planted the listening devices in several more secluded locations.

As he opened the door to an unused room, he immediately saw a row of listening devices on the television screen—his own listening devices.

He knows it!

Amuro Tooru silently closed the door to the room.

He then planted two more listening devices before sneaking into Kurokawa Saki's room.

Before long, he had searched through Kurokawasaki Tsuki's room.

Of course, his actions were all observed by the crows outside the window.

On the beach in Izu.

Ai Haibara looked at the black face of Kawasaki Tsuki in front of her and suddenly it darkened. He also crumpled the soda can in his hand into a ball with one hand.

She asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"I'm a little angry."

"Yeah, I can see it."

"I want to go home."

"why?"

"Cut off Bourbon."

Ai Haibara raised an eyebrow.

She seemed to know what was going on.

"Has our house been visited by bourbon again?"

"He's going through my room right now."

Ai Haibara chuckled lightly: "Anyway, your room is easy to see at a glance. Do you really have something you're hiding that you don't want anyone to see?"

Seeing the slightly mocking expression on Ai Haibara's face, Tsuki Kurokawa said calmly, "He's going through your room now."

"!"

Ai Haibara's expression changed: "Is it too late for us to go back now?"

"What do you think?"

Kurokawa's house.

Amuro Tooru searched through Ai Haibara's room.

He opened the wardrobe and began to examine it.

Children's clothing.

It should be the room of the girl who looked like Shirley before.

So what is their relationship?

Amuro Tooru plans to have Kazami investigate later.

Amuro Tooru successfully learned Haibara Ai's name through the exercise book in his schoolbag in the room.

"Strange name."

Fortunately, thanks to Kurokawasaki Tsuki's reminder, Ai Haibara had stored all the research information on the drug at Professor Agasa's house.

There's basically nothing worth exploring in her room now; it's just a normal little girl's room.

Therefore, Amuro Tooru did not find any other useful information.

Just as he was about to leave.

A crow suddenly flew past him.

He seemed to vaguely sense that the crow's eyes were watching him.

The crow disappeared in the next second.

Amuro Tooru shook his head.

Illusion?

Suddenly, a blade pierced through the wall and hurtled straight toward his face.

Amuro Tooru's wide eyes quickly looked away.

Followed by.

Kurokawasaki Tsuki crashed through the wall and charged in, knife in hand.

"!"

Before Amuro could speak.

Kurokawa Saki slashed at his head.

Amuro Tooru immediately squatted down.

He immediately felt a cool sensation on the top of his head.

Golden strands of hair also drifted down.

Amuro Tooru touched the top of his head in shock.

I'm... bald?!

Before he could react, Kurokawa Saki Tsuki struck again.

Amuro Tooru continued to dodge to the side.

Kurokawa Saki's strike missed, but the floor that received it instantly cracked open with a terrifying fissure.

The cracks spread all the way to the wall.

really!

Without hesitation, Amuro Tooru scrambled to his feet and ran toward the gate.

However, just as he was about to grasp the doorknob, a knife flew from behind him.

It was inserted precisely above the door handle.

Amuro Tooru slammed on the brakes and pulled his hand back.

But Kurokawa Saki had already arrived behind him.

Kurokawa Saki drew a second sword from his waist.

He slashed straight at Amuro Tooru.

However, Amuro Tooru managed to dodge it with a leap.

But the gate was chopped to dust by that one blow.

The knife stuck in the gate sprang up and was caught by Kurokawa Saki.

Kurokawa Sakizuki, holding a sword in both hands, looked down at Amuro Tooru on the ground.

Amuro Tooru's pupils contracted sharply, and he unconsciously swallowed.

He frantically racked his brains for a solution.

However, he couldn't think of any other way to survive except to surrender.

Kurokawasaki Tsuki didn't have time to wait for him to speak.

He charged at Amuro Tooru with his twin swords.

Starburst Abandon Healing Slash!

Chapter Ninety-Four: Illusion

Kurokawasaki Tsuki swiftly wielded his twin swords.

In an instant, silver light splashed everywhere.

The sharp, gleaming blade flashed across Amuro Tooru's body.

Two more blows fell.

A wave of air surged outwards.

Kurokawasaki Tsuki stopped moving.

Amuro Tooru's clothes ripped to shreds.

Only the tattered cloth in front of the crotch remained.

Amuro Tooru's eyes widened.

Damn it, what is this guy trying to do?!

But he soon realized something was wrong.

Why do I feel so weak?

He stared blankly, wanting to speak, but his mouth seemed not to belong to him; he couldn't open it no matter how hard he tried.

"Puch."

Hundreds of bloody marks instantly appeared on Amuro's translucent body.

He instantly turned into a bloody mess.

Fresh blood kept splattering out.

The black Kawasaki Tsuki standing in front of him was also splattered with blood.

However, a sickly look flashed in Kurokawa Saki's eyes.

It was a look of extreme enjoyment.

Blood splattered on his face as well.

It splashed onto his lips.

However, Kurokawa Saki licked the blood from the corner of his lips.

Then he wore an expression of enjoyment.

Amuro Tooru stared blankly at the black Kawasaki Tsuki in front of him.

Kurokawasaki Tsuki just stared at him unmoved.

It's like a hunter waiting for his prey to die.

A smile played at the corners of his lips.

It was both ironic and cruel.

Amuro Tooru looked at the black Kawasaki Tsuki in front of him with resentment.

Am I going to die here?

No, you can't!

I still have many things to finish.

The organization, the organization hasn't been established yet...

But his eyelids grew heavier and heavier.

The constant loss of blood was no longer enough to support his thinking.

Various fragments of his life from childhood flashed through his mind.

Is this a scrolling marquee...?

Am I really going to die so hastily...?

Gradually, Amuro Tooru's perspective was plunged into darkness.