Shinji Ikari, the pilot of Unit-01 during the Spirit Awakening Era

In Shinji Ikari's memory, the wealth represented by a house was enough to turn brothers against each other and sisters against each other among ordinary people, let alone now. You have to know that they are now surnamed Suzuki, and the wealth of the Suzuki family is incomparable to that of the original Hatamoto.

"What do you know? What does he know! He's just a damned man! If you hadn't gone back to your room, you would have been the first to die! It was you! It was you!!!"

"……puff."

“Youyu, you should at least show some respect for people…”

"No, that's too funny, sorry, I couldn't help it, hahaha... An ordinary person, trying to beat a sorcerer?"

"Maybe not..."

"Wow, you even managed to get your hands on something like this?"

"Fist gun?"

Chapter 82 On-site situation 9/20

"He even brought a silenced barrel, interesting!" Aso Yuu saw that Suzuki Ichiro, who was being stepped on by Ikari Shinji, had a strange outline imprinted on his clothes as he struggled. He reached out and touched it. Goodness, his eyes immediately changed. The young man was very well prepared. A Smith & Wesson M3913, a handgun that the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department had purchased in large quantities. He wondered where he got it from.

Asou Yuu ejected the magazine, pulled the bolt, and found that the gun was already chambered. His eyes narrowed, and he ejected all the bullets from the magazine. Good heavens, the magazine was full of 8 bullets.

While the power of firearms has become less absolute due to the resurgence of spiritual energy, it must be said that people's need for self-defense has increased, especially in sparsely populated areas or special circumstances, where the demand for safety is showing an exponential upward trend.

While the government's policy of providing only one type of firearm is nominally controlled, the black market for firearms is becoming increasingly rampant. Across the sea in the United States, the number of private gun manufacturing companies is constantly growing, with annual sales reports that seem unstoppable.

The direct result of this situation is that someone has done statistics. If all the data is correct and without errors, such as some companies falsifying accounts to deceive stock prices or directors, then the number of guns owned per capita in a certain beacon country is skyrocketing from 1.35 per capita. It has now moved to almost one decimal place. And this is based on statistics. The underground gun manufacturing is not included in the statistics.

But this isn't a country where people actually play live-action CS or PUBG every day, so why would they need such a terrifying number of firearms? Where do all these extra guns go? Naturally, they flow into overseas markets through various channels. Of course, given such a huge market, there are quite a few people doing this.

Therefore, getting guns in Japan is not a particularly difficult thing now. The gangs that were already doing similar business are now growing bigger and stronger, reaching new heights.

However, the fact that this young master was referred to by the Japanese as a "fist gun" (not a handgun, which is a huge disappointment) and brought onto this cruise ship basically confirms that this young master had premeditated the entire time. It was definitely not a crime of passion that was committed on a whim. The only difference is that he planned to kill a few people during this cruise trip.

No one present was stupid. The moment Asou Yuu pulled a pistol from Suzuki Ichiro, the entire scene fell silent. Suzuki Gosei sighed and nodded to Shoji beside him. At this point, the evidence and witnesses were all gathered. Even his confession, when he had just roared that Shinji Ikari should have been killed first, was tantamount to admitting that he had killed Suzuki Gosei. After all, "you should have been the first one to die!"

"Do you have cable ties to tie things up?" Shinji Ikari looked at the captain who was smiling bitterly not far away. Although this matter would ultimately be suppressed without hesitation to save face for the Suzuki family, and the news would be declared that Suzuki Gozo had died of illness at home, the young master of the family caught by Shinji would most likely not be imprisoned, but rather stripped of his family inheritance rights and imprisoned in a villa.

But here's the problem: the young master might get special treatment, but what about those of them who actually did the work? Suzuki Gozo's death on their ship almost certainly ruined their future. The entire crew would undoubtedly be targeted. Even if the Suzuki family ignored it, some of the middle and upper-level managers would punish the crew to appease them. That's why the captain had that bitter smile on his face. He had elderly parents and young children to support; finding another job wouldn't be easy.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" The captain, who was feeling depressed, suddenly came to his senses when he heard Shinji Ikari's call. As a ship, how could it not have such a convenient tool? So he immediately told the staff around him to fetch it for Shinji. Soon, under Shinji's command, several male waiters tied his feet with more than a dozen cable ties.

Then, amidst Ichiro Suzuki's low growls, Shinji Ikari, expressionless, twisted his fists back together, bound him tightly with more cable ties, and taped his mouth shut, leaving him writhing on the ground like a caterpillar.

"Find an empty room for him, or empty a room. Don't give him a chance to escape or commit suicide. Be careful," Shinji Ikari instructed, then glanced back at Mariko Suzuki, who had been shouting and yelling while they were tying up Ichiro.

She had just been frantically cursing Shinji Ikari when she rushed to Suzuki, kneeling and hugging his legs, saying that the child had only lost his mind for a moment and begging him to be magnanimous and let Ichiro go. Of course, she didn't forget to ask the others to say a few words, since they had watched Ichiro grow up and he was just confused for a moment.

At this moment, Suzuki Gosei just stared at his niece without saying a word, and finally sighed, "That is my brother, your father, Mariko. No one can make a mistake and go unpunished. Send him to the police station after he gets ashore, and release the news of Gosei's sudden death from excessive drinking the next day."

"No...no..." Mariko Suzuki looked at the Suzuki family patriarch who had turned away with a face full of despair, her eyes filled with hopelessness. Then, when she looked at Shinji Ikari, her eyes were filled with madness and ferocity. "Your father is Gendo Ikari, right? I'll make you taste the pain of losing a loved one!"

"What did you see after you entered the room? Can you describe it?" Shinji Ikari didn't care about the thoughts of this crazy woman. After giving the instructions, Shinji Ikari walked to the side of Shoji Suzuki, who was the first to discover the body, and asked him the necessary questions.

"Conan, you can't run around like that! That's a crime scene! Seriously!" Shinji Ikari heard Ran Mouri's voice.

Although Shinji Ikari caught a highly suspicious person using a very simple method, what Shinji and Conan are doing now is necessary: ​​investigating the scene and recording the statements of the people who discovered the crime scene. They are both very clear that this young master may be the murderer, but that does not mean that the matter is over. All the crew members still need to be checked. Several service staff who have been checked have taken over Aso Yuu's equipment and started checking those who have not yet been checked.

"Honestly, what's so interesting about dead people?" Ran Mouri scolded Conan Edogawa fiercely. She was furious. Why did this little kid like to watch the excitement and rush into crime scenes? He really had no sense of propriety at all.

"Okay, thank you for your answer." Shinji Ikari nodded. The man said he couldn't tell what kind of wound it was. He had only seen a bloodstain on the chest and then the man fell to the ground in a pool of blood. He had gone there with the butler, and they hadn't noticed anything unusual. Shinji had asked the butler for a rough confirmation.

"Did you find anything over there?" After asking, Shinji Ikari sighed and turned back to Aso Yuu, who had been scouting nearby. The Suzuki family members had gathered together and were discussing what to do next. Many of Suzuki Gozo's descendants were talking intensely, clearly having no time to think about their father's recent death.

Only Suzuki Mariko, whose son had assassinated his father, sat dejectedly beside her husband; clearly, the incident was no longer relevant to them. Beside her, Suzuki Sonoko, who was weeping bitterly, was being comforted by Kurosawa Rei and Sakaki Ryoko; she was probably the only one deeply grieving the loss of her elder.

"The wound is a knife wound." After returning to the scene, Conan managed to slip away again because Ran Mouri went to comfort Sonoko Suzuki. However, since Yuu Aso had already come out, the crime scene was sealed off, so he couldn't sneak back in. He could only reluctantly approach Shinji Ikari. Since Shinji had already exposed his identity, he could speak freely.

"That Ichiro must have suddenly stabbed the old man at the door, and the old man didn't die on the spot. He was pushed back into his room and then locked the door himself," Conan said.

“It’s a knife wound, of course. It’s on the chest. The knife is very sharp, with a very clean cut. Judging from its size, it looks like a kitchen knife. The pistol’s magazine is full; it’s probably meant for Shinji.” Aso Yuu looked at the kid who had come closer, looking thoughtful, and raised an eyebrow at Shinji. Shinji shrugged, signaling him to continue. “We’ll have one of the ship’s stewards take us to check out this ruthless young master’s room later. Maybe we’ll find something.” Aso Yuu sighed. “Although it’s not obvious, there’s a faint trace of spiritual energy at the scene that hasn’t completely dissipated.”

"Huh?!" Conan stared at the person in front of him in astonishment.

“Generally speaking, a kitchen knife isn’t a good weapon because it’s not designed for stabbing. Unless you’ve been specially trained, most people will instinctively avoid the blade pointing sideways and injuring themselves, so they’ll usually hold the blade vertically. Unlike a dagger, the wide blade of a kitchen knife can easily get stuck in the ribs. As for the possibility of breaking two ribs, it’s not impossible, but it’s unlikely.” Asou Yuu gestured a gripping and stabbing motion. “Moreover, the human body is quite peculiar. After being stabbed, either a vital organ is hit, causing complete loss of mobility and death within a short time, or even with severe internal bleeding, one can often manage to move around a bit. Just closing a door seems like too short a time.”

"Eh... are there so many rules?" Conan looked at Aso Yuu in front of him with some surprise.

"So, Conan, murder is a skill, but how to murder without being discovered is an art!" Shinji Ikari said with a smile, crouching behind Conan.

"Are you trying to scare me again?"

"No, you'll definitely have the chance to experience it!"

"You still say no..."

Chapter 83 The Suzuki Family's Final Decision

"How was it? Any results?" Ryoko Sakaki frowned as she looked at the three people who had returned to the restaurant. Although she knew that Conan Edogawa was no ordinary kid, it was obvious that Shinji Ikari and the other two had taken him to investigate this matter. This was not a good thing, as it involved taking a little guy to investigate a murder case.

“Although it may make you feel bad, I can only say that sometimes paranoia is really scary.” Shinji Ikari shook his head, gave Ryoko Sakaki a wry smile, and placed a package on the table. “I take back my low opinion of Ichiro Suzuki. He was well-prepared and his plan was quite good. If nothing had happened to provoke him, you and he might have been the only two who survived on this ship.”

"What is this?!" After hearing what Shinji Ikari said, Sonoko Suzuki looked at Shinji Ikari in surprise as he took out a notebook from his package, handed it to her, and then she opened it and started reading.

"You think that good-for-nothing can succeed? Aren't you some kind of sorcerer? A sorcerer can't even beat a good-for-nothing?" Suzuki Ryuu (the blond thug) standing next to them had a disdainful look on his face. The two of them, who might have gained a lot in terms of inheritance because of the unexpected elimination of one person or family, showed an arrogant expression.

"While it's not certain whether he can kill Shinji, it's safe to say that neither of you will survive," said Aso Yuu, who was standing nearby, with a hint of annoyance. To be fair, this guy had prepared more than just a simple pistol and a kitchen knife; he had even prepared poison and a plan that could cause chaos. However, for some reason, he didn't follow the rather reliable plan and instead intended to assassinate Shinji directly. But it seemed that Shinji had already reached his ambush point when he turned around and ran back.

When Shinji Ikari saw the place and method Suzuki Ichiro was preparing to deal with him, he and Conan exchanged a numb glance. Yes, some of the warning devices set up in Shinji's room had been triggered by Conan, so he hurriedly went back to cause trouble for Conan, avoiding a trap he had prepared. Although it was a very low-level tear gas smoke grenade trap, considering that Suzuki Ichiro was waiting for him with a pistol, Shinji felt that he might actually be tricked.

"Shinji, is this all true?" Sonoko Suzuki's hands trembled, the thin notebook in her grasp feeling as heavy as a thousand pounds. She was somewhat incredulous. Looking up, she saw her cousin, a little dazed. Although she had heard rumors that he wanted to marry her, she truly hadn't expected that after being explicitly rejected by her grandfather, he would still harbor resentment, and after being constantly ridiculed by his grandfather for his cowardice, he would ultimately turn his resentment into action…

“It’s true. If he had shown the planning and execution capabilities shown in this earlier…” Shinji Ikari sighed. To be fair, although his plan had some naive aspects, it considered most of the details and didn’t have any major problems. His preliminary preparations were also good. He even used the excuse of meeting with friends on the cruise ship to place the items on the ship in advance. If the police wanted to investigate, it would take them some time just to find the items he had placed there beforehand.

"I'm sorry to have made you all laugh at my unworthy descendants." Suzuki Kousei approached Shinji Ikari and the others with a solemn expression and bowed. "You've all been shocked. The Suzuki family has suffered a sudden and devastating blow. We will not be able to accompany you on your journey for the rest of the time. I hope you enjoy yourselves. Of course, all expenses will be covered by the Suzuki Foundation, and there will be a compensation offer later." Although the old man had just lost his younger brother and his eyes were a little red, he had clearly controlled his emotions and successfully reconciled the relatives.

"Please accept our condolences. We will cooperate with whatever we can do." Shinji Ikari took a deep breath. "We will hand over all the information we have found to your butler later." Shinji Ikari bowed slightly, responding very politely. They had already offered hush money, so what reason did he have to refuse? If he maintained a good attitude, they could still be friends.

"Thank you for your understanding. It looks like we won't be able to have this grand meal, but I've had the captain prepare a buffet. Please take Sonoko with you. Sonoko, cheer up and take good care of the guests. Don't let them take care of you." Suzuki took a deep breath, looked at the sensible Shinji Ikari, and nodded. Such a calm and decisive young man—what a waste! Although Sonoko was two years older, she should have been a much better choice.

"You're too kind." Shinji Ikari and Stefan Suzuki bowed to each other, then watched the old man turn and leave, looking somewhat forlorn. Shinji sighed, glanced at the group of people surrounding Sonoko Suzuki, and gestured to them.

"You're giving up already?!" After walking out the door, Shinji Ikari was the last one to arrive, with several girls comforting Sonoko Suzuki ahead of him. Conan almost immediately walked up to Shinji. "I thought you were going to investigate that spiritual power thing thoroughly!"

“We’ve found it. It’s a very poor-quality talisman, available on the black market. It’s designed for people, freezing their movements by immobilizing their spirits. It’s just that the old man is too old. If it were a younger person, they would probably only be restrained for a moment,” Asou Yuu said, showing a talisman written in cinnabar in her hand. “So, basically, the lead has gone cold.”

"Well, you shouldn't just let it go like this." Conan still found it very unacceptable. How could an investigator be so perfunctory?

"They've already started offering hush money, and you still want to investigate? Investigate the Suzuki family's scandal? And then offend your friend's family to death? And why do you think they won't investigate?" Shinji Ikari shook his head. Now, his only remaining question was whether that clumsy plan was the young master's own idea or a plan made under someone else's suggestion.

"Huh?" Conan was taken aback. "But aren't you just letting any potential accomplices escape?"

“Little guy, you’re too naive.” Aso Yuu sighed. By now, how could he not understand that Conan in front of him was suspicious? “This stance is very important for both of us.”

“Because there are only a few possibilities right now.” Shinji Ikari shook his head. Conan is a smart man, but he was distracted by the situation at hand. “Young Master, do you have any accomplices? If not, then this matter ends here. If you do, then it’s just a matter of whether they have achieved their goal. If they haven’t, then we need them to take action as soon as possible.”

"Huh? Isn't this dangerous?" Conan was taken aback. Just let the other party do as they pleased?

"Remember to eat more later, and then get some rest as soon as possible. Tonight's meeting will be very long." Asou Yuu, who had been working with Shinji Ikari for a long time, didn't need to guess that Shinji would definitely drag Conan, who had a childlike face, along and let this seemingly harmless little guy wander around. Once he discovered something, things would be much easier to resolve.

"Alright!" To be honest, Conan's mind was a bit chaotic right now, but it soon became even more chaotic because he overheard Shinji Ikari and Yuu Aso discussing whether they should just release Ichiro Suzuki. That way, as long as they followed this guy, things would become much simpler, no matter if he tried to contact someone else, or if someone contacted him or even tried to silence him.

"It looks pretty good!" As they entered the buffet restaurant, since the luxury cruise ship now only had a small group of people, and all the crew members had already been checked to ensure they had no bloodstains and had all returned to their original posts, there were dozens of waiters in the buffet restaurant preparing to serve them when Shinji Ikari and his group arrived.

"Please!" The waiter led them directly to the best seats and then eagerly pulled out chairs for them. "Since the steaks that the kitchen originally prepared for the dinner were completely wasted, I wonder if you gentlemen would be interested?"

"Sounds good, give me some." Shinji Ikari nodded immediately. "If it's teppanyaki, also fry some cod for me. I'll get the rest myself." The others nodded in agreement, indicating they wanted the same thing. "Oh, and get this kid a glass of milk and a kids' hamburger." This part was Shinji's malicious insult.

"Yes, sir!" The waiter turned and left. They had been instructed to treat the guests well, so they dared not be negligent.

"Come on, let's see what good food we can get." Shinji Ikari walked over. "We need to eat our fill so we'll have the energy to keep crying."

"...Shinji-kun, your way of persuading people is still so unconventional." Sonoko Suzuki, who was still very upset, froze for a moment when she heard Shinji Ikari's words. What the heck?

"Or how about some alcohol? Let the alcohol wash away your sadness?" Shinji Ikari said casually. This time, even Ryoko Sakaki couldn't stand it anymore and swung her hand to hit Shinji Ikari, but Shinji Ikari dodged it as usual.

"You bastard, Ryoko, how did you get tricked by him! He's such a heartless jerk!" After Shinji Ikari changed the subject, Sonoko Suzuki wiped her eyes. "I'm sorry, I might not be able to accompany you to the end of this trip."

"It's okay! We both have girlfriends and boyfriends anyway, so we don't need any third wheels."

"Shinji, if you can't speak properly, you don't have to! You're driving me crazy."

Chapter 84 Trouble on the Beach

"I thought there would be a huge crowd, but it turns out there are only a few of us left!" The night passed uneventfully, and Shinji Ikari and his group arrived safely in Shikoku. On the beach, which looked like a well-known Japanese beach, only a handful of them remained. Before boarding the ship, Shinji had been marveling at how the Suzuki family had so many members; he remembered Sonoko's family being quite small.

As it turned out, it wasn't surprising. With Conan Edogawa, whose death aura was practically knotted in his body, around, it would have been strange if nothing had happened. It can only be said that Shinji Ikari reacted quickly enough; otherwise, judging from the situation of that young master Ichiro's plan, the Suzuki family would basically have been wiped out.

By the way, I don't know if it's because of their special circumstances or some other special situation, but although Ran Mouri and Sonoko Suzuki have a little bit of death energy on them, the amount is not large and it won't even cause them any harm. Normally, a simple removal ritual would be enough to get rid of it, but this bit of death energy seems to have taken root in them and cannot be removed at all.

"Shinji! Look over here!" Kurosawa Rei's shouts drew Shinji Ikari's attention. Shinji turned his head and looked over, then his eyes were glued to her.

Sakaki Ryoko, who was hiding behind Kurosawa Rei, pouted, clearly still a little shy. After looking around, she finally bought a two-piece swimsuit, which was somewhat like a racing swimsuit. The strapless top and the straps that ran from the front to the back of her waist clearly showed off Sakaki Ryoko's impressive figure, while the small shirt and skirt she wore over it added a subtle allure.

What's even more coincidental is that the size of this little shirt doesn't fit properly. It doesn't look like Ryoko Sakaki's at all, and it can't be buttoned up at all. The only way to do this is to tie a knot at the hem. In fact, the result is that it visually highlights Ryoko Sakaki's front armor combat power, which is gathered together by the black tube top.

"Hey Rei-nee, are you forcing me to report to the police station today?" Shinji Ikari sighed. Ran Mouri and Sonoko Suzuki were wearing very ordinary one-piece swimsuits. After all, her boyfriends weren't supposed to be there, so there was no need to dress too extravagantly. As for Rei Kurosawa's boyfriend, Yuu Aso, although he didn't look like a muscular hunk, he was still more intimidating than Shinji himself, who was short and had a sullen face.

"What nonsense are you spouting!" Kurosawa Rei's lips curled into a smile. Not bad~ Shinji Ikari's words were quite interesting. On one hand, they highlighted how alluring Sakaki Ryoko's current outfit was, and on the other hand, they also expressed his willingness to protect her and fight her to the death. Much smarter than his own blockhead! "Don't you have any self-awareness?"

Although Shinji Ikari is not tall and doesn't look like a muscular man, if you look closely, you'll see that he's currently only wearing swim trunks. First of all, he has eight-pack abs, and then there are many wounds on his body. Those in the know can even recognize gunshot wounds and knife wounds. Anyone with real intentions would have to think twice.

And to be honest, while others might not know, Kurosawa Rei was well aware that Sakaki Ryoko was already a future talent being groomed by the Totsuki Culinary Group! Shinji Ikari had been incredibly generous in guiding his girlfriend's training, and she had witnessed their combat drills firsthand—they were truly terrifying. So, these ordinary thugs were simply providing Sakaki Ryoko with practice targets.

"And Ryoko can take care of herself! Right, Ryoko!" Kurosawa Rei laughed. She had asked Ryoko Sakaki while she was changing clothes. Because Ryoko Sakaki was confirmed to be directly promoted to the Totsuki Culinary Group, after Shinji Ikari transferred schools, she was taken by Gin Dojima to observe the entire process of chefs collecting top-quality ingredients. It is said that she even showed off a little at the end, which surprised a group of big shots.

"..." Under Shinji Ikari's intense gaze, Ryoko Sakaki could hardly lift her head and responded in a barely audible voice. Her mind was filled with the memory of being tricked into going to Shinji's house that day. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of a woman who seemed to have a very close relationship with him in the room, which made her leave in a fit of anger, she might have... probably... after all, she had brought everything she needed to.

"Asou Yuu and I have already set up the parasol and lounge chairs!" Shinji Ikari temporarily withdrew his gaze, smiled and said to Kurosawa Rei, and then sighed, "I have to say, Asou-nii's luck is just too good to be true."

"You little brat! Isn't Ryoko enough for you to look at?" Kurosawa Rei gave Ikari Shinji a flick on the forehead without any politeness, and pulled Sakaki Ryoko and the others to the parasol. Aso had already bought iced fruit tea and a fruit platter. He and Ikari Shinji had a very good division of labor.

"Are you regretting not being able to sneak in and see the girls naked?" Shinji Ikari teased Conan Edogawa, who was standing next to him in casual clothes and seemed about to say something. He secretly decided that if Conan dared to say yes, he'd skip his own chance! Yes, skip Conan's chance!

"Hey, don't assume everyone is like you!" Conan had come to a realization. Even though this bastard had now given him leverage, there was no doubt that he no longer needed to pretend in front of him. He could just be himself. In a way, he could even use him to cover for him, which wasn't bad. It was just that cooperating with him might come at a high price.

"That's true. There's a fundamental difference between me sleeping with Ryoko Sakaki and you sleeping with Ran Mouri. By the way, you're living at the Mouri family's house now, right? So you're considered an adopted son-in-law? Also, seeing Ran Mouri running around in her cool and casual clothes all the time, does it bother you? I feel sorry for you." Once Shinji Ikari's mischievousness started to surface, he couldn't stop himself. As a result, every time Shinji said something, Conan's lips would twitch.

"Are you just trying to provoke me?" Conan Edogawa looked at this unscrupulous guy. He really hit a nerve with men, beating him mercilessly. What's more frustrating than wanting to but being powerless? And as Shinji Ikari spoke, a whole bunch of images flashed through Conan's mind. He sighed helplessly. To avoid Shinji Ikari continuing to retaliate, Conan decided to change the subject. "Is what happened on the ship really over?"

“Yes, the old man is still very humane. He didn’t intend for Sonoko Suzuki to be involved in such a cold and indifferent world too early.” Shinji Ikari shook his head. Changing the subject was too abrupt, but he didn’t mind. The wealthy are the most ruthless. It’s not that the people in the wealthy are all cold-blooded animals, but that in the wealthy, huge interests are involved. At this time, it is impossible to act on emotion. You can only talk about interests on a case-by-case basis. “Ah… I knew it would happen!”

"What?" Conan turned around, but Shinji Ikari was gone. He looked around for Shinji and found that the guy seemed to have teleported and suddenly appeared behind the lounge chair where Ran and the others were lying, blocking a volleyball with his hand.

"Tsk..." A white man clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction. If Black people could use their political connections to their advantage at the lighthouse, then this white man, as a US soldier, was a top dog in Japan, always successful at picking up women. He had his eye on these beautiful women back at the hotel, and now that someone was in his way, he naturally wasn't happy.

The guys around him, dressed in beach shorts, wore slightly disappointed expressions. Where did these little devils come from? They had originally planned to use the excuse of missing the volleyball shot to invite these girls over to play. He was just one adult; how could he possibly take care of so many? They were trying to help ease the pressure; they shouldn't be ungrateful!

Their perfect plan was thwarted by Shinji Ikari, who appeared out of nowhere. Reckless? No problem, just invite him directly. If this brat dares to talk nonsense, they'll swarm him, grab him, drag him to a corner for a proper "chat," and "persuading" him shouldn't be too difficult.

"Sorry, I hit the ball off target, could you help me..." one of the blond guys, who thought he was very handsome, said with a grin. He was short, not good-looking, and posed no threat.

"Heh..." Shinji Ikari smirked. He used to practice volleyball with a tall girl for several months back then. Although his volleyball skills were just so-so, he was strong!

Shinji Ikari didn't bother with any nonsense. He tossed the volleyball high into the air, leaped forward, leaned back, and pulled his arm to the most comfortable angle for power. It looked like a very professional stance. The thugs were stunned. They had actually run into an expert.

At this point, the several burly-looking men on the other side were quite surprised, but that was nothing. After all, as a former star player on the basketball team, Shinji Ikari could easily jump over the height of an opponent's shot to dunk.

"Thump!" Before the group could even process what had happened, a muffled explosion resounded across the beach, drawing the attention of almost everyone.

"..." It was just an ordinary volleyball, yet it endured a blow it couldn't withstand. Old Hei, who had just clicked his tongue, watched in horror as the volleyball, which exploded on the spot, flew towards him like a cannonball, crashing headfirst into the beach volleyball net. The posts on either side of the net let out a mournful cry of unbearable pressure.

In what might have been less than a second, the white man watched as the volleyball, though surrounded by a net, drew ever closer. His face instantly turned pale. He felt that after taking that hit, he might have to wonder if he still had his head.

"Bang!" In the clash between power and the block, the block ultimately gave way first. A buckle snapped, and the volleyball flew high into the sky, only landing a few seconds later with a thud on the ground. It lay deflated on the beach, completely lifeless, its air bladder bursting...

"Get lost, don't bother me." Shinji Ikari glanced briefly at the group of people whose faces were ashen, said this, and then turned and went back under the parasol.

The group of guys playing volleyball quickly exchanged glances. This was an era where extraordinary powers existed, so how could these guys not understand that they had brought a steel plate on their hands? The other side hadn't killed them outright yet, perhaps only because there were more of them. As an American, he knew very well what kind of treatment such people would receive in America.

He was a senator's VIP, a promising military player, and yet he was just an ordinary American soldier. If he were killed, unless it was in full view of everyone, it would be considered an accident. But if you accidentally run your neck into someone's blade, how can that be considered homicide? It's clearly suicide! You won't even get a penny in compensation.

Especially soon, they saw a hotel staff member with a panicked look on his face rush over, bowing and apologizing to them, quickly saying that the meal was on the house for free, and very seriously guaranteeing that their enjoyment would not be disturbed by any unrelated people.

"Thank you for your assurance, but it's alright. I believe no one will be so foolish as to cause us trouble anytime soon." Shinji Ikari shrugged, indicating that the person could leave.

Chapter 85 Conan's Impatience

"They slunk away." Conan was a little conflicted. He had just been about to call the police. To be honest, although it wasn't a very nice thing to say, the US military has super-legal authority in Japan. As long as the person isn't dead, for the US military, it's just a matter of superiors showing up and bowing.

After all, I bowed and apologized according to your culture, and you still want to pursue this matter? See how much I respect you.

“We’re getting restless if you keep doing this.” Before Ryoko Sakaki could speak, Sonoko Suzuki spoke up first. She had encountered far more annoying things than her best friends. After all, rich young ladies could come to the beach for vacation whenever they wanted.

"Not bad at all, it's like we've got a whole stretch of beach to ourselves." Ryoko Sakaki was delighted; Shinji Ikari had solved their problem, otherwise, these flies buzzing around their ears would have been quite annoying. Of course, Shinji's antics had a side effect.

Although there weren't many people on the beach, quite a few had seen it. The power Shinji Ikari displayed instilled fear in them, and they instinctively fled to avoid harm, resulting in a nearly 100-meter radius around them becoming an empty beach.

"Ryoko, Shinji is the best, right!" Kurosawa Rei teased Sakaki Ryoko, who was sitting on the recliner looking rather smug, without any restraint. She knew that Shinji Ikari was very strong, but Kurosawa Rei, who had never been on a mission with Shinji Ikari, was not very clear about their strength. When she saw Shinji Ikari smash the volleyball and the block together with a powerful spike, the impact was indeed enormous. After all, even the stakes buried in the sand were bent by Shinji Ikari.