I'm in Detective Conan, and the system has assigned me a succubus.

However, Uesugi Tetsuya took less than ten seconds from aiming to firing, and even joked with him in the middle of it. This skill was far beyond his comprehension.

"Let's go, next project." Uesugi Tetsu put the disassembled parts back into the box and picked up his cane.

"A simulated assassination?" Gin asked, his tone no longer showing the disdain he had before.

"Let's go." Uesugi Tetsu turned and left without saying another word.

Vodka was looking at the sniper logs on the console, hesitating whether to upload them to the organization's system, when he overheard the conversation between the two.

He scratched his head, wondering why his older brother and Chatter seemed to be treating the base's training area like an amusement park, doing whatever they wanted.

"Vodka, don't upload the record. Give someone some face." Uesugi Tetsu's voice drifted from the front.

"Heh... listen to him, after all, someone can't stand the light of day." Gin's voice followed closely, his tone filled with resentment and retaliation.

Vodka quickly stopped what he was doing, jogged to catch up with the two, and secretly rejoiced.

Thankfully, they didn't have to upload the records, otherwise Chianti would definitely throw a tantrum if she knew someone was sniping at such a much higher range than them.

Vodka led the two to the simulated assassination training area.

The equipment here was newly developed by the organization last year. It can build near-realistic scenes, and data is still loading on the wall-mounted displays.

"This is a newly developed comprehensive training system that can simulate different scenarios, such as banquets, hotels, and streets..." He wanted to go into more detail, but was interrupted by Uesugi Tetsuya.

"What are you babbling about? Just tell me who the target is."

Uesugi Tetsu moved his wrists, interrupting Vodka.

He wasn't interested in how the device worked, because he knew the developers behind it, so he just wanted to try out the new skill.

[Stealth (Beginner): Greatly reduces your presence for one minute after activation. Can be used three times daily.]

【Eagle Eye Vision (Beginner): Once activated, it can detect all targets within a 10-meter radius for one minute. It can be used three times per day】

These two skills are like games he played in his past life, and this is the first time he has drawn an active skill, so he might as well take this opportunity to test its effects.

However, I don't know if a simulation environment is suitable.

Vodka, who was somewhat of an engineer, choked a bit. He quite liked to brag to people about the technological sophistication of the place.

Seeing that Brother Chatter seemed completely unwilling to listen, Vodka had no choice but to silently operate the control panel.

Soon, the training area floor rose, the walls changed, and a luxurious banquet hall appeared before them—

The crystal chandelier shone brightly, and virtual guests dressed in gorgeous gowns chatted while holding wine glasses; the air even seemed to carry the simulated aroma of champagne.

"The target this time is the host of the banquet, in the VIP room."

Vodka pointed to the red dot on the display screen.

Seeing this scene, Uesugi Tetsu couldn't help but nod in approval. The organization's technical capabilities were indeed impressive; the scene was so realistic that it felt like he was actually attending a banquet.

He recalled that the technology was commissioned by the organization to be developed by Sindora Corporation, and Vermouth was in charge of the matter at the time.

He also worked as a psychological counselor for Hiroki Sawada in the United States for a period of time.

Later, when he returned to England, he even had a remote conversation with Hiroki Sawada, regularly providing him with psychological support.

I just don't know how Hiroki Sawada is doing lately, because I haven't been able to get through to him on the phone.

Thomas Sindora's strict control over Hiroki Sawada prevented Toru Uesugi from knowing anything about the latter's current situation.

It seems I need to find an opportunity to visit him.

Gin and Vodka stood on the observation deck outside the training area, ready to see what Uesugi Tetsu would do.

But what they saw next stunned them.

Instead of taking immediate action, Uesugi Tetsu wandered aimlessly among the banquet crowd, occasionally reaching out to poke the virtual character's shoulder.

He even picked up a virtual wine glass from the table and pretended to take a sip, as if he were playing a role-playing game.

"What is Brother Chatter doing?" Vodka asked Gin in a low voice, his eyes full of doubt.

Gin didn't say anything, but just kept his eyes fixed on Uesugi Tetsu's movements.

Everything that Chatter does must have a deeper meaning!

After a while, Uesugi Tetsu seemed to have had enough fun. His eyes sharpened, and he began to take action.

He headed towards the second-floor staircase, but as soon as he reached the top, two virtual figures in black stopped him: "Excuse me, sir, an invitation is required to access the VIP room on the second floor..."

Before he finished speaking, the cane in Uesugi Tetsu's hand suddenly changed its appearance.

The outer shell of the staff peeled away, revealing a slender sword. With a flash of cold light, it pierced directly through the head of the man in black.

Before the other man in black could react, the blade had already turned, and he was also struck.

Uesugi Toru put away his cane, retracted the blade of his sword, and continued walking toward the VIP room as if nothing had happened.

If anyone tried to stop him, he would stab them through the neck without saying a word.

As Uesugi Tetsuya moved forward, he left behind a trail of "corpses."

Vodka was so shocked by this that he was speechless.

Gin clenched his fists, and seeing this absurd scene, he suddenly felt like laughing.

Who the hell taught you to assassinate like that?!

034 - Something's not right, it's ten percent, or even nine percent, wrong.

With a slight twist of his wrist, Uesugi Tetsuya retracted the gleaming sword back into the cane shell, leaving only a fleeting, cold glint.

He ignored the "corpses" in the virtual scene behind him and strolled leisurely out of the simulation area.

While in Europe, he didn't often appear on the front lines to carry out assassinations; he was usually responsible for overseeing the overall direction.

Unless it's a special case, very few people would enjoy micromanaging things like Chiang Kai-shek.

As for the two new skills I drew, they are indeed very useful.

When Eagle Vision is activated, the brain instantly constructs a three-dimensional image, which is updated in real time as the user moves, making it exceptionally easy to use.

As for the stealth skill, although his stealth ability is already quite good, the one minute of "reduced presence" after activation is icing on the cake.

Stepping out of the simulation area, Uesugi Tetsu stretched, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

We've had enough fun, time to go home and bake cookies.

He also reserved a few cookies specifically for some of the cutest "kittens".

Gin stood in front of the observation platform, watching his leisurely demeanor, his brows furrowing even more.

Uesugi Tetsu's fighting skills and the style of his unified training were completely different. There were no unnecessary fancy moves, and every swing of his sword was aimed precisely at vital points, with a kind of deadly beauty that was unique to him.

only...

How does this guy understand the word 'assassination'?

Who would just fight their way in?

Vodka was completely dumbfounded.

Brother Chatter, that's way too ruthless!

What happened to the planned low-key, stealthy assassination?

They stormed straight in, turning the scene into a "slaughterhouse," completely defying all expectations!

“Chate, what does ‘assassination’ mean in your dictionary?” Gin asked coldly, watching Uesugi Tetsu’s retreating figure.

"As long as I kill all the witnesses, it will be the perfect infiltration and assassination!" Uesugi Tetsu turned around, a playful smile on his lips, seemingly unaware that his understanding was flawed.

"Heh... I'm starting to worry about your level of education." Gin chuckled, but a barely perceptible hint of approval flashed in his eyes.

Although the method was extreme, it doesn't seem to be wrong.

Uesugi Tetsuya, leaning on his canes, looked at Gin with a smile and asked, "Gin, what does 'sniping' mean in your dictionary?"

“Not limited to sniper rifles, but also mortars, RPGs, and any heavy firepower weapons available. Aim at the target and unleash a barrage of fire,” Gin explained, his tone somewhat cold and hard. “Of course, I personally prefer RPGs; they're powerful enough and convenient.”

Vodka, standing to the side, was completely bewildered, his mind buzzing.

This is hardly an "assassination" or "sniping"!

This is clearly large-scale destruction!

He wondered if he had misunderstood the two words.

“Gin, we really are evenly matched.” Uesugi Tetsu remarked, then turned to the bewildered Vodka, raising an eyebrow as he asked, “Is it hard to understand?”

"Yes...yes, a little," Vodka stammered, completely unable to follow the two's train of thought.

"What do RPGs and sniper rifles have in common?" Uesugi Tetsu asked again, his tone somewhat guiding.

"Single-shot firepower, with a scope, all can kill in one shot."

Gin rarely showed a slight smile, and he explained in a tone that carried a hint of tacit understanding.

[Gin (Kurosawa Jin)'s Affection/Loyalty +2, Current Affection/Loyalty: -8]

"Very good, Gin, you certainly didn't disappoint me." Uesugi Tetsu nodded in satisfaction, as if the two had reached some great consensus.

Vodka watched the two of them singing in unison and felt that either he had gone mad or the world had gone mad.

Are these two even human?

Who understands assassination and sniping like that!

"I'm leaving now, I'm going home to sleep." Uesugi Tetsu turned around, waved to the two of them, and the sound of his cane tapping the ground gradually faded away. "I'll send you two a little something to mark our meeting in a while, but no need to, I know the way."

"Oh, right, remember to get me my own magnetic card, otherwise it's a hassle to borrow yours every time."

Gin watched his retreating figure, then looked away, a mocking sneer curling at the corner of his lips.

Ha... do you call that borrowing?

It's clearly theft!

"Big brother, what kind of gift is Brother Chatter mentioned?"

Vodka leaned closer, looking puzzled. He couldn't understand what gift Uesugi Tetsu would give.

"This guy is definitely up to no good."

Gin's gaze deepened, his tone becoming resolute.

The more he interacted with Uesugi Tetsu, the more he felt that the two of them had many similar traits—caution, ruthlessness, and a talent for disguise.

But Uesugi Tetsuya had a more unpredictable and carefree nature than him, and behind that carefree nature lay a hundred or eighty cunning schemes.

But... it was the gift he prepared.

No matter how I think about it, something just doesn't feel right; it's ten parts, or even nine parts, wrong.

-----

"What's wrong with it?"

Professor Agasa brought over a cup of hot milk and placed it on the coffee table in front of Conan. Seeing his worried expression, he asked curiously.

Conan sat on the sofa, his hands supporting his chin, looking deep in thought.

"Didn't you find it strange that I shrunk last night?" Conan looked up, his eyes full of confusion.

His voice still carried the innocence of a child, yet it revealed a seriousness beyond his years.

"No, besides the fact that you suddenly shrunk, what else is strange?" Professor Agasa scratched his head.

Thinking back to last night when I saw Shinichi Kudo shrunk, I was so scared I almost jumped out of my skin.

He never imagined in his life that there would actually be a drug in the world that could shrink people.

"It's Ran!" Conan stood up and paced back and forth on the floor with his small feet.

“I disappeared from the amusement park last night, and it’s been a whole day now! She hasn’t come looking for me or called me! Isn’t that strange?”

"What... what's so strange about this?" Professor Agasa was taken aback and said, puzzled, "You're not her boyfriend. She has her own life. She can't be revolving around you all the time, can she?"

"But...we've been childhood friends since we were little! She should have noticed that I'm missing!" Conan was filled with anxiety, but he couldn't refute Professor Agasa's words.

After all, he and Xiaolan hadn't officially started dating.

He feels suffocated right now, and that sense of dislocation is getting stronger and stronger.