Chapter 11 Do you know that blond man?

Soichiro Uchimura stood frozen in place, instinctively wanting to run away, but he snapped back to reality when his skin touched the cold folding knife.

"Are you here to kill me... or the person who sent me the message..." he asked, trembling.

The person behind him didn't answer, but instead chuckled softly a few times, his voice a mix of mockery and amusement, causing Uchimura Soichiro's heart to tighten.

“Both of them are me,” Cheng said lightly.

Soichiro Uchimura said tremblingly, "I can give you double the price, please don't kill me..."

"Hmm...sounds good." Cheng You smiled. Uchimura Soichiro was secretly pleased, thinking that this kind of assassin was nothing special, when Cheng You suddenly raised his leg and kicked Uchimura Soichiro hard in the waist and abdomen.

"What are you doing?!" Uchimura Soichiro was already weak and powerless. When he was kicked so hard, he lost his balance and fell to the ground. His face was numb and painful. The high-ranking official, who had never suffered such humiliation, felt a surge of anger welling up from his heart. Uchimura Soichiro angrily rebuked the masked man behind him with a ferocious expression.

Cheng You remained as casual as ever, but his eyes had clearly become ruthless. He stared at the cowardly and incompetent corrupt official in front of him who only knew how to blame others and said indifferently, "How can I forgive you for the people you have harmed?"

"Wh...what?" Uchimura Soichiro clearly hadn't expected the person in front of him to be here to settle scores. He wore an incredulous expression, but the fear in his eyes couldn't be suppressed. "You, an assassin, care about these things?"

Looking at the masked man with the folding knife in front of him, Soichiro Uchimura relaxed a little. After all, in his mind, it was not easy to kill someone with such a folding knife, let alone the masked man in front of him who looked thin.

Cheng sighed and said in a regretful tone, "That's such a pity, you said the time for your last words has ended."

The words had barely left his mouth when a dark shadow flashed past Uchimura Soichiro's eyes, sweeping towards him with murderous intent and ruthlessness. Before he could react, Cheng You's fist struck his face heavily: "Have you forgotten how you trafficked children and women? Have you forgotten how many people you killed and how much money you embezzled in cooperation with the black organization?"

"Ah~ and the most unforgivable thing is that you actually wanted to expand your evil business to East Asian countries, you deserve to die~" Cheng You finished speaking this last sentence, and then asked with a smile, "Alright, tell me what other repentance you have?"

"I..." Uchimura Soichiro, who had been punched twice, felt a burning pain on his face and his head was spinning. He felt like he was about to die. Sensing Cheng You's strength, Uchimura Soichiro no longer dared to be reckless. With the other party's strength, he could kill him even with a spoon.

He begged desperately, even crawling on his knees to grab Cheng You's trouser leg, pleading, "Please let me go! I can cooperate with you, really! I can give you money! You can have as much as you want..."

"Sigh, no repentance, no last words, fine, go well." As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng You had already slashed Uchimura Soichiro's throat with a knife. Blood flowed freely and splattered on Cheng You. He looked at the blood on his hand and was momentarily dazed, but quickly calmed down.

Cheng You disgustedly wiped the blood splattered on his face and hands with his sleeve before looking at the dimly lit alley behind him. "Well, have you seen enough?"

The people secretly observing from the depths of the alley did not answer. Some left awkwardly, while others dared not utter a sound. Only a few arrogantly praised his skill and quickly left.

After all, they had witnessed the strength of the person in front of them. To be honest, it wasn't appropriate to test his skills; they weren't as arrogant as before. Cheng You listened to their thoughts and couldn't help but smile.

[Hiss, looks like a master of cold weapons. It won't do me any good to mess with him, I'd better leave.]

[His technique was swift and decisive; his voice sounded like he was only around twenty years old, yet he was so skilled.]

After watching such a good show, I have to say that Grey Fox Assassin on the Dark Web is actually quite useful. I happen to have a very difficult mission on hand, so I can post it and find people to do it.

[Grey Fox is a killer/hand-to-hand combatant on the dark web? That's interesting.]

...

Hearing that people were beginning to accept and embrace the Assassin's Dark Web, Cheng Youxin was even more pleased. He looked at the corpse lying quietly on the ground in front of him, but in the end, he still didn't cut off its head and show it to everyone. After all, it would be difficult to carry such a big head over there. He didn't have his own car, and taking a taxi would definitely arouse suspicion.

Cheng found a secluded corner, made sure no one was within a hundred meters, threw away his blood-stained coat and mask, and burned them with a lighter he had on him, leaving no trace. As for Uchimura Soichiro's body, let it rot there slowly; after all, it would probably take four or five years for the Japanese police to notice this illegal area, Nishino Ward.

He took photos of the corpse from various angles, packaged them up, and sent them to the quest giver on the Gray Fox Assassin's Dark Web: "The head is hard to take, but the quest is considered complete, right?"

The other party expressed satisfaction, as they did not take the head away, nor did they withhold a single penny of the reward commission.

"The mission was completed perfectly. I didn't even need to think of any way to promote it before someone posted the mission. They just started to believe it as soon as it was released," Cheng You said with a sly smile as he looked at the seven-figure US dollar deposited into his private system account. "Then I'll treat the remaining two weeks as a vacation."

The system immediately objected: [Host! Pay attention to the mission!!]

Cheng You ignored him, preoccupied with browsing recommendations for food and tourist attractions in Beika Town on his phone. The time-travel mission was complete; he might as well take a proper vacation, since things definitely wouldn't be easy for him once he returned to the first year of the Detective Conan era.

"Hiss..." Cheng You's fingers paused involuntarily when he saw a news report on his phone. This report was the final update on yesterday's robbery and bombing at the Beika Shopping Mall, specifically praising Mr. Matsukawa. Although his name and photo were blurred, ...

In one of the photos taken at the scene where the bomber was taken away by the police, Matsuda Jinpei and his own face appeared in the corner, while Hagiwara Kenji was only shown from behind. They were chatting when the photo was taken unintentionally.

Fortunately, the photo wasn't in focus on the corner, so it was a bit blurry, but Cheng was still worried and decided to hack into the website that published the report and delete the photo.

Some members of the Nishino district's criminal organization have seen the process. Although his disguise is very common, some people with excellent memories might feel that even just recognizing him and starting to suspect him could bring disaster upon themselves.

To avoid implicating Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda, let's get rid of this kind of thing.

Cheng You was walking while operating his phone. To avoid arousing suspicion about the sudden disappearance of the photos, he drastically altered the news report, minimizing the presence of the concerned citizen, Song Chuan. He even made the report extremely choppy.

Cheng You: It's been loading for an hour and it still won't load, haha. Nobody's so bored they'd sit around for an hour just to read the news, right? =v=

Finally, he put away his phone and walked briskly toward the outskirts of Nishino Ward, but to his surprise, he ran into Gin and vodka from the distillery again.

Cheng You: ...

Vodka seemed to be discussing the Grey Fox Assassin Dark Web game that was released this morning with Gin, but judging from Gin's attitude, the Distillery was probably still observing. After all, the Distillery is one of the more powerful organizations in the underworld, so such a cautious approach is understandable.

Vodka looked at the man walking towards him, paused for a moment, and muttered to himself, "I feel like I've seen him somewhere before..."

The words jolted Gin awake. He suddenly remembered that he had met this person just yesterday, and immediately pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the other man.

Cheng You's eyes widened immediately, and he asked loudly in confusion, "No, what are you doing? Do we know each other?"

"You were here yesterday. I've seen you before," Gin said coldly, his green eyes flashing with excited, detached light.

"Oh? Is that so?" Cheng You slowly spoke. "I'm here looking for a job." He smiled and approached Gin. "What? Your organization has taken a liking to me? Wants to hire me?"

Seeing the other person approach, Gin stepped aside, casually patted his coat, and his cold gaze grew even colder. "What's your relationship with that blond lunatic?"

"The blond madman?" Cheng thought for a moment. He must be referring to that blond, green-eyed, gentlemanly-looking man. Gin should know him and understand him quite well. He might as well take this opportunity to get some information out of him.

Thinking this, Cheng You still wore that innocent smile: "Blonde man? I know quite a few blond men, who knows which one you're talking about?"

"Heh," Gin sneered, pressing the gun against Cheng You's forehead. "Speak."

As expected of Gin, he doesn't reveal any other information! "Ah, I met that boy named Arthur abroad, and I celebrated his birthday yesterday." Cheng You casually made up a story, his face beaming with happiness, looking every bit the content student celebrating a friend's birthday.

"Not this one." Gin snorted coldly, gripping the gun even tighter. Cheng Youzhen was genuinely afraid that the other party might accidentally shoot him, but he wouldn't die in the original Detective Conan world... However, he really didn't want to experience that feeling.

Cheng thought that if he fought Gin himself, he would have a good chance of winning, but now that the other party had completely remembered him, it would definitely have an impact on the people around him, unless he stopped contacting anyone and left this timeline.

(Vodka is automatically ignored. Vodka: (TT))

But this wasn't the best approach. Cheng was mentally calculating, trying to find a plan that would benefit him now and also be useful seven years from now.

At this moment, Gin spoke up: "What's your relationship with Cecil?"

Cecil, is that the blond man's last name? Okay, half the name is known. Cheng looked innocent and bewildered: "I don't know this person you're talking about." He genuinely didn't know him!

"Really? Did you see two corpses in alley 547 yesterday?"

At this moment, in an office in a high-rise building in Japan, the room was dark except for the faint blue light emanating from the computer screen, and a dangerous and cold atmosphere permeated the surroundings.

The blond man, Cecil, sat at his desk, his computer displaying a screenshot from the news report, with a deliberately enlarged image of the blurry corner.

A man in a black suit stood respectfully in front of the desk, not daring to speak, a bead of sweat beading on his forehead from nervousness.

Cecil's tone was dangerously gentle: "Go, get the technical department to fix it, and find out who these two people are in the photo." He pointed to Cheng You and Matsuda Jinpei, who were showing their faces.

"Yes, boss."

A note from the author:

Just a heads-up: Cecil first appears in Chapter 4.

To add some settings: The system is very powerful and will protect the security of the host's alternate accounts.

Is it alive? system: