"Bang--"
The crisp sound of gunshots echoed in the air far, far away, like loud singing in the wilderness.
Not only Rum, but also the red team members standing nearby with their nerves tense did not react.
Everyone watched in silence as the white-haired young man pointed the gun at himself and pulled the trigger.
Time seemed to be stretched out very long, and those few short seconds were like a stagnant colloid, enveloping everyone inside, making it difficult to breathe.
“Don’t—!” The sound was so tearing that its owner couldn’t even be heard clearly. All that could be heard was endless panic.
The blood flowers were like fireworks blooming in the night sky, suddenly blooming, and then falling heavily to the ground, sticking the dust blown up by the night wind back to the ground.
"Bang." There was the sound of someone falling heavily to the ground.
The second-in-command of the organization, who had just tried to press the detonator to send the police to their death, now closed his eyes and slowly knelt on the ground.
His hand was still holding the gun, less than two fingers away from the button.
There was still confusion in his eyes, and the wound on his neck where the artery pierced was bleeding, as if he was about to end his life, with a sense of urgency.
Until his death, he had no idea where Kamiya Tetsuya got the weapon from, how he had the strength to pull the trigger even though his whole body was paralyzed by the electric current, and how he was able to hit him so accurately.
But he no longer had the chance to learn the truth.
The detonator hung silently on his waist, becoming a mark that could never be pressed, and would only add to his guilt.
With a "click" sound, the young man who fired the gun tilted his head slightly, and the broken metal fragments on his neck splashed around, leaving him with more scars.
But compared to the original injuries on his body, this was insignificant and not worth mentioning.
He was covered in blood, partly from himself and partly from rum. Blood flowed from his hair and dripped onto his eyelashes, dyeing his white eyelashes red, and then dripped onto his neck, forming a small blood pool at his collarbone.
The collar that was originally tied around his neck was broken by this shot.
Crazy!
After watching the video, several people subconsciously paused in their breathing, and this word popped up in their minds.
The collar was really too tight, almost clinging to Kamiya Tetsuya's skin without any gaps, as if it was tailor-made for him, and even made it impossible for him to breathe, forcibly suppressing his strength.
And the collar is very thin, so thin that if you don't look carefully, you might even mistake it for a scar.
In such an environment with extremely low visibility, facing the crisis behind him, how could Kamiya Tetsu dare to shoot directly at the side of his neck and be so confident that he could break the collar and kill Rum?
So why did he suddenly explode only when he got here?
But they didn't get the answer so quickly.
As the police rushed towards Tetsuya Kamiya, the gun in his hand fell to the ground without the safety on, and he was swaying and about to fall, like a withering afternoon flower that could no longer maintain its last brilliance.
Finally, he fell into a bloody yet warm embrace.
In the distance, another team hurried over and shouted at the top of their lungs: "Alert the police - this base
People turned their heads suddenly and looked at the base where the fire had exploded. Suddenly they understood why Kamiya Tetsuya suddenly opened fire...
[Blood Chapter·Moonlit Night (Part 2) end]
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“My life is about to end!” In a safe house in Toriya Town, the salted fish suddenly jumped up as if a nail had been placed on a stool, knocking things on the table to the ground.
He took a breath, lay back on the bed, rolled over, and burrowed himself into the quilt, muttering softly.
"Rum, that sticky old guy is so disgusting, no no, I need to take two baths!"
Gin was leaning against the window at this moment, applying medicine to himself with a sullen face.
It can be said that he and Akai Shuichi are of the same level, but he had a slight advantage because he was playing at home and was well prepared. Later, he was chased by Hagiwara Kenji all the way and was seriously injured.
In the past, you could ask Vodka, but because there was no one managing the base in Germany, Vodka could only go there with orders to help.
And expecting Tetsuya Kamiya to apply medicine to him is worse than expecting a sow to climb a tree.
Hearing this, the silver-haired killer raised his eyes and said, "It's been solved? How are you going to recover the experimental subject?"
He actually didn't know the principle of this experimental subject called "No. 5", but its high repairability and controllability made Gin feel that it still had a lot of research value.
But Kamiya Tetsuya kept his mouth shut and never revealed the origin of this story.
Gin could actually understand it. After all, to some extent, Number Five could be a real scapegoat.
Kamiya Tetsuya said with a hum: "Rum is dead, the base has been demolished, and No. 5 is temporarily in the hands of the public security."
"Are you sure we won't be discovered?"
"No, No. 5 can completely simulate my situation. Apart from the natural wound on my neck, their blood and DNA tests show that they are no different from me. As for my physical condition... after all, I have so many injuries, and they can find a reason for me after stitching and patching them up. Thank you for that."
Tetsuya Kamiya said sincerely.
Gin: “…” He was indeed very happy when he whipped Corpse No. 5 to vent his anger, but when he thought about how Tetsuya Kamiya was eager to see that scene, he suddenly felt a little heartbroken.
Kamiya Tetsuya turned around in the quilt and said vaguely: "The scar on your neck is just the right width for a reduced collar. Just wear it off and it won't be noticed."
Gin: "Just be clear about the outcome."
"I'll replace him after two days of rest. I'll need your cooperation in other matters then." Tetsuya Kamiya poked his head out from under the quilt and picked up the phone that was beside him.
"Two days?" Gin frowned, "You still want to play here for two days?"
The organization's work hasn't been completed yet, and the boss has a lot of things to deal with, but Tetsuya Kamiya actually said he wanted to take a break?
Gin began to think about the possibility of usurping the throne.
Salted Fish didn't reply to him. He turned on his touchscreen phone and the news interface popped up. The homepage was Conan, the world's number one outlaw who was more arrogant than a winery - Phantom Thief Kid.
"The thief Kidd sent out another notice! The Suzuki Group vowed to catch the thief!"
"Where is the thief nemesis Ruro still, and can the security forces protect the wealth of the Japanese people?"
《Shock! The thief Kidd has made another achievement. The police have failed many times. Is there an inside story?》
Hmm...it seems that this last media has already prepared a report and even published it incorrectly.
So how unpopular are the Japanese police? !
Tetsuya Kamiya clicked in to see the details.
The operation to overthrow the organization is too large, and it is difficult to mobilize police force. Conan Edogawa, the Mori family and others are still under layers of protection. Therefore, the invitation letter sent by the thief Kid has not been answered yet, and people can only infer the time from a few simple sentences that it will be tomorrow.
Only a few relevant personnel of the Suzuki Group are protected, and the rest of the members are naturally still active in the open - after all, the company cannot do without the person in charge.
This time, the gem that Kidd wants to steal is once again a new gem acquired by the Suzuki family, called the "Eye of Medusa". The light-colored gem contains green dots, which looks very beautiful.
Tetsuya Kamiya checked the exhibition venue - a newly built two-story building. After the exhibition, he planned to develop a press conference and a dance party, which were all arranged perfectly.
Based on the plot of Conan, this situation seems to be very suitable for a theater version?
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Gin urged, "What do you want to do?"
Kamiya Tetsuya looked up: "Gin, do we still have bombs in stock? I think we can get them tomorrow and then go to Germany."
Gin raised his head and met Kamiya Tetsu's eyes, which were filled with the word "make trouble" and eager to try.
He paused and said, "Then let's book a flight to Germany in advance."
——Prevent this salted fish from changing his mind and lying back down!
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The encirclement and suppression of the organization was finally over. Everyone was exhausted. Even the breath was filled with the smell of blood and gunpowder. Even walking made them want to launch attacks.
Countless researchers and killers who conducted illegal experiments were arrested and brought to justice. In order to avoid causing a sensation, the police even used trucks to secretly transport the people away.
It was daybreak, and it was another fine day. Even though it was only the dawn, the mild sun had already penetrated the clouds, painting the ground with a light, hazy golden hue, as if it were a good harvest.
But no one was happy. Some even cried out loudly when the explosions, ambulances and sirens rang out at the end of the meeting.
The price paid for this campaign was too high, and it made everyone feel heavy in their hearts, with a heavy smell of blood and iron; thus, this campaign could not be considered a success.
Success is that the organization's headquarters has been destroyed. After losing so many members and all the research data, it will take too long for the organization to make a comeback, and the police will not stop searching.
The police have won this game of chess so far. They will continue to pursue the victory and will not give the organization a chance to revive.
But the failures cannot be ignored, and they even feel like there is a rope around their necks, making it difficult for them to breathe.
The organization's top leader never showed up, Gin escaped the battle and his whereabouts were not found, and some police records showed that the members did not match their numbers, and it was unknown whether they died in the explosion.
The only reward was rum, which almost detonated a bomb and took them back to the second-in-command of the organization. They cut off the only fish.
Or, it cannot even be said that they made the final decision. They did nothing from beginning to end, watching everything happen with their own eyes, and only pieced together the truth from the clues afterwards.
Just like the policeman who is always late in the detective movies.
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In the hospital corridor, the police officers, all in a state of panic, leaned against the wall facing each other, all of them silent. A deadly atmosphere spread around them. Even though they were old friends reuniting and the battle to the death was over, no one was in the mood to exchange pleasantries.
It can even be said that the two pairs of young children were standing in a cross-shaped manner at this time.
The red light on the emergency room became a complete signal that captured their senses. Everyone stared at it, even with dry eyes, not wanting to blink even once.
At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard in the corridor, and Conan Edogawa and Ai Huihara hurried over here.
Maybe she should not be called Huihara Ai, but Miyano Shiho. The little girl with short chestnut hair has now turned into an 18-year-old girl. She looks cold and gloomy in black clothes. Her ice-blue eyes are flashing with flames of hatred, which are clearly extinguished, but are quietly burning under the ice.
She walked very fast, still maintaining the body shape of a child, and Edogawa Conan almost trotted to keep up with her.
When it's time to change, Edogawa Conan will definitely give a reminder, but at this moment, the little detective just has a blank face and chases after him staggeringly.
It's like a silent pantomime.
But soon, the sound appeared.
Miyano Shiho walked up to the wolf-like Furiya Rei and punched him in the face without hesitation.
The muffled sound is not loud, but because it is too quiet, it is very clear.
The girl was not very strong. In fact, even if she hit him a few more times, it would only cause slight pain, not the kind of bloody pain that could knock all his flesh off.
The blond young man just stared at her with his purple-gray eyes without moving.
Seeing him in such a dead state, Miyano Shiho became even more furious. She bit her teeth and grabbed Furuya Rei's collar. Her arms were shaking, and she couldn't land the second punch.
Based on what?
The girl was crying and feeling resentful in her heart.
Why would these guys be protected by teachers, even at such a cost to them?
They clearly knew nothing and thought they were doing good things for the teacher, but everything they did was harmful to these guys in the dark!
But, but these things cannot be denied...
Miyano Shiho bit her lower lip hard, breaking the inner wall and causing blood to ooze out, but she was too stubborn to cry out or show her vicious side.
No matter whether it was her, Vermouth, or Kamiya Tetsuya, they were all like moths that flew into a flame. They knew that the tiny bit of light would lead to death, but they still rushed into it without any regrets and burned themselves to ashes.
Miyano Shiho will never forget last night. When she and Edogawa Conan were anxiously waiting for news, the guards outside suddenly brought in a slightly unruly blonde girl.