Chapter 231 Winter is Coming · Finale

The wind whistled past.

It was rare to see such strong winds in the summer. Morobu Kagemitsu's black hair was blown up by the wind, and stuck to his forehead due to sweat, causing an annoying itchy feeling.

The sudden disruption of the plan made the man's heart beat non-stop. He used his hands to tidy up the hair that was curled on his face, and then he realized belatedly that the mobile phone in his pocket was vibrating.

It was not the mobile phone he was using now, which received countless calls every day, but the one that Midorikawa Hikaru used before completely launching an attack on the organization.

He took it out and took a look at the interface.

It was an unfamiliar number.

The strange number that appeared at this moment made the police officer's heart suddenly beat violently. He cleared his throat, motioned to the seat next to him, who was also included in the plan and was looking at the map of the Shonen Palace with a frown, to stop talking, and answered the phone.

"Hello, hello."

"Zhufushi."

The last name spoken in a hoarse voice made Zhufushi Jingguang's eyes widen suddenly. His hand that was not holding the phone subconsciously pinched the armrest next to him, and he leaned forward, "Kun...?!"

The other side seemed to have no time to confirm his identity. He quickly spit out a place, which was the place connected to the vent.

"The control room can open all the entrances to the base." Yutani Misa said hoarsely. He stepped on the debris on the floor of the laboratory and the blood flowing from the throats of those researchers. The phone in his hand was from a guy who was unwilling to die.

He had thought about opening the control room directly through the vent, but the organization was very cautious. The ventilation duct leading to the control room was too narrow, and he couldn't get through even if he removed both shoulders.

"......Only a child's body can pass through the ventilation duct and reach the control room."

The voice leaked out from the microphone. Conan Edogawa, who looked serious, was stunned and put down the map in his hand. "I'll go."

This is indeed something only he can do. Yu Gu Miao lowered his eyes and did not emphasize the risks that everyone knew. He just said in a hoarse voice.

"I will deal with Gin."

After that, he hung up the phone without waiting for a reply, then put the phone in his pocket and looked at the many tubes of test reagents scattered in front of him.

He first touched the sedative that the organization had not provided since he was captured. He pushed it into his neck with his eyes downcast, then the painkiller, and then the others...

No matter what kind of medicine it was, whether it was stable or not, as long as it could increase the strength of this body in the short term, he would accept it all.

One injection after another.

The second tube of painkiller covered up the pain that kept coming from his internal organs as the effect of the medicine spread. Yu Gu Miao squinted his eyes. Even though he couldn't feel it, his body was shaking slightly at this time. Sweat slid down his angular jaw and dripped onto the ground as he slightly bent his body forward, diluting a small piece of blood.

Feeling his heart being squeezed, a suffocating trance rising from the very center, he panted slowly, and reached out his hand to the shoulder he had just removed, and restored it little by little. After the pain was suppressed, only a strange bloating remained. He

has not fully recovered, but as long as he wants, this unrecovered injury will not stop any of his movements.

He found his two knives in the innermost part of his laboratory. The tips of the knives were still sharp, reflecting light under the bleak light of the laboratory, like towering snow peaks.

The black-haired man held the white one upright in front of him and gently kissed the blade.

It was as if he was inviting these two knives that had accompanied him for more than a decade to have a final battle with him.

When Miya Yutani, wearing only a black windbreaker and holding the two terrifying daggers, appeared in the corridor outside the laboratory, Gin, who was in the laboratory for regular testing, did not show any surprise, as if he had expected that there would be such a day.

There was no language between the two, but the moment their eyes met, Miya Yutani suddenly moved.

He ran forward a few steps, passed the body of the guard, and then stepped on the wall on the right to use the force to bounce himself up. The two knives turned in his hands, like a part of his body, flashing sharp rays under the light.

Gin narrowed his eyes and raised his hand. Gun.

At the moment of the air, Yu Gu Miao pushed out the non-toxic dagger, and the snow-white blade stabbed at the man from the side. Because of the close distance, Gin could not avoid it and could only use his hand to block the surface of the gun.

The front surface cut through the gun, making a sharp sound that made people's teeth ache. At the same time, it cut a long and narrow cut on the back of the silver-haired man's hand. When the blade was ejected, he quickly turned the gun and fired two shots in a row upwards.

Both bullets passed along the outside of Yu Gu Miao's arm and tore the fabric of the black coat as much as possible.

When he saw that the dagger was dodged by the opponent, he immediately swung the black one at the back of Gin's neck. The poison of his dagger would take effect in five to ten hours, and now it was no different from an ordinary dagger. The

silver-haired man turned around quickly and tilted his head back slightly to avoid the knife. The sharp tip of the knife only brushed against the flying hair, and a few strands of silver hair were pulled apart and fell to the ground.

At the same time, Yu Gu Miao hooked the dagger on the ground with his toes. The snow-white dagger was lifted into the air by the force, and after spinning a small circle in the air, it was caught by the black-haired man's bloody hand.

He knew that he was no match for the opponent in hand-to-hand combat at this stage. He retreated several steps when he grabbed the dagger, and then rushed towards Gin again. The daggers in both hands drew a semicircle in the air. Gin immediately grabbed the wrist of the opponent who attacked first.

When his wrist was grabbed, Yu Gu Miao raised one corner of his mouth. He turned his fingers flexibly, making the blade that was originally stabbing forward quickly stab in the opposite direction. The poisonous dagger pierced the side of the opponent's palm while slicing his palm. The pain made the man frown and hum slightly from his nose. After

stabbing, he immediately turned his hand and used the dagger buried in the flesh to draw a deep and narrow cut on Gin's arm.

The bullet came from the hand that was pinched by the silver-haired man. Gun. The bullet shot out from his mouth, and Yu Gu Miao did not even stop swinging the blade with his other hand towards the opponent, allowing the bullet to shoot into his abdomen.

This was originally a move to block the opponent's attack, but neither Gin nor Yutani Miu moved aside at all. When the black-haired man thrust the dagger in his hand into Gin's shoulder and tore a deep wound downward, the bullets fired from the gun also pierced his abdomen.

The smell of blood spread in the air, and no one slowed down their actions.

"Mad man." Seeing his life-for-life fighting style, Gin said the first sentence after the two fought. He said "mad man", but interest flashed in his dark green eyes, and the arc of his mouth kept expanding, revealing a crazy and evil smile, as if this word was a wonderful compliment.

"Same here."

Yu Gu Miao responded with a cold face.

After he uttered this sentence, he immediately pulled out the dagger that was stabbed in Gin's shoulder, and then used the sharp tip of the knife to go down along the opponent's arm, cutting off the man's wrist without hesitation. While doing so, the hand that was holding his right wrist tightened and exerted force, directly crushing the wrist bone, bringing a series of teeth-grinding snapping sounds.

Both of them lost one hand at the same time. After his wrist was pinched, Yugu Miao quickly pulled his other hand back and pressed it on Gin's shoulder. Then, he used his arm as a support point, took a step to rise up, bent his knees and pressed them on the man's shoulders. He used his waist to turn half a circle in the air with the support of his arms and knees, clamped his neck with his thighs, and after both knees were against Gin's shoulders, he quickly released his arms and stabbed the dagger in his hand above the man's head.

Gin sneered.

He directly switched his hand. The gun switched to the hand that was cut on the side but still able to move, and shot upwards. He aimed at the opponent's knee and fired a shot. The bullet immediately embedded into Yu Gu Miao's flesh, and the blood splashed on Gin's silver hair and profile.

The dagger fell as usual, and just as the tip of the knife cut a hole in his head, before it had time to stab deeper, the silver-haired man grabbed his knees and legs with his hands, then threw the man on his shoulder to the side, and fired several bullets at the place where the opponent landed.

At this point, the ammunition in the gun was finally used up.

When Yu Gu Miao's back touched the ground, he rolled backwards twice with the momentum, and all the bullets shot at him hit the ground.

He didn't have time to care about his injured knee. After dodging the bullet, he stood up with his hands on the ground and quickly attacked Gin

. The man dodged the dagger he thrust, and the cold blade cut a narrow wound on the side of his neck. There were no bullets in the gun, so Gin simply threw away the weapon that was now in his way. He dodged several times in a row, and when Yu Gu Miao stabbed the last time, the man's dark green eyes darkened and he actually went forward to meet him.

The dagger that was originally heading for the heart was blocked by Gin's bare hands and stabbed the waist and abdomen below the chest, avoiding the vital parts. Regardless of the blade that pierced into his body, the silver-haired man sneered at the attacker, loosened his blocking hand, and instead pinched the opponent's slender neck.

At the moment of pinching, the man immediately exerted force and threw the man who was pinched by his fatal point to the ground next to him. Yu Gu Miao's back of the head hit the wall hard. He tried to pull out the dagger that pierced into Gin's body with his hand to attack again, but the opponent took the dagger with his other hand that was broken at the wrist but could still move and threw it away.

Blood slid down his black hair and dripped onto the ground. Gin gritted his teeth and held his neck with such force that he could strangle a person, not letting go for an instant.

Yu Gu Miao closed his eyes slightly, his cold grey pupils had already dimmed a little, and the hand that was stuck in his throat kept tightening without mercy, making the choking sound that he had originally made because of trying to get more oxygen disappear. The black hat

that the man who had been holding him down on the cold ground had been wearing had already fallen to one side during the fight, and the hair that hung down from the other side blocked the light and cast a shadow on the ground.

The man's bloody hand tightly grasped the neck of the man beneath him, and the veins on the back of his hand were exposed.

The blood mixed together, and it was impossible to tell whose blood belonged to whom.

Under Gin's messy silver hair, his dark green eyes flashed with an almost crazy light. He stared at Yu Gu Miao's painful frown due to lack of oxygen, struggling in vain, unwilling to let go of any expression on his prey's face before death.

The black-haired man seemed to have lost the ability to think due to the constant lack of oxygen. He loosened his hand that was originally trying to pull the hand that was pinching his neck, and instead pulled Gin's clothes in vain. The

thick black windbreaker was pulled open by the other party's action, and the buttons fell to the ground and bounced to the other side. The semi-permanent windbreaker was finally opened, revealing the thin high-collared lining underneath.

Ignoring this action, Gin pinched the cold white neck with one hand, and raised his other hand upwards, roughly brushing Yu Gu Miao's face, wiping off the dust and blood on it, and then slightly clawed his hand to pull his messy black hair on his face to one side, exposing the man's entire face to his sight without any obstruction. A layer of mist had

already covered the cold gray eyes, and the original pain gradually dissipated, emitting a trance of dark light. Gin looked down at the wound on the side of his head that was hit by Yu Gu Miao's hand. Blood was oozing out of the wound caused by the butt of the gun, staining a large area of ​​silver hair, and then gradually gathered into a drop of dark red blood along the corner of the forehead, and finally hit the bottom and fell into the right eye of the man on the ground.

The sudden stimulation made Yu Gu Miao blink subconsciously, and the drop of blood mixed with physiological tears flowed down from the corner of his eye, leaving a bloodstain on the side.

Admiring the dying look of the other party, Gin's smile widened a little bit. He looked carefully at the eyes that were about to lose their luster. When he got closer, he suddenly caught a flash of light in the cold gray eyes.

With the sound of clothes being pulled apart, the man's smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

He slowly lowered his head and looked down. Yu Gu Miao, who should have lost his strength, held tightly in his hands something that had been deeply embedded in his throat. After completely immersing it, Yu Gu Miao sneered and used both hands to drag the thing to the side.

Blood flowed out of the throat like a river bursting its banks.

It was a sharp piece of iron.

It looked like a long, sharp patch that had been removed from somewhere.

If Gin were to return to the cage that once imprisoned Cointreau and was now soaked in blood, he would probably notice that the belt buckle on the coat his subordinate was wearing when he died, which was made of a composite material to better secure the clothes, had lost the front end.

This piece of iron, which no one would have thought could be used as a weapon, now became a butcher's knife that chopped him down.

Silver-white hair swept across Yutani Mia's face.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the bleak light above his head. After several seconds, he realized belatedly that Gin was dead.

At this moment, a shrill alarm sounded from above, accompanied by the rumbling sound of mechanical operation as doors slowly opened, which was everywhere in the base. The young detective had successfully entered the control room through the vent and opened all the mechanisms, allowing the police to finally pierce into the heart of the organization like a sword.

But none of this has anything to do with him.

... A little tired.

Yu Gu Miao stretched out his hand and pushed aside the corpse that fell on him. The man still maintained the look before death, and even his eyes were not closed. It was obviously he who stabbed the iron sheet into the opponent's throat with his own hands, but now looking at this killer who has lost his breath, he did not feel the slightest bit of reality.

Perhaps the fact that Gin would die is a little incredible no matter who it is.

It's nothing incredible. He reached out and wiped off the blood that splashed on his face, thinking in a daze that even this organization that had been buried deep underground for who knows how many years would be uprooted, so it didn't seem incredible that this guy would die.

Yutani Miao slowly stood up with the help of the wall. He looked around and saw several instruments operating. Inside were all the data that the organization had painstakingly researched for decades... data that should not appear in the world. The data that

Tsukiyama Asari had given to Haibara Ai before, the data he brought out from the manor were enough for the girl to develop a medicine to restore her and the young detective to their original state. As for these...

the black-haired man quickly made a decision.

Fortunately, there was still flammable experimental liquid in this laboratory. Not much, but more than enough for now. He leaned against the wall and slowly spread all the liquid all over the laboratory, then sat down again next to Gin's body against the wall. He

took out a cigarette and a lighter from the pocket of the other person's windbreaker, lit one for himself, and then casually threw the lighter in his hand to the other side of the laboratory.

Fire immediately jumped up from the ground, burning all the experimental equipment, and the sound of alarms and small-scale explosions inside the machinery came at the same time.

Yu Gu Miao lowered his eyes and saw his hands covered with blood. Some of the blood had already semi-coagulated, and it felt sticky when he clenched his fists. Looking at his hands, he suddenly thought of many things, but these things disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The mobile phone in his pocket kept vibrating.

He took off the cigarette in his mouth and picked it up. The originally clean mobile phone was also stained with blood.

There was a familiar string of numbers on the screen. It was probably that Morobushi Jingguang had successfully entered the base with the team and was now looking for his location.

He really didn't want others to see him like this... with injuries all over his body.

But it won't be long, when the temperature is high enough, the machines not far ahead will explode, and nothing will be left here, neither the data nor himself.

Thinking of this, Yu Gu Miao leaned back slightly and leaned against the wall, suddenly remembering that he probably owed that gentle public security officer a lot of things to say.

He lowered his eyes, but finally picked up the phone and sent an email to the number that had been calling non-stop.

[The problem has been solved, Gin.

...Thank you.]

He didn't know where to start to thank him, nor did he know what else to say. After seeing the words "Sent successfully" appear on the screen, he tapped the interface with his fingers flexibly, deleted the call and communication records, turned off the phone, took out the card in the phone and broke it into pieces.

Yu Gu Miao reached out and touched the hand not far away. The gun, found the ammunition on Gin that he had not had time to replenish during the fight just now.

The cold gun. The muzzle was against his temple.

He had lived for decades, and was previously pulled forward and backward by hatred. Now, along with the stabbing sword and the fallen base, those hatreds were finally slowly spread out and cleared away. He could also continue to live, for the girl who might still be fantasizing that he could come back, and to find his family.

But for himself...what did he want to do, be a little selfish, put aside all those 'for', put aside everyone, think for himself once, live once, what did he want to do...? He wanted

to end all the pain, wanted to use bullets to erase the sins that he was forced to do...In short, he wanted to end it.

Yu Gu Miao looked at the cage-like laboratory, at the bleak white light that he had been looking at for decades, and felt relieved for the first time. It was as if the pressure on his shoulders, the things that had been lingering behind him and gnawing at his soul, had disappeared.

The Judge finally rang the funeral knell for himself.

The man curled his lips, and in the growing fire, in the rising thick smoke and hot air, before the violent explosion, he showed a smile without any haze.

He pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew out of the gun.

Everything ended with the sound of the gun.

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