Violence supervision in Conan

Chapter 590 Lao Baigan Reappears! Curaçao: Hiss—Lao Baigan is actually Oni Takeshi?!

"what--"

Accompanied by splattering blood, there was also a pitiful wail.

Curaçao opened her eyes upon hearing the sound and was surprised to find herself unharmed.

What shocked her even more was that the one who let out the wail was none other than Binga on the other side!
At this moment, Binga was kneeling on the ground, tightly covering his right shoulder with his hand.

Half of his shoulder was stained red with blood.

Binga's face was contorted with bulging veins and his forehead was covered in cold sweat; he was clearly enduring excruciating pain.

When his gaze moved to his shoulder, Curaçao's pupils suddenly contracted.

A bloody hole had appeared on the other person's shoulder, piercing right through the scapula, with the torn muscle visible inside.

Binga endured the pain, his eyes fixed on what was in front of him, his gaze filled with rage.

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

Curaçao followed his gaze, and the next second, a look of shock appeared on her face again.

On the ground in front of Binga, there was a blood-stained pebble, about the size of a thumb.

Curaçao immediately wore an expression of disbelief as well.

Could it be that Binga's injury was caused by a small stone?
The moment the thought crossed Curaçao's mind, a wave of horror washed over him.

Who on earth could cause such an injury, comparable to that of a firearm, with just an ordinary pebble?
Is it...

Curaçao looked up abruptly and saw a tall, imposing figure standing not far from her and Binga.

The setting sun shone through the window onto the back of the figure, as if wrapping him in a dazzling golden light!

When exactly?
Curaçao was horrified once again.

She was completely unaware that there was another person there!

Binga was clearly unaware of the danger, which is why he fell victim to it without any warning!

Who is it? !
Curaçao strained her eyes, trying to see the uninvited guest's true face.

pat!

The sound of footsteps came.

The other person stepped forward.

A shadow swept across his upper body, gradually revealing a strange appearance.

A black trench coat and a white mask exude an air of mystery.

However, Curaçao knew this person...

"Old Baijiu!"

she blurted out.

As someone who repeatedly opposed the organization, and as Rum's confidante, she couldn't possibly be unaware of it; she was naturally familiar with that familiar outfit.

Curaçao never expected that when he was in dire straits, this mysterious old man would suddenly appear and injure Binga.

What is the other party’s purpose?
A deep sense of doubt arose in Curaçao's mind.

They shouldn't have any connection, and besides, he was a member of the organization, so the other party had no reason to save him.

Or perhaps... Lao Baigan didn't want to save her, but rather wanted to get rid of her and Binga at the same time?

That should be correct.

After all, the other party has been causing trouble for the organization, so they are clearly an enemy, not a friend.

Curaçao's heart tightened, but then he relaxed.

Having come this far, what difference does it make whether I die at the hands of Binga or at the hands of this mysterious old baijiu maker?

Sure enough, the other party didn't waste any words, took a step and stood in front of Binga, raising his fist to finish him off.

But in the next second, Binga, who seemed to be seriously injured, suddenly sprang up, enduring the pain, and turned his gun around at an extremely fast speed.

The firing and shooting were done in one smooth motion!
boom!
The bullet left the barrel and hit Lao Baigan's face directly!
Without even looking or caring whether he had hit the target, Binga leaped into the air and charged with all his might toward the window that Curaçao had smashed when he entered.

Clearly, he also recognized Lao Baigan. Knowing the opponent's strength, he did not choose to fight head-on. Without uttering a single word, he decisively chose to create an opportunity to escape.

The strong man breaks his wrist!

The series of actions were extremely swift, decisive, and efficient, without any hesitation or delay, befitting a cadre of the organization.

Old Baigan seemed to have been caught off guard by Binga's sudden attack. The shot naturally couldn't hurt him, and he dodged it with a sidestep.

However, this delay made it too late to chase after him. Binga exerted all his strength, even at the cost of blood, and was now almost at the window.

Lao Bai Gan couldn't catch up.

With hope of escape in sight, Binga's eyes lit up, and as if his strength had been injected into his body again, he pushed off the ground with both legs and jumped out of the window.

Old Bai Gan stood still, his expression unreadable because of the mask. With a flick of his wrist, he suddenly revealed a pebble between the two fingers of his right hand.

A flick of the finger!
puff!
With a whooshing sound, the pebble flew through the window and disappeared in a flash!
"what--"

A mournful wail echoed faintly from afar, fading into the distance. Binga had escaped after all.

Unable to stop the other party, Lao Baigan did not pursue them further.

The next moment, the cold eyes behind the mask turned to Curaçao.

Curaçao's heart skipped a beat.

He watched helplessly as the old baijiu (a type of Chinese liquor) gradually walked towards him.

Is the other party going to get rid of me next?
Curaçao had no intention of resisting.

She didn't think she had any hope of escaping from someone who could take down Gin in one move.

Besides, she had just witnessed Binga's strength firsthand, proving that his reputation was well-deserved.

By then, it was too late for her to escape, and Curaçao didn't want to escape either.

Instead, a feeling of relief welled up inside me.

People who oppose an organization shouldn't be so depraved as to harm even children.

In this way, perhaps Ayumi and the other two can be saved.

Just as Curaçao closed her eyes and awaited death, things took another turn that surprised her.

The tall figure stood before him, and Curaçao felt his breath catch in his throat.

However, the next moment, Lao Baigan made a surprising move—

Right in front of her, he took off his mask, revealing a familiar yet shocking face!

"Oni... Oni Takeshi?!"

Curaçao was dumbfounded.

Who would have thought that Lao Baigan was actually Oni Takeshi!

But on second thought, Oni Takeshi's strength is also widely known within the organization, so it seems quite reasonable that the two are the same person.

and……

If it's Oni Takeshi, then it means he already knew the identities of his organization's members!

Was he acting out my role the whole time?

Curaçao immediately realized that he had been exposed.

I was a little annoyed, but mostly relieved and self-deprecating.

But... why did Oni no Takeshi tell me this secret?
Shocked, a wave of perplexing questions immediately washed over Curaçao.

I don't understand why Ono Takeshi would expose his identity to someone who is still considered an enemy.

But at the same time, she couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.

Regardless of Oni Takeshi's true identity, since the other party has taken the initiative to reveal his identity, it is clear that he does not intend to deal with him.

"Why...why..."

Curaçao was speechless.

"This isn't the place to talk, shall we go somewhere else?" Oni Takeshi smiled slightly.

Curaçao took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, and nodded numbly.

At that moment, she was completely confused and couldn't understand Oni Takeshi's purpose.

Then he looked at the three little ones who were unconscious the whole time and asked worriedly, "What about them?"

"Don't worry, someone will come to rescue them soon."

Oni Takeshi's words put Curaçao at ease; she believed that the other party had no reason to deceive her.

Moreover, in the current situation, his life and death are completely in the hands of the other party.

Curaçao did not believe that just because the other party was Oni no Takeshi, he would definitely let her go.

After all, I am a member of the organization.

She has no choice.

After treating his wounds briefly, Curaçao left the warehouse with Oni Takeshi.

For a moment, the place became quiet again.

Only three little ones were lying on the ground, fast asleep.

Fifteen minutes later.

boom!
A soccer ball smashed through the warehouse door.

Immediately after, a short figure rushed in on a skateboard.

"Ayumi, Genta, Mitsuhiko! I'm here to save you..."

(End of this chapter)