Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 386 Fierce battle!
Here, the CIA was utterly routed, their blood staining the mountains and forests, while on the other side, Yuri no longer concealed his presence.

With the CIA leading the way and drawing the attention of the Black Organization, there was relatively ample time to capture Louis.

"It seems you've been following me for quite some time."

Hearing the commotion, Louis turned around and saw that the person who had come was none other than the policeman he had beaten to the ground a few days ago. He laughed arrogantly:

"Isn't this the police from that night? You still dare to come looking for me? Aren't you afraid of walking here and being carried away lying down?"
Oh, or maybe they'll all fall and become food for wild dogs tomorrow.

Yuri stared blankly at Louis, his eyes blazing with fury, his clenched fists threatening to smash into Louis's face at any moment.

Louis wasn't annoyed by the lack of a reply. He examined the object carefully and then suddenly frowned.

Only a few days have passed, and the other party doesn't have a single scratch. He didn't hold back any strength that day, so at the very least, he should have had a cast on, right?
This was the first time he had ever doubted his own strength.

Are they twins? Actually, this guy from a few days ago is his brother.

"Stop looking, it's me! With your cat-like scratching strength, don't embarrass yourself."

The two sides remained locked in a standoff, completely ignoring the hail of bullets not far away, only occasionally glancing at the sound of explosions.

Don't be fooled by Yuri's current leisurely pace; he's not entirely unhurried.

He heard the helicopter explosion clearly. While feeling heartbroken, it also confirmed that it was a trap set for the police and the CIA!
However, there might be CIA spies in the brewery, plus some mysterious people interfering, such as the other person who appeared at Ichiro Ishimoto's house that day.

That guy was probably the one who deliberately leaked Louis's information to the police. He even suspected that Tequila had a hand in it. These people all had their own agendas and were just messing around.

It was chaotic and contradictory, strange yet reasonable in every way, which led him to unknowingly fall into the trap.

It was only after seeing the real Louis that he realized the events of the past few days might not have been Gin's doing alone; there were other people involved.

But it doesn't matter. As long as we can capture Louis, it doesn't matter who orchestrated the whole thing or who was just a hindrance.

If Louis is successfully captured, the police will definitely be able to obtain a lot of information about the Black Organization's European operations.

There will probably be some in Japan as well, and they might be able to carry out a major purge of the Japanese branch, taking down several of the Black Organization's strongholds or bases.

"So you showed up today to fight me again?"

Louis looked himself up and down, then pinched his lower back, looking a little embarrassed.

I was sat on twice by the other person, and my lower back still hurts. The other person was rubbed on the ground by me for so long, but he is still full of energy and a hero.

Don't go too far!
"Stop showing off, you must have taken some kind of stimulant or something."

Yuri was about to say something when Louis gave him no chance to continue his "argumentation" and punched him.

Yuri squinted and sneered, casually tossing the gun to his underling before twisting his neck and charging forward.

The two instantly engaged in a fierce battle.

Ichiro Ishimoto's house wasn't enough for a good fight, and the space was too cramped. Now that there was a spacious place, it was the perfect opportunity for another fight.

The distant sounds of gunfire and artillery served as background music, instantly elevating the atmosphere of the battle.

"Boss"

One of them tried to stop them, but was stopped by Number 1, who shook his head and said, "Haven't you seen it yet? We only have five people left now, and we've lost our absolute numerical advantage. Boss seems reckless, but he's actually wearing down the enemy's stamina."

"Wait for orders. When the boss feels that his strength is almost exhausted, that will be the best time for us to launch a sneak attack."

Indeed, Louis was, after all, the distillery's top assassin. While the five of them were not bad, they were not enough to leave Louis with no chance to escape. Exhausting his energy was the best option.

Number 1 glanced down at the bag in his arms. Inside the bag was something very important to Louis. Even if the boss lost, he could use this to threaten him!
That's the source of his confidence to say such things!

"Louis, you have no future. Even Gin doesn't intend to let you go. The only way to survive is to cooperate with our police investigation and provide evidence against the Black Organization."

While being hit—no, while being hit—Yuri kept nagging, “Gin wants to kill you, the police only want to arrest you. In this small corner of Japan, only the police can protect you. I advise you not to be ungrateful!”

Louis remained silent, but his foot stomped even harder, sending Yuri flying three or four meters.

After landing, Yuri rolled backward twice and crouched down. He patted his chest and stood up as if nothing had happened.

Louis gritted his teeth at the sight, thinking that the other party must have taken performance-enhancing drugs, otherwise a kick of that magnitude would at least leave him lying on the ground for a while, even with broken ribs.

Not only were the opponents completely unharmed, they became even more energetic as the fight progressed.

Louis already had a back injury, which was aggravated by vodka and Gil, and the current battle was already making him frown.

Yuri, delighted with his successful punch, shouted, "Again!"

The humiliation from that massage day surged into Yuri's heart. He felt full of power and his eyes were fixed on Louis, the culprit. Today, he had to beat Louis to a pulp!
Clang——

Louis pulled out a tactical dagger, which he had just obtained from the corpse of a dead peripheral member.

"Then come again!"

As for why he didn't draw his gun?

Although they had guns, the last bullet had already been given to Kiel, and the pistols of the peripheral members who had just died on the road were also out of ammunition.

So it wasn't that he didn't want to fire, but that the conditions didn't allow it.

Luckily, Yuri was an idiot. If it were him, he would have immediately unleashed a burst of bullets, whether they hit or not was another matter, the key was to project an aura of power. That's the logic, but Yuri was certainly not an idiot; he dared to fight bare-handed because he had reservations and trump cards up his sleeve!
A man who would dig up a national grave doesn't care about martial ethics at all. Now, besides wanting to beat up Louis to vent his anger, he just wants to expend his energy, just like Number 1 thought!
A person's reputation precedes them, and besides, they had already clashed at Ichiro Ishimoto's house before, so Yuri knew that simply firing a gun might not be enough.

"Using a knife, huh!"

Yuri beckoned, and Number 1 pulled out a long, narrow katana from behind his back and tossed it over.

The sharp katana spun a few times in the air, severing tree branches and embedding itself firmly in the ground at Yuri's feet.

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Louis glanced at the tactical dagger in his hand, then at the meter-long sword opposite him, and cursed inwardly! He should have hidden some weapons here at Puppet Ridge.

But there was nothing he could do about it; who would have thought Gin would make a move against him?

The moment Yuri caught the sword, he executed a beautiful sword flourish, then lightly sheathed the sword at his waist, his right hand loosely gripping it, and he stood half-standing to the side.

This is the starting stance for Iaijutsu. Although Number 1 didn't throw the scabbard over, it didn't stop him from drawing his sword.

Louis sneered: "What's the use of superficiality!"

He doesn't understand the art of swordsmanship in Japan, but he's a master at using knives!

Louis, gripping the dagger, accelerated and charged straight at them!

Yuri calmed himself down and imagined Louis's face as that wicked brother-in-law—no, he imagined it as that wicked Xia Chuan.

In this way, the momentum immediately increased!

Facing a top assassin, Yuri remained calm and collected, gathering his strength and momentum!
"Kill him!"

In a split second, Yuri shouted and drew his sword instantly.

My kendo teacher once said that regardless of how skillful your swordsmanship is, the moment you draw your sword, you must have momentum! And your voice must be loud!
The blade flashed through the air, producing a sharp whistling sound.

Louis was startled and paused, but his body suddenly bent into an eerie arc. The long samurai sword just slid past his ear and then smoothly avoided his shoulder.

Yuri realized he was in trouble. In that short time, Louis had already reached his armpit!

Swish!
The dagger sliced ​​across the waist bone, tearing open the flesh and causing blood to gush out instantly!

The wound was just below the bulletproof vest; it didn't protect me!
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Yuri touched the blood on his waist, cursing his kendo teacher a hundred times in his mind.

Although he only learned it in the last few days, with his intelligence, he shouldn't be like this; it must be the teacher's fault.

This move has too many flaws; once the attack is broken, the opponent will inevitably suffer a follow-up blow.

Louis also touched his waist.

He had originally planned to use his dagger to withstand the samurai sword.

Suddenly, I was startled by the roar!
The shock caused his body to twist involuntarily, which aggravated his waist injury, resulting in a strange, skewed curve. This curve was perfectly skewed, just enough to dodge the Iaijutsu while simultaneously hitting the target.

Earn 1 point!
Louis sneered, "Did you practice your swordsmanship with your mouth?"

That disdainful smile suggested that he had seen through Yuri's moves from the very beginning.

Yuri felt embarrassed and didn't reply. Before the two separated, he raised his sword and slashed upwards. After being dodged, he took a step forward and swept it horizontally.

stab-

Louis's clothes were ripped open with a long tear, and when they fell down, the bulletproof vest underneath was visible.

The bulletproof vest had white marks on it, but it wasn't torn.

Louis reached out and patted the bulletproof vest, his eyebrows raised slightly as if mocking.

The glint of a blade flashed before his eyes in the moonlight, but instead of hearing Yuri's angry voice, he was met with a samurai sword aimed at his neck.

The four police officers watching the commotion exchanged uneasy glances.

It wasn't because I was worried that Yuri would be killed by Louis.

I just feel like after watching so much, I don't know if I'll end up like #1, being called into the training room for a heart-to-heart talk. After all, the leader's performance right now seems a bit weak.
"Just pretend you didn't see it, don't mention it afterward, just pretend you were observing the situation on the other side of the gunshot."

Number 1 had a deep understanding of this and shared his experience with his three teammates.

The three nodded in unison, then continued watching the battle.

It was quite interesting; you don't get to see such intense battles during normal training. It was a rare opportunity.

Louis leaned back to create distance between himself and Yuri. In close combat, Yuri's longsword had the advantage over his dagger.

The moment he leaned back, he felt a weakness in his lower back, and instead of completing the backflip, he landed hard on his bottom.

Yuri's eyes lit up. He didn't know what Louis was doing, but he knew this was his chance. He gripped the hilt of his knife with both hands and thrust it downwards!

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