Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 963 The Death of the Hostage
Honjou and Shu revealed a ferocious smile. They had overestimated these two people, who hadn't even put up a fight.

The smile had barely bloomed when it immediately froze.

Because his wrist was firmly gripped.

"Hilarious! You actually think you're so great?"

"No matter what methods you used to kill six people, you are still just an ordinary person in the end."

Although Kusuda Rikumichi's role is primarily intelligence gathering, as a codenamed member, his combat capabilities are certainly not weak.

It's just that it's different from other codenamed members of professional assassins.

Ireland didn't even blink, which speaks volumes about their confidence.

"what!!"

The wrist rotates more than 180 degrees.

"Click."

Honjou and Kijuku could no longer feel their hands; intense pain was shooting through their wrists and elbows.

"Enough with the nonsense, hand over the MP3 you took from Masaaki Okakura."

One hand gripped the neck of Ben and Shu.

With both feet off the ground and suspended in mid-air, a feeling of suffocation surged through me, and I kicked my hands and feet frantically.

Ireland only lowered his hand when the other person's face turned purple.

"I'm giving you one last chance. Hand over the MP3 player, or your life will come to an end."

"What MP3?"

Ben Shang and Shu didn't react for a moment.

A fist made intimate contact with the face, a muffled groan escaped, and several teeth flew out along with saliva and blood.

"I remember now, there is such an MP3 player, but I don't have it with me."

At the door, Xia Chuan was about to intercept the order when he heard these words and stopped in his tracks.

Conan followed behind, intending to come in, but he wasn't paying attention and bumped into Natsukawa, landing hard on his bottom.

The commotion wasn't big, but it wasn't small either.

Ireland immediately noticed the commotion outside and stopped asking questions.

That was quite a commotion. Could we have been discovered?

With a serious expression, Kusuda Rikudo pulled out a pistol, held it in front of him, and slowly walked out.

Conan gave an awkward smile and silently mouthed "Sorry".

"What's the use of apologizing now!"

Xia Chuan stood by the door, feeling helpless.

Kusuda Rikudō was unusually cautious. He stood at the doorway and listened for a few seconds before suddenly flashing to the door.

The pistol was raised and pointed to the left.

With blond hair and blue eyes, dressed in casual clothes, Xia Chuan immediately came into his view.

Without hesitation, Kusuda Rikudo pulled the trigger.

"what?"

The bullet was not fired.

Upon closer inspection, a finger was stuck in the trigger position.

In that split second, the pistol slipped from his hand, and a size 42 leather shoe struck him squarely in the chest.

From Ireland's perspective, all he saw was Kusuda Rikudo's hands suddenly tremble, and then a pair of feet stretched out from the left blind spot, kicking the person away!

"Kusuda Rikudō!" Ireland shouted.

Gunfire rang out.

"Da da da--"

The bullet hit the edge of the door frame, and Ireland quickly moved towards the doorway.

Before they even stepped outside, the mysterious long-legged owner appeared at the door, pointing a gun inside, ready to pull the trigger.

Just as Xia Chuan got into position, he saw Ben Shang and Shu being held hostage by Ireland and pressed against his front. He immediately gave up firing and hid behind the door.

"Xia Chuan!"

"How dare you appear before me."

Hatred flared in Ireland's eyes, and a surge of anger rushed to his head.

His hatred for Xia Chuan was no less than anyone else's.

Why didn't he shoot?
Ireland immediately realized what was happening. Xia Chuan was assessing the notebook and tree in his hand.

"Back off, or I'll kill him!"

Honjo and Shu were completely bewildered, having no idea what kind of match they had entered.

Didn't I come here to kill someone?
How did I suddenly become a hostage?

Weren't those two people police officers? Was the blond man outside the police?
But why are they Western faces?

No one could answer these questions for him, and he felt the tightness in his chest growing stronger, his breath becoming labored and difficult to breathe.

Natsukawa did not answer, but pulled Conan behind him.

Kusuda Rikudo, who was opposite, had already stood up.

Unfortunately, he only had a pistol, which had just been taken from him, and now his only weapon was his fist.

But the opponent's name is Natsukawa, someone who can only be suppressed by Gin unleashing a special state.

"Back off quickly, or you and the tree will surely die."

Although they didn't know what Xia Chuan's purpose was, they were happy as long as it created an opportunity for the two of them.

Xia Chuan tilted his head, his expression strange.

"Why do you think I care about the lives of the tree and the tree?"

"What about her?"

Ireland had already left the room, leaving Honjo and Itsuki to Kusuda Rikumichi, while he himself took the unconscious Shindo Keigo hostage.

Between the two of them, Xia Chuan must have some consideration for one of them.

Xia Chuan snorted coldly, "People can die, but you must stay. Opportunities to be alone like this are really rare."

Alone?

Both Ireland and Kusuda Rikudō had absurd ideas in their minds.

There were two of them, and Xia Chuan was alone. Did they really take it seriously?

Not to mention the child behind him, he also had two hostages in his hands.

By this time, many people had already heard the gunshots.

Although no police were called, the doors of several houses were already open.

Clearly, some people have already gone downstairs and escaped.

As for calling the police, that's a given.

The apartment here is located in the city center and is not far from the Ayase City Police Headquarters. The police can arrive at the scene in about ten minutes.

"Really? If you're not afraid of the child behind you getting hurt, you can give it a try."

The two of them each had a hostage, which could both threaten and act as human shields, while Xia Chuan had no cover at all.

At this distance, you can't possibly dodge bullets, can you?
"Wait a minute, I can aim at the kid behind you. Even if I die, I can take one down with me."

Ben Shang and Shu were sweating profusely. Who exactly were these two groups of people?

They didn't seem to be police officers, and they were saying all sorts of inappropriate things.

Having killed six people, he was so vicious, yet compared to them, he seemed like just an innocent child.

"That MP3 player isn't on me! It's here."

"boom!"

Xia Chuan surprisingly fired the first shot.

Ben Shang and Shu had bloody holes blown out of their foreheads, and bullets flew past the back of their heads.

Blood and brain matter splattered on Kusuda Rikudo's face.

The stench of blood filled the air, and everyone was stunned by the scene.

Honjou and Itsuki never expected to die so easily; their expressions remained frozen in fear and unease.

Kusuda Rikudo wiped the blood from his face, his heart pounding wildly.

Ireland was the first to react and retreated.

"Uncle Xia Chuan, what are you doing!"

Conan looked completely bewildered, his face flushed with anger, and his clenched fists seemed to want to crush his palms.

Even if Ben Shang and Shu killed someone, the matter should be handed over to the law for judgment.

This shot, this bullet, not only tarnished the law, but also shook Xia Chuan's image in his heart.

The plum blossom on the forehead of the tree, like a heavy hammer, strikes at Conan's sense of conviction.

(End of this chapter)