Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 992 Fists Hard
Even Shuichi Akai's voice was trembling at this moment.

"No, you're not Dad. You've been disguised as Dad by Vermouth."

He didn't think Vermouth would confront him head-on, and his father hadn't appeared since his disappearance; even if he had, it shouldn't be like this.

Akai Tsutomu was seen pointing a gun at him and slowly approaching.

"who are you?"

Tsutomu Akai did not answer, his voice as cold as a killing machine.

His eyes were only on Shuichi Akai, and he fired without hesitation.

The bullet pierced through the air.

Shuichi Akai jumped into the room to avoid the bullets.

Before he could even get up, the person caught up with him.

Fortunately, the smoke and dust concealed his figure, making it impossible for the other party to find him.

"Whoosh-"

Suddenly, a fist shot out from the smoke and dust, smashing Akai Tsutomu away.

"Too weak." Akai Shuichi gasped for breath, spouting boastful words.

He didn't leave immediately. Instead, he walked over to Akai Tsutomu and tried to remove the disguise mask from the other man's face.

A sudden jolt of consciousness caused Tsutomu Akai to open his eyes.

Those deep pupils startled Shuichi Akai.

She looks just like her dad.

In that brief moment of hesitation, Akai Tsutomu had already kicked him away.

Shuichi Akai vomited blood.

He was about to leave, but decided to deal with the other party first.

The two faced off inside the room.

At one point, both sides charged at each other.

Neither of them fired their guns; instead, they engaged in fierce hand-to-hand combat.

Their fists immediately collided.

"It hurts."

Shuichi Akai shook his numb fist, his face looking rather grim.

My mom told me that my dad won the Southeast Asian free fighting championship in 1974, and his fists were rock hard.

"Come again!"

Shuichi Akai sprinted again, and as he approached, he bent his knees and slid in with a sliding tackle.

Akai Tsutomu was too late to stop it; his knee was kicked off the ground, and he landed face-first on the ground with a thud.

However, Shuichi Akai's routine doesn't stop there. With a push of his foot to regain his footing, he leaps into the air.

In mid-air, he clasped his left fist with his right palm and aimed his knee at Akai Tsutomu's spine.

This blow will at least result in partial disability.

However, it seemed as if Tsutomu Akai had eyes in the back of his head, displaying the perception of a martial arts expert, and dodged the attack.

"Crack!"

The wooden floor was dented.

Shuichi Akai thought to himself that it was a pity, and stood up expressionlessly.

"When did the organization acquire a combat expert like you? I've never heard of you before."

The other person didn't speak, but turned their head.

"and many more!"

Shuichi Akai's fierce expression suddenly froze for a moment.

He was surprised to see a wound on the other person's face!
If it were a disguise, the face shouldn't show wounds, but rather abraded skin.

This person wasn't disguised; he just had his father's face.

However, Tsutomu Akai had no intention of chatting with him; his orders were to take down Shuichi Akai.

With some reservations in mind, Shuichi Akai was sent flying with just a few punches and kicks.

He clutched his chest, his eyes darting around.

Although they were suspicious of the other person's identity, there was no time to think about it now; they had to leave immediately.

The footsteps in the distance grew closer, and several peripheral members blocked the entrance.

Without even looking at it, Hideaki Akai threw something out again.

Upon seeing this, everyone immediately dodged in the opposite direction of the grenade.

Five or ten seconds passed, but the imagined explosion did not occur.

"Damn it, it's a rock!"

While the outer members gritted their teeth, Akai Tsutomu had already chased after them out the window. Natsukawa, holding binoculars, watched intently.

He had long noticed a mysterious man wearing a hat among the people from the distillery. He initially thought it was one of Karasuma Renya's confidants, but to his surprise, it turned out to be a face he had only seen in a photograph, and from seventeen years ago.

"Akai Mutake?"

Joel put his hands in the snow to wash away the bloodstains on the golden cone. Sensing Xia Chuan's surprise, he looked up and asked, "Should we kill him?"

"Need not."

Xia Chuan shook his head, finally realizing who Rum had picked up at the airport.

It was actually Tsutomu Akai.

But why would he work for Rum, especially when he's hunting down his own son?

If you're not there in person, there are some things you can't know, and that's just how it is.

The purpose of this intervention was to hand Akai Mary over to the Black Organization and, incidentally, to annoy Shuichi Akai. Now, it has been accomplished.

Mary Akai was unable to leave the villa, and it seems she also left behind Judith Starling, which can be considered a buy-one-get-one-free deal.

As for the other FBI agents, some fled, and some died.

Conan's appearance was expected by Natsukawa, and sending Joel down was also to have someone to look after him should any problems arise.

Now that the other party has escaped the villa, it seems unlikely that they will be caught, given their scientific knowledge and protagonist aura.

Not only that, they even ran into Shuichi Akai.

Natsukawa's eyes lit up. In the scene, the direction Conan and the other FBI agents were fleeing was exactly where they had bumped into Shuichi Akai.

"Mr. Akai!"

Conan shouted, "Ms. Jodie and that child have been captured by Gin!"

With that childlike appearance, Conan couldn't bring himself to say, "Your mother was kidnapped by Gin."

"What."

Amidst his busy schedule, Hideaki Akai revealed a surprised expression.

How did I get arrested?

I've already injured Gin.
Before Shuichi Akai could brood for long, he was kicked into the snow by Tsutomu Akai, who had caught up with him.

FBI agents opened fire.

"stop!"

Shuichi Akai shouted, "Don't hit vital points!"

The voice was loud and the lip movements were very clear, so Xia Chuan saw it clearly.

He really is my favorite son.

"why?"

Conan and the other agents were puzzled.

James, with his white mustache, asked urgently, "Shuichi, what are you going to do? We can't waste any more time. They're right behind us, they'll catch up soon."

Of course I know.

Shuichi Akai gritted his teeth and muttered, "He might be my dad. The brewery might have done something to him. Please don't kill him."

He was genuinely worried that his men might resort to violence.

"Your father?"

The most confused one was Conan.

What an incredible plot!

Today's purpose was to save your mother and sister, but you failed to save your mother. Ms. Judy stayed behind, and now your father is chasing you.

If the screenwriter had any brains, they wouldn't have come up with such a plot.

Even if Conan experiences enough cases, he will still suffer from cerebellar atrophy.

"Conan, hurry up!"

Upon hearing Shuichi Akai's call, Conan was taken aback for a moment before understanding his meaning.

Shuichi Akai and Tsutomu Akai started fighting again.

In a split second, Shuichi Akai found an opportunity and, like a nimble monkey hanging from a tree, wrapped himself around Tsutomu Akai's back and locked his hands around Tsutomu Akai's throat.

Tsutomu Akai struggled with all his might.

Despite being over fifty years old, he struggled with immense strength, and Shuichi Akai could barely control himself, his face turning red.

"call out!"

A soft sound drifted through the wind and snow as the transparent anesthetic needle shattered between Akai Tsutomu's eyebrows.

Sensing his father's strength waning and his body finally collapsing limply in his arms, Shuichi Akai finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness, if Conan hadn't come, I might not have been able to beat my dad.

(End of this chapter)