I'm in Detective Conan, and the system has appointed Batman.

Chapter 238 A Three-Way Standoff? A Sudden Shot
Warehouse No. 13 at Harbour Wharf.

As an empty warehouse at the dock with no goods stored temporarily, Warehouse No. 13 had little cargo, only some unwanted items such as trolleys used for unloading, and the entrance was only symbolically secured with chains.

Currently, there is only one person in the warehouse.

That was the yakuza member who had arranged to meet Teraoka Katsutoshi at Warehouse No. 13.

Its name is Songshan.

"That's strange. He just wants to see me, so why does he expect me to call him at exactly twelve o'clock?"

"What exactly is this guy trying to do?"

Matsuyama frowned, his anger visibly palpable.

As a member of the underworld, he had no hobbies except for playing a few rounds at the gambling table. However, he had some bad luck yesterday and lost all his chips. He then gambled away his property certificate and car, but still lost everything.

Therefore, in a fit of anger, he followed the man who had won his money out of the casino.

Then, in the alley, he stabbed the gambler more than a dozen times, killing him instantly. After getting his lost prize back, he immediately called Inspector Katsutoshi Teraoka of the Fourth Investigation Division.

— Katsutoshi Teraoka was like his protector.

As a member of the Mud Ginseng Association, he often followed the leader's instructions to send money to Teraoka Katsutoshi, in large or small amounts. At first, he only asked Teraoka Katsutoshi to reveal some trivial matters.

Later, it gradually developed into gathering intelligence on the operations of the Fourth Investigation Division.

Because he couldn't shake off Taikai, Teraoka Katsutoshi eventually told him all the operational intelligence, which Taikai then relayed to his boss. And now—

He broke the rules and killed someone near the Dongchen Club's casino.

He can no longer return to Niji to attend the meeting, otherwise the boss will definitely treat him as a pawn and easily throw him to the Dongchen Society, at which point he will surely die. His only way out is with Teraoka Katsutoshi.

Matsuyama acted as the intermediary between the Mud-Sensing Association and Teraoka Katsutoshi, and he possessed evidence that Teraoka Katsutoshi had received substantial bribes.

Therefore, Matsuyama planned to use this evidence to extort money from Katsutoshi Teraoka, and use Teraoka as a cover to quietly slip away from Tokyo and start over elsewhere.

However, after making an appointment with Katsutoshi Teraoka yesterday, he spent the whole night squatting here.

The more I think about it, the worse it feels.

"Could this guy be planning to kill me to cover his tracks?"

Matsuyama frowned.

He looked around and realized he didn't have anything to defend himself. He had fled in such a hurry that he had even forgotten to bring his pistol. He needed to find a way out for himself.

Otherwise, if Teraoka Katsutoshi were to meet him and shoot him, resulting in a fight to the death, wouldn't that be the end for them?

"Let me think, where should I go to find a way out now..."

He muttered to himself in thought,
The next moment, a voice sounded beside me.
"How about going to prison?"

"Although you have to work on the sewing machine for a long time, the advantage is that there is no danger to your life. After you get out of prison, you can start your life anew in a different place. Isn't that a good thing?"

Matsuyama frowned and answered instinctively.

"What's good is good."

"I don't want to go to jail. With the chance to live a life of luxury, why would you go to jail... Who are you?!"

At that moment, he finally realized that someone had appeared beside him without his noticing.

Before he could react, he was suddenly sent flying into the air.

The world before my eyes is constantly turning upside down.

As Matsuyama's body slammed heavily onto the ground, a wave of pain washed over him.
He then realized that he had just been thrown over the shoulder and slammed to the ground.

"Let's talk?"

Chen En slowly squatted down, looked at Songshan lying on the ground, and casually asked,

“You know, given your current condition, if I beat you up and send you to the police station, you'll be sentenced.” “But I'll give you a chance to turn yourself in later. Although you'll still be sentenced, it will be a lighter sentence.”

"Let's choose one? Right now?"

Upon hearing this, Songshan's eyes widened.
He rolled over, supported himself with his hands on the ground, and slowly stood up.
How could he possibly accept such a proposal?
What's the difference between serving ten years in prison and serving eight years?
"You bastard..."

Matsuyama stared intently at the man in front of him.
He said sternly.
"Damn it, who are you? How did you know I was here?"

It couldn't have been sent by Katsutoshi Teraoka.
But it couldn't possibly be someone sent by the Mud Ginseng Association. If either side were to attack him, it would definitely be to silence him.

How could we possibly let him turn himself in?

Upon realizing this, Songshan instantly understood the identity of the person in front of him.

He pointed at Chen En and said loudly,
"You're a member of the Dongchen Society!"

"You're probably trying to persuade me to turn myself in by using the information I have to frame Teraoka Katsutoshi and the Mud Sankai, aren't you? Don't dream about it. If I actually turn myself in as you suggest, I'll be dead for sure!"

"Whether it's the boss or Teraoka Katsutoshi, they won't let me go!"

————Dongchen Society?

Chen En raised his eyebrows slightly.

He had not found any information about this criminal organization.
It seems that Tokyo has a third yakuza organization besides the Steel Association and the Mud Ginseng Association.

However, I'm not in the mood to play with him anymore.

Chen En stood up.

He looked at Songshan, and then said softly,

"Looks like you want me to beat you up and then hand you over to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department."

"Little glutton, I'll satisfy you!"

Matsuyama:?
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"Senior Teraoka, is this the warehouse number 13 at the harbor dock you mentioned?"

Kogoro Mouri looked at the dock warehouse in front of him.

As soon as he felt the car come to a complete stop, he immediately pushed open the door and got out.
However, just as he was about to go over there,
Teraoka Katsutoshi stopped him, and said seriously,
"Mori, I'll go alone."

"This is between him and me. You staying here will ensure my safety just the same!"

Kogoro Mouri hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay, I'll wait for you here."

"However, Teraoka-senpai, you must be careful!"

Upon hearing this, Katsutoshi Teraoka gave Kogoro Mouri a thumbs-up.

Then, without looking back, he walked towards the warehouse.

It seems to evoke a sense of desolation, like the mournful wind blowing across the Yi River, a hero departing never to return.

However, just as Kogoro Mouri was still marveling at how dedicated Teraoka-senpai was,
Just as Katsutoshi Teraoka stepped into Warehouse No. 13, gunshots rang out!

Kogoro Mouri was immediately startled.
Ran Mouri and the others, who had just arrived at the dock, also hurriedly got out of the car.
Looking at the situation in the warehouse, he showed a look of horror.

Without saying a word, Conan ran straight towards the dock warehouse.

Kogoro Mouri also realized what was happening and followed closely behind.

Since Teraoka Katsutoshi did not bring a gun.

The person carrying the gun must be that gangster.

Could it be that the yakuza member saw Teraoka Katsutoshi trying to persuade him to turn himself in, and then shot and killed him?!
(End of this chapter)