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

Chapter 677 The True Chess Player

"Batman is very fast."

"How should I put it? He was even faster than I expected. He easily wiped out all the underworld organizations that were still there because they were greedy for profits."

"From the time he returned to Tokyo until now, the total time has not exceeded fifty minutes."

"It's Furuha Teng, sitting in the car," he said.

Do you know how staggering this number is?

"According to my surveillance, at least seven underworld groups have not yet completely packed up their loot and left my stronghold."

"Then, in less than fifty minutes..."

"These gangster groups all fell to Batman, and the average time to take down a gangster group is less than seven minutes!"

"This will even reduce travel time!"

His expression was unusually solemn.

If you want to be an enemy of Batman, you have to first consider how to deal with his extremely high efficiency.

It's terrifying that they took down a well-trained gang in less than seven minutes.

Even a small group of pigs couldn't be slaughtered in seven minutes, let alone a small group of armed gangsters.
"You're right, but Batman isn't the key right now. The key is Hamaka Misao."

"Didn't you say you wanted to catch Hamaka Misao before Batman and get the questions you needed to ask? Forget Batman, now."

"Sit next to Guhe Teng and say this."

The middle-aged crime planner, dressed in a suit and tuxedo, looked at him calmly.

But one could vaguely sense a hint of impatience.

It's not that Ye Caisan looks down on Batman or Furukawa Teng.

It's purely because Furukawa Teng is acting like a broken record.

He had previously felt that it was somewhat inappropriate for other underworld figures to refer to Furukawa Teng, the head of the Dongchen Society, as a comical clown.

But the current Furukawa Tengo really has a comical vibe.

Especially when the communicator transmits a message every time Batman has dealt with a certain underworld organization, he will broadcast it once.

"Although this matter is very important."

"But it's also important for you to know how terrifying Batman is, so that one day one of my men might be foolish enough to mess with Batman and end up making me take the blame."

Guhe Teng fell silent.

After a while, he spoke seriously.

As for Furukawa Teng's attempt to justify himself.

Even his confidants were at a loss for words and could only offer dry, perfunctory responses.

"The boss is right!"

"Me too!"

Furukawa Teng: ?

Why do I feel like you two are just giving me the runaround?

He gently rubbed his forehead.

Furukawa Teng did not continue on this topic, but instead prepared himself mentally for the foreseeable reunion with Batman.

However, it wasn't read aloud this time.

He mentally reviewed his next move and what he should say to Batman.

Wait until the debriefing is over.

Furukawa Teng then turned his attention to his opponent, that shameful usurper.

A modern-day Moriarty, Hamakasa.

This most powerful criminal mastermind in modern Tokyo has now been completely cornered and is fleeing in panic to the suburbs.

However, at the suburban transfer station.

He had already arranged his men.

Hamaka Misao's attempt to escape is completely futile; his fate is already sealed.

There is absolutely no possibility of change.

It wasn't difficult to discover that Hamaka Misao had bribed a mole among his confidants.

Hamaka Misao's confidants were also human.

His confidants also have their own relatives and friends; all he needs to do is find the right people and offer the right price to bribe them.

Criminal planners don't understand human nature.

They always think they have everything under control, but in reality, they have nothing and are just indulging in self-deception. How pathetic.

Hamaka Misao believed he was the one manipulating the chessboard, and he thought he could become the only chess player in the entire city of Tokyo.

But he is far from having that capacity.

If Hamaka Misao has the potential to become a Go player.

Then there's no need to rely on his hand to gather a force; there's no need to borrow help from others.

This guy is unaware of his own abilities.

If he hadn't lent a hand, he probably would have been plotted to kill by those who hated him someday.

"Speed up."

"We're almost in the suburbs now, and there shouldn't be anyone blocking the way. We can speed up a bit more."

"If nothing unexpected happens."

"The whole of Tokyo has quieted down now. Batman's target should be aligned with ours now, and he's moving very fast."

"We need to be faster."

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As the former leader of the Dongchen Society.

Even though he has only been the leader of the Dongchen Society for less than half a month, he is still the undisputed master of the Dongchen Society and the king of the underworld.

Hamaka Misa never imagined he would be in such a situation.

He suffered a crushing defeat, so much so that he had to abandon his previous escape route and was forced to choose a new one.

As Tokyo's most powerful modern-day crime mastermind, he had already realized that something was wrong.

Other escape routes.

Either other members of the New East Star Society were blocking the way, or the roadblocks were set up by officers from the Fourth Investigation Division who had already betrayed him.

But there were no obstacles on the road ahead.

What could it be?

Is it a trap to lure you in, or a truly unexpected new escape route?

Such things are unknown.

But Hamaka Misao hopes for the latter.

He had encountered so many terrible things today that he desperately hoped to hear even a little bit of good news to restore his confidence.

"Should we say that the boss is the boss?"

"There was a transit station arranged in advance along this escape route. Our car was almost out of gas, so we can go in and refuel."

The driver said so.

Hear this.

Hamaka Misao felt a sudden unease for no apparent reason.

He felt that things were starting to look increasingly wrong. This transit station was indeed one of the backup plans he had prepared for himself, and it should have been safe in theory.

However, if everything in the world were as logical as it seems, reality wouldn't be this bad.

"Do not enter the transit station."

"Keep driving towards the outskirts of Tokyo, as far as we can. If all else fails, we'll just abandon the car and leave!"

Hamaka Misao gave the new instructions without hesitation.

However, the driver didn't take his words seriously and continued speaking.

"Boss, we've been working together for several days now, and I want to ask you a question."

His gaze fell on the rearview mirror.

He observed Hamaka Misao's calm demeanor from the back seat, then asked a question.

"As your confidant."

"Do you know my name?"

Hear this.

Hamaka Misao's eyes showed a hint of surprise, because he was unaware of this, even though he had spent a lot of money bribing his confidants.