The world of science is unscientific

The arm guard was actually cut off in that instant!

If he hadn't sensed something was wrong when the blade was about to strike, his left arm would probably have been severed by now.

This feeling...

"It's you!?"

Saijo Taiga instantly thought of that guy from last night, and the bruises on his body, which had eased considerably, started hurting again.

Damn it, it's that guy again who ruined his plans!

“Let’s try this!”

Saijo Taiga drew a short sword. "I've coated it with deadly poison. You'd better not get cut by me!"

His response was a new wave of frenzied attacks.

Yusuke Suzuki always held the sword with both hands, using 5% of his strength in each strike.

There was no other way; if he had gone all out, Saijo Taiga would be dead by now. His goal wasn't to kill anyone, it was just a friendly spar.

He had already avenged the attack he suffered yesterday on the same day.

Although it was only half of his strength, Saijo Taiga was still struggling to defend himself and could only try to compensate through technique, barely managing to fight back.

Seeing this, Suzuki Yusuke had no choice but to hold back again and no longer use that wild and unrestrained swordsmanship.

Thus, the duel between the two sides suddenly became a back-and-forth battle.

Compared to the stalemate on his side, Hattori Heiji was much more at ease.

"Heiji, why don't you untie this rope for me first!"

With her hands bound, Toyama Kazuha's strength was greatly restricted.

"Ah, sorry, sorry," Blackie jumped back, slashed the rope with his knife, and looked at Conan at the same time, "When are the police coming!?"

"There's no signal in the mountains!"

Conan, kicking a fire stick in the distance, felt a little embarrassed; this was truly a bit of a letdown.

His plan with Hattori Heiji was for him to call the police from outside and then provide support to help rescue the people, but he failed to accomplish either of those things.

I wish I had my old body now.

"What!?" Hattori Heiji was a little dizzy upon hearing this. "There are more and more people now. Let's figure out a way to escape first!"

"What about that person?"

At that moment, Kazuha Toyama suddenly remembered something, "Heiji, that person was in the room where I was locked up before, and he said he wouldn't do anything to me."

After knocking someone down with the back of his knife, Hattori Heiji frowned. Who was this person?

Could it be Yusuke?

Why did Yu-jie dress like that and not say anything to them?

"This way!"

Conan urged him on, then suddenly noticed a pile of dry branches by the courtyard wall.

Yup!

He picked up a burning stick and threw it directly at the source. The fire instantly flared up, igniting the surrounding dry trees as well.

Saijo Taiga took a deep breath, his expression growing increasingly grim. After a long and intense battle, he finally had a chance to catch his breath.

The other person stood quietly not far away, as if waiting for him to recover his strength.

what is this?

Are we using him as a whetstone? Or are we simply toying with him?

Damn it, I don't care about saving face anymore.

"Come and help me, a few people!"

Saijo Taiga roared, and eight of Hattori Heiji's disciples, who were preparing to pursue him, immediately stepped forward to surround him.

Yusuke Suzuki's pupils contracted slightly beneath his mask.

Disregarding martial ethics and engaging in gang fights?

He had kindly given Saijo Taiga time to catch his breath, but since the other side had chosen to do this, he would have to go all out.

Yusuke Suzuki stretched out his arms, twirled his sword with his right hand, and then charged suddenly at the eight henchmen.

"Keng!"

The other person's knife snapped in two.

It was only then that Saijo Taiga could clearly see the patterns on the opponent's sword and the guard.

Why is it so familiar?

and many more...

Isn't that his knife?!

! !

In an instant, he was certain that what the other person was holding was the Muramasa, the demon sword he treasured.

He couldn't bear to use it!

Take good care of it on a daily basis, wiping and maintaining it every day.

Now it's in someone else's hands!

He was even used to chop him up!

A surge of anger welled up inside Saijo Taiga, and her head spun; she was lucky she didn't collapse.

Damn it!

"Kill him for me!"

Saijo Taiga roared and led the charge.

What's wrong with this guy?

Yusuke Suzuki kicked the person in front of him away and then turned around to block the attack.

Wow, that's much stronger than before.

What stimulated this?

He was too lazy to think about why the other party had suddenly become so powerful. After dodging the attack from behind, he flipped his sword and slashed at Saijo Taiga's right shoulder.

By this time, the fire on the temple wall was already quite large. Ran Mouri, who was halfway up the mountain, noticed something was wrong and, upon further thought, realized that it was probably Conan and Heiji Hattori who had started it.

She hesitated for a moment, then decided to call the police first.

Meanwhile, Heiji Hattori and Conan, along with Kazuha Toyama, had already run deep into the temple, using the buildings as cover to avoid the archers' fire.

They are under much less pressure now because many people have gone to put out the fires.

This is the dojo that Saijo Taiga prepared, their future home, and it can't just disappear like this.

Heiji Hattori pulled Kazuha Toyama into a room, closed the door, and locked it.

“This seems to be the place where I was imprisoned before,” Toyama Kazuha said, catching a breath as she smelled the familiar scent.

Conan noticed the lattice wall at the far end of the room. "What's this?"

“They used it to store things,” Kazuha Toyama recalled. “They had previously said they would put things in some Benkei and Hexagonal drawers.”

"Oh, right, there was a knife and a bow, but the knife should have been taken by the masked man."

Hattori Heiji walked up to the lattice wall. "Benkei and Rokkaku? They look a lot like the things on that piece of paper. They also use a map of Kyoto as a marker. By the way, could that masked man be Yusuke?"

"Yusuke-nii?"

Kazuha Toyama suddenly remembered the masked man's voice, "It does sound a bit like Yusuke's voice, but why don't we take out that bow?"

"Idiot, we don't have bows and arrows..."

Just as Hattori Heiji opened his mouth, he heard Toyama Kazuha start singing the ball song.

"You can sing too?"

At this moment, a large crowd gathered outside the door behind them.

Chapter 251 Surrender, then surrender is necessary.

The front courtyard of Yulong Temple.

Only Suzuki Yusuke remained standing; he even caught up with and took down those who were shooting arrows in the distance.

In the Red Team scenario, avoid killing if possible.

After all, he didn't feel threatened at all throughout the whole process.

Dodging arrows was no challenge for him.

Saijo Taiga lay sprawled on the ground, too exhausted to continue resisting.

All things come to an end.

This was the only thought in his mind.

Suzuki Yusuke suddenly became interested and pointed at the short sword next to Saijo Taiga with Muramasa, saying, "Isn't this poisoned? Lick it and I'll let you go."

"Kill me if you want, what's the point of toying with me? One lick and even if you let me go, I won't survive."

"makes sense."

Just then, Suzuki Yusuke heard footsteps coming from the temple gate, and he turned his head to look.

Maori Lan?

It seems he really didn't have much impact on the plot this time; everything that was supposed to happen has happened.

Oh, right, Shinichi Kudo didn't come.

Ran Mouri was stunned when she came in. There were people lying all over the place, still groaning. A masked man was holding a knife in one hand, looking like a boss.