He's in Detective Conan, and he's the mastermind behind everything.

Ying Sheng put away his mask, told Xiao Lan to put hers away first, paid, left the shop, and hailed a taxi on the roadside.

Two minutes later, a blond-haired young man walked into the shop, glanced at the mask wall, and went straight for a white cat mask.

Ying Sheng's voice continued to come from the invisible earpiece in his ear canal:

"Our destination now is... the casino!"

Chapter 93: Not an Angel, but a Female Warrior!

In any place, prostitution, gambling, and drugs are always intertwined; once one exists, another will follow.

Kabukicho, as a major hub for the sex industry, has always seen a large sales volume of various small pills. For those who are high and eager to release their energy but cannot find a woman for the time being, pachinko is simply not enough to satisfy them.

Gambling is, of course, illegal on the surface.

But in this largest red-light district in Japan, the underground casinos run by organizations recognized by the police as "active social organizations" are ignored unless you go to the police station to solicit customers.

Ying Sheng is now taking Xiao Lan to one of these places, and the owner behind that casino is their old friend.

Muddy party!

The taxi drove for about ten minutes before slowly stopping at the entrance of a rather secluded alley.

Of course, the so-called seclusion is relative to the previous hustle and bustle. There are actually quite a few people on both sides of the street. Most of them are women leaning against the railing alone, playing on their phones. They are mostly wearing heavy makeup, and the fragrance of their bodies is quite strong if there is no night breeze.

When they saw a taxi stop, they all looked up, but after only a quick glance at the person getting out, many of them looked away in disappointment.

People dressed in such sophisticated suits would never approach low-class people like them.

Yes, they are very self-aware.

Their purpose in coming here was obvious. Several streetwalkers couldn't help but cast their gaze toward an iron gate at the deepest part of the alley, where several people who would never normally come to such a place had already gone in.

And like the two newcomers, they were all wearing masks.

The only odd thing is that all those people were men, so why was this guy with a woman?

A burly man in a vest standing in front of the iron gate was also very surprised, but when he saw Ying Sheng and the other person walking towards them, he quickly went to greet them, but he didn't say anything.

Ying Sheng pulled a black card out of his pocket. The man in the vest was about to speak when Ying Sheng flicked his fingers, revealing a simple, pure white business card with the name embossed in gold.

Chiyoko Kanbaru!

The man in the vest froze, instinctively reaching for his waist, but Xiaolan reacted quickly, grabbing him like an iron clamp, leaving him red-faced and unable to move.

"Relax. I heard about what happened a few days ago, but I'm just a passerby. Don't take it out on me."

Ying Sheng reached into his waistband, pulled out a dagger, chuckled, and casually tossed it to the ground.

How much do you earn per month?

The man in the vest felt his dignity had been insulted and stubbornly demanded, "Three hundred thousand!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, why are you risking your life for such a small amount of money? You don't even earn as much as the prostitutes on this street."

"I...I! I still have a bonus!"

"Tch, I'll give you a bonus right now." Ying Sheng pulled out a wad of bills and tucked them back into the vest-wearing man's waistband where the knife had been. "Tell me, wasn't this supposed to be a pretty sophisticated gathering? Why didn't they change locations, and why didn't they clear out the room?"

Feeling the thickness around his waist, the man in the vest immediately adopted a fawning expression: "It's to prevent the police from finding us by smell and ruining your fun, gentlemen. It's to confuse you a bit, and if anything happens, they can use it as an excuse."

Ying Sheng shook his head in disappointment: "Without some backbone, you'll never amount to anything." He patted the man in the vest on the shoulder and advised him kindly: "Hurry home and sell sweet potatoes, or it'll be too late."

After saying that, he brushed past them, opened the door, and went inside.

The man in the vest paused for two seconds, glanced back at the iron gate at the entrance, paused again for two seconds, then suddenly realized something, reached for his waist—hey, where did his keys go?!

No, no!

Aren't there two other people inside?

Why isn't there any sound at all?!

Inside the wide-open iron gate, the lights were dim, and the mottled graffiti on both sides was stained with a layer of writhing blood. The man in the vest swallowed hard and forced himself to walk toward the monster's gaping maw. Just one glance was enough to make his soul tremble.

Gan!

Two people were lying on the ground!

Feeling the lingering pain in his right wrist, and recalling the words of the man in the vest, the man in the vest didn't even dare to go over and take a look, and turned and ran away.

The two people behind the door fell down without making a sound. That Prajna and the female warrior were absolutely terrifyingly strong!

What bad luck! It must be Sumiyoshi-kai coming to cause them trouble again!

He's going home to sell sweet potatoes!

Bang!

Suddenly, his foot bumped into something, and the man in the vest, who was running at high speed, fell flat on his face. He cursed his bad luck a few times in his heart. Just as he was about to struggle to get up, a huge force hit his chest. The pain of his broken ribs made him scream in pain and he was sent flying backward, crashing into the wall.

pat!

It landed in a puddle of sewage, splashing up a few pieces of rotten cardboard and attracting a buzzing fly.

When he finally managed to lift his head and look in the direction of the attack, he saw a blond-haired boy in a green jacket looking at him with disgust through a white cat mask.

"What will happen inside tonight?" Vermouth, the blond-haired man, asked in a cold, stern voice.

"???!!!"

The man in the vest was utterly shocked. "You know nothing, yet you tripped me and kicked me? What's the meaning of this?!"

Unfortunately, being under someone else's roof, he had no choice but to bow his head. The next second, he hurriedly spoke up: "It's supposedly an auction! But I don't know exactly what's being auctioned!"

"auction?"

Vermouth frowned slightly, glancing around at her surroundings out of the corner of her eye. Dirty, dark, and messy, that was her impression no matter how many times she looked.

Moreover, the prostitutes had all run away because of what happened before, and now the place was even more oppressive, as if some storm was brewing.

Judging from the clothing store, Shuiyue Yingsheng has good taste. If he can say that the setting here is very elegant, then this auction must indeed be worth watching.

Regardless of what the auction items are, pairing them with this kind of place is truly incongruous.

The Muddy Society is truly nothing but rotten mud.

Without even glancing at the panting Lese, Vermouth walked toward the iron gate deep in the alley. As soon as she stepped through the gate, she immediately knew why she could no longer eavesdrop on Mizuki Hotaru and Ran's conversation through her earpiece—there was a signal jammer here.

It was undoubtedly installed by Shuiyue Yingsheng.

Is he planning something big?

Vermouth sneered. She had only just begun to change her opinion of this guy, and he brought Angel to do something so dangerous. It was simply unforgivable!

Vermouth took a step back, and the communication inside the other invisible earpiece was reconnected.

"Calvados, get ready."

"understand!"

Meanwhile, in the speeding police car, Shinichi Kudo listened anxiously to the busy tone on his phone.

"Faster, Inspector Megure!"

Chapter 94 Auction Item: Cedar Kiyoko!

After 7 p.m. tonight, I have been unable to reach Kiyoko Yukimatsu by phone.

This wasn't a big deal for Shinichi Kudo, but he was slightly annoyed that he'd gotten entangled with a man and lost track of Kiyoko Yukimatsu.

"Who are you? You must have been sent by Yukimatsu Kiyoko!"

At that moment, Shinichi Kudo angrily grabbed the man's collar. Despite being dressed in a suit and wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and looking quite refined, the man's scoundrel behavior was even more infuriating than the elderly men and women he had ever met.

The man swatted Shinichi Kudo's hand away, straightened his collar, and looked down at him, saying:

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Nakatani Fumizumi. I'm a suitor of Ms. Kiyoko. No one sent me here. I just happened to see you harassing her and came to help her out. I've seen you in the newspaper, Kudo Shinichi, a detective whose abilities are said to be outstanding. Now it seems that the rumors are a bit inaccurate?"

Shinichi Kudo gritted his teeth and asked, "Do you work here? Or do you live here?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Nakatani Fumizu asked back.

"Of course it does matter!"

Shinichi Kudo said coldly, "You say you came here voluntarily to solve her problem, but how can you be sure I'm the problem? What if we're mutually attracted? You came to bother me without asking a single question, clearly already certain in your mind. Do you still think this is a coincidence?!"

Nakatani Fumie frowned slightly and pondered for a few moments: "It was her mother who called to tell me. She said that Kiyoko had mentioned me to her before, and that she had recently been harassed by a detective and hoped that I could help her."

"!!!!!!"

Shinichi Kudo initially thought that this was just a little trick by Kiyoko Yukimatsu to get rid of him, just like her hospitalization for a chili allergy last night.

He's been tricked, so be it; he can just continue tomorrow.

Moreover, he also discovered an additional hidden piece belonging to Kiyoko Yukimatsu, so it can be considered a gain.

That's why he didn't immediately continue tracking Kiyoko Yukimatsu, but stayed to question the man. However, after the man mentioned Nami Yukimatsu, Shinichi Kudo immediately realized that things were in big trouble!

Shinichi Kudo knew exactly how bad the relationship was between Kiyoko Yukimatsu and her mother.

One side can call their daughter a slut in front of strangers without any regard for family ties, while the other side is even more scheming and plotting to frame their mother for the serious crimes of assaulting a police officer and murder!

This mother and daughter might undermine each other, but how could they be so close as to discuss what Nakatani Fumisen said?

"Hey!"

Shinichi Kudo's expression was extremely serious: "Are you sure the person who called you was Nami Yukimatsu?"

Nakatani Fumie didn't know what had happened, but he could tell that something might be wrong, so he quickly nodded: "That's right, she was interviewed about the 500 million yen insurance payout and was on TV. The voice on the phone is exactly the same as her on TV!"

"hateful!"

Shinichi Kudo hurriedly dialed Kiyoko Yukimatsu's number, but couldn't get through. He quickly followed the road Kiyoko Yukimatsu had taken, but instead of finding her, he found a white smartphone lying on the side of the road, ringing incessantly.

Shinichi Kudo had openly spied on Kiyoko Yukimatsu using her phone multiple times, so of course he recognized it—it was hers!

"Detective! What on earth happened?!"

Nakatani Fumiaki caught up and, seeing Kudo Shinichi pick up his phone from the ground, exclaimed in panic, "Where's Kiyoko? How is she?!"