Detective Conan: I, with my magical powers, am going to destroy the world!

Chi Chufeng smiled and pulled her into his arms, then fastened his coat.

The burning hot body pressed against Chi Chufeng's warm chest, and a feeling of comfort immediately welled up in his heart.

Ai Haibara silently pressed her delicate face against Akatsuki Kaze's chest.

Two small hands reached out, wanting to hug Chi Chufeng.

Unfortunately, his arms were too short, so he could only half-hug his broad chest.

So comfortable!

Ai Haibara's eyes slowly closed.

Breathing evenly, I drifted off to sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, the cellar door suddenly opened.

An elderly man in a suit walked in.

Upon seeing the clothes on the ground, he gave a strange smile.

He turned around and slammed the door shut, then locked it and pulled a pistol from his pocket.

"Oh! Spalashi kill."

"You were still an infant at that time, so you probably don't remember me. But I was very close to your parents, who were both scientists."

“I’ve heard about that drug under development for a long time, but I really didn’t expect you to have developed it to this point.”

"I think your parents in the afterlife would be very proud to know that you have achieved so much."

"It was worth it for them to be burned at the stake by their old employer in order to protect the data."

The elderly man in the suit walked into the wine cellar with a relaxed and cheerful gait, carrying a gun, and inspected the rows of bottles.

His face was deeply lined with wrinkles, and he had a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

His eyes held a lewd look similar to Gin's.

Chapter 174 Ai Haibara, Let's Go Home

What a lazy old man!

Chi Chufeng, who was looking at him with the Eye of Space, couldn't help but curl his lips.

To be honest, Shiho Miyano is really tempting.

It's surprising that so many people in the Black Organization covet it.

Who knows, she might just be the undisputed flower of the Black Organization.

But now she was nestled in his arms, her chest pressed against his.

If members of the organization knew about this scene, countless people would have their dreams shattered on the spot.

Chi Chufeng touched the little girl through his coat.

The little girl snuggled comfortably against his chest.

Chi Chufeng's lips curled slightly.

Let me take care of all those who covet you.

Gin is protected by the will of the world; we can only deal with him later.

Pisco, who was already going to die anyway, should be able to be killed.

A cold glint flashed in Chi Chufeng's eyes.

“Piske…”

A voice suddenly came from the wine cellar.

"Who?" Pisco immediately pointed his gun at the source of the voice.

"You've really gotten old." The voice carried an indescribable sarcasm.

"Why weren't the photographers on set killed and the film destroyed?"

Pisco was momentarily stunned after hearing this.

He suddenly had an idea.

There were indeed people filming in the banquet hall at the time, right behind me.

Could it be... that all the footage of me shooting was captured on camera?

"You don't know yet, do you? Tomorrow's morning paper has already featured your photo, and it's a close-up of you firing a gun at the ceiling."

"Your identity has been exposed, just like that of the senator you just silenced..."

"No, no, you were sent by the organization to silence me?" Pisk retreated in terror.

"It seems you're already aware of your situation."

There was something unusual about that voice.

"Are you going to do it yourself, or do you need me to do it myself?"

"No! If you kill me, the organization will never be able to find Sherry again!"

Hehe, that's exactly what we want them to be unable to find.

Chi Chufeng smiled slightly.

Now that I know Ai Haibara's true identity, I can't let you live any longer.

“I now have leads on Sherry, and besides, I’ve been a lackey for the organization for so many years…”

Piske worked hard to earn his chance.

"Excuse me, but this was an order that the BOSS gave directly to Gin not long ago. Do you think you can get away with it?"

"The zither, the gin?"

Piske was desperate.

He was well aware of the organization's power.

Once you're on the organization's kill list, there's almost no chance of survival.

Am I doomed to die?

"You should do it yourself; that way you'll at least have a whole body."

"If you fall into Gin's hands, you know what kind of fate awaits you, and even your family will probably be implicated."

"I...do it myself?"

Pisker, under the influence of hypnotic magic, slowly pointed the gun at his own forehead.

His eyes widened, revealing an expression of extreme fear.

"No, no, I don't want to die. What does family matter? As long as I escape, Gin might not be able to find me..."

puff.

The muffler made a soft sound.

Pisco's head tilted back and he slowly fell to the ground.

Chi Chufeng's lips curled slightly.

Using basic hypnotic magic to deal with a Black Organization elder with a strong will was indeed too much of a stretch.

In the end, I helped him with my mind.

Pisco, I just saved your family...

Watching a soul fly out from the top of the corpse's head, Chi Chufeng used his mental power to throw it into the space.

Piske looked around, somewhat bewildered.

A group of bizarre and terrifying spirits surrounded them.

The ceremony to welcome the new soul has begun.

Chi Chufeng's lips curled slightly as he turned and stepped into the spatial portal.

Across from us, we were already in a warm room.

"Ai Haibara, let's go home."

Chi Chufeng smiled and unbuttoned his clothes.

A Porsche 356a sped past on the bustling street.

The fire truck's striking red lights shone on the dark windows, but only for a moment before being swallowed up by the arrogant blackness.

Vodka was driving, and Gin was smoking a cigarette in the passenger seat.

"Now that we've found Sherry, we absolutely cannot let her go."

"As long as we keep an eye on that Onmyoji, we'll definitely be able to find her trail."

The flickering light of the cigarette revealed Gin's inner turmoil.