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

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"We are both God and the devil. Because we want to reverse the flow of time and bring the dead back to life."

"We can't do this on our own; that Onmyoji is the only one who could truly do it."

"Therefore, all our hopes rest on him. Vermouth, I think you understand what I mean."

Vermouth was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I understand."

08 In another room, Gin and Vodka were lying on two separate beds.

Vodka glanced at Gin's expression and asked in a low voice, "Big brother, are we just going to let it go like this?"

"Hmph, how could that be?" Gin narrowed his eyes.

"But the boss said we're not allowed to lay a hand on him."

"It's certainly not our place to intervene, but if someone outside the organization wants to deal with him, then it's none of our business."

A sinister smile appeared on Gin's face.

"For this, I need a large sum of money to bury that Onmyoji master..."

A few days later, Chi Chufeng's residence received an unexpected visitor.

A beautiful woman with long, wavy blonde hair wore a red, sleeveless bodycon dress that accentuated her youthful, sophisticated look. Her skin was as white as jade, and she was incredibly charming.

Her temperament is elegant and noble, charming yet not vulgar.

Chi Chufeng shrugged as he looked at them, a slight smile playing on his lips.

She's a woman with many identities, mysterious and full of charm.

Should I call you Chris Vineyard, Sharon Vineyard, or Vermouth?

he asked calmly.

The woman opposite him narrowed her eyes slightly.

Although she had expected it, she was still shocked that her multiple identities were so easily seen through.

Vermouth composed herself and said with a smile, "As expected of the strongest Onmyoji in Tokyo."

"I am here on behalf of the organization to negotiate peace."

"Make peace?" Chi Chufeng laughed.

He shook his head slightly and said calmly, "You started this war, but when it ends is not something you can decide."

Vermouth sighed.

She knew this would be the outcome.

How could someone with such immense power possibly compromise so easily?

"This was planned by someone who wanted to become an external member of the organization; his name is Tokitsu Junya."

"To show our sincerity, we have already dealt with him."

Chi Chufeng smiled but remained silent.

How could you possibly make a temporary worker take the blame?

"Gin, who is deliberately targeting Shiho Miyano, is no longer in charge in Tokyo; I am in charge now."

Vermouth continued.

Chi Chufeng raised an eyebrow. "Is this your sincerity?"

“Of course not.” Vermouth smiled charmingly.

“Gin is a veteran of the organization and is extremely loyal, so of course we can’t turn against our own people.”

"However, his personal grudges are beyond the organization's jurisdiction."

"On behalf of the organization in Tokyo, I can assure you that we will absolutely remain neutral..."

Chi Chufeng smiled.

Very well, Gin, let me see just how far this world can protect you.

On the Shinkansen train bound for Kyoto.

Gin and Vodka sat in the dining car, a black briefcase beside them.

"Big brother, if the BOSS finds out that we're trading intelligence with people behind the organization's back, he'll definitely blame us."

Gin, a cigarette dangling from his lips, wore a cold smile.

"When did I say that the transaction involved intelligence?"

"This black briefcase doesn't contain intelligence."

"What? Is there a bomb here?" Vodka, who was familiar with Gin, was taken aback.

"Too loud, vodka."

Gin suddenly frowned, feeling as if he were being watched.

Scanning the entire dining car, there were only a handful of people in room 433.

Near the car door, an elderly man with white hair was slowly drinking a bowl of porridge.

He was so far away, there was no way he could have heard anything.

And even if you heard it, so what?

No one can stop me, I am Gin!

The train sped forward, and Mount Fuji came into view outside the window.

The dining car door opened, and a woman pulled a suitcase inside.

She glanced at the people in the food cart and went to Gin's seat.

"Is this the intelligence I need in this briefcase?"

The woman noticed the briefcase on the table as soon as she sat down.

She didn't want to waste time on small talk and went straight to the point.

Dealing with these people was terrifying, but she had no choice but to do it for the money.

"Yes," Gin's calm voice rang out.

"The money is in the box. I need to check the intelligence first." The woman reached for her briefcase.

"No." A pale hand pressed down on the briefcase.

Chapter 178 What a pleasant deal!

Gin said coldly, "For safety reasons, we will give you the code after we get off the train. Call us after the train starts moving. Before that, any wrong action will destroy the intelligence inside."

"So, I paid money but can't check the information?" the woman said, somewhat displeased.

"Yes, that's very unfair. So you can choose to... cancel the deal."

Gin turned to look at Mount Fuji outside the window and said coldly.

After hesitating for a long time, the woman finally picked up her briefcase and stood up.

"I hope you will keep your promise."

The sound of footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

Gin also stood up, turned around and left.

Vodka picked up the suitcase, weighed it in his hand, nodded in satisfaction, and followed behind.

"Big brother, we've got 400 million yen in hand. What a pleasant deal."

The elderly man at the train carriage door slowly raised his head.

He curled the corners of his mouth slightly and used his mental power.

It's harvest time again.