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

At the door of the room, Ran Mouri shook Akatsuka's hand in a somewhat coquettish manner.

Chi Chufeng smiled and gently stroked her little pointed corner.

"Be good, listen to me. It's raining outside, and you've just recovered from a cold. You can't let yourself get cold again."

"Besides, it's too late now. There are serial killers around here. Anyway, we're going to be staying here for several more days. How about we go out together tomorrow?"

Ran Mouri obediently nodded and went back to take a shower and go to bed.

Chi Chufeng returned to his room and focused on the situation on the other side.

"Are you ready, Bourbon?"

A rough, low voice slowly rose from the rooftop.

A silver-haired man wearing a tan jacket was leaning on the rooftop railing, holding a cell phone in his hand.

Although he also has silver hair, he is definitely not Gin.

The silver color looked like it was dyed, and there wasn't much hair; it was loosely tied into a ponytail at the back of the head.

This appearance is that of the terrifying silver-haired killer, of course, Vermouth in disguise.

"Preparations are complete."

Bourbon said in a deep voice on the other end of the phone, "Be careful, Vermouth. There are too many houses there; I don't think I can be of much help."

Vermouth chuckled coldly into the phone, her voice still strained with pretense, "Have a little more faith in me. This rain came at just the right time; perfect for covering up the crime..."

Vermouth is known as the Thousand-Faced Witch within the organization, but apart from the core members, almost no one knows her true appearance.

The name comes from her unparalleled skill in disguise.

Bourbon paused for a moment on the other end of the phone, then suddenly said, "I saw that man. He got out of the car on the west side of the street and headed towards you."

Vermouth, disguised as a murderer, smirked and said, "Then, let's keep in touch afterward."

After hanging up the phone, Vermouth stuffed it into the inside pocket of her jacket.

"Long black hair, a knitted hat, is this Shuichi Akai?"

Vermouth watched from the railing for a while, then saw her target approaching.

She had only seen this man in photos; this was the first time she had met him in person.

"This is the guy who fooled Gin? That's interesting." Vermouth curled her lips into a smile.

In her mind, Gin was ruthless towards traitors.

Whenever a traitor is discovered, Gin is almost always the first to rush in and shoot the person, rarely missing a shot.

Vermouth is not yet aware of the seriousness of the problem.

She was observing from upstairs, hoping to observe Shuichi Akai's language and mannerisms in order to find some targeted measures.

She remembered that Shuichi Akai was left-handed.

Just as Vermouth was squinting and observing carefully, Shuichi Akai suddenly looked up at her without warning!

Vermouth was startled and quickly shrank back.

"What incredible perception!"

She was at least 100 meters away from the other person, yet she was discovered after only glancing at them a few times?

Gin is nothing special.

Chapter 367 You, you let me go…

Pattering.

The rain is showing signs of gradually increasing.

Vermouth frowned slightly and went inside the abandoned building.

Unfortunately, she originally planned to launch a sneak attack.

Now that the other party has noticed her, it's just a matter of testing their patience.

Fighting in the stairwell is a good option.

Fortunately, she still has certain advantages.

She knew all about Shuichi Akai, but Shuichi Akai was unaware of her identity.

Tick, tick.

The sound of raindrops reached Vermouth's ears.

Cold eyes slowly opened in the darkness.

"It took you five minutes to get here. Are you sure I can't escape?"

Shuichi Akai is far too arrogant.

Vermouth sensed a kind of contempt from Shuichi Akai's actions.

Tap, tap, tap…

The sound of footsteps going upstairs grew closer.

Vermouth leaned against the wall, holding her breath.

Three floors remain, then two more, then one floor costs 29…

Boom!

A sudden clap of thunder echoed in the sky outside.

Vermouth heard the footsteps pause for a moment, then resume their previous pace.

Very close.

Only five steps left!

A sinister smile appeared on his disguised face.

Shuichi Akai, you'll stay here forever!

Vermouth had even planned to replace Shuichi Akai.

"go to hell!"

Vermouth called out in a fake hoarse voice as the footsteps reached the platform where she was standing.

She suddenly revealed her disguised, ferocious face from behind the wall and aimed at the stairwell.

He was like a real serial killer.

However, the stairwell was dark, and there was no one who should have been standing in the stairwell.

Vermouth hesitated for only 0.5 seconds with her gun raised before reacting immediately, lowering the muzzle and firing at the ground.

However, the other pistol pulled the trigger first, and the scorching bullet pierced Vermouth's abdomen.

Vermouth's body jolted, her wrist trembled, and the bullet went astray.

The dark figure leaped up from the ground, a flash of lightning illuminating his appearance.

Shuichi Akai.

"Alright, I think you have nowhere to run now."

Shuichi Akai pointed a silenced pistol at Vermouth's head.

"Why don't you tell me, what's your relationship with those black guys?"

"Humph!"

Vermouth let out a cold snort in a falsetto, then suddenly dodged behind the wall to avoid the next bullet, while simultaneously returning fire.

Then, without hesitation, he ventured into the complex stairwell.

A few minutes later, Vermouth's pace inevitably slowed down.

Her abilities are no less than those of Shuichi Akai.

But being shot took her by the nose, and she lost control of the situation, her movements becoming less agile than before.

Vermouth discovered that no matter which corner she turned, Shuichi Akai could follow closely behind and fire at her location.

The hallway was completely dark, and I couldn't see the man wearing night vision goggles. How did he even manage to aim?!

"The only one who can see clearly in the dark is Gin!"

Vermouth suddenly realized that she might have really underestimated this person.

In fact, Shuichi Akai wasn't that skilled; he simply used his exceptional intuition and the reflection from a small mirror to pinpoint her location.

The chase in the stairwell lasted for nearly ten minutes.

Vermouth began to experience dizziness due to blood loss from being shot in the abdomen.

"No, we can't delay it any longer."

Vermouth gritted her teeth and stared at the window of the building across the street.