After the simulation, the female characters in Detective Conan break down.

"Gulu!"

Yamajiro couldn't help but swallow hard.

His earlier confidence was instantly extinguished.

I was just looking up at the other person.

He was stunned into place by that menacing gaze.

He was originally just a lowly henchman.

How could they withstand such a terrifying aura of suppression?

"How could someone like this be among the outsiders?"

Yamajiro avoided the burly man's gaze.

Try to shrink your body as much as possible and hide next to Hoshinoki.

However, the effect was clearly not significant.

He looks rather burly and fierce.

Therefore, when he stood next to Hoshinoki.

This contrasts sharply with the lean and wiry Hoshino.

His muscular physique was on full display.

If we only look at the appearance...

Among the organizers present.

Apart from this 2-meter-tall strong man.

It seems that only Yamamoto Jiro has the chance to win a promotion.

"You just wait! I'll make sure you... and all the kids around you..."

"Crack!"

The burly man took a deep breath.

The heavy breathing sounded like a sleeping lion.

Once you've inhaled to the maximum, exhale sharply.

White mist instantly shot out from the five holes in his head.

The burly man was like a bull in heat at that moment.

His bloodshot eyes were fixed on Yamamoto Jiro not far away.

He already considered them a thorn in his side.

Hoshino turned his gaze to the house in front of them.

Just as the two people next to him were so frightened that they were about to flee the scene.

An elderly man dressed in black walked out of the house.

"Welcome to my humble abode."

"I'm sure some of you have already guessed what today's mission is."

"Today is the annual promotion conference for peripheral personnel."

"There are only 3 spots available for you, so please cherish them."

The old man walked with faltering steps.

He put his hands behind his back.

Then he took out three wooden plaques from behind his back and placed them one by one on the table in front of him.

What are the promotion requirements?

The people below seemed a little anxious.

They all raised their arms, waving and cheering.

"Looks like there's someone even more anxious than me!"

The old man smiled slightly.

"The rules of the competition are... there are no rules! As long as you grab the sign in front of you and put it in my hand immediately, you've qualified."

He gestured towards the three wooden plaques on the table.

"Hahaha! It's that simple!"

A burst of lighthearted laughter came from the crowd.

"Anyone who dares to take it from me is asking for death!"

The burly man used brute force to stomp his foot on the ground beneath him.

The courtyard was packed with people.

Some people didn't even have a place to put their feet.

After the burly man stomped his foot like that.

Everyone was shaken violently.

Some people even pull on the person next to them in order to stabilize their own body.

"Damn it, don't touch me!"

"Who cares?"

"Ah! Who pushed me?!"

"Dare to use underhanded tricks??"

"Damn it! I'll fight you to the death!"

In the crowd!

I don't know who suddenly started this mess and launched the attack.

Amidst mutual cursing and shoving, the crowd began to retaliate with violence.

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Then the scene suddenly became chaotic.

Everyone was caught in a chaotic melee.

Hoshino frowned slightly.

These lowly thugs fight without any rules or martial ethics.

They usually just rush over and beat up anyone they see nearby.

"Hahaha! They're all a bunch of trash!"

Just as this chaotic battle was getting increasingly chaotic...

The 2-meter-tall strong man suddenly rushed out from the crowd.

His tall and mighty body was emboldened by an angry bull.

There was no clear target in those reddened eyes.

It simply charged indiscriminately at the standing crowd.

"Go, go, go!"

His thick thigh muscles had already ripped his pants.

It clearly looks clumsy.

But I never expected his speed to be so ferocious.

"Hoshino-kun! Come here quickly!"

Yamamoto Jiro and Kuroki Kazuo were already hiding by the firewood in the corner of the yard.

They are both members of the Black Organization.

These two are incredibly timid.

In the yard.

Dust filled the air.

"Ahhh!"

Screams echoed continuously in the center of the house.

The birds in the woods were startled by the screams.

They all flapped their wings and flew into the sky.

You'll find it when the dust settles on the ground.

No one stood where the burly man went.