Crossover Anime: Not Joining the Service Club at the Start

Upon hearing this, Cheng Shi pointed to the female server on the other hand, where red rashes had already begun to appear.

"That's probably how it is."

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at him.

But before they could see everything, another loud shout drew them all over again.

Chapter 517 Taking it Down with a Backhand

"Ugh—Aaaaaah!!"

Everyone followed the sound.

It was clear that the self-proclaimed freelance writer, Takamichi Fujioka, had obvious red spots on his face, neck, elbows, and palms.

At this moment, he is putting on a great performance as a desperate person infected with bacteria.

However, among those present...

Apart from the TV station staff and a few police officers.

The others didn't seem to react at all.

They treated them like their own people.

After all, apart from their own people, it seems like no one else knows their plans, right?

Furthermore, there is actually no virus in the ampoules.

The red spots on his hands were simply an allergic reaction to raw lacquer.

And there are plenty of these things in smoking rooms too.

He originally wanted to bring Kogoro Mouri over with him.

But to everyone's surprise, Kogoro Mouri refused.

But it's not a big problem; it can still be done now.

Takamichi Fujioka glanced at Kogoro Mouri, who was already asleep on the bar.

The other person was already fast asleep.

Immediately afterwards, Takamichi Fujioka continued his performance.

"Ugh, I'm in so much pain! I... I don't want to die! Help... help me!"

Fujioka Takamichi staggered toward them.

They all watched expressionlessly, showing no intention of avoiding the view.

However, the police officers and their men cooperated by taking a step back.

However, this scene did not satisfy Takamichi Fujioka.

So he deliberately targeted that group of people.

"Calm down, Mr. Fujioka."

Sure enough, when he shifted his focus to these young people...

Jirokichi Suzuki spoke immediately.

Meanwhile, Fujioka Takamichi, who was secretly pleased with himself, did not notice.

Jirokichi Suzuki, who spoke up to remind him, didn't seem flustered at all.

On the contrary, there was more pity.

Sure enough, a wine bottle appeared in Cheng Shi's hand the next second.

On the other side, Yang Nai looked on nervously and reached out to grab a bottle of wine to pour herself a drink.

But to my surprise, I couldn't catch anything even after reaching out for a long time.

Turning around, I saw that Cheng Shi was holding a familiar wine bottle.

Moreover, the other person was holding a wine bottle and squinting at people.

The person being targeted seemed to be the one who had been shouting earlier.

That person looks like they're sweating.

But for some reason, this guy didn't dare to dodge?

It seems they still want to rush up and try.

However, Cheng Shi did not give him that chance.

With a flick of his wrist, the bottle flew out.

"Snapped!"

Unsurprisingly, Takamichi Fujioka was knocked unconscious.

His vision went dark, and before he lost consciousness, Fujioka Takamichi stared intently at Seishi's face, as if trying to remember him.

But that's no use.

Upon seeing that he was unconscious, Cheng Shi immediately ordered Suzuki Jirokichi's bodyguards to lock him in the infirmary.

Upon hearing this, the bodyguard was about to take action when a waitress on the other side suddenly spoke up.

"She, she's got a rash too!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's gaze immediately fell upon her and the unconscious person on the ground.

Upon seeing this, Cheng Shi nodded.

He then got up and walked over.

Seeing this, the waiter even tried to put on a show.

"Don't come any closer! These are contagious germs!"

"Alright, alright," Cheng Shi waved his hand to interrupt her, "Stop pretending to be a red Siamese cat."

"I'm a doctor, you think you can fool me with a mere skin allergy caused by raw lacquer?"

At this point, Cheng Shi had already stopped in front of the waiter whose face looked unpleasant.

"You think too much."

After he finished speaking, a pistol appeared in front of Cheng Shi.

The person holding the pistol was none other than the short-haired waitress.

At this moment, she was looking at Cheng Shi with a sinister grin.

"That's quite impressive, young doctor. What use are your medical skills at this time?"

"Huh? Tell me about it!"

The short-haired woman wore a mocking expression, seemingly certain that Cheng Shi had no ability to resist.

He took out his walkie-talkie right in front of Cheng Shi and gave the order to board the ship to the people inside.

"Come on up. You don't need to go to the lounge or the medical room. Everything else is the same. Just come to the restaurant for the rest of you."

"I have them all under control!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a voice came from the other end.

"What happened?"

The short-haired waitress briefly explained to them that they had been exposed.

"But I thought this person had some special skills, and this is all?"

At this point, the short-haired waitress let out a mocking laugh.

Seeing this, Cheng Shi's lips curled up slightly.

"Alright, your role is done. Hopefully, you'll still be able to laugh later."

After saying that, Cheng Shi waved his right hand.

"boom--!"

The short-haired waiter was embedded directly into the wall, with only his body remaining outside.

Everyone who saw this was extremely surprised and their mouths dropped open.

Apart from those in the know who had nothing to hide, everyone else's perceptions were altered by the illusion of a mirage.

For example, in the eyes of the police, several waiters, and reporters, the short-haired waitress was actually kicked in by Cheng Shi.

Oh, and Kidd too.

Kidd looked at him with a shocked expression and swallowed hard.

If I kick him, he'll die, won't he?

Then, Kidd saw Cheng Shi's gaze turn towards him again.

Hey! Seriously?!

Even though I changed my disguise, I was still discovered?