Detective Conan: Becoming a Zaibatsu - Starting with Joining the Winery

The dock was completely quiet.

The only sounds were the rising and falling of the waves, occasionally punctuated by the distant whistles of ships.

It's 12 a.m.

As their patrol time approached, Curaçao and Tequila put on their hats, grabbed flashlights and batons, and left the guardhouse to begin meticulously checking every inch of the patrol route.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Keisuke Oshima, along with his squad and the five peripheral teams he had gathered, began to surround the entire dock from the outside, hiding in various places and loading bullets, ready to join the battle at any time.

Time slowly passed.

Curaçao and Tequila were patrolling at a leisurely pace, following their established route. However, when they reached the northwest corner, although they appeared calm on the surface, their nerves began to tighten.

Sudden.

Curaçao's expression shifted slightly.

Whether it was her keen sense of smell honed through frequent missions or her almost superhuman memory and information processing abilities, she sensed that danger was slowly approaching the two of them.

but……

She didn't suddenly stop, nor did her expression change at all; she simply made a gesture with her right hand without realizing it.

Upon seeing this, Agave's eyes narrowed slightly.

His expression remained unchanged, with only a faint smile playing on his lips. Although his left hand still held the flashlight, his right hand was directly into his pocket, where he gripped the pistol, loaded a bullet with one hand, and disengaged the safety.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

At that moment, countless shuriken were thrown from all directions.

Speed, incredibly fast!

However, Curaçao and Tequila, who were prepared, did not change their expressions. Having frequently participated in various death missions and earned codenames, they were quite agile and dodged to the left and right blind spots of the shuriken. The next second, they grabbed their pistols and aimed them firmly in the direction from which the shuriken was thrown.

Neither of them fired their guns, and their eyes remained calm.

next second.

Just as the group of ninjas changed formation and attacked, the two of them happened to fire their guns at that very moment.

boom! boom! boom!

A barrage of bullets tore through the air, instantly taking the lives of three ninjas.

But at the same time, even more people, wielding samurai swords, were rapidly approaching the two.

The fastest one had already arrived beside the two.

Curaçao and Tequila tensed up instantly because their magazines were empty; they had just removed the empty magazines and the new ones hadn't been inserted yet.

Whoosh!

Just at this time.

An arrow tore through the void without making a sound, piercing the chest of the leader.

This moment.

The two, who were originally preparing for close combat, reacted extremely quickly. They immediately abandoned the close combat and, in a second, inserted a new magazine into their pistol and smoothly completed the empty hole for loading a bullet.

Followed by.

Another series of gunshots rang out, taking the lives of two more ninjas.

In the blink of an eye, six people were killed!

However, the ninjas changed tactics too quickly. The instant the two fired their guns, they threw a large number of shuriken at them again, and then everyone instantly hid in various corners.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Standing on a high vantage point not far away, Shimabukuro Kimie was drawing his bow and arrow, staring intently at his surroundings.

Her face was somewhat pale; after all, this was her first time killing someone.

but……

Perhaps because it wasn't a close-range killing, Shimabukuro Kimie was still able to barely withstand it; at this moment, her eyes remained sharp and resolute.

Yes!

Having accepted Lin Mo's invitation, she was prepared to have blood on her hands!

Having been mentally prepared, she naturally accepted it much faster now.

However, what Shimabukuro Kimie didn't notice was that one of the ninjas had begun to slowly approach her from behind without making a sound.

The ninja was dressed entirely in black robes, with most of his face covered.

Only his eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty light.

He slowly drew a kunai, and the next second as he approached Shimabukuro Kimie, a samurai sword pierced his chest.

"Who?"

His voice was hoarse, and his face was full of disbelief.

Yes.

He doesn't understand!

It's important to know that he was among the top ninjas in the entire Iga clan, especially in stealth, where he was the best in the entire clan.

What now?

Someone actually came up to me, and I didn't even notice?

He instinctively wanted to turn his head, even if he was doomed to die today, he wanted to see the person who killed him before he died.

Unfortunately, it's a pity.

Before he could even turn his head properly, the other person had already pulled away the katana, and his vision began to go dark. Then he crashed directly onto the shipping container.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

After such a commotion, Kimie Shimabukuro finally realized what was happening.

Then.

He turned his head and saw the ninja who was about to attack, and a section of his katana protruding from his chest.

next second.

Only after the ninja crashed into the shipping container did he see Lin Mo holding a katana.

"Lin Mojun, you..."

Kimie Shimabukuro looked completely bewildered.

Obviously.

She truly hadn't expected Lin Mo to come in person.

And, in response to this.

Lin Mo's expression remained calm as he looked at the stammering Shimabukuro Kimie, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

"The group that will be on the operation tonight is one of my most elite subordinates."

"And he's—a personal subordinate!"

"How could I possibly feel at ease?"

"Tonight is just a comprehensive test and assessment of your abilities. I never intended for you to die here."

"The Iga family..."

"Don't be fooled by their current apparent decline, or even the fact that they were almost wiped out. It was all achieved by the combined efforts of all the new nobles and with the support of the Metropolitan Police Department."

"If it were a chaebol, they really couldn't do this."

"Not to mention the remnants who have survived to this day. Although they seem to have turned into skeletons in a tomb, those who have survived to this day are all elites, not to mention that they are from families with a ninja tradition."

"I don't want all the savings I've worked so hard to accumulate to be wiped out tonight!"

Lin Mo spoke, his tone calm.

Yes.

If it were an organization member, he wouldn't care how many died.

But things are different now!

Those who made the move tonight were all his personal subordinates, the team he had painstakingly built up. If they were all ruined because of tonight's incident, Lin Mo would probably cry himself to sleep in the bathroom.

"So that's how it is!"

Shimabukuro Kimie suddenly realized.

She hadn't really thought about this before, but now that Lin Mo said it, she finally understood.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

While she was still thinking, Lin Mo spoke again.

"Alright, Junhui."

"Go directly to the outer perimeter, to Oshima Keisuke's side."

"You are a special talent with multiple skills, you can't waste them in a place like this. Now is not the time for you to risk your life."

"It's time for tonight's events to come to an end!"