Detective Conan: Starting with Yukiko covered in black stockings!

The dark power intensified once more, and a thick bolt of black lightning cleaved out of the vortex, carrying the power to destroy everything, like a giant black sword, and swiftly attacked Cao Yu and the others.

Where the lightning passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, producing a piercing sound.

The surrounding temperature rose instantly, as if it would burn everything to ashes.

Cao Yu reacted quickly, raising the artifact in his hand and releasing a dazzling light that collided with the black lightning.

Light and darkness intertwined, unleashing a powerful surge of energy.

The entire temple trembled violently, as if the end of the world had come.

Light and darkness were locked in a fierce struggle, and for a time it was difficult to determine a winner.

However, Cao Yu clearly felt immense pressure, and his arms trembled slightly as he bore the force.

The veins on his forehead bulged, and sweat poured down like rain.

He gritted his teeth, resisting the impact of the dark forces with all his might, silently praying that he could hold on.

He knew that if he gave up, the world would fall into endless darkness.

Cao Yu felt a powerful force emanating from the artifact in his hand, as if encouraging him to continue forward. That force was like a warm flame, igniting the fighting spirit in his heart.

This force rekindled his fighting spirit. He gritted his teeth and shouted to Amuro Tooru and Conan, "Let's charge forward together! We can't let him succeed!" The three of them mustered their courage and charged towards the altar against the dark forces.

Chapter 329 The Altar Was Stained Red

Their figures appeared so small in the interplay of darkness and light, like a drop in the ocean, yet their determination was unwavering, like a towering mountain, unshakable.

Their eyes were filled with fearless courage as they resolutely marched toward the altar, with only one common goal in their hearts: to stop the criminal group's insane plan.

Finally, they arrived before the leader.

When the leader saw them, he revealed a ferocious smile, a smile filled with madness and resentment, like a wounded beast making its last struggle.

"You think you can stop me? Too late!" With that, he forcefully inserted the mysterious artifact into the groove on the altar.

Suddenly, an even more powerful dark force surged from the altar, like a raging flood, spreading wildly in all directions with an aura of destruction.

This force was even more terrifying than before; cracks began to appear in the temple floor, spreading rapidly like a spider web.

Stones fell from the walls, and the entire temple teetered on the brink of collapse, as if it were about to be reduced to ruins by the dark forces.

That dark force, like the tentacles of a demon, sought to destroy everything.

Cao Yu realized that the artifacts had to be retrieved before the dark forces were fully unleashed, or the world would be plunged into endless darkness.

Ignoring the danger, he reached out without hesitation to grab the artifacts on the altar.

The dark power was like a sharp blade, cutting through his skin, causing blood to flow freely and stain the altar red.

But he did not back down at all. He concentrated all his energy and, relying on his special connection with the artifacts, tried to control them.

Sweat rolled down his forehead and dripped onto the altar, but his gaze remained fixed on the artifacts, silently reciting incantations to communicate with them, as if engaging in a spiritual dialogue with them.

His heart was filled with determination; no matter the cost, he was determined to stop the release of the dark forces.

Thanks to Cao Yu's efforts, the artifact trembled slightly, and its light shone again. The light was like the dawn before sunrise; though faint, it was full of hope.

He sensed the power of the artifacts clashing with the power of darkness, so he increased his output of power.

His hands gripped the artifact tightly, as if he wanted to merge his life with it, injecting new energy into it with his will and strength.

Just as the dark forces were about to be fully unleashed, Cao Yu used his last bit of strength to let out a roar and successfully pulled the artifact from the altar.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and the entire temple fell silent. Only Cao Yu's heavy breathing echoed in the air, a sound that seemed to be the prelude to victory.

A relieved smile appeared on his face. Although he was exhausted, he knew that his efforts had not been in vain.

His heart was filled with joy, for he saw hope in stopping the forces of darkness.

Without the support of the artifacts, the dark forces weakened instantly.

Upon seeing this, the crime syndicate leader roared in despair, his roar filled with anger and resentment.

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He rushed towards Cao Yu desperately, making a final struggle to retrieve the artifacts.

Cao Yu skillfully dodged his attack, then forcefully threw the artifact to Conan.

Conan catches the artifact steadily and quickly searches for a way to shut down the dark forces.

His eyes scanned the temple, leaving no corner unchecked, trying to find clues.

His mind raced as he recalled the clues he had gathered in various places and tried to piece them together.

His eyes were filled with focus, not missing a single detail, and he silently prayed that he could find a way to shut down the dark power as soon as possible.

Amuro Tooru then engaged in a fierce battle with the leader.

Although the leader had lost the power of the artifact, he was still extremely fierce, like a wounded beast, with every punch and kick carrying great power, trying to defeat Amuro Tooru.

Amuro Tooru used his superb fighting skills to hold his own against him.

He skillfully dodged the leader's attacks, each dodge perfectly timed, as if forming a tacit dance with the leader's attacks.

At the same time, he looked for opportunities to counterattack, and each counterattack was carried with a sharp momentum, making the leader dare not take it lightly.

The two exchanged blows, their battle incredibly fierce, the air thick with the smell of gunpowder.

Each collision seemed to ignite the air, sending sparks flying.

Their figures crisscrossed in the darkness, every movement brimming with power and danger. This battle was not only a contest of strength, but also a test of will.

Chapter 330 The Tiger That Lost Its Claws

Conan discovers some mysterious runes on the walls of the temple, which seem to have some subtle connection to the clues he has collected in various places.

He quickly recalled the clues, his brain working at high speed like a machine.

After a period of intense and focused thinking, he finally found a way to shut down the dark forces.

He followed the instructions of the runes and performed the operation on the altar.

His fingers moved quickly across the altar, searching for the right spot, each movement careful yet filled with determination.

Every action of "620" is crucial. If anything goes wrong, the dark forces may get out of control again, and the world will be plunged into crisis once more.

He was filled with nervousness and anticipation, hoping his judgment was correct.

As Conan manipulated the altar, a beam of light appeared, like a spark of hope, gradually expanding and slowly devouring the dark forces.

The crime syndicate leader was horrified when he saw this, his eyes filled with fear and despair.

He broke free from Amuro Tooru's grasp and tried to stop Conan.

But Cao Yu stopped him in time, and the two engaged in fierce fighting again.

Although Cao Yu was exhausted and every movement seemed to have used up all his strength, his belief sustained him.

He engaged in a fierce battle with the leader, every move and stance brimming with power, a power stemming from his sense of responsibility to the world and his unwavering commitment to justice.

His eyes were filled with determination; no matter what, he was determined to stop the leader from sabotaging Conan's plans.

With the combined efforts of Cao Yu and Amuro Tooru, the leader gradually became physically exhausted.

His movements became sluggish, and his attacks were no longer as fierce as before, like a tiger that had lost its claws.

Finally, Cao Yu seized the opportunity and delivered a powerful flying kick, knocking the leader to the ground.

The leader fell heavily to the ground, too weak to get up, his eyes filled with despair and resentment.

At the same time, Conan successfully shut down the dark forces, the black vortex gradually disappeared, and the temple returned to peace.

The light illuminated every corner of the temple once more, as if darkness had never descended, and everything had returned to life and peace.

The light, like warm sunshine, dispelled the darkness and brought hope.

The energy core is located in the center of an enormous room, which is meticulously crafted from a special metal.

The metal walls are engraved with intricate patterns, which are like living organisms, seemingly flowing with some kind of mysterious energy, emitting a faint and strange light, like ancient runes telling unknown secrets.

The core itself resembles a giant crystal radiating colorful light, its interior like a microcosm where countless tiny rays of light shuttle and move like shooting stars, weaving together a dreamlike and wondrous scene.

However, the intense energy fluctuations surrounding the core, like surging waves, assaulted everyone's senses wave after wave, as if warning them of the power's strength and its formidable nature.

With reverence and caution, the group slowly approached the core.

However, when they reached the vicinity of the core, they discovered that activating it was by no means easy.

A holographic screen shimmering with a ghostly blue light suddenly appeared in front of the core, displaying a message that a special password was required.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the screen, and their expressions instantly became serious, as if a heavy stone was pressing on their hearts.

Conan's brows furrowed tightly as he fell into deep thought.

His mind was like a high-speed, sophisticated machine, rapidly recalling every clue he had gathered in the laboratory he had previously explored.

That laboratory was like a treasure trove of historical secrets, filled with old, yellowed documents and complex, obscure experimental records.

Among them, some vague records are like scattered puzzle pieces, vaguely mentioning the early development of the Black Organization 0.4, and some veiled hints seem to point to information about the founder of the Black Organization.

With his keen, eagle-like observation skills and outstanding reasoning abilities, Conan boldly speculated that this activation code was very likely to be closely related to the founder of the Black Organization.

"Everyone, think back carefully to the early materials about the Black Organization that we found in the lab."

It contains some recurring symbols and numbers, as well as some vague explanations of the founder's philosophy.

Chapter 331 Gradually Becoming Anxious

Just as Conan was engrossed in his analysis, Cao Yu sensed a powerful and strange attraction near the core.

This force was like an invisible yet powerful hand, gently yet irresistibly pulling at his body, or like some mysterious and ancient call, penetrating deep into his soul like fine threads.

Cao Yu's eyes gradually became somewhat unfocused, as if drawn by this mysterious force, and he involuntarily took a few more steps closer to the core.

"Cao Yu, what's wrong?" Xiao Lan, who was standing to the side, noticed Cao Yu's unusual behavior. A hint of worry flashed in her clear eyes, and she hurriedly reminded him.

Cao Yu shuddered slightly, as if he had just woken up from a hazy dream, and slowly said, "I don't know why, but I feel like there is a mysterious force calling to me here, as if there is some kind of inexplicable special connection between me and this core."

Upon hearing Cao Yu's words, everyone showed expressions of surprise.

However, time was of the essence, and they could not afford to delve too deeply into the reasons behind Cao Yu's strange phenomenon.

Therefore, everyone's attention quickly refocused on the crucial task of cracking the code.

Conan continued to guide the group's thinking: "Let's carefully recall the clues in the laboratory. Are there any special numbers, dates, or events in the descriptions of the founder?"

Ai Haibara gently pushed up her glasses, her intelligent eyes behind the lenses gleaming with thoughtful light, and said, "I remember a document that mentioned that the founder established the prototype of the Black Organization in a certain special year. Perhaps that year is part of the code."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and a lively discussion ensued around this idea.

Everyone chimed in, their thoughts colliding fiercely in the air.

After a fierce brainstorming session, they carefully extracted several key pieces of information from the lab clues: the founder's birth year, the date of the Black Organization's first major operation, and the location number of the founder's important speech.

However, when they eagerly tried to combine this information in different orders to enter the password, the holographic screen relentlessly flashed a glaring red light each time, accompanied by a cold prompt indicating that the password was incorrect.

Everyone felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, and gradually became anxious.

Time slipped away like sand in an hourglass, second by second. Their hearts were filled with worry, wondering if they had enough time to crack the code and successfully activate the core.

Just when everyone felt trapped and at a loss, Cao Yu suddenly felt that powerful attraction again. This time, the force seemed even stronger than before, as if it was eager to convey some important information to him.

Cao Yu gritted his teeth, trying to stay awake and concentrate all his energy on capturing the subtle clues that this power wanted to convey to him.

Guided by that mysterious force, Cao Yu's mind was filled with blurry and strange images, like slides. These images seemed to come from the distant past, carrying a sense of vicissitude and mystery.

In the image, a blurry figure stands in front of a huge device that is very similar to the core in front of him, surrounded by a group of people dressed in black, whose faces look particularly sinister in the darkness.

The blurry figure was holding an object with what appeared to be some mysterious symbols engraved on it.

Cao Yu tried his best to see the symbols clearly, but the image was like a candle flickering in the wind, becoming increasingly blurry, as if it might disappear from his mind at any moment.

"I think I saw something related to the password, but it's too blurry." Cao Yu frowned, a look of helplessness and anxiety on his face.

Conan's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had seen a glimmer of hope in the darkness. He said, "Cao Yu, try to recall what those symbols looked like. Even a vague impression might be the key to cracking the code."

Cao Yu took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and tried to recreate those fleeting images in his mind.

Fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, and his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he were struggling against the fog in his mind.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes, a hint of uncertainty flashing in them, and said, "I only remember a symbol, like an upside-down triangle with a curved line inside."

Chapter 332 Major Responsibility

With trepidation, everyone carefully entered the code corresponding to the string of numbers and symbols into the holographic screen.