Detective Conan: Starting with Yukiko covered in black stockings!

Cao Yu pretended to be recalling something and then fabricated an alibi.

Actually, he wasn't lying.

After taking down the president of the company, Tsukihiro Kota, the two drove off to find their next target, which could also be considered a wild ride.

Have you ever obtained a gun license or participated in shooting training?

"no!"

Do you live alone?

"no!"

"..."

Faced with Inspector Megure's interrogation, Cao Yu countered every move flawlessly.

"We found a bullet on the body, as well as a spent cartridge case left at the sniper position. An anonymous source claims it's a custom-made sniper bullet. Would you mind if we searched the area?"

Megure did not apply for a search warrant; to search a house, one needs the homeowner's consent.

Bullet shell?

Cao Yu was taken aback; he had never noticed this issue before.

Fortunately, it was irrelevant evidence and not enough to prove that he was the murderer.

"This……"

Kaka!

Just as Cao Yu was about to explain that he was not the owner of the house and could not agree to Megure's request, the sound of a lock being opened came from behind.

Vermouth led Akemi Miyano inside and was taken aback when she saw a room full of police officers.

"Inspector Megure, Miss Chris is the owner of the house. You need to ask her permission before you can conduct a search."

"What are you searching? Do you have a search warrant?"

Upon hearing Cao Yu's words, Vermouth's face darkened.

As an elite member of the distillery, she hates the police the most.

"Miss Chris, it's like this..."

"Search warrant? If you don't have a search warrant, please leave!"

Vermouth didn't give Inspector Megure a chance to explain at all, her face stern and her attitude unusually firm.

Chapter 73 Undercurrent

The Tokyo night was as dark as ink, and the atmosphere inside the villa was so heavy it seemed almost palpable. Vermouth leaned elegantly against the sofa, her red fingernails lightly tapping the armrest, her gaze fixed on Cao Yu like that of a hawk.

"Cao Yu, you've been too high-profile lately." Vermouth's voice was icy cold. "The Metropolitan Police Department has come knocking on our door. Do you know how much trouble this will cause the organization?"

Cao Yu shrugged casually and said nonchalantly, "I was just completing a mission. Those policemen have no evidence, what can they do to me?"

"Hmph, don't be too confident." Vermouth stood up, walked up to Cao Yu, and looked down at him. "The organization doesn't want any unnecessary trouble. You'd better tone it down, otherwise..." She didn't finish her sentence, but the threat was obvious.

Meanwhile, in a secret hideout of the Black Organization, Gin sat in the darkness, the computer screen in front of him flashing a ghostly blue light, displaying the expenses incurred by Cao Yu and Amuro Tooru during their mission. Vodka stood beside him, barely daring to breathe.

"Their activities have been too frequent lately, and their expenses are too high." Gin's voice was deep and cold. "What did you find when I assigned you to monitor them?"

Vodka swallowed hard and said cautiously, "We haven't found anything unusual yet, but Cao Yu seems quite arrogant, while Amuro Tooru is more cautious."

"Keep an eye on him, especially Cao Yu." A ruthless glint flashed in Gin's eyes. "His abilities are too strange; we must be wary. Report to me immediately if anything seems amiss."

Meanwhile, at the Mouri Detective Agency, Conan and Kogoro Mouri sat around a table covered with various case files and photographs. Conan, wearing glasses, stared intently at a photograph of a bullet casing, his finger lightly tracing its surface.

“Uncle, look at the wolf claw mark on this bullet casing. It’s exactly the same as the ones in the previous cases.” Conan looked up at Kogoro Mouri, his eyes sparkling with excitement. “Moreover, according to ballistic analysis, the killer’s shooting position and method were very professional. Ordinary criminals simply couldn’t do that.”

Kogoro Mouri scratched his head, looking puzzled, and said, "But we can't be sure it was Cao Yu who did it just based on this, can we? That guy seems suspicious, but we don't have any solid evidence."

“So I contacted my dad,” Conan said. “He has more experience in this area and might be able to find clues we’ve overlooked.”

Just then, the phone rang. Kogoro Mouri answered it, his expression suddenly turning serious. "It's Kudo. You said you've made a new discovery?" He listened to the call while gesturing for Conan to get a pen and paper to write it down.

After hanging up the phone, Kogoro Mouri said, "Kudo said that he investigated the arms smuggling cases in recent months and found some unusual transaction records. These transactions involved a special type of sniper rifle bullet that is very similar to the shell casings we found at the murder scene. Moreover, the mastermind behind these transactions has been very well hidden and has left almost no clues."

Conan's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "So, Cao Yu might have a huge weapons network behind him? We can start our investigation by looking at the black market for sniper rifles; maybe we can find crucial evidence."

Kogoro Mouri nodded and said, "Okay, then we'll start tomorrow. But this is dangerous, so don't run around and cause me any trouble."

The next morning, Conan and Kogoro Mouri arrived at Tokyo's underground black market. It was a melting pot of all sorts of people, where various illegal transactions took place in the shadows. The two cautiously weaved through the crowd, searching for any possible clues.

"Uncle, look over there." Conan suddenly tugged at Kogoro Mouri's sleeve and pointed to a dark corner. There, a hooded man was furtively talking to another person, seemingly holding something in his hand.

Kogoro Mouri approached stealthily, trying to overhear their conversation. He heard the hooded man lower his voice and say, "This shipment is top-notch, specially made sniper bullets, hard to find on the market."

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"How much?" another person asked.

"I'll give you a discount because we're acquaintances: 10,000 yen per bullet. But you have to promise not to reveal my information."

Conan and Kogoro Mouri exchanged a glance, both understanding that they seemed to have found an important clue. Just then, the hooded man suddenly looked up alertly in their direction.

"Oh no, we've been discovered!" Kogoro Mori whispered. "Run!"

The two turned and blended into the crowd, trying to shake off their pursuer. However, the hooded man persisted, chasing after them with several of his men.

"Hey, you two, sneaking around like that, are you eavesdropping on our conversation?" The hooded man blocked their way, his eyes filled with hostility.

Kogoro Mori forced a smile and said, "It's a misunderstanding, just a misunderstanding. We were just passing by."

"Just passing by? Hmph, I don't think you're that simple." The man sneered. "Take them away!"

Several henchmen immediately surrounded them, and it looked like Conan and Kogoro Mouri were about to be in trouble. Just then, a sharp police siren suddenly blared, and the street erupted into chaos.

"The police are here!" someone shouted.

The hooded man's expression changed, and he cursed, "Consider yourselves lucky. Don't let me see you again!" With that, he and his men quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Conan and Kogoro Mouri breathed a sigh of relief, watching the departing crowd, their resolve to uncover the truth strengthened. They knew this was just the beginning; more dangers and challenges awaited them, but to expose the true nature of the Black Organization, they could not back down.

Chapter 74 Undercover Crisis

On the edge of that dark world, thick as ink and seemingly capable of swallowing everything, danger lurks like an omnipresent ghost, always following you. Every breath of air seems to be permeated by unknown conspiracies and schemes, exuding a chilling aura.

Tooru Amuro, a key undercover agent carefully planted by the Japanese Public Security Bureau within the dark organization "The Black Organization" thanks to his extraordinary courage and wisdom, is currently walking the bustling yet treacherous streets of Tokyo.

Years of undercover work, fraught with danger, had honed "433's" intuition to the sharpest of hunters. In an instant, he caught sight of the stalker who was following him like a ghost.

He knew better than anyone that as an undercover agent, every little move he made was like walking carefully on the edge of a precipice, and the slightest carelessness would result in his annihilation.

Once the undercover police officer's identity is exposed, a cruel death awaits him. Even more terrifying is that countless comrades who fought alongside him will also be driven to despair. The entire undercover plan, meticulously crafted over a long period of time, will be ruined like a bubble, with unimaginable consequences.

On the surface, Amuro Tooru maintained his usual calm and composed expression, his steps steady and powerful, each step seemingly declaring his composure and confidence to the world around him, as if everything was under his control.

However, his mind was like a high-speed, precision instrument, with various thoughts flashing through his mind like lightning.

He knew that he had to act decisively in this fleeting moment to create a false impression that would completely confuse the enemy and do everything in his power to protect his hard-won and crucial undercover identity.

His gaze, sharp as a hawk's, swept quickly across the bustling, crowded streets, and a bold and adventurous plan gradually took shape in his mind.

Cao Yu, the person with whom he has a complex and intertwined relationship in this perilous and dangerous game, has now become a crucial pawn in Amuro Tooru's plan.

After careful consideration, Amuro Tooru deliberately chose a place that was bustling with people and so lively that it was almost noisy – a large shopping mall in Shinjuku.

The place was bustling with people, shoulder to shoulder, and all sorts of noises mingled together, providing excellent cover for the "good show" he was about to put on.

Amuro Tooru pretended to have a "chance" encounter with Cao Yu, and the moment their eyes met, his expression suddenly changed dramatically. He feigned being furious, and his previously calm eyes instantly ignited with "raging anger."

His voice instantly rose, and his sharp, angry voice boomed like thunder among the surrounding crowd. His words were like sharp arrows, mercilessly shooting at Cao Yu.

A fierce and almost out-of-control argument erupted without warning.

His expression was almost distorted with anger, his ferocious face as if he had an irreconcilable and irreconcilable hatred for Cao Yu.

The passersby, who were all engrossed in their own worlds, were startled by the sudden and intense conflict and turned to look.

They stopped in their hurry, their faces full of surprise and curiosity. Some even whispered among themselves, wondering what had happened between the two.

The conflict, meticulously portrayed by Amuro Tooru, was so realistic that it resembled a real, deep-seated grudge. Even the shadowy, ghostly stalkers were captivated and began to shift some of their attention from Amuro Tooru to Cao Yu.

Meanwhile, on the remote island of Okinawa, a place brimming with tropical charm yet fraught with hidden dangers, Ashida Kainan, following his pre-arranged plan, quietly arrived at the seemingly inconspicuous and harmless veterinary clinic like a silent shadow.

Chapter 75 An Inexplicable Strangeness

This clinic is usually filled with a faint smell of disinfectant, and the people coming and going are mostly ordinary people with their pets seeking medical treatment, making it seem ordinary and peaceful.

However, within the grand scheme meticulously planned by their secret operations team, this place is one of the key strongholds for clandestine communication and intelligence gathering, carrying countless crucial pieces of information and important missions.

However, as soon as Ashida Kainan approached the clinic, his keen senses, honed by years of experience in the dark, detected something inexplicable.

The area around the clinic seemed calm and normal. The sun was still lazily shining on the street, and pedestrians were still walking at a leisurely pace. But he could clearly sense that beneath that eerily calm surface, countless eyes, like cold, venomous snakes, were hidden.

Those eyes, radiating a sinister chill, were intently watching everyone who approached the clinic.

His heart sank. Years of accumulated experience rang in his mind like an alarm bell, telling him that the distillery's omnipresent eyes and ears were now closely watching this place.

Ashida Kenan remained completely calm; his years as a secret agent had taught him to stay composed in the face of crisis.

He knew that acting rashly would only play right into the enemy's hands and lead him into their carefully laid trap.

So he pretended to be nonchalant and walked past the clinic without pausing, his expression remaining calm.

After confirming that it was temporarily safe, he quickly turned into a narrow and dimly lit alley. Deep in the alley, he found a secluded corner filled with various odds and ends, which gave off a musty smell.

He cautiously looked around to make sure no one was following or monitoring him before carefully taking out his special communication device and contacting Mr. Hua.

As the core leader of their secret operation team, Elder Hua was like a steady pillar, possessing absolute authority and trust within the team.

With his extensive network of contacts and resources accumulated over many years of navigating both the legitimate and criminal worlds, as well as his rich experience and calm, wise character, he has consistently led his team through the difficult times in the dark.

The moment the call connected, Ashida Kainan quickly reported the current situation in concise and clear language.

Upon hearing this, Hua Lao's previously calm gaze instantly became sharp and resolute, like two drawn blades. He immediately realized the seriousness of the situation, as if a terrible storm was about to break.

While reassuring Ashida Kenan in a calm and powerful voice, urging him to remain calm and not panic, Hua Lao quickly activated the emergency plan that had been prepared in advance.

His mind worked like a high-speed computer, quickly sorting through the resources and connections at hand.

Leveraging his extensive connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds, he found a highly secret hideout for Ashida Kainan in a remote mountain forest in Okinawa.

This outpost is hidden deep in the dense forest, surrounded by lush trees and intricate vines.

The surrounding terrain is complex and varied, filled with winding, maze-like paths, as well as many naturally formed barriers, such as steep mountain walls and deep canyons.

This place is not only easy to hide in, but also has a unique advantage in defense, making it an excellent hiding place, as if nature had carefully crafted a sanctuary for them.

After making arrangements for Ashida Kenan, Elder Hua did not delay at all and immediately dialed Cao Yu's number.

On the other end of the phone, Old Hua's voice was serious and deep, as if carrying a thousand pounds of weight. Every word was like a heavy stone hitting Cao Yu's heart: "Cao Yu, the situation is extremely urgent."

Something's happened with Ashida Kenan; the clinic has been targeted by the brewery.

You must remain highly vigilant now, as we are about to embark on a difficult operation involving rescue and counter-surveillance.

Chapter 76 A Brief Glimmer of Light

Amuro Tooru's side created the illusion of conflict with you to mislead the enemy. You must understand that this is only part of the overall plan.

Upon hearing this, Cao Yu felt a chill run down his spine.

He knew that the danger and urgency of this mission had risen to an unprecedented level, as if a storm was about to sweep in, and they were in the eye of the storm.

After hanging up the phone, he took a deep breath, trying to calm his wildly beating heart.

He quickly gathered his thoughts and threw himself into preparing for the upcoming battle.

He carefully inspected his equipment, from communication devices to weapons and ammunition, leaving no detail overlooked.

He ensured that the communication equipment had full signal strength and was uninterrupted, just as he ensured that the lifeline to the outside world would not be interrupted; the weapons and ammunition were plentiful and in good condition, every gun was polished to a shine, and every bullet seemed to be waiting for the upcoming battle.

After successfully creating the illusion of conflict with Cao Yu, Amuro Tooru continued on his way as if nothing had happened, blending into the bustling crowd.

He walked seemingly casually, but his eyes were subtly observing everything around him, secretly keeping a close eye on the movements of his pursuers.

He astutely noticed that the followers seemed to be convinced of the conflict and gradually shifted their attention away from him, beginning to develop strong suspicions about Cao Yu.

Their eyes were fixed on Cao Yu like hungry wolves, as if trying to find a flaw in him.

This was exactly the effect Amuro Tooru wanted. He successfully diverted some of the enemy's attention, buying himself and his comrades precious breathing time, like finding a glimmer of light in a dark tunnel.

However, Amuro Tooru knew in his heart that this was only a temporary relief, like the brief and false calm before a storm.

The distillery's informants are always cunning and suspicious, like the most astute foxes, never easily overlooking any suspicious detail.