Genshin Impact players in the world of Detective Conan

"The target will be taken out of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department in about twenty minutes and escorted to a detention center near the courthouse for placement, in preparation for tomorrow's court hearing..."

Their plan, of course, was to intercept them on the way and then assassinate them.

The sniper position they chose was naturally a street corner where there were almost no people around.

After they set up their weapons, the escorting police car arrived at the street corner on time.

Upon hearing Gin's order, Vodka immediately pulled the trigger—

The police car's front tires were immediately shot out, causing the car, which had been driving smoothly, to veer off course and skid, eventually coming to a stop on the side of the road.

"That's strange, how could the tire have blown out?"

Because they were equipped with silencers, the gunshots were not very noticeable, so the escorting police officers were not even aware that they were being attacked.

More accurately, they never imagined that someone would dare to attack a police car in the city.

Gin smiled disdainfully as he watched the unsuspecting security guards get out of the car to conduct an inspection.

Such an opponent could not ignite even the slightest fighting spirit in him.

Gin and Vodka fired simultaneously, aiming at the men's hearts and thighs respectively.

There should still be at least three escorts inside the vehicle, so they need to leave one wounded officer behind to lure out the remaining officers by calling for help.

Only after eliminating these guards can they find the key and deal with the two imposters.

However, Gin's face quickly showed surprise, because his sure-fire shot missed.

Yin Kong abruptly pulled the two young, unsuspecting guards behind him and said helplessly:

"Gentlemen, didn't Inspector Megure already warn you that this criminal is unusual and that you might be attacked on the way?"

He had thought that with Inspector Megure's instructions, the guards would at least be more careful.

Unexpectedly, they were even more relaxed than I, the owner of the rabbit hutch, was.

Is it really because the people of Beika Town are too simple and honest that they haven't encountered any attacks on transport vehicles for many years?

If Yin Kong hadn't followed the mission instructions all the way here, probably not a single person on this escort vehicle would have survived.

"What?! An attack?!"

Only after Yin Kong reminded them did the two young guards notice the bullet holes on the ground, belatedly realizing that they had just taken a trip down the road to the underworld.

"It's him?!"

Upon seeing Yin Kong's figure, the expression of the "Ever-Changing Witch" immediately changed.

Vermouth raised an eyebrow and asked curiously:

"Could this be that deity?"

“No, of course not.” The [Ever-Changing Witch] shook her head and explained, “However, he must be someone favored by the gods.”

Chapter 130 A Little Bit

A person favored by the gods?

Vermouth raised an eyebrow slightly. She could tell, of course, that although the [Changing Witch]'s words sounded like a compliment, there was a natural hint of disdain in her tone.

There was even a hint of jealousy that she herself was unaware of.

Vermouth asked thoughtfully:

"Has the Apostle ever had any dealings with this person?"

The "Ever-Changing Witch" said with a confident look:

"This guy is only slightly stronger than you right now. If it weren't for that person, I could crush him with one hand—ouch, ouch, ouch..."

Seeing the "Changing Witch" roll around on the ground again, clutching her head, as she spoke, a hint of pity appeared on Vermouth's face.

Of course, only a little bit.

Because Vermouth was very clear that she was able to sit here comfortably mostly thanks to this restriction.

Otherwise, even if she were to stand by the stove now as a diligent barbecue chef, she would still have to raise both hands and show the most sincere smile that she could never repay the witch's kindness.

So, those who are supposedly favored by the gods are essentially the same as ourselves, right?

Vermouth looked at Yin Kong with great interest, thinking that he, too, had somehow connected with those mysterious beings.

However, the one she was connected to was a demon who was currently rolling on the ground, while the other party was a god.

I just don't know if they'll have the opportunity to exchange experiences in the future.

After all, Vermouth knew that her current understanding of mysterious powers was mainly derived from the "Changing Witch" in front of her, with only a small part being her own speculation.

She can't be completely at ease without verifying many things.

Gin, of course, had no way of knowing any of this, and his reaction to Yin Kong, a troublemaker who suddenly appeared, was very simple and direct—

Whoever you are, talk to my bullets.

Gin almost instantly aimed the crosshair at Yin Kong's forehead and pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle again.

Decisive, efficient, and straightforward – that’s Gin’s style.

Aside from the time he knocked Shinichi Kudo's head out of the Dorobia amusement park, he was impeccable in terms of efficiency and mission completion rate, making him arguably the only remaining star figure in the brewery.

Unfortunately, even so, he was still just an ordinary person.

The next moment, Gin was utterly shocked to see that, just before he fired, Yin Kong seemed to have a premonition and slightly turned his head, thus dodging his sure-fire shot.

Was I predicted?

Or is it just a pure coincidence?

"Get back in the car and hide. Remember to notify Inspector Megure."

With the escorting police officers present, Yin Kong couldn't act too outrageously.

After dodging the sneak attack, he also threw a nail, extinguishing the streetlights overhead and causing the escort vehicle to turn off its lights.

In an instant, the entire area was plunged into darkness.

At this moment, Gin was somewhat grateful to Vermouth, because if it weren't for this woman's reminder, Yin Kong's response would have indeed made him feel somewhat troubled.

But now, it's just a case of being caught in one's own trap.

Both his and Vodka's sniper scopes have integrated thermal imaging capabilities, so turning off the lights not only fails to provide any concealment but also restricts Yin Kong's movements.

Let's see what this clever little mouse will do—

However, Gin quickly frowned.

He scanned the route from the armored truck to their hideout but didn't spot any figures approaching in the darkness through his scope.

Was it just to retreat back into the car and wait for rescue?

It seems I overestimated your courage, little mouse.

Gin sneered inwardly. If they thought they could escape by hiding in their turtle shells, they were seriously underestimating his plans.

Wait, he's not in the car either?

However, when Gin aimed the scope at the transport vehicle again, he was surprised to find that there was indeed one less heat source on the vehicle than before.

In other words, Yin Kong did get off the bus, but where did he go?

A long-lost, strong sense of foreboding rose in Gin's heart.

"Gentlemen, the assassin game is over."

Hearing the sudden sound behind him, Gin was startled and, almost instinctively, turned around and fired a shot.

Even before he turned around, the gun was already pointed at the source of the sound.

But clearly, Yin Kong wouldn't give him that opportunity.

A split second before Gin fired, he felt a force snatch the sniper rifle from his hand, and at the same time, a hand gently patted his chest—

Under Vodka's dazed gaze, Gin, as if struck by incredible luck, was sent flying and crashed heavily into the cover behind him.

Vodka exclaimed in surprise and immediately grabbed the submachine gun beside him.

However, before he could even aim his gun at Yin Kong, he was already being treated the same way, slapped down next to Gin in almost the same position.

Sure enough, it's those two brothers from the distillery.

Yin Kong casually tossed the two guns aside, and his gaze quickly fell on Gin.

More precisely, it was on the broken section of the demon sword floating behind him.

Just as he guessed, the distillery's efforts to clear out these "counterfeit goods" were certainly not for such a superficial reason as combating piracy.

Although Gin himself may not have realized it, the brewery was indeed using this method to recover the fragments of the demon sword scattered throughout Tokyo.

Moreover, it seems that the four pairs of victims discovered by Inspector Megure may only be a part of the whole picture.

This broken demon sword was actually composed of seven fragments.

It seems that both the distillery's intelligence and Gin's work efficiency are beyond question.

Yin Kong suspected that if he were willing to wait a month before making his move, the hardworking Gin might have already collected all the remaining demon sword fragments for him.

"What is he doing?"

Seeing Vermouth's puzzled expression, the "Changing Witch" suddenly realized and said:

"Oh right, I forgot there are some things you can't see."

[The Witch of a Thousand Faces] gently tapped the mirror, and Vermouth finally saw the demon sword floating behind Gin, and the giant bear behind Vodka, which was blind in its left eye and roaring madly.

So this is what the demon that forms a link with vodka looks like?

She looks quite fierce; I wonder who is stronger between her and the "Ever-Changing Witch"?

"You're being a bit noisy."

Just as Vermouth was thinking this, Yin Kong swung his hand, and a golden light slashed out, leaving a huge wound on the giant bear demon that was spitting wildly.

Before the giant bear demon could retaliate, he punched the giant bear twice more, completely destroying it.

Seeing the ferocious giant bear demon so easily blown into a cloud of black smoke and slowly dissipating, Vermouth's eyes widened instantly as she looked at the [Ever-Changing Witch].

You call this just being slightly better than me?

To her surprise, Vermouth soon discovered that this "Changing Witch" seemed even more shocked than she was.

Chapter 131 The Evil Demon Blade

You call this just being slightly better than me?

Do you demons have some strange misunderstanding of the word "a little bit"?

Even through the mirror, just by looking at the giant bear's enormous body and fierce aura, Vermouth knew it was no ordinary monster.

At the very least, she felt that she had absolutely no confidence in fighting against it.

As a result, this ferocious and terrifying monster was easily defeated by Yin Kong in just three moves.

Such casualness and nonchalance are enough to show that the two sides are not even on the same level.

Could it be that in the eyes of the "Ever-Changing Witch," this level of difference in strength is still only considered a tiny bit?

If that's the case, then how terrifying must this demon's true power be?

The Witch of a Thousand Faces once said that Vermouth only shared less than one-tenth of its power, so Vermouth has always used this as a basis to assess the true strength of this demon.

But now it seems that the other party is far more terrifying and dangerous than I had anticipated.

I wonder if it's too late for her to slide to her knees now?

However, Vermouth soon discovered to her surprise that the "Changing Witch" seemed to be reacting even more dramatically than she was.

"how is this possible?"

The demon lay down in front of the mirror, staring intently at Yin Kong in the mirror, its face, which looked exactly like hers, filled with disbelief.

The giant bear demon linked to vodka was certainly no match for it.

In Yin Kong's eyes, the [Ever-Changing Witch] in her normal state is level 49, while the Giant Bear is only level 44.