Crossover anime, and you call this a slice-of-life story?

Just as everyone was arguing about not being able to find the murderer, Rize Kamishiro, who was covered with a white sheet and taken away, curled up a strange smile on her lips.

She secretly used her kagune to knock out two policemen who didn't know where she was being taken.

"Little Shiyu, don't worry, you'll be pleasantly surprised to see me again soon~"

He casually pulled out the shards of the crystal chandelier stuck in his body, and his figure disappeared like a cheetah.

Utaha Kasumigaoka, deeply shocked, is being questioned by the police about her relationship with the "deceased" and what she was doing when the incident occurred.

Although she was very sad, Kasumigaoka Utaha's resilience was indeed much stronger than that of other ordinary high school girls, and she cooperated with the police's questioning.

Conan, who was running around the venue, had identified seven suspects through various clues.

But before he could act, the assembled upper-class people started arguing again.

"Please! Let us go back quickly! This was purely an accident caused by the chandelier being in disrepair for a long time!"

"If this drags on any longer, the reporters will burst in!"

"Are you police officers even useful? Did we pay you just to train a bunch of useless cops?"

Takagi looked at Inspector Megure with a helpless expression. "What should we do, Inspector? If we keep them here any longer, it might cause a commotion... Anyway, it looks like an accident, so maybe we should let them go back to their rooms and wait..."

Inspector Megure couldn't think of a good solution either, so he could only allow everyone to return to their hotel rooms, but not leave the hotel.

After he spoke, everyone rushed out, and the reporters blocking the way outside couldn't stop so many people.

The short-statured Conan was almost swallowed up by the crowd, and had no choice but to return to Dr. Agasa's Beetle to wait.

It's unclear whether the police have vision problems, but Conan was never noticed by anyone from beginning to end.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Vermouth slipped a purple handkerchief into the hand of Kenzo Masunobu, also known as Pisco, to cover up any loopholes that might arouse suspicion.

Pisco first completed his questioning in the room, and then went to the hotel's wine cellar while the police were away.

He took out his laptop, which he had prepared beforehand, and sent Gin a message that the first operation had failed, asking if they should continue the operation.

"Hmph! What a piece of trash!"

Sitting in his Porsche, Gin closed his laptop, quite dissatisfied with the failure of Operation Pisco.

"Big brother, what should we do now?"

Vodka routinely asks questions.

"Let's find that old man Pisco first. The police and reporters are watching, so it's not convenient to make a direct move. If we can't find an opportunity, we can only notify Chianti and his team to snipe him remotely."

Gin lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and realized that the organization had far too few capable men and a lot of useless trash. He was truly exhausted.

After sending the message, Pisco took a deep breath, his eyes showing some hesitation.

"This operation has failed, and the organization is likely to be disappointed in me. If I don't quickly come up with a way out, I might be dealt with one day."

"Don't bother thinking about a way out, I'll just help you get out of this situation, won't I?"

A voice rang out, startling Pisk, who was pondering how to avoid being discarded by the organization, into flying into a panic.

"Who goes there?!"

Piscoe turned around quickly without hesitation and drew his pistol.

Before he could even see who was speaking, he felt a chill on his wrist, and the hand holding the pistol fell to the ground.

They didn't even see what weapon the other side was using.

"what!!!"

Piske screamed and collapsed to his knees in agony.

Looking at Rize Kamishiro slowly walking towards him, he showed an expression of disbelief.

"Impossible! You clearly..."

"Have you already become a scapegoat for the guy you want to kill?"

Rize Kamishiro wiped the bloodstains from the wounds on her face, put her fingers to her red lips and sucked on them, revealing an expression of enjoyment, which made Pisk's eyes twitch.

"Don't be nervous, I just want to play a game with you guys. This wine cellar is quite nice. I wonder if that cool and handsome guy will come over later?"

"Who exactly are you?"

"Me? I'm not human!"

Rize Kamishiro met Pisco's wide-eyed gaze, her four ferocious khaki flaring wildly behind her, her scarlet eyes brimming with murderous intent.

"Bam—"

The cellar door was suddenly slammed open from the outside, and Vodka burst in, gun in his right hand, followed by Gin with a cold expression and Vermouth, who was watching the show with great interest.

“Pisco, you are…”

Just as Vodka was about to speak to confirm if anyone was inside, he saw Rize Kamishiro's kagune dancing wildly.

The scene fell silent.

Gin's previously indifferent expression froze, and his pupils contracted sharply.

Vermouth felt a chill run down her spine at the sight. Others might not recognize what this thing was, but she certainly did.

Can anyone tell her why a ghoul would appear during a perfectly normal operation?!

Shangguan Jun, help me!

Chapter Sixty-Seven: Gin, a Ruthless Man of Few Words

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Although Gin was shocked by the monster in front of him, he did not hesitate to draw his gun and fire.

Vodka reacted quickly afterward, firing as he prepared to retreat.

Instead of drawing her gun, Vermouth pulled out her phone faster than she ever had ever done, edited a message, and sent it.

She had never fired a gun so quickly before, and could only pray that Shangguan Yun would see the message in time.

Rize Kamishiro never expected that the prey she was waiting for would come to her so quickly.

Faced with the bullets aimed at him, the kagune behind him lashed out at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, blocking all the bullets.

"asshole!"

Gin cursed angrily, never expecting that this monster was not even afraid of bullets.

Faced with Rize Kamishiro, the outcome for the three was predictable.

Gin clutched his abdomen, which had been pierced by the kagune, a bloody hole in it, his eyes filled with malice.

Vodka was pale; his right arm had been ripped open, and blood was gushing out uncontrollably.

Vermouth, who was present and immediately raised her hand to indicate her surrender after sending the message, was unharmed.

Rize Kamishiro looked at Gin and the other two, who were surrounded by her alone in a corner, and a dangerous smile appeared on her lips.

"We meet again, cool and handsome guy. Your name is Gin, right? I quite like you because I feel like you and I are the same kind of people."

"So, it was you on the mountain road that day, no wonder..."

Gin, as expected of the organization's ace, did not lose his composure even when facing ghouls, which are illogical monsters. Instead, he recalled the figure he had noticed on the mountain road.

What is your purpose?

Hearing Gin's question, Rize Kamishiro chuckled and said, "I don't have any ulterior motives. I just want to have some fun, or rather, let off some steam?"

"Then what are you waiting for? With your strength, killing us would be a piece of cake."

Gin said coldly, as if he himself was not the one about to be killed.

"You're quite amusing, but the final dessert hasn't arrived yet. If you want to die, you'll have to wait a little longer."

Rize Kamishiro wasn't in a hurry at all. She had just sent a message to her best friend, Utaha Kasumigaoka, and was looking forward to seeing her expression after she saw the message.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, who had been placed in a room by the police, looked at the messages she had received on her phone, still somewhat shaken.

"Xiao Shiyu, I'm in the wine cellar of the hotel right now. The location is... Come quickly, I have a secret to tell you."

Kasumigaoka Utaha's fingers trembled slightly, because the sender was none other than Kamishiro Rize, who had just been confirmed dead.

"Whose prank is this...?"

She had personally witnessed the horrific state of the other person being smashed under the chandelier. Even if they hadn't died from those injuries, they definitely wouldn't have had time to text her.

'what do I do?'

Her mind was in turmoil. Ever since that night when she saw the horrific killer, she felt that her life was starting to go wrong, as if a sharp blade was hanging over her head.

After hesitating for a few minutes, Kasumigaoka Utaha got up, opened the door, and headed towards the location of the wine cellar mentioned in the text message.

Feeling somewhat disoriented by the series of events, Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't even think to tell the police first and have them go with her.

However, even if she brings the police with her, it won't affect Rize Kamishiro at all; she won't be afraid to kill just because the other party is a police officer.

It's fair to say that Rize Kamishiro is not far from going mad, or perhaps she was always a madwoman.

In this world that ghouls despair, given her personality, it's already quite restrained that she didn't go on a killing spree that very day.

When Kasumigaoka Utaha arrived at the wine cellar, she was stunned by the scene before her.

Rize Kamishiro was seen holding a burly man by the neck with one hand, lifting him up. Upon seeing her, he gave her the same gentle smile as before.

But now, that smile seemed incredibly eerie to her, sending chills down her spine.

"Benefit...benefit the world..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha felt her throat was dry and her breathing was becoming difficult.

She couldn't reconcile the person in front of her with her best friend.

Moreover, she recognized those scarlet eyes.

Isn't that the same pair of eyes that the murderer I dream about every night has?

Rize... is she one of those monsters too?

At this moment, even if she didn't believe it, she knew that the murderer from that day and Rize Kamishiro now were not ordinary humans.

"Little Shiyu, you're here."

Rize Kamishiro smiled and said to Utaha Kasumigaoka, completely ignoring the vodka in her hand that was starting to roll its eyes back.

"Look, isn't this scene perfect for your novel?"

Every word Rize Kamishiro uttered deeply affected Kasumigaoka Utaha's heart.

"A close friend who shares your interests suddenly dies in front of you, only to discover later that it was all a hoax, and your friend turned out to be a ruthless killer. Isn't that a compelling plot?"

"enough!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's voice was hoarse, and tears blurred her vision.

She was a very solitary person to begin with, and had no friends at all before she met Rize Kamishiro.

The days spent discussing novels with her partner were relaxing and happy times for her, especially during a low point in her life.

She nearly broke down when she saw the other person die.

However, it was all fake!

Her so-called "good friend" had been deceiving her all along, revealing his monster identity in front of her, and even preparing to kill her right in front of her...

"Why……"

Kasumigaoka Utaha doesn't understand why the other party did this, why they chose her, and why this scene had to happen.

Seeing Kasumigaoka Utaha's somewhat desperate yet still disbelieving expression, Rize Kamishiro felt quite satisfied.

"That betrayed expression, that desperate look in their eyes—that's the kind of pleasure I crave!"

"Huh? He died so quickly? What a waste."

Rize Kamishiro looked at the vodka in her hand, which had stopped struggling, and casually threw its body into the burning closet, where flames instantly engulfed it.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's eyes were filled with terror, and she was almost unsteady on her feet. This was the third time she had witnessed someone die in front of her.

The first time was with that monstrous killer, and that was also the bloodiest time.