Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 887 Assassins in droves

Not long after the four left, another group of people entered the quiet hotel lobby. They walked in looking completely bewildered, and then looked at the room information at the front desk with the same blank expression.

"Someone beat us to it!?"

"It must be two other groups! The blood hasn't clotted yet; they must have left less than five minutes ago."

"Let's go, don't let them keep the reward all to themselves."

A group of six people also boarded the elevator, albeit in a scattered manner.

“Officer, I saw them enter the hotel with my own eyes.”

Kogoro Mouri's voice came from outside the hotel. Not fully awake, he didn't notice the security guard on the ground, tripped, and fell face-first to the ground, grimacing.

The policeman behind him rubbed his sore eyes. He had been woken up in the middle of the night and was still a little dizzy. He didn't realize that Kogoro Mouri hadn't lied until he saw the security guard on the ground.

Before they could wake the security guard, the two arrived at the lobby and saw the bloody holes in the foreheads of the two receptionists, their hearts sinking into despair.

Detective Kogoro Mouri keenly noticed the information on the computer screen: it was Natsukawa wearing a military green suit and a hat. His calm eyes seemed to have a unique charm, and even in a passport photo, he still exuded gentlemanly charm.

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"Oh no, could these people be after me, the great detective Kogoro Mouri?"

The famous detective was self-aware; he had solved so many cases, and the perpetrators included many wealthy and powerful individuals. He was certain that one of them was seeking revenge against him.

As for not taking action when we encountered each other on the road.

Do you need to ask?
It's certain that none of the assassins noticed his identity. He deliberately got drunk, making himself appear like a drunkard, so no one would associate a drunkard with the famous detective Kogoro Mouri.

Yes, that's right, that must be it.

"Officer, it's too late! Stop breathing! Only you can save my daughter and friend now."

The police officer, who was over fifty years old, was dragged to the elevator entrance before he could refuse.

Because I was being dragged along, I tripped over the gap in the elevator when we got to the elevator entrance and twisted my back.

“Mr. Mori, don’t rush. You just said there are four of them, and they are likely carrying handguns. I definitely can’t subdue them by myself. I think we should contact the Shikoku authorities first and wait for police support.”

The elderly policeman, supporting his back, indicated that he was too old to perform strenuous work.

Another thing is that when he was using the toilet at the village office, he picked up his pistol and put it on the sink because it was a bit too high on his back. When Kogoro Mouri came over and started yelling, he was dragged over before he had even finished pooping, and his holster was empty.

In conclusion, he was the only policeman in the entire village. He could handle mediating neighborhood disputes and petty theft, but dealing with armed criminals was another matter. He also wanted to live a few more years to hold his grandson.

The above is the old police officer's inner thoughts, but he can't say it directly. However, Kogoro Mouri is a famous detective after all, so he should be able to understand what he means.

Kogoro Mouri wouldn't understand, and even if he did, he wouldn't let him go. By the time reinforcements arrive, it will be dawn. Arriving now might have some deterrent effect, and then he can manipulate things to resolve the situation perfectly.

"The elevator seems to be broken."

The old policeman was drenched in sweat. Every minute he stayed in the elevator felt like he was one step closer to the end of his life.

"Hey, isn't it moving?"

After a while, the old policeman suddenly noticed the number '1' on the monitor. He and his companion had no idea how long they had been in the elevator, and the elevator showed no sign of going up.

Hey, that's good news!

The old policeman breathed a sigh of relief.

"How could this be!" Kogoro Mori pounded on the floor buttons, but the elevator still didn't respond.

The other one simply didn't move, remaining stationary on the floor where the room was located.

The detective turned pale. His daughter was still there. What if she couldn't find him and turned on his daughter instead?
"Let's go, we'll take the stairs."

"But that's the eighteenth floor! My old bones are so weak!"

Before he could finish speaking, Kogoro Mouri had already dragged him into the stairwell.

"Seriously, Kogoro Mouri is pushing himself too hard."

Frank, the mastermind behind the elevator malfunction, shook his head, expressing his admiration for the father's love.

"Kogoro Mouri just returned, bringing with him an old policeman who's over fifty. He'll probably be there in eight minutes."

"receive."

After disconnecting from communication, Xia Chuan focused his attention on the two groups of men in black at the entrance of the emergency staircase.

Eight minutes was enough for him, but he still needed to ask some questions, so it wasn't appropriate to take action here, as it would inevitably leave traces later.

Of the two groups, one group wore matching vests, revealing large tattoos and scars on their exposed skin.

The other group appeared more professional, wearing tactical jackets with bulletproof vests underneath, holding firearms in both hands, and carrying a three-piece grenade pack containing grenades, smoke grenades, and flashbangs on their waists.

However, the former group posed a greater threat than the latter. According to the information Frank obtained, the latter six were unknown, while the former was the Luther Squad, which was well-known in the underworld. The captain was named Luther Heather, who had been involved in the war-torn Middle East for many years and had carried out decapitation strikes on the battlefield many times in recent years. The squad had also achieved remarkable results and was considered a mercenary group that politicians liked very much.

The only thing the two groups had in common was the black ribbons wrapped around their arms, which proved that they were hired by the same person, the broker Ant.

"Why hasn't the other group arrived yet?"

Luther Heather glanced at the time impatiently. There were less than ten minutes left until the agreed time to take action, and the last group of people still hadn't shown up.

They originally planned to take care of the other two groups as soon as they arrived and keep the bounty for themselves, but one group arrived after them and the other hadn't even arrived yet, which really affected their plans. It seems they might have to wait until the mission is over before dealing with these trash killers.

"Mr. Luther, shall we stop waiting?"

The leader of the other group smiled obsequiously, inwardly cursing. If he had known Luther's team was coming, he would never have taken this mission. With them around, he would only get 100 million yen, which he could easily squander in a few days, not to mention splitting it with his six men.

Luther had intended to agree, but just as he was about to do so, he heard footsteps coming from the stairs behind him.

Looking in the direction of the sound, two people were seen descending the stairs from the nineteenth floor.

Two strange men and women dressed in black coats and top hats came down. They were of average appearance, but both had good figures; the man was tall and the woman had a curvaceous figure.

They confirmed the two men's identities from the ribbons on their arms.

"Are there only two of you?" the leader of the other team asked.

While asking questions, he also observed carefully. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that he had no recollection of the two oddly dressed mercenaries. They should be as unknown as he was. With so few men, he might be able to secretly follow them and double-cross them after dealing with Xia Chuan.

The employer's money was too little, and Luther's squad couldn't afford to offend them, so in order to recoup his losses, he had no choice but to double-cross them.

“Yes, it’s us.” Luther Heather frowned. The other person’s tone was cold, with a kind of aloofness that kept people at a distance. This kind of feeling usually came from experts, but he had no recollection of the two people’s clothes and appearance.

His walking posture was just ordinary, nothing special, and it didn't put any pressure on him, only making him feel strange.

Could it be that he remembered the organization that had exposed the Thorn Princess's characteristics some time ago? His broker friend had told him that the members of that organization liked to wear all black, and that each member with a code name was an elite assassin who would be a rare find in the underworld.

Could it be them?
It should not be.

Luther Heather dismissed his guess; the organization's assassins almost never took on missions from the underworld, and if they did, the pay was enormous.

The commission for this mission may seem substantial, but for top assassins, it's really just so-so.

"There are only two of you. You'll get 100 million regardless of whether the assassination succeeds or not. If you successfully bring back the body, you'll have to split 5 billion with us. Isn't that a bit excessive?"

Xia Chuan looked at the person who spoke, Lancelot Jacques, a member of Luther's squad. He was skilled in close combat and mid-range shooting. Frank had investigated them thoroughly, even knowing the exact date of their wives' periods.

Luther Heather remained silent, tacitly acquiescing to his subordinate's probing.

"These are the rules set by the employer. Even if I want to take less, there's nothing I can do." Xia Chuan spread his hands in helplessness, but the smile on his face was clearly sarcastic, as if to say, "I can get money without doing anything, what can you do about it?"

Stopping his men from making a move, Luther Heather coldly said, "In that case, you two should be careful. When the fight breaks out, swords and spears will not have eyes."

The threat couldn't be clearer.

But the truth is he didn't dare to take action.

Unlike the previous six-person team, these two people always made him feel uneasy.

Considering that the ant he was cooperating with was a top-notch broker, he temporarily regarded the two of them as powerful assassins.

We'll see how it goes in a bit. If it's just a show, then don't blame him for being impolite.
The three groups each had their own ulterior motives. Joel actually wanted to make a move from the beginning, but Xia Chuan stopped him, planning to wait until they got to his room before taking action, so as to avoid being discovered by Mr. Mori, since the other party had brought police officers, which would affect the interrogation.

Upon arriving at the room door, the four members of Luther's squad seized the few advantageous positions before the others could make a move. The remaining positions would fall into the line of fire inside the room once the door was opened.

After the four people took their positions, they looked at the others, their eyes clearly conveying the message: "We're all in position now. Next, one of you from each side will send someone to open the door."

Opening the door was the most dangerous task, and the leader of the other group obviously didn't want his men to do such a dangerous thing. In addition, he was a bit of a bully who preyed on the weak, so he set his sights on Xia Chuan and his companion, who had the fewest members.

"Go open the door."

He hadn't even considered that if Xia Chuan and the other person were really that simple, then Luther's team wouldn't have let them get involved at all; they probably would have already taken action to eliminate dissidents.

“Okay!” Xia Chuan agreed without even frowning.

Luther Heather had expected to be threatened again, but to his surprise, the other party agreed so easily, which made him think more highly of the two of them.

Using tools to silently pry open the door lock, Xia Chuan turned around to give a safety warning, and then he and Yole went into the room one after the other.

"Hey!"

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The other two groups looked at each other, neither of them expecting Xia Chuan to be so direct, and were momentarily stunned.

After waiting for a while and finding no movement, they gradually entered.

"You stay outside and keep watch."

As expected of a well-known assassin, Luther Heather's experience did not make him lower his guard because the mission seemed too easy. On the contrary, he left someone outside.

The room layout was quite ordinary. Everyone had seen the hotel room layout in advance, so there was no chance of getting lost. They quickly turned their attention to the two bedrooms on the left and right.

There was no one in the living room; at this time, the family of four should be asleep.

It's actually quite easy to guess which of the two rooms is which: Xia Chuan and Yoru are in one room, and the other room is for the two children.

"Xia Chuan should be in one room with his fiancée, and the other two children in another. Which room should we target first?"

According to the information obtained from the broker Ant, Xia Chuan has some fighting skills. His fiancée is a police officer, and there is a high chance that opening the door will wake them up. So the person who opens the door is essentially the vanguard, which is basically a suicide mission.

Luther's squad and another group looked at the two men in black robes with tacit understanding.

Upon closer inspection, a problem became apparent.

The two who were the first to enter have vanished without a trace.

"Where are they?"

Luther Heather cautiously surveyed his surroundings but found nothing.

"Impossible. We came in right after them, how could we have disappeared?"

Everyone shared the same doubts, but they also knew this was not normal, so they all raised their guns and looked around.

The living room was very spacious, and apart from the curtains behind the sofa and the sea view window where one could hide, there was no other space to hide.

The problem is, there's nobody in either of those places!

"Oh no, there's something wrong with these two."

Luther Heather's reaction wasn't slow, but it was definitely not fast.

This is all the fault of the intelligence broker, Ant.

Because of the tight timeframe and the recent heightened tensions in Japan, they contacted three groups of assassins without conducting much investigation, resulting in a significant gap in their intelligence network.

No, this isn't even that big; it's practically no intelligence gathering at all.
This resulted in Luther Heather receiving only limited and incomplete information, only noting that he had combat experience and that his fiancée was a police instructor.

These two notes are no problem for an armed assassin. At the very least, their fighting skills are very strong, and they don't believe that two ordinary people can be a match for an experienced assassin.

This information gap has led to the current consequences.

"Sorry, you are surrounded."

The door slammed shut.

A suffocating sense of heaviness rose from their hearts, and the air in the room seemed to thin out. Everyone had different expressions, but they all felt a deep sense of unease.

Looking back, the two men in black robes hadn't disappeared; they had somehow hidden behind the door, waiting for this moment to close it.

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(End of this chapter)