Detective Conan: Is Miss Haibara planning to assault a police officer again today?

Dongye Ning waved his hand and pointed directly at the old man, "Search him first, and do a gunpowder reaction test on him."

Kenzo Masuyama snorted coldly, "Go ahead and investigate. By the way, I threw away my silk scarf after using it a long time ago, so don't try to use that against me."

The investigation naturally yielded no results.

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But the questioning yielded results.

Of the group of people with purple scarves, one was standing under the chandelier, another was eating rice from a plate and found the broken chandelier chain in the food, and another had multiple eyewitness accounts proving he did not commit the crime. The remaining two were photographed by a reporter who sneaked in and was seen hugging each other.

With such a simple elimination process, the only remaining suspect was Kenzo Masuyama.

The poor old man really didn't expect his luck to be so bad today.

No, how come such a large group of suspects can all be easily cleared of suspicion?

How exactly did that dark scene isolate him?

Kenzo Masuyama shrugged and started to talk tough.

"If that's how you put it, then there's nothing I can do. If you want to convict me, then produce the evidence."

There is currently no conclusive evidence.

But arresting them and taking them back for investigation is more than enough.

Higashino Ning grabbed Masuyama Kenzo by the collar and shoved him in front of a randomly selected detective. "Handcuff him and take him back to the police station as a major suspect!"

Why didn't he go by himself?

Sorry, I can't go any further.

Gin might come and silence him; he wasn't entirely confident.

I'm scared.

[Congratulations, host, on successfully solving a major case: the assassination of a congressman. You have received 10 reward points and one chance to draw a random reward. Would you like to draw it now?]

[Congratulations, host! You have successfully thwarted the Black Organization's assassination attempt and arrested key personnel, thus winning a promotion opportunity!]

Higashino Ning was overjoyed!

What the hell!

Inspector, I'm fucking here!

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Kenzo Masuyama was escorted to the police car, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

Although he hasn't been convicted yet, he's likely to face serious consequences in prison, and the organization might even need to mobilize manpower for his rescue.

At that point, I'll definitely lose my social status, and it's still uncertain what kind of treatment I'll receive after returning to the organization.

However, a significant drop in prestige and a decline in status are inevitable.

The police officers in charge of escorting him ensured that Masuyama Kenzo's handcuffs were intact and effective, that he was sitting upright with his back to the ground, and that he was looking forward as he spoke.

"I didn't expect Officer Nagasawa to be driving today. What brings you on this mission with our First Investigation Division?"

Yuki Nagasawa, in the driver's seat, glanced at the rearview mirror. Her eyes were narrow and long, and a dangerous smile played on her lips, but her tone and voice remained sweet.

"I applied because I didn't have much to do today and was a bit bored~"

Chapter 122 The Death of Pisco

Because he couldn't see Nagasawa Yuki's expression, the young detective felt a little distracted.

There's no way around it, Yuki Nagasawa is really beautiful and has a great figure.

"Strange, why have I rarely noticed Officer Nagasawa before..."

The young detective muttered to himself, then shook his head to pull his attention away, lest he mess things up due to distraction.

He had witnessed Higashino Ning's performance throughout the day, and could only say that one should really look at someone with new eyes after just three days apart.

The current Dongye Ning is so imposing, he's a completely different person compared to the lowly patrolman he used to be. He even hesitates to look the other man in the eye.

"As expected, people who have reached their current status must have some skill."

The young detective sighed and accepted reality, acknowledging that there are indeed significant differences between people.

The police car quickly drove onto the main road.

Once you return to the Metropolitan Police Department and temporarily detain the person, the mission can be declared over.

After boarding the train, Kenzo Masuyama kept his eyes closed, his expression revealing neither joy nor sorrow, and his thoughts as unfathomable as an abyss.

As I was driving, the car suddenly swerved from side to side.

Before the young detective could regain her footing, Nagasawa Yuki asked with a puzzled look, "Did you smell anything strange?"

"And...and..."

The car began to slow down, and its direction inevitably veered towards the side of the road.

"And...I feel...so sleepy..."

After saying that, Nagasawa Yuki slumped onto the steering wheel and lost consciousness.

The junior detective in the back realized that his drowsiness earlier wasn't because he was sleepy, but because someone had tampered with the car!

He looked sharply to his side, but his consciousness shattered in an instant.

The car slowly came to a stop, and the windows rolled down quickly.

On a snowy night, the stars were nowhere to be seen, and there wasn't a single pedestrian in sight under the scattered streetlights. There were also very few passing vehicles.

After waiting a short while, Nagasawa Yuki, in the driver's seat, slowly sat up straight, tidied her hair, and even stretched.

She crossed her arms over her chest, looked in the rearview mirror, and said jokingly, "There's no need to keep pretending, you're being a little too cautious."

Kenzo Masuyama slowly opened his eyes. "Although the amount was small, I still inhaled a little ether."

He shook the handcuffs on his hands. "Unlock them for me. I can't keep my social status anymore. Just go."

As he spoke, he began searching for the handcuff keys himself, praising, "Your predictive ability is still so strong. By the way, when did you prepare your police identity?"

Yuki Nagasawa, however, took out a women's cigarette with great interest and lit it.

"Whoo~"

She smacked her lips and shook her head. "Pisco, you're being a bit too optimistic."

The words fell.

Kenzo Masuyama's body froze instantly.

A moment later, he turned his head in disbelief. "What do you mean?"

"You already have the answer in your heart, don't you?" Nagasawa Yuki casually flicked off the ash from her cigarette, then took out the pistol she had taken from the other party earlier and examined it carefully.

Kenzo Masuyama never imagined that he would end up being eliminated by the organization!

He only made a small mistake while carrying out the mission!

The failure of the operation should not warrant his death!

absolute!

Masuyama Kenzo thought for a moment, then asked in a dangerous tone, "What, are you planning to settle a personal score?"

He appeared to be talking to Yuki Nagasawa, but his hands were still searching for the key.

"I was just following orders back then, so you can't blame me for anything!"

"You need to understand how you got your current position. If it weren't for what happened back then, you would be old and frail like me now, and you might have been abandoned by that person long ago."

"As one of the elders, aren't you afraid of being held accountable if you kill me now?"

Upon hearing Masuyama Kenzo's words, Nagasawa Yuki paused for a moment while smoking.

The cigarette butt she held between her red lips deformed slightly, then instantly returned to normal.

“Pisco, you think too narrowly of me.”

Yuki Nagasawa unbuckled her seatbelt and threw her cigarette butt into the roadside ditch. Then she took out her phone and waved it at Kenzo Masuyama, her tone both regretful and mocking, "I was originally planning to come and take you away."

"But... Gin just told me that one of them has personally given the order to eliminate you. What am I supposed to do?"

She snorted and pointed the gun at Kenzo Masuyama's forehead. "I'm just following orders now, so don't blame me."

Kenzo Masuyama could no longer maintain his composure, and his fear was fully revealed.

He wanted to find the handcuff key as soon as possible, but the more anxious he became, the more confused he got, and he couldn't find it no matter what he did.

Driven by a will to survive, he pleaded, "Vermouth, you can't do this! Give me another chance, I'll explain things to that person properly!"

"Come on," Nagasawa Yuki said, releasing the safety from her gun and wiping her fingerprints clean with a silk scarf. "The way you fired the gun has already been filmed, and it might be published in the newspaper tomorrow."

"Instead of going through the trouble of hiding your whereabouts later, it's better to just end things with you now."

She leaned closer and handed the pistol to Kenzo Masuyama.

At this point, Kenzo Masuyama's mind was completely overwhelmed, and he had no ability to control his body.

Yuki Nagasawa slowly and methodically helped the other person hold the gun, aim, and then fire.

The bullet entered his chin, causing excruciating pain.

"It really does smell strongly of blood."

Yuki Nagasawa returned to the driver's seat, rolled up the window, and slumped back onto the steering wheel, pretending to be unconscious.

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Oh, right, I should also tell Gin.

She closed her eyes and used her phone to send an email.

Pisco is dead, but it's been staged as suicide. —Vermouth

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