There is no system for the anime, so I have to work hard on my own.

In the deep night, Asai Narimi took a long breath. His voice seemed to come from the ancient abyss, filled with determination and sadness.

"Since the raging fire is the beginning of everything, then let it be the chapter that ends everything."

He had already made up his mind that those evildoers who had used fire as a weapon to destroy his family and happiness would eventually taste the same heat and destruction.

Ye Yusheng's eyes couldn't help but flicker after hearing these words, and the original plot in his memory slowly unfolded in his mind like a scroll.

Asai Narumi's father, a talented pianist born on Tsukikage Island, committed suicide by burning himself at home after finishing a concert at a local auditorium.

Asai Narumi always had doubts about this tragedy and returned to Tsukikage Island as a female doctor, intending to uncover the truth hidden in the darkness.

However, when his true identity was discovered by the then village chief Kameyama Yong, a misunderstanding pushed everything into an irreversible situation.

The village chief mistakenly thought that he came for revenge, and out of fear, he revealed the deep secret.

It was also at this time that Asai Narumi learned that his father was murdered by the village chief and his accomplices Kawashima Hideo, Kuroiwa Tatsuji, Nishimoto Ken and others.

They threatened Keiji Aso to help them smuggle drugs, but Aso Keiji naturally refused.

However, after rejecting this request, several people were afraid that Keiji Aso would expose their drug trafficking.

In order to silence him, all his family members were killed, except for Asai Narimi who was hospitalized due to illness.

However, this was not enough. They also set a fire and spread rumors that Keiji Aso went mad, killed his wife and daughter, and set himself on fire.

After knowing the truth, Asai Narumi sang the song "Moonlight" to bid farewell to his family, but the hatred in his heart was like a seed, quietly sprouting in the darkness.

However, even though he had murderous intentions, there was still a glimmer of light deep in his heart, and he hoped that someone could stop him from falling into the abyss.

With this contradictory idea in mind, he wrote a murder notice letter in the name of his dead father and sent it to Kogoro Mori.

However, Kogoro Mori did not realize the true meaning of the letter he sent, and failed to stop Narumi Asai from killing people, causing him to go further and further on the road of revenge.

Except for Kameyama, who died of a heart attack after telling the truth, Kawashima, Kuroiwa and Nishimoto were killed by him one after another.

As Conan Edogawa investigates and reasons about the case in depth, the truth gradually comes to light, and Asai Narumi is proven to be the real murderer.

Amidst the flames, he rejected Conan's pleas, leaving behind the unforgettable words: "It's too late, for I am now like those four men...with blood on my hands."

After throwing Conan out of the burning house, he sat at the piano and expressed his final gratitude to the young detective with the sound of the piano, and then turned into eternal tranquility along with the flames.

However, in Ye Yusheng's opinion, the death of those drug dealers was the retribution they deserved.

It's not worth it for Asai Narumi to sacrifice his life for it.

The hands of those guys are stained not only with blood, but also with the grief and despair of countless innocent people and the broken apart families.

Their death is not only a cleansing for the society, but also a belated comfort to the victims and their families.

Ye Yusheng stared at the determination and resoluteness in Asai Chengmi's eyes, and couldn't help but sigh and said.

"Although the organization has the ability to help you with your revenge, it seems from your behavior that you don't intend to rely on the organization's help and would rather do it yourself."

Then, his tone changed, and his voice was full of convincing confidence and determination.

"In that case, then go for it. Even if you poke a hole in the sky, our organization will help you carry it."

Ye Yusheng's words were like a bright light, illuminating Asai Chengmi's path in the darkness: "When you want to take action, remember to contact me, and I will send someone to pick you up."

"I understand." Asai Narimi's voice was low and firm. He nodded slightly to Ye Yusheng, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

At this moment, Asai Narumi seemed to feel an unprecedented power, a kind of courage and determination that came from deep in his heart.

......

The next day, Ye Yusheng slowly opened his eyes in the base. Although only one night had passed, he felt as if a much longer time had passed.

But come to think of it, in one night, he first went to "invite" Director Ochiai, then went to find Koizumi Akako, and then went to invite Asai Narumi.

This series of experiences was indeed like going through a long and complicated life experience, which made him feel mentally exhausted.

Fortunately, he has learned magic now, so it doesn't take him long to clean anything. One cleaning spell is enough.

Then he sat down in the lounge area and turned on the TV.

This TV, which he had specially upgraded and modified, was currently broadcasting the news.

It was the news about the rich second generation who was killed by Dispel. I can only say that Japan is worthy of its name, and it actually broadcast the bloody scene.

If this kind of picture were to be shown in mainland China, it would definitely be blurred to the point where it would be impossible to see clearly.

At the same time, Ye Yusheng felt a little emotional. He never expected that Disper, who had lost his memory, did not kill the other party directly, but instead tortured him to death.

Looking at the splattered blood, the broken flesh on the ground, and the terrified and desperate expression of the deceased, Ye Yusheng found it hard to imagine what kind of pain, despair and wailing the other person had endured at that time.

Of course, for this rich second generation who uses his power to kill others and gets away with it, Ye Yusheng can only say, Disper, you did a really good job.

Compared to the admiration for Ye Yusheng in my heart, the scene in the video was a mess.

When the police arrived at the scene, faced with the horrific scene, even the experienced old police officers could not help but feel nauseous and shocked.

The horror of the scene was not only the splattered blood and the broken flesh on the ground, but also the identity of the victim, which caused a huge shock in the circle of power and influence.

They had seen people seeking revenge before, but this was the first time they had seen someone so brutal.

Maybe they were guilty, or maybe they were feeling sorry for their own kind, but in any case, they put crazy pressure on the police.

......

Police station.

Inspector Megure, who had been working overtime for several days, had bloodshot eyes. He sat at a desk piled with documents, and the video footage of the murder scene was playing on the screen in front of him.

Although he had seen countless crime scenes, the tragedy this time still made him feel uncomfortable.

Inspector Megure rubbed his temples, trying to dispel the gloom in his heart and the fatigue from working overtime for a long time.

"Inspector Megure, we have checked all the clues, but there are no useful fingerprints, DNA or other physical evidence left at the scene."

A young criminal police officer walked into the office, his tone full of fatigue and helplessness.

Inspector Megure sighed. He knew what this meant. Without evidence, it was impossible to identify the murderer, let alone bring the criminal to justice.

Moreover, the special identity of the deceased, coupled with the pressure from his superiors, made him feel as if he was carrying a mountain on his back, and he was a little breathless.

"Inspector Megure, should we consider that this case may involve some kind of supernatural power?" The young detective cautiously put forward his guess.

Hearing the other party's guess, Inspector Megure was stunned. The mysterious basement that he and Officer Sato saw and the fugitive who suddenly disappeared appeared in his mind.

This is also the reason why he did not reprimand the other party at the first time. However, even if this case is really related to supernatural powers, those people will definitely not accept it.

Instead, he would think they were making excuses for their own incompetence. He first gave a wry smile, then straightened his posture and sternly rebuked them, "As police officers, the most taboo thing we have to do is make assumptions and jump to conclusions!"

"We must act based on facts and evidence. Otherwise, how are we different from those rumor mongers who make random assertions?"

There was unquestionable firmness in Inspector Megure's words. He knew very well that in this position, every word and every decision could affect the progress of the case.

It may even affect the reputation of the entire police force, so no matter how many doubts he has in his heart, he must remain calm and rational.

"But, Inspector Megure," the young detective seemed to want to say something, but after seeing Inspector Megure's determined eyes, he swallowed his words back.

"Alright, let's continue analyzing the on-site video footage and look for any details that may have been overlooked. At the same time, I'll contact the forensic doctor to see if we can find any clues on the body that we haven't noticed before."

Having said that, Inspector Megure has already lost hope in his heart. The final result of this case is that it will become an unsolved case.

However, he had a vague feeling that if he found the fugitive who escaped during escort and mysteriously disappeared in the basement, the truth of the case would be revealed.

......

Inside a financial exchange.

Amidst the clamor, Mr. Yamamoto stood alone in the center of the hall, closing his eyes and resting, as if he was in the tranquility beyond the storm.

His self-confidence is as solid as a rock, and he firmly believes that failure is not his destiny.

Not before, not now, not ever.

Unlike him who was confident, other investors at this moment felt like the sky was covered by dark clouds, full of anxiety and uneasiness.

Their eyes were fixed on the electronic screens around them, on which cold numbers flashed. Every beat seemed like the drumbeat of fate, hitting their hearts hard, stirring up panic and anxiety.

The rolling stock codes and prices weave a picture without the smoke of gunpowder, silently telling the cruelty and ruthlessness of the financial market.

At this moment, market fluctuations seem to have become a mirror, reflecting the deep-seated fears and struggles of investors.

Mr. Yamamoto's confidence is like a ray of light, which appears particularly dazzling in this haze.

However, just as he was immersed in his own world and faced the challenges of the market with confidence, a group of people around him looked at him with different eyes.

They were a group of analysts working for the chaebol.

Their eyes were full of mockery and sarcasm, as if saying, "Laugh, laugh! The brighter your smile is now, the more bitter your tears will be later."

In their view, this confidence is just the calm before the storm, and what awaits him will be an even more severe blow.

Because the big guys behind them have already gone, those terrifying behemoths that have been entrenched above the empire and have tentacles all over the world have quietly gone down, preparing to launch an unprecedented contest.

These behemoths possess the powerful force to change the direction of the market, and every move they make will cause an earthquake in the market.

And now, they have finally opened their bloody mouths to devour everything, ready to swallow all opponents who dare to challenge them, even those former allies.

Faced with such a challenge, Mr. Yamamoto's self-confidence seems to have become even more fragile.

However, he seemed unaware, or rather, he was too proud to realize that he only saw himself turning the tide in the financial market, creating one brilliant achievement after another.

This made him believe that he could still profit from the storm in the financial market.

He forgot his friend's advice. Even though the other party used his own tragic experience as an example, deep down in his heart, he believed that it was due to the other party's lack of ability.

Because the reason why the strong become strong is that they can stand firm even when facing difficulties.

At this moment, his self-confidence, no, it should be said that his arrogance had turned into arrogance, blinding his eyes and making him subconsciously ignore the horror of those giant beasts.

The following scenes also vividly demonstrate the horror of those giant beasts.

On the electronic screen, stock codes and prices fluctuated wildly as if manipulated by an invisible hand.

Every second, countless stocks are bought and sold. The unusual trading volume hits the entire market like a tsunami.

The frightened eyes of investors and the furrowed brows of traders silently tell of the panic in the market.

Mr. Yamamoto's arrogance and self-confidence were easily crushed in the face of this unprecedented storm.

All his investment turned into nothing at this moment.

If he had been more cautious and not invested all his money, he would still have had a chance to make a comeback.

However, arrogant and believing that he could not fail, he bet everything on this gamble in order to gain the greatest benefit, leaving no room for maneuver.

Although this all-or-nothing strategy may bring huge benefits in good times, it will become a fatal blow that pushes him into the abyss in bad times.

At this moment, the confidence and arrogance on his face completely disappeared, leaving only fear and disbelief, as well as deep worry about the future.

And those analysts and manipulators, whom he regarded as hounds, were now looking at him with flickering eyes, as if to say, look, this is the result of overestimating one's own abilities.

What’s the use of having abilities, talents, and great investments? Won’t those who don’t know how to restrain themselves still fall in front of real giants?

What's the use of pride?

useless.

Suddenly, he felt a pain in his heart, as if it was a direct response of the body to the psychological pressure.

Mr. Yamamoto's face turned very pale. He tried to breathe, but every breath was like dancing on sharp knives, painful and difficult.

His head began to feel dizzy and his consciousness gradually blurred. All the sounds around him seemed to fade away, leaving only the heavy echo of his heartbeat.

Even the heartbeat seemed to be gradually becoming weaker until it could no longer be heard.

It's really embarrassing. If I give myself another chance, I will never be so arrogant.