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

Under the soft light, Ye Yusheng's eyes were like two deep pools of water.

He stared quietly at Kuroiwa Tatsuji who was knocked to the ground, with contempt and disdain in his eyes.

His voice was deep and powerful, yet tinged with cynicism. Each word was like a hammer hitting the air: "Now, there's only one left."

Asai Narumi's lips curled up slightly, and an elusive excitement and excitement flashed in the depths of his eyes, and then disappeared into the boundless night.

He lifted Kuroiwa Tatsuji effortlessly, as if he was carrying an insignificant item, and walked towards the piano room where Kawashima Hideo was imprisoned.

"How do you plan to find Ken Nishimoto?" Ye Yusheng asked, with a hint of curiosity in his voice.

"I haven't really thought about this yet," Asai Narimi frowned slightly. "After all, that guy is just an unemployed vagrant, so it's a bit difficult to find him."

Ye Yusheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, with a sly glint in his eyes: "In that case, let him come to us."

There was a hint of doubt in Asai Narimi's eyes, and he obviously didn't understand Ye Yusheng's thoughts and plans.

Ye Yusheng smiled and had no intention of explaining. He just took out Heiyan Chenci's phone and sent a text message.

Looking at Ye Yusheng's actions, Asai Chengmi's face showed a look of enlightenment. This was indeed a good idea. It could also avoid asking around and leaving some clues.

Ken Nishimoto was about to enjoy dinner when the vibration of his cell phone interrupted his peace.

"Really?" He grumbled softly, but still took out his phone.

The content of the text message made his pupils shrink instantly, and cold sweat oozed out of his forehead. He became a little panicked and began to pace back and forth in the room.

[Xiben, hurry to the community center, we might be exposed - Kuroiwa]

The thought of escaping arose in his mind, but when he thought that after escaping he would have to live a life of hiding and misery, he resolutely suppressed the thought.

He took a deep breath, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes, like a beast choosing its prey, determined to face the coming storm.

I'm coming right now - Nishimoto

Seeing the reply, Ye Yusheng smiled faintly and made an OK gesture to Asai Chengshi: "Now, we just have to wait."

Night fell and everything was silent, but Conan's eyes caught a glimpse of something unusual in this tranquility.

He stared blankly at the shadow moving through the night, a look of confusion and curiosity gradually emerging on his face, like a star that suddenly lit up in the night sky, inspiring deep thought.

"Kid, what are you still standing there for? Hurry up and follow me!" Mouri Kogoro's voice rang out in the night, with a hint of urging and confusion.

Looking at Conan who was immersed in his own world, he couldn't help but raise his voice, trying to wake him up from his thoughts.

"Oh." Conan responded, then retracted his inquiring gaze and followed Maori Kogoro's footsteps.

But the doubt and curiosity in my heart were like the night breeze, and it took a long time to subside.

That shadow in the night seemed to have become an unsolved mystery in his heart, waiting for the moment to be revealed.

Although the time was not long, in Asai Narimi's perception, it felt like traveling through several centuries, long and heavy.

His heartbeat was like a war drum, passionate and rapid, and every beat echoed the melody of revenge, shaking his chest and stirring his soul.

Suddenly, there was a rapid knock on the door, as if the hand of fate was playing an abrupt interlude.

Ye Yusheng and Asai Chengmi exchanged a meaningful look. They knew in their hearts that the final chapter was about to begin and the final goal had been quietly reached.

Asai Narumi slowly turned the doorknob, and the moment the door opened, it was as if the gears of fate had turned gently, foreshadowing an irreversible future.

As they expected, it was Ken Nishimoto standing outside the door, with a glint of surprise in his eyes.

"Where is that guy Kuroiwa?" Ken Nishimoto quickly adjusted his mood and tried to hide his inner turmoil. Years of drug trafficking career gave him extraordinary calmness.

"You're here to see Mr. Kuroiwa, right?" Asai Narimi said in a calm tone, yet with a subtle hint of amusement. "Please follow me."

However, as he walked deeper, the doubts in Nishimoto Ken's heart grew thicker and thicker like shadows in the dark night.

He was alert as a string in his heart, and his voice was trembling: "Hey, where are you taking me?"

"Of course I'll go find Mr. Kuroiwa!" Asai Narimi's answer seemed ordinary, but the strange smile at the corner of his mouth was like a cold star twinkling in the dark night.

There was an unspoken conspiracy hidden in that smile, which made Nishimoto Ken feel an inexplicable chill, like a cold wind in winter, penetrating his heart.

This, this is not the way to the piano room.

Ken Nishimoto's intuition told him that things were far more complicated than he had imagined.

The scene before him ran counter to the trajectory he had envisioned, and an ominous premonition settled over him like a dark cloud, foreshadowing an approaching storm even darker than the night itself.

Just as he wanted to retreat and escape from this strange atmosphere, the cold touch on the back of his head was like a basin of cold water, freezing him instantly.

That familiar coldness, like a memory deep in the years, is unforgettable. It is the cold touch of the pistol, silently announcing the approach of the threat.

Nishimoto Ken cursed in his heart.

when?

why?

He was unaware of the danger lurking behind him, like a prey caught in a hunter's trap, unable to break free.

"Who are you, exactly?" His voice was trembling, but it carried a harsh tone that could not be ignored. His question was filled with resentment and anger. "Where are those two guys, Kuroiwa Tatsuji and Kawashima Hideo, now?"

The gunman behind him seemed to be in a carefully designed game, and his tone revealed a bit of playfulness and enjoyment, like a cat teasing its prey that was about to be caught.

"Oh my~ You just realized it now? Unfortunately, everything is a foregone conclusion." These contemptuous words, like a sharp blade in the cold wind, ruthlessly tore through the silence of the night.

The moment those contemptuous words fell, Nishimoto Ken seemed to have lost his support and fell to the ground with a bang, losing the ability to resist.

However, what caught him off guard was not Ye Yusheng, but the seemingly calm guide - Asai Narumi.

All I can say is that the Courtyard of Emotions has indeed grown stronger, and even this medical staff member who has not undergone soul reconstruction is strong enough to knock this guy down with one blow.

Ken Nishimoto was lying on the ground, curled up, holding his aching abdomen and retching non-stop, as if all his internal organs were about to pour out.

Under Asai Narumi's precise and brutal attack, the damage he suffered was far beyond his imagination. Every inch of his skin and every nerve told of this cruel experience.

The corners of Ye Yusheng's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Only with a deep understanding of the human body structure could he deliver such a precise and painful but non-fatal blow.

This made him think of the video he had seen in his previous life. He was clearly stabbed dozens of times, but the medical examination showed that it was only a minor injury.

"Next is the final judgment." Ye Yusheng murmured to himself.

A glimmer of determination flashed in Asai Narimi's eyes, like the last flash of lightning in the cold night, illuminating the way forward.

He carried the last prisoner with him, and walked towards the piano room with firm steps, as if every step was in line with the rhythm of fate.

Perhaps because of their old age, at this moment, Kuroiwa Tatsuji and Kawashima Hideo fell asleep immediately, very quietly, like criminals awaiting judgment.

what?

Are they sinners themselves?

That’s okay! !

Throwing Nishimoto Ken beside them, Asai Narimi's emotions were mixed. Anger and excitement mingled like a turbulent sea, yet there was no hesitation.

Now he is no longer that innocent boy. In the process of witnessing the growth of the organization, he has already witnessed the dark side of the world and learned to face and bear it.

Slowly taking out a potion, Asai Narimi's eyes became firm and cold.

This potion is a special potion he carefully developed for revenge, which can greatly enhance the human body's perception ability.

Under the effect of this potion, even the smallest abrasion will make people feel the pain of being pierced by a sharp knife, and the slight heat in the air will make people feel as if their heart and lungs are burned by flames, as if they are in an endless hell.

At this moment, Asai Narumi is no longer just a medical worker. He transforms into a vengeful dead person, seeking justice for his family and those innocent souls.

Looking at the potion, Ye Yusheng finally understood why Asai Narumi, who clearly had the ability to seek revenge, chose to wait until now.

Then, a strange thought popped up in his mind - Yueshui Qigui hadn't texted him for so long, could he be preparing to do something big?

When he thought about how Asai Narumi had played such a big game, he couldn't imagine how far Yueshui Nanaki would go.

However, the transformation of the angels in white, from medical staff who save lives to cruel avengers, still made Ye Yusheng sigh.

Even in the original work, Asai Narumi chose revenge, but the means he used at this moment were unprecedentedly cruel, like a sharp knife in the cold wind, piercing people's hearts.

With such tricks, even the King of Hell would have to call him "Master".

He looked at Asai Narumi deeply and muttered to himself, maybe those guys in the organization have influenced him?

After all, although those guys were not consumed by extreme emotions, there was no doubt that they were not normal.

Of course, facing these villains who brutally killed Asai Narumi's entire family and pushed him into the abyss of revenge, Ye Yusheng had no extra words.

In his heart, there was only one contemptuous yet resolute word: "Drug dealers, it's good to die, it's a wonderful death, it's a croaking death!"

As for whether this behavior violates the law, that is none of Ye Yusheng’s business.

Besides, the law, as the cornerstone of social fairness and justice, certainly plays an irreplaceable role, but its essence is not perfect.

It is just a tool - a tool used by the upper class to maintain order and consolidate their rule.

Even if it strives to be fair, it often appears rigid and full of loopholes, unable to cover every corner or touch the depths of every soul.

Soon, the three drug dealers slowly opened their eyes after a painful awakening.

However, what greeted them was not the light of salvation, but endless darkness and torture. For them, the moment they woke up was the moment the gates of hell opened.

"You guys, are you awake?" Asai Narumi's voice was calm and indifferent, like the cold wind in winter, without a trace of emotion.

He skillfully packed up the injection equipment, his movements calm and composed, as if all this was just a daily routine.

However, the three drug dealers felt unprecedented pain and fear the moment they woke up.

They let out shrill screams, their voices filled with despair and helplessness, as if they were struggling souls in the abyss, unable to escape the shackles of fate.

Their bodies twisted in pain, every inch of their skin told of endless torture, their eyes were wide open, but they were unable to change the cruel reality before them.

In the darkness, Asai Narumi's figure appeared particularly cold. Every word and every action he made was like a sharp blade, piercing the depths of the hearts of the three drug dealers.

For them, this is not only physical pain, but also mental torture.

Let them re-examine their crimes and face the evil deeds they have committed in pain and despair.

However, for Asai Narumi, all this was just part of his revenge plan, a means for him to seek justice for his family and those innocent victims.

“Who are you guys?!?”

Although Kuroiwa Tatsuji's voice was distorted by pain, it still revealed a hint of unwillingness and anger.

He endured the excruciating pain that seemed to tear his body apart, and used all his strength to try to find a glimmer of hope from this endless torture, even if that hope was as slim as the morning star.

"I'm just a lonely ghost!" Asai Narimi's voice was as calm as a pool of stagnant water. There was no ripple on the surface, but endless undercurrents and sadness were hidden deep inside.

His eyes, like the coldest stars in the night sky, sparkled with revenge and determination.

"Are you really here for revenge?" Kuroiwa Tatsuji's voice trembled with a hint of fear and uneasiness.

"Revenge?" Asai Narimi's voice was filled with sarcasm and helplessness. "Perhaps, but this is more than just revenge."

"This is justice for the innocent, a call for justice, and a judgment for evil."

"You devil, I will not let you go even if I die!" Kuroiwa Tatsuji's voice was like the last roar of a wounded beast, full of unwillingness and anger.

There was a spark of despair in his eyes, trying to ignite the flame of revenge at the end of his life.

"Let us go?" There was sarcasm in Ye Yusheng's voice, and every word was like a sharp blade, piercing Heiyan Chenci's self-esteem.

He didn't give the other party any chance to breathe and kicked him hard. The force seemed like a judgment of justice, declaring that evil would eventually receive the punishment it deserved.

"Are scum like you worthy of this?" This sentence is not only a contempt for Kuroiwa Tatsuji, but also a ruthless criticism of all evil acts.