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Two minutes later, Qi Ming walked out of the room.

In the dilapidated room, only the corpse of a man wearing a yin-yang mask remained.

If you take off the mask, you can probably see Teiji Moriya's bewildered expression.

Is this person crazy?

These were Teiji Moriya's last thoughts before he died.

He was just about to ask Qi Ming about the so-called Desperate Remnant Party when he saw the other party point a gun at his forehead and shoot.

"Hmph, trying to deceive me and disrupt my Dao heart? No way."

This was the last thing Teiji Moriya heard.

Now that the culprit has been dealt with, Qi Ming still can't shake off his bad mood.

After this update, he was actually targeted by a group of people.

Moreover, the possibility that he might be a bunch of mentally ill people made Qi Ming feel even more troubled.

It's like you're happily eating hot pot and singing, and suddenly someone flips the hot pot over.

If the opponent were a strongman weighing over 200 pounds, it would be better; at least the fight would have some competitive element.

But now?

The ones who are trying to overturn your plans are a bunch of brainless spies; they're just disgusting and have no other purpose than to make you feel bad.

Qi Ming felt he should do something now.

We must let those people know that we are not to be trifled with.

For example, he could just grab a knife, go out into the street the next day and pretend to be a cyber-psychopath, then film himself and hack the video into a TV station to be played on a big screen in a commercial street...

Wait a minute, if I do this, it seems like there's no difference between me turning myself in and doing this?

Qi Ming's lips twitched.

Damn, it seems like my current identity isn't working very well.

It seems contradictory to want both a high-class and prestigious identity and the right to commit murder openly.

In the past, he would cause trouble whenever he wanted, without revealing his identity; the Night Walker caused trouble wherever he went.

After frowning for a moment, Qi Ming's eyes suddenly lit up.

He has an idea.

If anyone foolishly sets their sights on him in the future, I'll just secretly take care of them.

If there's only one person, then kill them.

If it's a group of people, leave one behind to go back and inform his comrades, telling them not to touch the child.

As for the person who sneaked out and later called the police saying he was a bad person?

That makes sense, but how can the police listen to bad people?

Not to mention that he is now a living Buddha, so how could anyone believe that he is a bad person?

And if someone actually believes it... just get rid of them.

After the Moriya Teiji arc, Qi Ming had pretty much figured out what this chaotic event was all about.

It's probably just a bunch of crazy people with their brains messed up and trying to do their own thing.

Damn bad luck.

He probably spent all his money on the monsters, even though he didn't spend any money.

……

In a room inside the mansion.

The unconscious people gradually woke up.

What came into their view were the corpses of two ferocious tiger mercenaries lying dead on the ground.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees!"

Everyone hurriedly retreated, with only Kogoro Mouri remaining calm.

"Everyone, calm down and don't panic."

Kogoro Mouri stood up and shouted to everyone, then cautiously approached the dead mercenary on the ground to check his breathing.

To be honest, there's no need to speculate. If they're still alive after all this speculation, then something's definitely amiss.

Moreover, judging from their appearance, their fierce looks and the two real guns at their waists, they were definitely not ordinary people.

"What happened? What exactly happened after we were knocked unconscious?"

Jingle Bell--

A sound rang out; it was from the cell phone next to one of the mercenaries.

Kogoro Mouri carefully took out his phone and answered the call, but he didn't speak first.

However, the person on the other end of the phone couldn't wait to ask:

"What exactly are you guys trying to do! How is Qi Ming now?"

Kogoro Mouri frowned in thought. Why did that voice sound so familiar?

"Hey, can you hear me? Please remain calm and stop firing!"

There was no reply, and the person on the other end of the phone continued to shout anxiously.

As the voice came out again, Kogoro Mouri finally remembered.

Isn't this my old friend Wataru Takagi, Officer Takagi?

Wataru Takagi is a trusted lieutenant of Inspector Megure.

Takagi does everything, whether it's something to do or not; he's the number one helpful and kind-hearted person among the police.

Unlike other police officers who treated the four children, including Conan, as brats who were hindering their investigation, Takagi was incredibly easygoing; he was willing to listen to anything you said.

Kogoro Mouri immediately replied, "Officer Takagi, this is Kogoro Mouri. What happened?"

"Mr. Mori? You're not in the house either, are you?"

Takagi Wataru was taken aback when he heard Mouri Kogoro's voice.

Wait, that's not right.

I was talking to a prisoner on the phone!

The simple-minded Takagi Wataru blurted out at this point:

"Mr. Mori, did you orchestrate this horrific incident?"

"..."

There was a moment of silence, then Kogoro Mouri yelled into the phone:

"Takagi, if you're not thinking straight, just donate him to someone else. What are you talking about, a famous detective planning a terrorist incident?!"

"Ahahaha, sorry sorry."

On the other side, Takagi Wataru awkwardly held the phone away from his ear, then explained:

"Here's what happened. We received a phone call from a group of terrorists who threatened us and Nichiri TV, saying they'd taken a group of hostages at the Teiji Moritani residence, and also..."

"Wait a minute," Kogoro Mouri interrupted Wataru Takagi.

"Japan TV? What are they threatening TV stations for?"

"We don't know the specific reasons either, but just now during the live broadcast, we heard Mr. Qi Ming talking to one of the prisoners, and it sounded like a shooting had occurred."

Takagi Wataru paused, then asked in confusion:

"By the way, Mr. Mori, why are you holding their phone in your hand right now?"

Why would you have their phone?

Kogoro Mouri glanced at the corpses on the ground and said slowly, "They're dead."

"...Did you do this, Mr. Mori?"

"...Takagi, I really want to report you to Inspector Megure right now."

"Ah ha ha."

But just then, a soft footstep sound came from outside the door.

Kogoro Mouri instantly became alert, turned his phone volume down to the lowest setting, and gestured for everyone to be quiet from the side of the door.

As the footsteps grew closer, a figure slowly stepped into the room.

"Children, I'm back..."

"Drink!"

Before the newcomer could finish speaking, Kogoro Mouri's eyes sharpened, and he lunged at the man, grabbing his arm as if to deliver an over-the-shoulder throw.

However, the opponent's base was incredibly stable, and Kogoro Mori couldn't budge it.

"...I was wondering if their sleeping bombs would actually make people stupid?"

Seeing Kogoro Mouri's actions, Qi Ming scratched his head blankly with his free hand, then pulled out his arm.

While still exerting his strength, Kogoro Mouri suddenly slipped and fell heavily to the ground.

"Cuck!"

"Dad/Honey, are you alright?"

"No, it's okay."