Being in Detective Conan, being officially part of the organization is just too awesome!

"whee,"

Sherry smiled without any remorse.

"We're like brothers, who's going to kill whom?"

"That's no excuse for stealing my kill!"

Lin Jiayou said angrily.

He had used all his internal energy to deliver the punch, but this guy still managed to steal his head.

This feeling is like working hard every day, only to find out at the end that it was the neighbor's...

"Oh, don't worry about such details,"

Sherry waved her hand dismissively as before.

She pointed to the street outside the window, where the faint sound of police sirens could already be heard, and smiled.

"We can stay in this world for who knows how much longer. Aren't those guys outside enough for you to kill?"

"Humph!"

Lin Jiayou snorted in dissatisfaction.

"How the hell can these be the same?!"

"Those guys outside aren't even as good as Inspector Megure, but inside is a world-renowned detective!"

Lin Jiayou was still resentful.

If this were a game world where you fight monsters and level up, the experience Sherry gained from that one shot would be more than she would have gained from killing countless Inspector Megures!

hateful.......

While Lin Jiayou was still arguing with someone, the sound of police sirens outside the door was already very close.

"FBI, open door!"

Two police officers were shouting angrily outside.

Lin Jiayou didn't even look, and fired a shot.

Shirley was not to be outdone.

boom--

boom--

Two shots rang out, and two policemen fell to the ground.

Shiho Miyano looked at the fallen policeman, jogged up, and in a few steps reached the body, pulling out two handguns.

She quickly removed the magazine and tossed one to Lin.

Lin Jiayou casually took it and put it in his pocket.

“I remember you seem to be half British,”

Lin Jiayou smacked his lips, becoming increasingly satisfied with Shirley's actions.

"They are your beloved relatives and friends, your brothers and sisters, who share the same blood as you."

"You could actually do that?"

"Tch, forget it."

Sherry wasn't fooled by Lin Jiayou's words; she curled her lip in disdain.

"Don't tell me I've never been back to England."

"Besides, it's just a bunch of code."

"That character Lucas in the fighting game console is also British in the story, and I've killed quite a few of him at your hands."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk,"

Lin Jiayou gave a wicked smile.

"Ruthless!"

"Each each other."

Shirley checked the police officer to see if he had any other equipment, and after confirming that he didn't want anything, she told Lin Jiayou to get in the car and leave quickly.

However, this time she sat directly in the driver's seat...

"You want to drive?"

Lin Jiayou raised an eyebrow.

Sherry glanced at Lin Jiayou with disdain.

"Your driving skills are terrible."

"It's fine to let you drive around normally, but I can't let you mess around like that now."

"Humph!"

Lin Jiayou snorted coldly.

"I'd like to see what you're capable of."

“I won’t let you down!”

After preparing for a while, Shirley suddenly slammed on the gas pedal...

For a period of time afterward, Lin Jiayou and Miyano Shiho transformed into unparalleled dual pistols, wreaking havoc in foggy London at the end of the 19th century.

The two men spent a single day specifically targeting and killing celebrities.

They killed off all the British versions of Yukiko Kudo, Eri Kisaki, Yoko Okino, and Kogoro Mouri...

Because their behavior was so egregious, London police, based on Inspector Megure's sketch, launched a citywide manhunt for Lin Jiayou and Miyano Shiho.

At this moment, the two of them...

They had already been disguised by Lin Jiayou and arrived at a poker club in central London to begin a fierce battle.

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The two were playing poker intensely with several other people in the poker club.

"Damn it, how did I lose again?!"

A burly, energetic middle-aged Englishman with a mustache slammed his fist on the table in anger.

His eyes were fixed on Lin Jiayou's disguised British face, and he was breathing heavily through his nose in anger.

"You little brat, are you cheating?!"

"What are you saying, Mr. Meng Lang?"

Lin Jiayou smiled dismissively.

"Does it mean you're allowed to win, but we're not?"

"When you won nearly ten games in a row, no one questioned whether you were cheating."

"That's right,"

Shiho Miyano, with her distinctly British features, casually echoed,

"Mr. Meng Lang, could it be that as a confidant of a certain gentleman, you can't even afford to lose a single hand of cards?"

"Humph!"

Colonel Meng Lang didn't speak, he just snorted coldly.

He was 100% certain that the guy on the other side was cheating, because even when he cheated, he still couldn't beat him!

At first, when he lost a round, Meng Lang thought he had misread the number of candies the monkey had picked up, and he didn't take it seriously.

As a result, I lost all three games in a row!

Unless the monkey he had trained for so long betrayed him, that guy could never be an honest person!

But there's no evidence!

The other person's hand was too fast; I didn't see anything clearly...

Meng Lang could only continue to cheat honestly and see if he could win back his losses from the other players.

After a while, a soft knock came from inside the card room.

In an instant, everyone, including Colonel Meng Lang, fell silent.

An elderly man, sprightly and well-dressed, with a strong scent of cologne, walked in with elegant steps.

Good evening, everyone.

The old man walked over and sat down at the head of Colonel Meng Lang's table, quite naturally, as if he was meant to sit there.

Colonel Meng Lang quickly stood up and bowed to him.

Good evening, Professor.

Others followed suit, bowing and greeting him.

Only Lin Jiayou and the other person did not make any move.

No need for such formalities.

Professor Moriarty pressed his hand down, gesturing for everyone to sit down.

He glanced at Lin Jiayou and Shiho Miyano sitting next to him, and chuckled.

"Looks like we'll have guests tonight."

"Professor, who are these two...?"

Colonel Monlang was about to explain when Professor Moriarty gave him a nonchalant look.

Moriarty stroked his prominent chin, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

"You two must be the Black Wind Duo who have recently become famous in London."