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"Quick! The elderly, women, and children should take the elevator down, everyone else should use the escape stairs to evacuate. Be fast!"

After the explosion occurred in the entire building, Inspector Megure quickly organized everyone to evacuate in an orderly manner.

Upon hearing the instructions, everyone quickly sprang into action; no one wanted to die in such an unexplained accident.

"Alright, Ai, you guys go in first."

"Conan, you too! Come on in."

With Akemi and Ran's encouragement, Ai Haibara and Conan reluctantly entered the elevator. However, as Conan followed Ai in, the elevator suddenly made a loud, heavy noise.

"You're overweight..."

"Conan!"

Hearing his friends shouting, Conan simply walked out of the elevator and waved his hand, "It's okay, I'll just take the next elevator down."

Under the watchful eyes of the remaining people, the elevator doors slowly closed, and Xiaolan, Mingmei, and the others quietly waited for the next elevator to arrive.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Asakawa Yu was standing quietly on the roof of a building not far away, leaning against the wall.

His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was waiting for his prey to enter his 'hunting range'.

"Alright, Gin, I hope you won't be disappointed by the gift I prepared for you..."

Asakawa Yu murmured to himself, the quiet night carrying the howling cold wind, causing the hem of his clothes to flutter slightly.

………………

woohoo~~~

The propellers whirred and rattled as Gin and the others finally arrived directly atop the Twin Towers skyscraper.

"Now, the hunt begins!"

Under Gin's command, a large group of men dressed in black began to slide down the ropes that had been thrown down and landed safely on the rooftop.

Since learning from that phone call that Sherry would be coming to this building, Gin has been eagerly anticipating this day, hoping to send that traitor Sherry to her death.

Tonight, this stage is like a meticulously prepared guillotine, and its only purpose is to send Sulli off to reunite with her beloved sister.

Killing intent filled Gin's mind. He narrowed his cold eyes, slowly turned his head, and stared indifferently at the chaotic street below...

Ring ring ring!

Just as Gin was pondering how to give Sherry the perfect ending, Vodka's phone rang at that inopportune moment.

"Gulu!"

Vodka swallowed nervously, then, at Gin's prompting, pulled his phone out of his pocket with one hand.

"Hello! This is Vodka."

"It's terrible, Mr. Vodka! We've been attacked in the building!"

As soon as the call connected, Vodka heard a panicked cry for help from the other end, followed by a burst of gunfire.

"Huh? What's going on?!" Vodka exclaimed in surprise, and quickly asked.

"We were ordered to search for Shirley, but we were ambushed. We're certain they're FBI agents! Several of our brothers have already died in their attack! Rat-a-tat-tat~~ Ah!"

Although the peripheral member's words were incoherent and even somewhat panicked, Vodka still understood what he was saying. But just as he was about to speak, he heard a scream from the organization member, and then the call was disconnected.

"Hey! Hey!"

Vodka shouted a few more times, but all he got in response was a busy signal.

"Dude! The FBI has really shown up!"

After the call was disconnected, Vodka hurriedly reported to Gin, but stopped himself after seeing the death stare Gin gave him.

"Didn't I tell you, Vodka, when things happen, don't lose your composure?"

After seeing that Vodka had quieted down, Gin continued, "The situation is still under my control. The fact that the FBI showed up proves that my guess was correct. And now, well, hmph!"

Gin revealed a cruel smile, his eyes fixed intently on what was below.

Shuichi Akai, I wonder if you were one of them...

In an instant, Gin immediately ordered the helicopter to approach and contacted his other backup plan via mobile phone.

…………

“It’s our turn now. Let’s begin, Chianti,” Cohen coldly reminded his female partner.

"Hmph! You don't need to remind me, my trigger has been itching to fire for ages, hahaha!"

As a burst of insane laughter rang out, the woman, who had a butterfly tattoo under her left eye, began to tremble uncontrollably.

"..."

Cohen didn't say anything, but just watched quietly. He was already very familiar with his partner's occasional outbursts of madness.

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"Bang Bang Bang!!!"

"Da da da!!!"

Gunshots rang out continuously from the building's corridors. This war, unknown to anyone, had already begun.

"I didn't expect them to actually come..."

In the corner of the corridor, Shuichi Akai had a violin case slung over his shoulder and a pistol in his hand.

After learning this information through that strange email, Shuichi Akai, on a whim, first contacted Yoshiaki Hara and, after confirming the accuracy of the information from him, immediately contacted the FBI headquarters.

After receiving permission and being informed that support would be arriving, Shuichi Akai began his operation.

Now, having obtained the information about the organization hidden within the Tokiwa Group with Hara Yoshiaki, tonight's mission was supposed to be complete.

However, after seeing that the people sent by the organization had arrived, Shuichi Akai and his group engaged them in battle.

Now, Shuichi Akai has a new idea.

"I said... Mr. Akai, we've already obtained those documents, so shouldn't we... be able to retreat now?"

Behind Shuichi Akai, Yoshiaki Hara asked Shuichi Akai with a bewildered expression.

"No, I still want to try, even if it only causes that guy a little trouble."

After clearing out the enemies, Shuichi Akai answered without turning his head as he set up his sniper rifle.

"But……"

Hara Yoshiaki wanted to say something to dissuade him, but Akai Shuichi had already gently shaken his head, his tone even carrying a hint of a smile.

Hara Yoshiaki stared blankly at the FBI investigator's retreating figure, shook his head helplessly, took a chocolate from his pocket, unwrapped it, and put it in his mouth, trying to dispel the faint unease that lingered in his heart...