A group of people dressed up as Conan characters, and I guaranteed the Black Team's advancement

The situation in the room where they were being held was unexpected. The floor was fairly clean, but the walls were cold and icy, their whiteness almost blinding. The room was empty except for a bed, and it looked much like a prison.

Matsuda Jinpei leaned against the wall, his eyes closed. He couldn't remember how long he had been imprisoned here—maybe two days, maybe three, or even longer. There was no time here, no sunlight, only endless interrogation.

Modern torture methods are no longer as bloody and barbaric as in the past; they increasingly utilize various drugs to torment victims. However, this kind of torture is the most terrifying. Although there may be no bloody wounds on the physical surface, the mental and psychological torment is far more unbearable.

Matsuda Jinpei didn't know how he managed to persevere. Perhaps it was his unwillingness to be outdone by the criminals, or perhaps it was the memory of that smiling face behind the steamy hot spring, asking, "Would you be sad if I died, little Jinpei?" In any case, he gritted his teeth and endured the extreme pain in his nerve endings from each dose of medication.

Despite this torment, Matsuda Jinpei remained lucid, a lucidity that even he found unbelievable. He mentally processed the current situation.

First of all, the guy in charge of interrogating him, whose hair was tied in dreadlocks, kept trying to get him to admit to a "collusion" with Amamiya that didn't even exist.

But each time he denied it, the emotion revealed in this person's eyes was not anger or resentment, but rather a tension and satisfaction.

It seems he's even less inclined to reveal anything than I am, so it's very likely that the dreadlocks have something to do with Amamiya. This would be a good thing for both him and Amamiya.

Secondly, since these people aren't directly attacking Amamiya, but instead want him to confess something, it means that the problem isn't with Amamiya's mission, but rather that someone is deliberately framing him. This person has discovered some clues, but doesn't have any concrete evidence, so they want to force him to admit to fabricated stories.

It's funny, really, that a former police officer would admit to having any connection with a hitman.

His initial meeting with Amamiya was an accident, and a mistake from the start. The bomber who was killed by Amamiya still chose to conceal Amamiya's presence afterward.

As a police officer, he had already failed in his duty from that moment on. Later, he was tricked by that guy in the hospital, encountered him injured in the alley, and his undercover work was exposed but he was saved by him. From then on, there was no longer any distinction between the two of them as a policeman and a killer.

They've both seen each other in their most wretched state; if they wanted to do anything, they would have died a hundred times over by the other.

Matsuda Jinpei couldn't help but smile bitterly at this thought, silently muttering to himself, "Amuro is right, we'll kill each other sooner or later."

He had thought that by remaining silent, they would become enraged and kill him outright. But now it seemed they had changed their tactics and were ignoring him. Matsuda Jinpei leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and pondered what they would do next. If they didn't kill him, then they were probably... using him as bait!

He only hoped that Amamiya could harden his heart at this moment and not fall headlong into such an obvious trap.

Jiang Jin was someone his uncle and aunt couldn't tolerate in the face of Rum's provocation, but he didn't want to foolishly walk into the trap.

He neither wanted to wait for Rum to control Matsuda Jinpei's moves before he could act passively, nor would he go straight to the address that was likely a trap to rescue people, as Rum wished.

But he must snatch the man from Rum as soon as possible, otherwise he will give Rum a chance to make a comeback.

Although Jiang Jin was unsure of Binga's current attitude and dared not contact him easily, he had prepared in advance by having Wu Yu implant hidden location software in Binga's phone.

Unless Rum smashed Binga's phone, the software could be activated under Wu Yu's control, thus locating Binga's position.

[The Winery Family]

Jinjiang: "@Du Ziteng, it's your turn to shine."

Du Ziteng: "Are you finally going to let me kill Old Deng at the sushi restaurant?"

Jinjiang: "It depends on your plan. In short, keep Lao Deng at the sushi restaurant. Just make sure he doesn't get himself arrested."

Du Ziteng: "Then I need some extras @ everyone, who wants to come, DM me."

Jinjiang: "Those who don't want to go to Director Du's side can consider coming to my place. Let's break into prison. Anyone want to contact me privately?"

Zhong Qun: "Little Laozi is going."

Mingyuan: "I'm going too, to tell my family that I'm not a bad dog."

Lu Renjia: "6666".

Pei Nan: "It's time for me to stretch my muscles."

Long Tao: "@Du Ziteng, I'm right next door, call me if you need me."

Du Ziteng: "It's time to show Rum what the power of the masses is."

Wu Yu: "@Jinjiang, we've found Binga's location. Let's go over the plan."

Just as Jiang Jin had predicted, Binga was now caught in a dilemma, knowing full well that he had been identified as a prime suspect by Rum.

Judging from Curaçao's words, even if Rum wins this time, he will still face retribution. Rum is the kind of person who will never leave problems unresolved.

Binga glanced at the door of the guarded room. The guards here changed shifts every three hours, so he always had a chance to leave.

[Mihana Iroha Sushi Restaurant]

Today seemed like an ordinary day. Rum was in the kitchen preparing the ingredients, wearing a chef's hat, but for some reason, his right eyelid kept twitching.

"Wakita-senpai, are all these ingredients here?" A clerk, Gen Sōsuke, carried a box into the kitchen. Rum nodded absentmindedly. He glanced at the young man a few times; the man had been working at the sushi restaurant for several months.

Although he initially felt that the shop assistant was a bit strange, the other person hadn't done anything unusual over time. Rum remained wary, but his guard wasn't as strong as it had been at first; he simply maintained his usual level of caution towards everyone.

He probably didn't think that anyone who wanted to harm him could escape his notice.

Soon, it was time to open the shop. There weren't many people in the morning, but the customer flow started to pick up around 11 a.m.

Meanwhile, Jiang Jin had already gathered all the group members who were eager to participate in the prison break, and the same large army of deliverymen headed to Aichi Prefecture.

In the bustling restaurant, Rum stood ominously at the kitchen doorway, feeling strangely uneasy about what might happen today.

Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out in the restaurant as a young couple began "cleaning up the table" and started arguing loudly.

Then someone pointed at the dishes on the table and shouted, "Bring your chef out here!"

Before the boss had even finished his work, someone suddenly collapsed from their chair, foaming at the mouth and convulsing. The restaurant was in chaos. Rum felt uneasy and dropped his chef's hat, intending to sneak away in the confusion, when suddenly a loud and ear-piercing screech of brakes rang out.

A truck crashed into the gate of a sushi restaurant, blocking the way out. The sushi restaurant owner was sweating profusely and asked someone to call the police.

Gensou was quite satisfied with the chaotic state of the shop. He looked at Rum, who was frowning, and quickly ran over to him: "Wakita-senpai, the boss said that a customer over there is looking for you. You should go over there quickly!"