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

Chapter 316 Amuro Tooru executes Kazami Yuya by firing squad...

"wait wait wait!"

Amuro Tooru sensed a growing murderous aura behind him and quickly shouted,

"Cherry, what do you mean by this?!"

"hehe,"

Lin Jiayou let out a cold laugh without any expression.

Why are you here?

“I ran into a police detective on the street, sensed something was wrong, and followed him all the way here.”

Amuro Tooru quickly came up with a reason in his mind and immediately explained,

"As soon as I got here, I found that Gin had already captured him and was just about to show himself when you arrived."

"How do you prove that?"

Lin Jiayou softened his tone on the surface, but his heart was filled with disdain.

How could Bourbon utter such a flawed statement?

"Humph!"

Seeing that Lin Jiayou's tone had softened a bit, Amuro Tooru felt his resolve harden again.

How do you want me to prove it to you?

During the conversation between Lin Jiayou and Amuro Tooru.

Seeing the two of them appear, Gin dragged Kazami Yuya by the leg and walked over here.

"what happened?"

He spoke coldly.

"Cherry, is it over so soon?"

"besides......."

Gin stared at Amuro Tooru, his eyes radiating undisguised killing intent.

"Bourbon, what are you doing here?"

Amuro Tooru repeated to Gin what he had just said to Hayashi Keiyu.

Gin also let out a cold laugh.

"Interesting, I didn't expect you, Bourbon, to be so lucky."

"You said you found a police detective, is that him?"

As he spoke, Gin pointed with his Beretta at Yuya Kazami on the ground.

Kazami Yuya watched as his "Mr. Furuya" was surrounded by two "thugs" from the organization, and he was filled with self-reproach.

If I hadn't been so careless, Mr. Furuya wouldn't have ended up in this situation.

"...It was him."

Amuro Tooru glanced at Kazami Yuya, suppressed his grief, and nodded calmly.

Lin Jiayou and Gin exchanged a glance.

They both saw the hint of mockery in each other's eyes.

"In that case,"

Lin Jiayou pointed his gun at Kazami Yuya, who was lying on the ground unable to resist, and said calmly to Amuro Tooru,

"Then let's kill him."

"........"

Toru Amuro was silent.

However, this silence lasted only a moment.

He thought of Morofushi Kagemitsu, who had infiltrated the organization, and saw the pleading glint in Kazami Yuya's eyes.

boom--

Amuro Tooru raised his hand.

After a gunshot, Kazami Yuya's life was ended.

"Humph!"

Amuro Tooru snorted coldly, forcibly suppressing his inner emotions and feigning dissatisfaction.

"Even if you wanted to test me, you didn't need to do it this way."

"waste time."

Lin Jiayou and Gin didn't say much.

Gin turned around and walked straight out of Kenbashi Station.

Lin Jiayou glanced at Amuro Tooru, his face still completely expressionless.

"You clean it up."

"Leave no trace."

"understood."

Amuro Tooru waved his hand impatiently.

Lin Jiayou also left.

Half an hour later, Hyungyo Station returned to silence, as if nothing had happened.

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(Amuro Tooru's survival might disappoint some fans, but that's probably just the author's personal preference. Among the Red Team, Amuro Tooru is one of the few characters who evokes genuine liking, far surpassing Akai Shuichi. Such a character, whose abilities and character are arguably the best on the Red Team, is a worthy opponent. He deserves a more memorable death, not just a random ending.)

.........................

"What did you say? Bourbon isn't dead?!"

In Training Ground One, Chianti stood with his hands on his hips, questioning Lin Jiayou with dissatisfaction.

"Why keep someone like him alive if he's clearly an undercover agent?!"

"Don't think what you think,"

Lin Jiayou said casually, while smoking a cigarette.

"It depends on what he thinks."

"If he feels he hasn't been exposed, then he hasn't been exposed."

"What do you mean?"

Chianti was even more dissatisfied.

She was clearly not a smart person, yet Cherry was playing cryptic with her.

“An exposed undercover agent is not an undercover agent.”

Gin, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, coldly reminded Chianti.

Chianti still didn't understand.

She shook her head, deciding not to think about it anymore.

Cohen remained in a daze, seemingly lost in thought.

Snapped--

The door to the lounge was pushed open, and Tequila strode in.

He was beaming with joy and looked refreshed.

"How was the harvest?"

Gin asked casually when he saw Tequila's appearance.

The tequila grinned.

"Yes, very well."

"We took out a total of twenty-three police officers this time, including two snipers."

"This kind of loss is enough to make those guys, whether they're from the Metropolitan Police Department or the National Police Agency, feel the pinch for a while."

"Your efficiency isn't very good either."

Chianti was delighted to see the tequila and, quite inappropriately, began to contradict it.

"Cherry took out two snipers and nine agents, and Cohen and I took out five. That means you've only taken out less than half of them."

"Wow, not bad, not bad!"

Tequila, on the other hand, didn't seem to care much about this.

"At least I managed to take down seven guys, although a few of them got away."

"But you did bring a large group of peripheral members with you."

Chianti continued to complain.

Tequila alone, along with more than twenty trained peripheral members, managed to kill seven police officers, and even let several of them escape.

This really doesn't look very good...

"Oh well, whatever."

Agave shrugged.

"The fact that they escaped means they weren't meant to die."

“I’m just an old man, why should I compare myself to you young people?”

"Agreed,"

Lin Jiayou spoke expressionlessly.

"Agave is over forty years old, and it's already in very good condition."

"Unlike someone and someone's henchmen, who didn't manage to take down a single one after an operation."

stare--

Everyone turned to look at the person and his henchmen.

Vodka looked guilty and said weakly,

"I... I fly an airplane, so how can you generalize like that...?"

"Hmm~"

Everyone agreed with this.

Then, everyone looked at Gin.

Tequila stroked his mustache and pondered,

"It seems Gin really hasn't fired a single shot..."

"nonsense!"

Chianti retorted loudly,

"And what about that policeman who went to 'make the deal'!"

"That man was killed by Bourbon."

Lin Jiayou casually added a reminder to Chianti.

Chianti paused for a moment, then nodded.

"It seems Gin really hasn't spilled a drop of blood..."

Everyone chimed in, enthusiastically discussing Gin's latest act of playing the 'living saint', filling the air with a joyful atmosphere...

After a lively discussion, everyone was very satisfied with the operation and decided to go home and catch up on their sleep.

Before leaving...

"Eh?"

Vodka suddenly slapped his forehead.

"Did we forget something...?"

"What? What?"

Chianti looked impatient.

"Stop talking nonsense and get me back to sleep."

"oh......."

......

At six o'clock in the morning, the sky was still pitch black.

Calvados grumbled and crawled into Mrs. Kobayashi's bed.

He didn't fire a single shot all night; he's frozen solid...