【Conan】I just want to survive but I am forced to join the main plot

The fully-pointed "Assimilation" is very practical, as long as the M mark of the law of cause and effect does not always appear on the scene. There is no shortage of policemen or detectives with keen sense of smell in this world. Sooner or later, they will be discovered.

After imagining the drum washing machine standing next to the corpse, looking thoughtfully at the familiar letters, Ruo Muliang felt like there was a big danger hanging on his forehead!

Therefore, the "Assimilation" skill may have to be temporarily sealed, or used to deal with those criminals who are not worthy of death, so as to avoid being targeted by detectives of all sizes.

Then it is urgent to develop a brand new, covert, and lethal skill.

After activating the skill, Ruo Muliang felt a fluorescent palette appear in front of his eyes, the kind that could blind people at a glance.

A light group that only Wakaki Ryo could see appeared on Tsugawa Hideji's hairline, which was not very healthy. Various fluorescent colors were entangled in it. Ruo Muliang endured the risk of going blind and carefully discerned, panic, fear, anger, murderous intention...

If a single emotion is amplified to the limit.

Ruo Muliang looked at his panel. Boss Amuro has been very generous these days, so Wakamaki Ryo still has 6 free skill points that have not been added to the board.

Calculation seems to be just enough to get this skill to LV3 (one point for LV1, two points for LV2, four points for LV3). As for LV4, it takes 16 points to jump directly on the spot, which is a series that is temporarily unaffordable.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Ruo Muliang clicked on all the remaining skills.

Anyway, the world between the two of us with Boss Amuro will probably last for a few days, so I will just find a way to squeeze more out of it.

Synaesthesia (3/5): Active skill that can amplify or reduce the target's senses or emotions by 60%.

should be enough.

"Isamu Kameyama, Hideo Kawashima, Tatsuji Kuroiwa, Ken Nishimoto, these names should be familiar to you."

As one name after another appeared, Tsugawa Hideji's face turned pale to the naked eye, and the green light group on his hairline, which represented fear, also surged, temporarily overwhelming other color blocks.

"Woooooooooo?!" (How did you know?)

Fear, deep fear, gripped Jinchuan's heart.

Who is this young man with a little baby fat on his face?

Why he knew where the money was hidden, why he knew the names of those people. Obviously I was careful enough and didn't leave any clues at home.

why?

Jinchuan Xiuji's pupils dilated, he kept breathing heavily, cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and soon soaked his collar.

It seems that it still lacks a fire.

Wakamu Ryo opened the skill panel again and found the low-level illusion "Confusion" that he had selected a long time ago because he thought it was cool, but had only used it once.

If you want to match your fear, how about a supernatural gift package?

hey-hey……

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Toru Amuro parked his car in a blind corner of the surveillance area, under a broken streetlight. The shadow naturally covers the car body, and even if there are pedestrians passing by, it is difficult to see the license plate number clearly in the dark environment.

Ruo Muliang went in for about half an hour.

Jinchuan House was peaceful, without any noise. Toru Amuro touched the cigarette case at hand, but did not take out one and lit it.

The sound of the roaring engine is a bit harsh in the dark night. Why are you driving so late and disturbing the public? Toru Amuro adjusted the rearview mirror and planned to write down the license plate number so that Kazama could find time to put some shoes on for the car owner.

As a result, I saw a familiar Porsche 356A.

Gin's car?

What happened?

The dark classic car stopped next to the Mazda, and the window was lowered, revealing Gin's cold profile.

If Ruo Muliang encountered any problems during his mission, help would be at the door and he would be obviously faster as he knew the basics. I specifically called Gin to come over, which means...

cash?

Transactions between drug dealers generally do not use payment methods such as transfers or checks. It is too easy for the police to follow the clues to find out the identity. Therefore, all transactions between drug dealers generally use cash.

There is probably a lot of cash hidden in Tsugawa Hideji's home.

Thinking of this, Toru Amuro raised his signature smile.

"I actually asked you to come here in person in the middle of the night. What's wrong? The operations team leader is sometimes short of money?"

Gin held the cigarette in his mouth and snorted coldly, blowing out a little smoke, but rarely took out a gun and pointed it at Toru Amuro's head with murderous intent.

You seem to be in a pretty good mood?

Within a few minutes, Ruo Muliang walked out of Jinchuan's house at a brisk pace, looked at the situation here, and walked straight to the Porsche.

"The person has been dealt with. The money is under the bed in his study. In addition, we have obtained clues about the previous owner. If there are no problems, Bourbon and I will set off first."

Gin winked at Vodka.

The big guy immediately got out of the car, and with a bang, he took out two oversized boxes from the back seat that looked like they were used to carry money. They stuck them in the blind corner of the surveillance camera and entered Jinchuan House from the shadows.

Two minutes later, the mobile phone in Gin's pocket rang.

"Brother, there's no problem, I'm just loading up the money."

After cutting off the phone, Gin nodded to Wakamuriyo, probably to express that he had done a good job.

"You can go, Vodka will take care of the aftermath."

The latter shrugged, got into Toru Amuro's car, and knocked on the backrest of the driver's seat.

"Next stop, Moon Shadow Island."

Toru Amuro rolled up the car window and took a deep look at Gin through the dark glass. If there were only two people, Gin and Vodka, and Vodka was not with Gin yet.

"Don't look, there are two snipers watching."

Wakamu Ryo opened the mini map and looked at the scattered red dots on the surrounding streets. He interrupted the bold thoughts in Toru Amuro's mind with a very soft voice.

Tsk, Tohru Amuro buckled her seat belt hard and opened the accelerator.

Still as always, cautious and disgusting.

Gin held one hand on the edge of the car window, and the thick smoke rose, covering all the expressions on his face.

After about ten minutes, he called the snipers who were following him and the peripheral members wandering around the streets, and then got out of the car with long legs.

Inside the Jinchuan residence.

Vodka squeaked and transferred the bundles of cash into the big box he brought. Gin quietly entered the study room, smoothly and skillfully wiping away the footprints and fingerprints left by Vodka.

Then he stopped next to the body of Tsugawa Hideharu.

Tsukawa Hideharu's eyes protruded, with a look of horror that would not rest in silence. There were no stab wounds, no gun muzzles, and no bruises. If you looked closely at the neck and behind the ears, there were no traces of pinholes. For a moment, Gin couldn't tell what the cause of death was.

It's not like being poisoned, but it's like being scared to death.

Gin sneered. An old man who dared to store so many drugs in a public place like a library would be scared to death?

What a joke.

After walking around the body twice more and making sure that he did not see the familiar M letter within sight, Gin nodded with satisfaction.

Who doesn't like subordinates who are strong in action and obedient?

His eyes turned to Vodka, who had finished transferring the money and was standing aside with two large boxes waiting for instructions.

"He did it very clean. There's no need to wash the floor. Let's go."

"yes, Sir!"

Vodka carried the cash box and left the study in a hurry. He didn't notice the subtle disgust in Gin's eyes looking at his back.

Tsk, forget it, minors can’t drive.

It’s better not to change it for the time being.

Before leaving, Gin looked back at the librarian who was lying on the armchair.

In such a short period of time, all the information was obtained without any trace of torture. He also used a method that he couldn't find a flaw in for the time being to solve the target.

No clues were left.

This kid seems to have evolved.

I want Kangkang. Whose childhood shadow is this?