Conan: The truth lies only within the range of fire

After Kamiya Minatsuki eliminated Zoraz, he left the safe house.

Looking at the scene of chaos and fire outside, Kamiya Minatsuki opened his arms and took a deep breath.

I wanted to smile happily, but the smile on my face disappeared.

"A little boring."

When he blew up the museum, Kamiya Minazuki was indeed quite happy, but now, for some reason, Kamiya Minazuki felt dull.

"It's like you've cleared the game and become invincible and then you don't want to play anymore..."

Kamiya Mingyue sat on the hood of a scrapped car, putting one hand on his chin and looking ahead blankly.

"Then if this is boring, then where is the fun?"

At this time, Kamiya Minayuki suddenly frowned and saw a guy wearing a mask forcefully grabbing a woman into an alley to do something embarrassing.

Kamiya Minayuki raised his hand and shot him in the head.

"I finally know why I'm unhappy. It turns out it's because of these spoilers. I create chaos because I want to have fun in an exciting battlefield, not for you guys to have such boring fun!"

Most of the guys who are following Minatsuki Kamiya now joined in halfway after leaving the museum. They did not join because of Minatsuki Kamiya's personality charm, so they have not understood the essence of the fortune teller at all.

The fortune teller is here to create the art of death.

Doesn't this despicable behavior tarnish his art?

After Kamiya Minayuki took out a large number of weapons, he held a trumpet in his hand and shouted towards the front: "Destiny Master, come here!"

After a while, only fifty or sixty people came to Kamiya Mingetsu, looking at Kamiya Mingetsu with fanatical faces, waiting for the order to be issued.

Kamiya Mingetsu shouted twice again, but only a few people came to Kamiya Mingetsu, and the others turned a blind eye to his orders.

Kamiya Mingyue glanced at the dozens of people in front of him.

"You are my recognized fortune tellers and my recognized companions. Those guys are using our names to tarnish the art we created.

They interrupted our show and caused flaws and cracks in our show that we now have to fix.

We are fortune tellers, gentlemen, not bandits, we have our professional ethics!

I can't stand this ugliness.

So the final chapter is coming, it’s time to wrap things up and the final killing begins!

Let these people become part of our art!

Art...requires a fair degree of cruelty!

Do you understand? "

Dozens of fortune tellers responded with red eyes and excitedly: "Understood!"

The loud sound here attracted the attention of the guys who were smashing, looting and burning around, and they all looked towards here.

However, their eyes gradually became frightened, because the fate masters who had already picked up the weapons piled up by Kamiya Minatsuki pointed their guns at them.

Gunfire started.

A new round of killing begins.

Kamiya Mingyue sat there without moving, but the smile that disappeared appeared on his face again.

"The feeling is back."

Armed with Kamiya Minatsuki's sophisticated weapons, and the execution of orders from Kamiya Minatsuki, who is the fortune teller himself, without fear of death.

It was clear that the opponent's number was greater than theirs, but they were massacred one-sidedly.

After a while, corpses lay everywhere.

Blood stained the streets.

Everyone who was observing the situation here was stunned.

What's going on here?

Internal strife?

The official combat forces in London thought that now was the opportunity, so dozens of helicopters hovered in the sky, preparing to strafe below.

We are no longer in a museum, and there is no need to worry about firing.

Kamiya Mingyue set up a huge cannon barrel on the ground, and then loaded an ammunition into the barrel.

Minazuki Kamiya pressed the button.

'Boom! '

A deafening sound sounded, and the ammunition burst out of the barrel and shot into the air.

The ammunition disintegrated in mid-air and separated into small shells. The dense small shells directly destroyed dozens of helicopters.

The audience in front of the TV was dumbfounded.

Is this a cluster bomb?

It's just off the mark.

Can this kind of thing appear in urban London, and in the hands of terrorists?

And Japanese audiences are already used to it.

They've experienced it several times.

And they want to say that compared to what the fortune teller did in Japan, they in London are simply too gentle.

No one dares to approach the Yasukuni Shrine now. It has been completely polluted. Everyone feels unlucky. What if you get cancer if you get close?

There are some fortune teller enthusiasts who are not afraid of contamination and pile up fortune teller masks at the entrance of the Yasukuni Shrine to commemorate the great achievements of fortune tellers.

Helicopters in the sky kept falling, and Kamiya Minazuki opened the closing speech with a loudspeaker.

"Everyone, I apologize to you for the flaws in this performance due to my mistakes.

However, we have made up for this flaw, so I hope you don’t mind or misunderstand us.

I hope that the audience can understand the true meaning of our art and that our works are very pure. "

Kamiya Minatsuki took off his top hat with his left hand and placed it on his chest. He spread out the gentleman's walking stick in his right hand and gave a gentleman's salute.

"Everyone, I am a London gentleman and a dramatist. This is the end of the play. Art will bloom again one day. At that time, I sincerely invite you to participate in my play."

Around Kamiya Minazuki, several smoke bombs released smoke, shrouding Kamiya Minazuki in smoke.

When the smoke dissipated, Kamiya Minatsuki was no longer visible.

Those dozens of fortune tellers are not fools either. Their boss is gone, so if they stay here, aren't they looking for death?

Taking advantage of the commotion caused by the helicopter crash, he ran away.

"Ahem... If I had known better, I would have saved a few smoke bombs. I would have choked."

In an alley, Minato Kamiya put one hand on the wall and coughed violently.

Kamiya Mingetsu took off the mask on his face. Even though he was wearing the mask, Kamiya Mingetsu's face was already stained red with blood.

The toothy smile at night, combined with the blood on his face and body, looked extremely scary.

Doesn’t this scare people immediately?

"what!"

A scream rang out, and a woman fainted from fright when she saw Kamiya Minatsuki's horrified look.

Kamiya Mingyue walked up to the fainted woman and stared at her unhappily: "Tsk, I'm so handsome, what can I call you!"

Kamiya Minayuki took off the woman's coat and wiped the blood from her face. She planned to find a park to wash the blood with a faucet and then go back to the hotel to rest.