Conan: Ke Xuebai Moonlight Sticker Manual

Kyoto.

At dawn, the lights in the room came on, and Vermouth took off her disguise, revealing a beautiful face and dazzling blonde hair.

She tapped the map. "Anyway, Shirley will be here today, and I need your assistance."

Bourbon slowly maintained the gun in his hand and said, "Today is also the time for Lord Rum to take action and arrest Professor Xingchuan from the University of Tokyo."

Gin said coldly, "I have a mission."

Vermouth chuckled, "No matter what, Shirley is the highest priority mission, isn't it?"

"This is the boss's order."

The light shook, reflecting the cold faces of the three people, exuding murderous aura.

*

At noon, Miyano Shiho, who looked like a young girl, walked into an ancient street.

The gentle-looking Dr. Shinichi tore off the disguise, revealing Vermouth's complete face. She looked at the frightened and trembling brown-haired girl with interest and said with a smile, "Long time no see, Shirley."

"Let me see. It seems that our genius Shirley is very capable and has developed an antidote herself."

As she said this, she stretched out her hand and was about to hold her.

Miyano Shiho breathed rapidly, and suddenly raised her hand, pointing the black muzzle of the gun at Vermouth's heart.

"Ah, that's interesting."

Vermouth was not worried at all, and even tapped the muzzle of the gun with her carefully trimmed nails, "It's only been a short while since the little kitten ran out in the dark, and it has already learned to show its claws."

As she spoke, she suddenly moved closer, and her deliberately low voice was full of obvious cruelty, "It's a pity, Shirley, if you can't return to the organization and continue to work for the boss, then your beautiful sister Xingchuan will have to take your place."

Miyano Shiho's pupils shrank suddenly, and her voice trembled uncontrollably, "What do you mean? Why?"

"Genius always attracts attention, doesn't it?"

Vermouth lifted her blonde hair. This simple action looked very charming. "Shirley, have you thought about it? Do you want to come back with me?"

"Your elementary school classmates, the two beautiful girls from Teitan High School, the genius professor from the University of Tokyo, Shirley, their fates are now in your hands."

Miyano Shiho was breathing rapidly and her mask was pulled off by Vermouth unexpectedly, exposing her pale face to the sunlight.

"Poor little kitty."

The woman pointed at her cheek with her finger, her tone without any sympathy, "Come on, you've been out for so long, it's time for you to go back to work."

She held onto Miyano Shiho's thin body, and after taking two steps, she suddenly slid to the side to avoid the incoming bullet.

What followed was a barrage of bullets and choking tear gas.

"Vermouth, what happened to you?"

Bourbon's voice came from the headset, and he was currently responding from a distance.

Vermouth held Miyano Shiho hostage and said, "We've been ambushed. Come forward to support me."

"it is good."

At this moment, Gin's signature cold voice rang out from the headset, "Idiot, you are surrounded."

Then, gunshots were heard from the other side. It should be him sniping.

Vermouth looked at Miyano Shiho's trembling figure and frowned, "Who else knew you were here today?"

"just you and me."

Miyano Shiho's voice was shaking. "Who are they?"

A group of people appeared at the end of the street and slowly surrounded them.

Vermouth narrowed her eyes and saw several familiar figures.

Suddenly, Bourbon's voice came from the earphone, "Lord Rum and Curacao have been ambushed. I have to go to support them."

Vermouth made a "tsk" sound, and said in an ambiguous tone, "Oh? Rum was also ambushed?"

The damn old thing actually plotted against her.

Gin's voice was much more gloomy, "Deal with them all."

Vermouth took Miyano Shiho to dodge bullets and said, "Gin, those are not police officers."

She lowered her head, looked at the girl in her arms, whose face was pale with fear, and slowly frowned.

*

At the competition venue, the game ended and everyone left one after another.

At this moment, the conference venue became a hunting ground, and the professor in a white dress was being threatened at gunpoint by two of her students.

"Hiroshi Tanigi, Tomoko Kawazu."

Professor Xingchuan calmly said their names, his thin eyebrows furrowed, "Are you their people?"

"Sorry, Professor, this is our mission."

Furukawa Hiroshi was a gentle-looking young man, and at this moment he was firmly holding He Yue's arms, "It's okay, they won't hurt you."

"Forgive us, Professor, we have our own difficulties."

Kawazu Tomoko was a baby-faced woman. She held the gun against Tsuruzuki's temple, her voice trembling with obvious tremors. "The professor is a genius. They will give him the best treatment."

As she said this, she looked at Heyue steadily, with a depth and madness in her eyes that she could not understand.

He Yue narrowed his eyes and said in a cold tone, "Do you know the consequences of doing this?"

"Some things, once started, there is no turning back, you have to think carefully."

Professor Xingchuan showed an obviously painful expression, which showed that he was really angry at the two students he had taught with all his heart.

Kawazu Tomoko added, "Professor, don't worry. Officer Hagiwara and Officer Matsuda are not in danger."

This is a threat.

Today, Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda accompanied Tsuruki here. A bomb was just found upstairs, and the two active twins of the explosives disposal team are defusing it.

There were still people being evacuated on the first floor, and two police officers were defusing the bomb upstairs. At this time, He Yue could not move.

No, it should be said that she only had one way at this time.

The two students held the professor hostage and walked through a long corridor, at the end of which was a utility room.

The moment the door opened, gunshots rang out.

[Professor Xingchuan] stretched out his hand swiftly and struck the two students on the back of their necks. The next moment, they lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

A new battle has begun.

*

At Akashi's house, the cat teacher was fluttering in the flowers chasing butterflies, the aroma of black tea was spreading, the sunlight was bright, and Natsume Takashi opened a page of the poetry collection with a leisurely look on his face.

He Yue took out a warm blanket and covered Natalie's slightly bulging belly.

Conan is reading a mystery novel, while Haibara Ai and Miyano Akemi are reading a fashion magazine.

He Yue sat in the corridor, looked at the people in the yard, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The red-haired young man beside her turned his head to look at her and asked gently, "Are you worried?"

He Yue nodded, "I am still somewhat worried."

After all, this operation involves too many people and a lot of manpower. Not only does the local police in Kyoto need to cooperate, but also the public security of the National Police Agency and the Metropolitan Police Department. The secret operators include the FBI, MI6, the Kudo couple, as well as Kenji Hagiwara, Jinpei Matsuda and Kou Date.

For safety reasons, Tsuruzuki brought pregnant Natalie to Akashi's house, along with two pseudo-primary school students. Natsume Takashi was worried, so he brought the cat teacher to protect her.

The one who disguised herself as Miyano Shiho today was Yukiko who volunteered. She and Vermouth were fellow sisters, so she knew her quite well.

The one who disguised herself as Tsuruzuki was still Sera Mari, the Whiskey Trio and Gin cooperated with each other, and Akashi Seijuro provided the detailed information of the local yakuza organizations. His people were at the outermost edge to support and also served as the last line of security.

The red-haired boy from that year has grown into a tall young man. He stretched out his hand, and his bony palm gently placed on Heyue's hair.

"No surprises."

He said this with a firm tone, "Anyone who tries to hurt you will not succeed."

The two eyes, one gold and one red, were now both red, and they were staring intently at the person in front of them.

Just like on the court back then, the momentum is overwhelming.