Bloodstained White Robe
Fujino watched Vermouth's departing figure, his eyes slightly narrowed.
He had originally planned that if Vermouth didn't leave immediately, he would go up and knock her unconscious and take her away.
But I never expected this woman to betray her teammates so quickly.
I can only say he truly lives up to his reputation as the anti-spokesperson within the Alcohol Company's own ranks...
Pulling himself out of his thoughts, Fujino paused, holding Pisco's hand.
In the end, he abandoned the idea of "pulling out Wooden Sword, chasing after her, and hitting her on the back of the head to kill her."
Although Vermouth certainly possesses more intelligence than Pisco.
But it's better to play it safe.
Vermouth is currently unaware of Fujino's strength, despite her being a fifty-year- Old Auntie.
Logically speaking, it should be an easy task for a strong young man like him to pack up and take away a charming Old Auntie in her fifties.
But the Conan World...
Who knows?
There's no need to take the risk for an Old Auntie in her fifties.
He had two objectives for this operation.
First, complete the System Task, rescue Ai Haibara, and help her clear her name.
Secondly, they could launch a surprise attack on Pisco, hoping to obtain information about themselves from him.
Now that the two objectives have been largely achieved, it would be a waste of time to continue entangled with Vermouth.
After Vermouth left, Fujino activated Eagle Eye Vision.
After confirming that she had left and had no intention of returning, he sheathed his hidden sword, grabbed Pisco, and turned to leave.
The violent explosion drew everyone's attention.
Police immediately began evacuating the crowd to prevent a second explosion and additional casualties.
The Haido Hotel was now completely empty.
Fujino strolled through the hotel corridors and soon, using his Eagle Eye Vision, he found an empty room.
He kicked open the door, and what came into view was a pitch-black luxury suite.
The room was exquisitely decorated and furnished with luxurious furniture; it looked like a high-end suite.
He glanced around the room, pulled out a chair, took out a red rope from his pocket, and then casually placed Pisco on the chair and tied it up.
He then found the bathroom in the suite, took out a bucket, filled it with water from the tap, and then went back to the bedroom of the suite. He picked it up and splashed it at Pisco.
Pisco was forcibly awakened by cold water.
He first glanced at the red rope binding him, then at the white robe standing in front of him, and quickly understood the situation.
He's been kidnapped.
"I ask, you answer..."
Fujino pulled out the pistol he had just seized and pointed the dark muzzle at Pisco's forehead. "Understand?"
"..."
Pisco fell silent for a moment.
Despite having a gun pointed at his head.
However, as a long-time employee of the Alcohol Company, he still possessed a certain level of professional ethics.
Absolutely no information about the organization will be revealed!
"It seems you don't understand..."
Fujino sighed, took out the Death Note Pen, and pointed the cap at Pisco.
Call out--
As the trigger button was pressed, a poisoned needle pierced straight into Pisco's neck.
Then, in the quiet of the night, accompanied by wails of agony, came a brutal beating, delivered with the intention of winning people over with kindness.
Under the combined influence of truth serum and persuasion, Pisco quickly opened up.
They revealed a lot of information about the Alcohol Company.
For example, the outposts, and the specific details of this operation.
However, this information did not satisfy Fujino.
What he wanted to know from Pisco this time was information about his own assassination and the assassination of the original owner's parents.
However, Pisco did not reveal any related information.
Under the influence of the truth serum produced by the system, Pisco is highly unlikely to lie.
It seems they really don't know anything...
"I never expected that the Beika Batman would actually be High School Detective Fujino Doji... That's quite a surprise."
Just as Fujino was pondering, Pisco, who was slumped in his chair and had been beaten beyond recognition, spoke up.
"That's right, that's me."
Fujino turned to look at Pisco and said in a deep voice, "Do you have anything else to say?"
"Hmph..."
Pisco chuckled coldly, unsurprised.
From the question just now, he had already realized that the person in front of him was High School Detective Fujino.
He had heard of the Beika Batman before, but the difference was that today's white robe didn't have a mask.
Although he wasn't wearing a mask, he couldn't make out the face under the white hood at all.
It was as if some kind of magic had been cast...
But that's not important. What's important is that he has to find a way to survive.
He had heard that Beika Batman never killed anyone with his own hands.
Perhaps this is his chance to survive.
Despite being a veteran employee of the Alcohol Company, he had the courage to disregard life and death.
But when the threat of death actually came, he couldn't help but feel some fear.
In times of crisis, fear is especially intense, and it eventually transforms into the hope of survival.
He will not give up as long as there is even the slightest chance of survival.
Pisco, speaking with a slight lisp, suggested, "If you let me go, I can help you investigate those things. After all, if the organization finds out I leaked their intelligence, my life is in danger..."
"You are no longer of any use to me."
But before Pisco could finish speaking, Fujino interrupted him.
During the interrogation just now, Pisco already learned his true identity.
Besides him, they also learned that Ai Shiho Miyano was Ai Haibara Miyano.
Pisco knows too much.
It can no longer be kept.
With a wave of his hand, Fujino unleashed a silver-white hidden blade from his sleeve.
He paused, then brandished his hidden blade and thrust it straight at Pisco.
Under the silent moonlight, at the moment the hidden blade pierced Pisco's chest, the invisible barrier seemed to shatter.
"Pfft!"
To Pisco's astonishment, the silver-white hidden blade pierced his chest.
Immediately afterwards, a large amount of blood began to gush from his nostrils and the corners of his mouth, and the intense pain caused his body to convulse uncontrollably.
Fujino drew his hidden sword.
A beautiful red rose bloomed from the hole pierced by the hidden blade.
Fresh blood gushed out.
Drops of blood stained the white robe, like plum blossoms dotting the rice paper.
Fujino flicked his hand, sending the blood residue on his hidden blade flying. Spots of blood detached from the silver-white blade and stained the brown carpet in the guest room.
Fujino sheathed his hidden sword.
Despite being prepared beforehand, a strange feeling spread from my whole body to my brain...
He took a deep breath, took out a Zhonghua Cigarettes from his Pocket Dimension, and slowly lit it at the window of the guest room.
Smoke filled the air under the moonlight, and with the calming effect of the cigarette, Fujino's mood gradually calmed down.
"In the end, he still killed someone..."
He had a cigarette dangling from his lips as he looked up into deep space.
White snowflakes fluttered down, and dark clouds obscured the moon.
The long robe, which was originally bathed in the quiet moonlight, had its white color completely stripped away.
Beneath the blood-stained hood, all was pitch black.