Miyano Akemi's Request

The next day, at the Fujino house, in front of the balcony.

Fujino watched the passersby downstairs and glanced at his watch.

It's noon; it's time to begin the revenge.

We arrived at the underground parking garage.

Fujino took out a White Wolf brand cigarette.

Once lit, the snow-white smoke transformed into a white wolf, just like before.

"Help me find Akemi Miyano."

Looking at the white wolf floating in mid-air, Fujino said in a deep voice.

"Aowu!"

Upon hearing this, the white wolf let out a deafening howl, calmly circled in mid-air, and then began to gallop rapidly into the distance.

Seeing this, Fujino got on his motorcycle and followed.

"That's it, this is the place!"

Meanwhile, Conan rode his scooter to Hirota Masami's apartment, which is also Akemi Miyano's apartment.

After searching the room, he quickly found the key to the safe where she had stored one billion yen.

Just as he was excited about finding the stolen money, a figure suddenly appeared behind him.

Click!

With a swift chop, Akemi Miyano knocked Conan unconscious.

"That kid from the detective agency before?"

Akemi Miyano gazed at Conan lying on the ground and murmured something.

He picked up the key to the safe on the ground and paused...

Then, with a tremor in her hand, she put the key into Conan's pocket.

"I'm sorry, Conan, I can't let you get involved in danger too."

She slowly stood up, took a deep breath, and then turned and walked towards the door of the apartment.

Following the white wolf, Fujino arrived at a warehouse not far away.

Donning Assassin's Robe and lurking nearby, Fujino spotted an old Porsche 356a in the blink of an eye.

"This one must be the Gin is driving."

Fujino's eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at the Porsche.

The Porsche 356a is Gin's beloved car.

These kinds of antique cars are very rare nowadays.

I don't know what that guy was thinking, driving such an eye-catching vehicle.

Will no one really find out?

Pulling himself out of his thoughts, Fujino opened the trunk of the black car.

After a pause, he took out the explosives he had made the night before from his Pocket Dimension.

I put the explosives in the trunk and checked the countdown.

After confirming that everything was correct, Fujino restored the trunk to its original state.

Gin- san, accept your fate!

"Bang!"

Just then, a gunshot rang out from not far away.

Without a silencer to reduce noise, the gunshots echoed in all directions.

Fujino looked into the distance upon hearing the sound.

That's the direction of the warehouse.

All I can say is that the person who fired the shot was incredibly unprofessional... Wasn't that obviously trying to attract people's attention?

However, if it was a staged suicide, then it would make much more sense.

Fujino took a deep breath.

After confirming that the bomb he had made was functioning properly, he lowered his body and walked toward the warehouse not far away.

A warehouse in Tokyo at sunset.

The dilapidated warehouse was bathed in the red glow of the setting sun. Several large holes, seemingly caused by decay, were visible in the roof, through which the setting sun shone, bringing a dim, yellowish light into the dark warehouse.

The woman lay on the concrete floor of the warehouse, bathed in the dim, yellowish light.

She wore a brown pencil skirt, a dark red shirt, and a white blazer.

At this moment, blood was flowing continuously from the wound caused by the bullet in her abdomen, congealing into a pool of blood on the sunlit ground.

Wearing a white robe and a black mask, Fujino slowly walked forward.

Upon approaching the woman, a familiar yet unfamiliar face came into view.

"Who are you..."

Akemi Miyano struggled to lift her head, and through her blurry vision, she seemed to see a figure.

As the view gradually became clearer.

But the person standing before her was not the one she most wanted to see.

She suppressed her feelings of desolation, gazed at the black mask before her, and said weakly in a soft voice, "I've heard of you, Beika Batman."

She had heard of the strange man in front of her.

I've heard he's someone who will bring criminals to justice by any means necessary.

She no longer had the energy to wonder why this guy was here.

"I've heard of you too."

Fujino leaned down slightly, "Akemi Miyano."

Akemi Miyano opened her mouth and made a soft sound, "How could you..."

"I've been investigating that Black Organization."

Fujino removed his mask, and at the same time, the hood of his Assassin's Robe was also lifted.

Looking at the face in front of me, which seemed not yet fully developed, yet was unusually mature.

Her gaze involuntarily froze.

However, in an instant, the doubts in my heart were dispelled.

She recognized the face behind the mask at a glance. "I never expected that the legendary Beika Batman would just be a high school student, only the same age as my sister..."

She had seen this face in the newspaper before.

It's that famous High School Detective.

The legendary Beika Batman is actually just a high school student.

That was indeed somewhat unexpected.

"Is there no need to hide one's identity for someone who is about to die... cough cough!"

Suddenly, Akemi Miyano coughed twice, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

The coughed-up blood, like blooming crimson roses, partially stained Fujino's robe.

Fujino touched the long robe stained with mottled blood, his fair fingers becoming stained with a sticky, light red blood.

"You knew perfectly well that the Black Organization would kill you without mercy, but you still came."

Fujino slowly sat down on the ground, examining the wound on her abdomen that was still bleeding. He shook his head, "Even I would be powerless to save her from a gunshot wound of this severity."

This level of gunshot wound is beyond his current ability to heal.

Even with the boost from the Angel in White, it couldn't be saved.

Ultimately, the Angel in White are merely enhancing the healing effect.

For a near-death experience like this, an increase of at least 1000% is needed to even attempt it.

"It's no use, it's too late."

Akemi Miyano breathed heavily, "Even before I came here, I knew that the organization would never let me go."

"It is a mysterious organization."

At that moment, Akemi Miyano suddenly grabbed Fujino's hand. "As someone at the bottom of the organization, the only thing I finally understood was that the organization's representative color is black..."

"I know."

Despite the blood staining his hands, Fujino nodded silently.

"In the end, did I really not serve any purpose?"

Akemi Miyano's gaze suddenly froze, and she gave a self-deprecating chuckle.

"It's selfish of me, but if you can, please protect my sister..."

Her breathing became rapid, and the chill of death enveloped her. "Shiho Miyano... she's an executive of the organization and knows a lot about it."

"She was imprisoned by the organization from a young age and forced to study certain things, but she was a good child..."

As soon as the words were spoken, like a taut string snapping, the hand, covered in sticky blood, suddenly lost its support and went limp.

"I accept your request."

There will be more later