Ah, Kir~

Ah, Kir~

In the silence, Mizunashi Rena's heartbeat quietly accelerated.

She marveled at Lin Xinyi's ability to reconstruct the truth.

A father, a great warrior, a man who had loved his daughter with his life—Lin Xinyi had brought him vividly back to life from a stack of cold old files.

At that moment, she could almost see her father's smiling, gentle face before her.

She could feel that heavy, profound love.

But this was not the time to mourn him.

Nor was it the time to thank Lin Xinyi.

Because Mizunashi Rena knew that she was not merely the family of a victim, but the inheritor of her father's last wishes.

She did not need meaningless sentimentality.

She had to live. Only by living, defeating Gin, and destroying the organization could she honor her father's sacrifice.

And now, a seemingly fated random draw had unknowingly pushed the life her father had given her back to the edge of danger.

"This case absolutely cannot be made public."

"Otherwise, things will get dangerous."

Gin's figure flashed through Mizunashi Rena's mind.

In Lin Xinyi's eyes nowadays, Gin was a "pitiful man," endlessly toyed with by undercover agents, moles, and traitors, running around day and night working overtime, single-handedly carrying the entire organization's KPI.

But in her eyes, and in the eyes of other exposed undercover agents, he was a genuine black-clad God of Death.

That black Porsche was nothing less than a funeral hearse.

After all, while Gin was often toyed with by undercover agents—

Once an undercover agent's identity was exposed, he could basically guarantee a one hundred percent kill rate.

So far, only the exceptionally skilled and daring Akai Shuichi had escaped that Conan-science rule.

Mizunashi Rena knew full well that she clearly did not possess the strength of Akai Shuichi,