Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 511: Decisive Battle (Part 1)

The escape artist, crouching on the wall, held his breath and threw an incense burner between Gin and Binga. Unexpectedly, Gin was incredibly perceptive and shot the incense burner, deflecting it. The incense burner fell to the ground. Because it wasn't being used properly, it didn't create a fog zone. Instead, it emitted wisps of white smoke like a deflated ball.

Gin looked at the incense burner that fell to the ground, calculated its parabolic trajectory, and then looked towards the mercenaries' hiding place.

"What's going on, Negroni?" Gin's face suddenly turned cold. His first reaction was that the mercenaries were rats.

The escape artist scratched his scarred head awkwardly: "Sorry, it seems I exposed you prematurely."

"Who said that? I haven't been exposed yet. Give me the incense burner." The mercenary suddenly became playful and prepared to give Gin a big blow.

The Escape Master handed over the incense burner and asked doubtfully, "Are you planning something bad?"

"Just wait and see. This is no worse than your escape trick."

After putting the incense burner in his arms, the mercenary revealed the mycelium of the "Man in Red" and then fell straight down from the top of the wall.

Gin, who had just suspected the mercenary was a traitor, suddenly saw the mercenary fall from his hiding place and began to doubt him again. So, he slowly approached the mercenary lying motionless on the ground with his gun raised. Binga also walked over with Gin. He didn't want to see the mercenary's "death" but just wanted to understand Oletus's attack methods so that he could better protect himself.

Gin's pupils shrank as he walked up to the mercenary. He clearly saw that the mercenary's body was covered with wriggling white fungi. The "cause of death" was self-evident. After all, he didn't hear any gunshots just now. If a fight broke out among the mercenaries, there would be no sound at all.

[Magician: This lying position, you must have learned it from the Imitation Game.]

[Forward: Servi, if you keep talking nonsense, you'll have to go through two hellish training sessions when you get back.]

[Slideshow Artist: What kind of training? Does the estate have regular fitness activities?]

[Prophet: I think it's because Servi is about to go through the mental training of reading Kurt's adventure novels (only for him) and Naib's rescue of Bao Ping.]

[First Mate: What a vicious training.]

Gin frowned. He didn't expect that a powerful person like the mercenary would also "die" because of these abyss mycelium viruses. He had also heard from researchers in the laboratory that these mycelium were contagious. Just in case, he decided to light a torch and burn the "corpse".

Seeing Gin take out his lighter and prepare to throw it directly at him after lighting it, the mercenary could no longer lie still. He quickly took out the escape master's incense burner from his arms, and while Gin's hand was not free, he threw it directly at Gin's face.

Gin's eyes widened in shock. Fearing infection, he hadn't felt the mercenary's pulse. But the mercenary looked incredibly dead, with fungus growing out of his skin. How could he still be alive? This led Gin to no longer believe the mercenary was a traitor, and he didn't even think about firing a few finishing shots. This ultimately led to this outcome.

"Negroni!" Gin hadn't realized yet that the mercenary was the traitor, playing a trick on him. These mycelium samples were originally found in Oletus's abandoned laboratory, so it wasn't surprising that the mercenary would use them. He'd been on edge for so long that he'd lost touch with the rat-digging job!

Binga stared in shock at the rising mist that had formed a foggy area. He didn't dare to go forward rashly, so he put on his night vision goggles to see if he could see what was going on inside from the outside. However, the night vision goggles were also a sea of ​​white, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"The concentration of fog is so high, but it doesn't dissipate. What's going on?" Binga looked forward in confusion, but he still had no intention of going forward to check.

After all, there were Gin and the mercenaries inside, people he had no connection with. Would he rush in and die? However, it didn't matter whether he went in or not, because the escape artist's second incense burner had already flown to his feet while he was observing the fog area.

"Eh?" In just a moment of distraction, he was enveloped by the fog area, and this fog area also separated Gin and the mercenary.

In fact, the Escape Master's fog area alone could not keep people trapped inside, but Lame Sheep also arrived at the scene. He quietly covered the fog area with a small cage, which gave the people in the cage the illusion that the fog area was an impenetrable barrier.

Of course, the mercenary was an exception. Although he couldn't escape directly from the lame sheep's cage, he had someone outside. Then, in front of Gin, he used his own saber to cut his own throat, preparing to return to life through the undertaker's possession.

However, an embarrassing scene occurred. Due to the overly strong vitality of the mycelium, the mercenary was unable to chop off his head with one blow despite his strength. Now the mycelium was hanging the mercenary's head around its neck, giving the impression that the mercenary was still connected.

Gin's eyes twitched a few times when he saw this scene. In all his years as a killer, he had never seen anything so absurd. The other party pretended to be dead and then attacked, successfully trapping the two in a cage where they couldn't get out. Then, like a dead man who had completed his mission, he wanted to slit his own throat to leave no evidence, but he didn't die and was still hanging on.

[Embarkantist: ...The coffin has been prepared for you. Hurry.]

[Mercenary: Sorry, it's a bit hard to die here.]

[Joker: Haha ...! I'm

[Deer Head: Is this the vitality of the creatures of the abyss? It's truly astonishing.]

[Fire Investigator: Hey, I have a good idea. Gin's lighter is still on the floor!]

[Puppeteer: I think I know what Florian's idea is...]

[Factory Manager: Hiss...]

[Opera singer: emmmm......]

[Hitter: Stop worrying about it, Naib, just find a way to kill yourself and get out of here! William's already in the kitchen, feasting!]

[Painter: What a niche way of escaping.]

[Lame Sheep: Everyone, hurry up, I seem to be running out of energy.]

[Mercenary: Okay, remember to leave some food for me.]

Afterwards, Gin, who had wanted to take advantage of the mercenary's good show to finish him off, was once again shocked to see the mercenary pick up the lighter he had just thrown away from the ground in a weird posture, and then set it on fire.

Gin: ??? Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?

At the moment the mycelium was burned to ashes, the dark substance gathered together and swallowed up the ashes. Then, in the small kitchen inside the Endless Vehicle, the undertaker looked at the mercenary who walked out of the coffin with a resentful look on his face.

"Sorry it took a little longer. I hope I didn't miss dinner."

At this moment, the forward in the kitchen suddenly raised his head, revealing his greasy mouth: "The roasted pork elbow is really delicious."

"Oh! Why didn't you leave any for me?"

"Don't worry, the next batch will be ready soon." The batter turned the skewers and sprinkled seasoning on them.

The undertaker who witnessed all this sighed softly, took the food prepared for him by the pilot and left the kitchen, and went to rest in a separate small room.