Volume 1 Beginning Chapter 21 A chill on the back of my neck...
The mission objectives this time are quite cautious .
Do you think nothing will happen if you hide in a heavily guarded villa?
What a naive idea.
Nan Ling installed a silencer on the pistol in his hand and held a slender scalpel in his other hand.
The mission goal was to sneak in as quickly as possible without attracting as much attention as possible. So the three of them acted separately and then met at the predetermined location.
It seems that the organization did not want to attract the attention of the police during this period before the main storyline began.
Compared to the later armed helicopters that directly fired at Tokyo Tower...
Nan Ling shook his head.
The boy's slightly slender figure was easily hidden in the deep darkness. A glimmer of silver light flickered with his movements. The sound of blood splashing was covered by the subtle footsteps.
Nan Ling himself prefers to attack the back of the neck.
...Of course it’s not because of the Captain.
The brain stem is a very deadly part of the human body. Generally speaking, if the amount of blood loss is more than 15ml, the mortality rate can reach 80%. Even a heavy blow can cause death, not to mention being stabbed with a knife.
However, such an important part is unprotectedly placed in one of the most vulnerable and obvious places on the human body - the back of the neck.
If he didn't reach out and poke Nan Ling, he would feel like he had wasted something.
He was very efficient, and his body, which was more agile than that of an ordinary person due to the experiment, made his movements as smooth as dancing. The silver-white scalpel was as thin as a wing, and it slid smoothly into the human neck like a hot knife cutting butter.
Nan Ling pushed forward all the way and encountered almost no decent resistance.
So when Shuichi Akai stepped into the final meeting place, he saw Nan Ling standing there quietly, and he didn't know how long she had arrived earlier .
So fast--!
Akai Shuichi was surprised again.
Since this was a stealth operation, Nan Ling no longer wore the troublesome windbreaker.
The black sportswear blended perfectly into the night, and even though he had just been through a massacre, Chat didn't have any blood on his body. His silver-gray eyes were like a pool of stagnant water under his black cap.
In Shuichi Akai's opinion, the lives that had just been taken by Nan Ling were nothing to him.
But it was indeed a pool of stagnant water, because Nan Ling felt very sleepy. He felt that his eyes were about to turn into dead fish eyes.
When will we finish the work?...
Nan Ling thought indifferently.
Gin arrived almost at the same time as Akai Shuichi, and he just nodded coldly as a greeting to Chat, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
Nan Ling waved at him.
Gin was still wearing the same black windbreaker that he always wore, his long silver hair was shining coldly, and the gun in his hand was still emitting a little smoke.
Then the gunshot just now should have been fired by Gin.
Although silencers reduce the sound of gunfire, they are not completely silent. At most, they will not make neighbors think there is a gunfight and call the police.
As for why we could hear gunshots but no one came...
...That's of course because the guards here have been dealt with.
There should be only one living person in the villa besides them, and that is the target himself.
The place where they are now is the study where the target should theoretically be.
But now there is no one.
"Well……"
Nan Ling didn't know why he suddenly had the urge to sigh.
Based on his understanding of the Conan universe, there will probably be a mystery show next.
The missing target is most likely hiding in the secret room here, or has escaped through the secret passage.
After all, the organization's intelligence is generally quite reliable. If they say they didn't see the target coming in or out, then there's a high chance that he's been here all along, just hiding. At least the target must not have come in or out in a normal way.
So under Nan Ling's helpless gaze, Akai Shuichi has very consciously begun to collect clues.
