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The surroundings fell silent, with only the sirens of fire trucks and police cars echoing intermittently from downstairs.
Everyone on this floor of the building stood dumbfounded, staring in shock at the scene before them.
Fujiwara Tetsu held his right hand high, the claw knife in it piercing through the 'Fei Hou' leader's chin, like a hero from myth who had vanquished a powerful monster, fully displaying that heroic bearing.
The 'Fei Hou' leader's tongue, teeth, and chin were shattered. His chest was covered in deep, bone-visible knife wounds, almost tearing him apart.
Such a scene, even in a movie, would be enough to make one's heart pound and feel nauseated with horror, let alone witnessing it for real.
But at this moment, whether it was the Yukinoshita sisters or the other innocent civilians present, none felt any revulsion. Instead, an inexplicable sense of security arose, coupled with lingering fear.
Yukinoshita Haruno's and her sister Yukino's hearts pounded wildly, like young girls in love seeing their crush, unable to control their thoughts, their eyes filled with extraordinary brilliance.
Gazing at that tall figure before them, which brought them limitless security, the sisters even felt an impulse to cry.
"Boss!"
Seeing their boss dead, the other 'Fei Hou' were stunned in place.
They knew the boss's strength best. He was a formidable figure capable of fighting dozens of underworld figures with just the knives in his hands and ultimately emerging victorious.
In their lives, they had never met anyone stronger than the boss. He was renowned in the underground forces of Luzon, known by almost everyone.
It was precisely because of this that they were hired by the Gokudo yakuza organization from Neon to come here and help them seize territory.
They had thought this was a simple mission: kill a powerless little girl, receive a reward in the hundreds of millions of yen, leave Neon, and go somewhere else to drink and have fun.
The most difficult part of the mission was merely avoiding capture by the Neon police.
But who could have imagined that such a simple rookie mission would encounter such a terrifying big Boss right at the elimination stage!
Several 'Fei Hou' glanced at each other, all seeing the terror in their comrades' eyes.
But at this moment, they gritted their teeth, their faces fierce as they charged towards Fujiwara Tetsu. "For the boss, get revenge!"
It wasn't that they were particularly loyal. It was just that their boss was dead, there was such a strong enemy before them, and police were downstairs—they basically had no hope of escape.
The only thing they could do now was try to kill this person, then deal with the mission target before attempting to flee.
Earlier, Fujiwara Tetsu had killed one 'Fei Hou' with a single claw strike. Now, the 'Fei Hou' boss was also dead, completely cutting off their escape route.
Seven 'Fei Hou' lunged from all directions. Yukino, hiding behind Fujiwara Tetsu, couldn't help but cry out, "Fujiwara-senpai, be careful!"
Fujiwara Tetsu's mind was set. He swept his gaze casually over them. These 'Fei Hou' moved quickly, but to ordinary people. In Fujiwara Tetsu's eyes, their movements and stances were full of openings.
'No more experts.' He made an instant judgment. His right hand, still holding the claw knife and the corpse of the 'Fei Hou' boss, flung them both aside, assuming a Johto-style karate stance.
Front Kick!
Fujiwara Tetsu kicked out, his speed like lightning, like galloping thunder. With one kick, he sent a 'Fei Hou' charging straight at him flying, crashing into a wall and falling unconscious.
Immediately, he spun around and kicked again.
Roundhouse Kick!
This kick was equally powerful. These 'Fei Hou' were like children compared to him. This kick struck squarely in the face. The hit 'Fei Hou's' features were instantly crushed, his face beyond recognition.
The remaining five claw knives slashed towards Fujiwara Tetsu. Facing this dangerous situation, he didn't retreat but advanced, ducking his head sideways or parrying high and low, blocking all five attackers' claw knives.
Taking advantage of the moment the five were stalled, Fujiwara Tetsu lunged forward. The tip of his foot struck one person's liver area. With a sickening crunch, the man's liver ruptured, and he instantly fell silent.
Another move, Thrust Kick!
A high kick knocked away a claw knife, while simultaneously his left and right fists struck out, landing five consecutive punches in an instant, shattering the ribs of the person before him, who collapsed limply to the ground.
Observe the Sky Stance!⁷
His left hand clamped the opponent's wrist, right hand swung a punch, while his right leg simultaneously kicked up. Lifting the opponent off balance, his fist struck forcefully, shattering the opponent's sternum!
Following closely was another move from Half-Moon and Pearl Hand, finishing off the remaining 'Fei Hou'.
In just the blink of an eye, the 'Fei Hou' who had previously displayed their might and injured many people were all felled to the ground.
Some died instantly from respiratory failure, while others screamed in pain from severe injuries, barely managing to cling to life.
Unlike when sparring with fellow students at the university karate club—those were classmates after all, so Fujiwara Tetsu always held back and didn't strike directly.
But against these violent elements, there was absolutely no need to show mercy. Fujiwara Tetsu's every move was aimed to maim or kill.
Coupled with his superhuman physical constitution and strength, no one could withstand his punch, no one could take his kick.
The reason a few were only severely injured and not killed was that Fujiwara Tetsu left them for the Neon police. Otherwise, if there wasn't a single survivor, the police wouldn't even have anyone to interrogate.
Anyway, these people were thoroughly disabled. They would spend the rest of their lives bedridden, posing no further threat.
The air became quiet again. After a few seconds, someone tentatively started clapping forcefully for Fujiwara Tetsu, and the survivors loudly cheered.
Amidst the cheering, some looked at the bodies of those killed or severely injured by the 'Fei Hou' lying on the ground and couldn't help but weep sadly.
For a time, the entire floor was filled with a mixture of laughter and crying, everyone celebrating the joy of surviving a disaster.
"Fujiwara-kun, are you alright!?" Haruno rushed forward quickly, her eyes tearing up as she saw the claw knife still embedded in Fujiwara Tetsu's left forearm—where he had taken the blow for her.
Her expression was complicated. Just moments ago, Fujiwara Tetsu had carried the aura of a life-taking violent criminal, yet he had saved her. She feared this would cause some irreparable harm to Fujiwara Tetsu.
Yukino was stunned for a moment before reacting. She also ran to her sister and Fujiwara Tetsu's side, looking worriedly and nervously at Tetsu, fidgeting, unsure what to say.
At this moment, she felt extremely frustrated by her own immaturity, blaming herself for being unable to speak properly.
Compared to her older sister, Yukino's heart was more fragile. Her eyes were filled with tears, soot from the fire smudged her pale face, mixing with tears, making her look like a little stray cat.
"Hospital... Hospital, Fujiwara-senpai should be sent to the hospital now."
Yukino wanted to support Fujiwara Tetsu's arm but didn't dare touch it, afraid of accidentally hitting the wound.
Fujiwara Tetsu lifted his left arm. He glanced at the claw knife in his forearm and said nonchalantly, "It's fine, just a minor injury."
Having gone through CIA's training, he wasn't unfamiliar with knife and gunshot wounds. Besides, this wasn't some internal injury. To Fujiwara Tetsu, it was practically just a scratch.
Furthermore, since his Goldfinger upgraded, Fujiwara Tetsu's physical constitution began to surpass human limits. His body's self-healing ability had been greatly enhanced compared to the past.
Saying this, Fujiwara Tetsu directly gripped the handle of the claw knife.
Seeing this, Haruno quickly said, "Fujiwara-kun, don't move! It's best to let a doctor handle it!"
But at this moment, Fujiwara Tetsu had already pulled the claw knife straight out of his forearm.
Yukinoshita Yukino let out an "Ah," subconsciously covered her eyes, unable to bear watching the bloody scene.
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But then she thought, Will acting so timid make Fujiwara Tetsu misunderstand something? Enduring her fear, she peeked through the gaps between her fingers.
However, unlike what Yukino imagined, Fujiwara Tetsu's forearm didn't spurt blood; even the amount flowing out wasn't much.
It could only be said she hadn't seen enough of the world yet. Generally, only hitting an artery causes blood to spurt under pressure. A normal injury wouldn't cause that kind of scene.
The massive enhancement of his superhuman physique also brought Fujiwara Tetsu some incredible abilities.
For example, he could control every muscle in his body. Previously, he had used muscle control to clamp the blade, preventing that 'Fei Hou' from pulling it out.
Now, he controlled his muscles again, stopping the bleeding. Even without Fujiwara Tetsu consciously thinking about it, platelets massively proliferated, quickly patching the wound, causing it to stop bleeding.
"Fujiwara-kun, you... you still shouldn't move around! Wait until you go to the hospital for disinfection and stitches." Fujiwara Tetsu's actions startled Haruno greatly. She knew some first aid, but lacked tools at the moment and couldn't do anything.
But Fujiwara Tetsu's actions, in the eyes of the Yukinoshita sisters, simply radiated overwhelming masculinity.
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The excited cheers passed, and sorrowful emotions brewed in the building.
Some knelt on the ground, hugging the bodies of their friends or loved ones, wailing loudly. Some frantically made phone calls, shouting for doctors to come rescue them.
Some sat in corners, taking selfies with their phones to report their safety, while others tried hard to maintain composure, quickly starting to arrange funeral matters.
The myriad states of human life, not all the same.
Conan looked grimly at the corpses and the severely injured crowd on the ground.
A detective? What use is a detective at a time like this?
The reason detectives can point out culprits, and culprits feel fear, is because the machinery of violence—that is, the police apparatus—is still functioning.
Criminals aren't afraid of detectives; they fear the nation's laws, the judgment of the court, and the handcuffs of the police.
But when faced with true violent criminals who disregard the law and don't care about the machinery of violence, so-called evidence becomes utterly laughable.
'This guy... he really is absurdly strong.' Conan looked at the defeated assailants on the ground, then glanced at Fujiwara Tetsu again, unable to help but think.
'Whether he's a member of the Black Organization or not, right now, he is a hero. He saved so many lives.'
'But I still need to investigate him. This guy is too mysterious. If he is from the Black Organization, then that's even more terrifying.'
Conan hadn't dismissed the possibility that Fujiwara Tetsu might be part of some official agency.
But if he's a government official, why does he still need to attend school? Are government officials this idle?
Such a formidable government official should be assigned missions and running around everywhere.
Therefore, Conan still suspected Fujiwara Tetsu was a member of a shadow organization in disguise!
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"Quick, quick, the fire's out! Let's go up quickly!"
Inspector Megure¹¹ led a group of police officers, waiting anxiously below the burning building for the fire upstairs to be extinguished.
During the wait, he had received news from above that ruthless criminals were running rampant on the upper floors, causing heavy casualties.
However, although Inspector Megure was anxious, he was helpless against the fire and could only wait urgently.
Finally, after the firefighters extinguished the fire, these police officers, wearing insulation blankets, rushed up anxiously.
As soon as they reached the upper floor, Inspector Megure and the other officers saw the corpses lying on the ground and those severely injured.
Although they had seen it on video before, seeing it in person still made their hands and feet turn cold.