Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 505: Decisive Battle (Part 5)

The mercenary waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, we will let them enter the other world (the abyss) smoothly."

Vermouth, who misunderstood, naturally thought that the other party intended to eliminate all the code members. This would be the best for her. She only needed to deal with the FBI who might come to search for her whereabouts.

After a long sigh, Vermouth took out some props for disguise from her backpack. In just two minutes, her whole appearance had changed drastically.

"By the way, I have a tracking device installed by that old guy. Can you help me remove it?"

"Easy to do."

The mercenary controlled the mycelium to take out a small locator from behind Vermouth's ear. Vermouth was surprised to find that there was not even a scratch on her ear. She couldn't help but marvel at the magic of the creatures in the abyss.

"Just in case, don't destroy this locator yet. You should know what to do, right?" The mercenary stuffed the locator into Vermouth's hand.

Vermouth gave a sinister smile: "You don't have to tell me."

Since Oritis has paved the way for her, Vermouth is not a good person either. If there is a chance to stab someone in the back, she will definitely not let it go.

Time passed quickly, and everyone at Oletus Manor was almost ready.

At present, except for the little girl who was asked to stay in the Delos Manor and Crazy Eyes who stayed here and remotely controlled the machinery, almost all the survivors and supervisors were ready to show their skills.

In front of the biological laboratory that had not been attacked before, several survivors and supervisors had surrounded it.

"Kurt, do you see those two big idiots? You on the left, I on the right." The magician squatted in the grass and discussed countermeasures with the adventurer.

The Soul of the Umbrella brothers had other plans. Fan Wujiu directly said, "Wouldn't it be possible to quickly solve the problem by just flying into the crowd with a Level 2 Transmission Parachute? Why do we need so many stealth operations?"

The adventurer lay on the ground and gestured to the two brothers to silence them. "Don't you think this makes the situation more immersive?"

"Are you trying to immerse yourself in writing a novel?" Fan Wujiu expressed frustration, but he thought it was quite fun. After all, sometimes he could drag the survivors into a fight until the end of the game (a single blow) before the gate opened.

"Everyone's an old hand at opening doors, don't worry." The factory manager was quite calm. "With claustrophobia, two kids and three fires, the advantage is mine!"

As soon as the factory director said this, all the supervisors felt as if noodle people were dancing in their heads, and even the Dream Witch was no exception.

"Strange! Could there be some hidden god in this world?" The Dream Witch quickly investigated but found nothing. "Never mind. They're just noodle people. Even if there are gods, they're probably just fun gods like that guy Naya."

(No, no, this is the god of the Second Creation Grass, who ascended to godhood in the minds of all living beings. He is a god with extremely powerful polluting power^_^)

Nightmare on the side said: "Let's finish this quickly. I still have to go back to accompany my little memories."

Everyone looked at Nightmare with contempt. You keep talking about little memories all day long. You are hopeless.

"Kurt, it's time for you to go up, hey." The magician wanted to pat the adventurer on the shoulder, but found that he had disappeared. He was so anxious that he immediately called for support from the supervisor. "Where is he? Quick, quick, one of you guys can listen and find out where this mushroom spirit has gone."

"Isn't he right there?" Xie Bian, with his dynamic vision at full power, pointed at the members of the Black Organization who were on alert for any movement.

A person was slowly growing at the man's feet: "Hey, hello, are you interested in listening to my story?"

"Ahhh, ahhhh!" Obviously the member of the Black Organization had no experience of someone appearing out of nowhere around him. Considering that the distance was too close, he didn't dare to shoot directly.

"Well, you actually rejected me." The adventurer threw an uppercut and knocked the man away. The magician in the distance heard the sound of the man's jaw breaking.

The magician swallowed hard and said, "So, in our group, I'm the weakest?"

Xie Bian patted the magician on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry about it. The people in your group are either athletes or professional killers, and there's also a psychopath. Mr. Roy, it's already very good that you've lasted this long."

The adventurer's sudden attack did take down one of the guards, but the other one came to his senses and shot at the adventurer.

At the critical moment, the factory director threw a puppet doll from the sky, and with a falling knife, he knocked the man several meters away, and calmly wiped his Crispy Shark.

"It seems like we're all using single blades here. This is exhausting." The factory manager scratched his head helplessly. "Even if I keep using the drop blade, it doesn't seem to solve this problem."

At this time, the Soul of the Umbrella brothers were very calm. Xie Bian called his brother to get into the umbrella, ready to use the umbrella to the ground and the second-level ringing bell to make the gathered members of the black organization fall into a state of disarray.

"Think of a way to get them to gather together so that it will be easier for the two of us brothers to use our skills."

The magician chuckled and said, "This is my specialty. Watch out."

The magician ran to the center of the laboratory at an even faster pace and made a gesture to open the show: "Tonight, the great magician Serge Le Roy will be demonstrating his most exquisite escape tricks here!"

"It's a pity that since Mr. Weisz came, your fame doesn't seem to be as great as before." The adventurer joked.

"Speak up!"

The magician's high-profile appearance in front of all the surveillance cameras really made the black organization members who were lying in ambush in secret twitch their lips. They all wondered if the other side had set some trap.

"What a bullshit trap! That guy just arrived here. At most, he set up some tripwires or smoke bombs. With so many of us, why should we be afraid of him?"

"That's right. Let's split up into three groups and shoot at him from three different angles. Let's see how he dodges."

Watching the actions of the Black Organization, Nightmare raised his beak and said, "These guys are really stupid. Although old Servi is out of fashion, as an old man in the manor, he still has some skills."

"Outdated? He's not going to be pushed out by Mr. Weiss, is he? The two of them clearly have different roles." When the Soul of the Umbrella brothers saw the Escape Artist's ability to directly block a single hit, they began to doubt the existence of ghosts. These survivors' abilities were more outrageous than the other. Who was the supervisor?

"Why are there only a few of them? Am I really out of date?" The magician was a little unhappy when he saw the members of the Black Organization attacking him from three different directions. After all, he, the great magician, had enjoyed a period of glory when he first came to the manor, but now his worth was not as good as that of the up-and-coming ones.

Looking at the bullets coming towards him, the magician sneered: "I've really been underestimated. If I can't beat Naib, can I still deal with you?"

The deadly magic was activated, and a clone stood on the spot to help the magician withstand the bullets shot from the darkness. Then, the clone turned into smoke and dissipated.

The Black Organization members were stunned: "What kind of trick is this? Can it dodge bullets?"

"Maybe it's the same type as Kaito Kidd?"

"Why don't you go check the situation? Are we going to let someone we don't know run around the lab?"