Gods and Demons were terrifying monsters that specialized in eating people's hearts and leading them to destruction.
They didn't know when they had been imprisoned in the darkness, and only a few of them had managed to escape and blend into the human race.
Legend had it that only the Watcher could send them back to the Land of Darkness.
Satsuki Itō casually threw a barrier in front of Conan.
Then, she slowly stood up.
The Demon God had already swung out his right arm, which was as sharp as a knife.
It easily created a huge hole in the train.
A gust of wind blew in from the outside.
Satsuki Itō, who was supposed to be the target, stood quietly by the side.
The Divine Demon didn't see how she dodged.
But that was not important.
Just as it was about to swing down again, it noticed that its left chest was on fire.
"Your fire can't send me back to the darkness." The Demon God didn't seem to care too much.
He raised his hand and tried to extinguish the fire.
But for some reason, the more it pounced, the more it burned.
The Fiendgod finally began to panic.
"What kind of fire is this?
This is impossible!! "
"Indeed, I can't send you back to the darkness." Satsuki Itō smirked. She was not a watcher.
The fire on the other side grew bigger.
"But I can erase you from any world."
The Fiendgod immediately cut off half of its body.
Then, the train came out of the hole that had been cut.
He completely ignored the other half of his body that was still moving on the ground.
Satsuki Itō watched him leave. She did not move.
That Fiendgod would not be able to survive.
Conan was a little anxious.
He shouted, "The missing people haven't been found yet."
Are you really going to look for him?
Satsuki Itō smiled helplessly.
She could only catch up to Conan, who had already jumped out of the train.
The ground was covered in the bloodstains that the Fiendgod hadn't been able to clean in time.
Following the trail of blood, the two of them quickly found an old platform that had been abandoned because of the station change.
There were many wax figures of girls standing on the platform.
"Do you still remember the appearance of those missing people?" Satsuki Itō asked Conan.
Of course he remembered.
Conan was stunned.
Then, his eyes suddenly widened.
He found that the wax figures on the platform looked exactly like each of the missing girls.
"This is …" Conan didn't need to ask anything.
Because in the next moment, he felt a very miserable cry enter his ears and mind.
It was coming from the wax figures.
Conan suddenly remembered a case he had heard of before.
It was a cruel case.
In order to create what he called a perfect work of art, a man made wax figures of living people and made all kinds of poses for them.
In the end, he was accidentally killed by the wax figure's bow and arrow.
"They are … living people?" Conan's voice was a little hoarse.
Satsuki Itō did not reply.
Conan realized that she had picked him up.
When they landed on the ground, he looked at the place he had been standing.
His glasses flashed a strong white light.
The monster was hiding nearby.
It could attack them at any time.
"You have the answer you want, right?" Satsuki Itō put him on the ground.
There was a peaceful smile in her eyes.
Conan could only nod his head solemnly.
"Then I won't be polite." Satsuki Itō's voice suddenly became low.
She got up and turned in the direction Conan was facing.
A fire suddenly broke out not far away.
The Demon God quickly appeared in front of them.
The remaining half of its body was also covered in fire.
It kept rolling on the ground, not caring that its blood had stained the ground.
In just a few seconds, the fire engulfed the Demon God.
When the fire disappeared, there was nothing in front of them.
It was as if the Demon God had never appeared.
Even if they knew it was a monster.
Conan still found it hard to accept.
But in the end, he didn't say anything.
The wax figures on the platform were still crying sadly.
They did not get rid of the curse because of the Demon God's death.
The mournful sadness penetrated straight into their hearts.
It was heart-wrenching to hear it.
"Is there no way to save them?" Conan walked to them with a serious expression.
There was still a wax figure on the ground that was affected by the Demon God's attack.
Only her head was broken. She was still crying out in pain.
There was no way to free her.
"There is only one way."
Satsuki Itō, who was about to leave, paused. She looked back at Conan and revealed a wicked smile. "But that's still murder.
A detective. "
In the end, Conan told the police about this.
The police also informed their families.
However, they hid the Demon God and only said that these people were wax figures made by a psychopathic murderer.
When the family members saw these wax figures, several of them fainted on the spot.
They could not accept this fact.
The wax figures were still crying.
Their cries mingled together.
No one knew what would happen to these wax figures in the future.
At least they were home now.
When the last family member left.
Officer Takagi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
On the way out of the abandoned platform, he inadvertently mentioned to Conan that he would contact Investigator Judy later.
Officer Takagi did not say why. Conan was worried about Satsuki Itō's presence, so he did not ask further.
He only called Teacher Judy secretly after the incident.
It was not very convenient to talk on the phone.
He didn't know when it would be monitored.
It just so happened that Teacher Judy was nearby. They made an appointment at an intersection only one stop away from here.
The file of Akai's death was pulled out.
It was not a formal procedure.
After Officer Mugo discovered this, he asked Officer Takagi to ask the relevant personnel to see if they had any clues.
The matter of Mr. Akai's fake death could not be concealed.
Conan and Judy came to the same conclusion.
"Teacher Judy." Conan thought for a long time.
When the car turned a corner, he suddenly raised his head and said, "I'm sorry.
"Don't go to Mr. Subaru.
And you should be careful. "
He suspected … Conan's glasses reflected white light again.
They had to be prepared.
When Conan's voice just fell, Teacher Judy saw through the rearview mirror that the cars behind them were a bit strange.
Their training was too good, and they blocked the road behind them.
Conan was a little nervous.
The target of the black organization was indeed Teacher Judy.
In the case of not finding Mr. Akai, they could only start with the FBI who was familiar with him.
The cars on both sides behind them began to accelerate.
They were getting closer and closer to each other.
If this continues and these people overtake them, they will have no place to escape.
The last time the FBI encountered such a situation, Akai Shuichi was there.
But now he was in Kudo House and did not know what happened here.
Conan and the others had to find a way by themselves.
Conan opened the door, climbed to the top of the car, and pressed the button on his waist.
A soccer ball gradually formed on his belt.
No.
It's not just a football.
When Conan pushed the ball out, it was big enough to occupy the entire spacious road.
The cars behind them hurriedly stopped, and as a result, they crashed into it.
Those cars couldn't catch up for a while.
Conan, who was temporarily out of danger, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The black organization's people have been dispatched.
They have to be more careful next.
After confirming that no one would follow them, Judy went to Kudo House.
Subaru narrowed his eyes and thought for a long time, and finally he proposed that everyone in the FBI should not go out in the near future.
They had no useful information now, and only some peripheral personnel could send back information about their organization.
Even Gin sent so many people to kidnap them this time, they didn't know.
Such a situation was undoubtedly unfavorable for the FBI, and even dangerous.
Satsuki Itō only knew about this operation after that.
At that time, Gin's expression was gloomy.
He didn't think that the FBI could escape from his men.
And in the absence of Akai Shuichi.
In the speeding car, none of Gin's men saw what was going on.
They only knew that a huge football suddenly appeared in front of them.
And it blocked their path.
The little detective took a risk this time.
Satsuki Itō only smiled slightly after hearing this.
She sighed without much emotion.
"Seems like they have an impressive person helping them."
To be able to create such a huge and sturdy football in such a short period of time.
Even the people from MI6 wouldn't be able to do this.
It's easy to expose your identity like this!
Little detective.
"Hmph." Gin snorted coldly.
He expressed his dissatisfaction with Qingjiu's attitude.
Then he said, "I want to see how long they can escape."
She wanted to see it too!
As for this main member of the Red Team, Ito Shuizuki said that she didn't have much feelings about him.
Whether he lived or died had nothing to do with her.
But even if he was forced out, at most, he would lose a fake identity.
Akai Shuichi was really going against Gin.
He wouldn't lose.
This was Satsuki Itō's judgment.
"Don't tell Bourbon about this." Gin suddenly thought of something and said this.
Satsuki Itō paused for a moment. She wanted to laugh, but she held it in.
Then she nodded.
You don't want me to tell him about this.
She would definitely tell Bourbon every single word.
After Gin said this, he couldn't help but frown, as though he felt that something was amiss.
But he didn't say anything else and left.
Qingjiu's suspicious expression annoyed him.