At the gate of Sakura Shrine, enforcent teams and guards were on duty.
This ti, Nakajima Misaki had grown smarter—but Zhang Yang never intended to enter through the front door.
Inside Sakura Shrine, there were several exhibition halls, so of which displayed weapons used during warti, as well as records of war history.
As for what they did during the war, not only had the island nation failed to reflect, they even glorified their atrocities in these exhibitions, distorting historical facts.
That’s why netizens around the world had nothing but contempt for this place.
[Shit! This place shouldn’t even exist!]
[They’re worshipping warti maniacs—inhuman beasts! These things should be in hell, not venerated!]
[Here’s sothing you probably don’t know—Sakura Shrine was originally called the "Soul-Summoning Shrine." These bastards!]
[Oh shit! So the island nation has never seriously faced its own war cris?]
[If Kaitō Kid were more than just a master thief—if last night’s palace job had been a decapitation op—it would’ve been glorious!]
Sakura Shrine was widely controversial across the world. Only the island nation continued to deceive itself and ignore the truth.
As night fell, Zhang Yang stepped out of the car wearing his white tux, monocle in place.
"Sakura Shrine."
Through the monocle, Zhang Yang had access to an overhead map of the entire shrine. Every building, every path—he had it all down.
Tonight’s plan was: no plan.
Sakura Shrine deserved no peace and no respect.
So tonight, he would cause complete chaos here. As for Nakajima Misaki and the elite forces stationed on-site, Zhang Yang couldn’t care less.
[Ding!]
[Successfully redeed temporary item: Tear Gas Smoke Bomb!]
[Ding!]
[Successfully redeed temporary item: Super Playing Cards!]
[Ding!]
[Successfully redeed temporary item: Hallucinogenic Smoke Bomb!]
[Ding!]
[Successfully redeed limited-ti skill card: Grand Illusionist!]
Zhang Yang burned through points without hesitation, selecting only high-tier items he’d never used before.
"Sakura Shrine will carry the legend of Kaitō Kid from tonight onward."
He planned to flip this place inside out. Tonight would go down in history.
From the mont the sun set, Nakajima Misaki, the reporters, and even the troops began to tense up.
Viewers in the livestream couldn’t contain their excitent either.
[Finally! It’s dark—Kaitō Kid’s about to show up!]
[God, please let him be prepared. If not, he’s going to be riddled with bullets!]
[If he pulls off another heist at Sakura Shrine, that’ll be it—Japan’s reputation will be in the dirt!]
[First the palace, now the shrine—Kaitō Kid is erasing their dignity one symbol at a ti!]
[Shit! With elite forces, assault rifles, Kaitō Kid making it out alive would already be legendary!]
The island nation had made their intentions very clear: either capture Kaitō Kid alive, or end him.
Kill if they must—just don’t let him escape.
Alive, they’d bring him in. Dead, they’d recover his corpse.
They knew that if Kaitō Kid got away again, they wouldn’t just lose face—they’d beco a global joke.
While the livestream filled with heated discussion, a smoke grenade suddenly dropped from above the shrine gates.
In seconds, the entrance was engulfed in thick smoke.
Everyone sprang into action. Nearby guards, agents, and two patrol squads from the elite forces rushed into the haze at once.
[What the hell? Where did that smoke grenade co from?]
[I know it’s Kaitō Kid, but where is he? How did that smoke grenade land right at the entrance of Sakura Shrine?]
[The show’s about to start, so just sit back and watch. Stop guessing—it’s bad for your health!]
[Oh my god! Did they rush into the smoke thinking Kaitō Kid would be there?]
[Give them all the weapons in the world, they still won’t catch him!]
At that mont, Zhang Yang stood at a distance, watching as a white dove flew away, having just completed its aerial drop.
"Perfect. A flawless delivery."
The massive cloud of smoke wasn’t just for looks—this was a tear gas bomb. The real pain was just beginning.
Soon enough, the guards, agents, and elite troops who’d charged into the fog ca stumbling out, wailing and disoriented.
Everyone was clutching at their eyes, streaming with tears.
"Baka yarō! Water! I need to rinse my eyes!"
"It’s tear gas! Fall back, baka!"
"Tear gas! That’s tear gas!"
Those who had rushed in first ca stumbling out one after another, miserable and blinded, squatting on the ground in agony.
[Hahaha! Kaitō Kid is savage—he used tear gas!]
[No wonder his appearance ca so suddenly. It was bait! These poor suckers rushed in fast!]
[Baka yarō! That cunning Kaitō Kid! Once we catch him, he should be forced to kneel and apologize right here at the shrine!]
[Shit! Even tear gas? Kaitō Kid is way too wild!]
[They’re ard to the teeth, but all it takes is one slip-up and it’s over for him!]
As long as Zhang Yang sowed chaos at the entrance, his goal was achieved.
Then he tossed a rubber dummy capsule into an alley diagonally across from the shrine.
Bang!
The capsule popped open, and a life-sized inflatable dummy stood silently in the alley.
At the entrance to Sakura Shrine, Nakajima Misaki and Itō Chūji arrived just in ti to see guards and agents writhing on the ground. Nakajima Misaki imdiately scanned the surroundings.
But the thick tear gas cloud severely limited visibility. He found nothing.
"Baka! Kaitō Kid has to be nearby!"
Itō Chūji stepped up and spoke seriously. "I’ve already sent two of our ninjas to sweep the area!"
"Nakajima-chōkan, I recomnd setting up periter patrols around the shrine."
This ti, Nakajima Misaki was receptive. He imdiately grabbed the radio and ordered two elite teams to begin patrols around the outer periter of Sakura Shrine.
[Damn, this isn’t a heist operation anymore—it’s counterterrorism!]
[Oh my god! This might really be the most dangerous job Kaitō Kid’s ever pulled off!]
[The ninjas and elite military are all involved—Kaitō Kid might be the most ’high-profile’ thief in history!]
[Law of Conservation of Face: If one man is gaining prestige, soone else is definitely losing it!]
[Hahaha! The legendary Law of Face Conservation!]
Zhang Yang circled to the side of Sakura Shrine. Now that chaos had erupted at the front gate, it was ti to slip in through the cracks.
Inside the shrine grounds, the two elite units had split into over twenty patrol teams, sweeping and securing the area.
Just as Zhang Yang vaulted over the side wall and landed inside, he heard the steady sound of footsteps—one of the patrol squads was approaching fast.
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