Detective Conan Light and Darkness

As Cheng already thought, the darkness is not terrible. Although you can’t see the enemy in the dark, the opposite enemy can’t see you either. Someone has done an experiment. Two people who have also undergone strict training have gone through a lot of troubles in the early stage. In this test, both of them were in the dark, one attacked the other, and their night vision ability was almost the same, who would have a chance of winning?The answer is simple, that is, the side with a calmer heart has a chance of winning, instinct?perception?That's all a lie!

Cheng has been pasted on the wall and quietly looking at the man in front of him. The gray leather jacket is even more inconspicuous in the dark, but the brand ICPO (abbreviation for International Criminal Police Organization, which is our country) is hanging on the leather jacket. The often-called International Criminal Police (International Criminal Police) attracted his attention, and he thought strangely in his heart, "Didn't you say he was from the FBI? How could there be International Criminal Police here?"

"Everyone, come over here, we have night vision devices!" A light flashed in the depths of the cellar, and a gunshot sounded, and the man in the gray jacket in front of him heard his companion's greeting, and blurted out, "Yes, I'm coming!" There were also echoes from several other people, and the man in the gray jacket immediately turned around and looked around cautiously, and then slowly approached the area where the light flashed just now. After all, he is not a professional intelligence agent. Therefore, he is very weak in training, and can only be regarded as a police officer with relatively good skills. The greeting just now has exposed everyone's position in the dark, Cheng has adjusted his breathing, and the original faint breathing sound gradually disappeared. No, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, the sound of several people walking could be heard in the tunnel, Cheng already followed the sound of their walking and slowly approached the man in the gray jacket, approaching his back, he even vaguely saw him The sweat pores on the skin, the left hand with the white glove, quietly stretched over the man's left shoulder, and the monomolecular knife in the right hand stretched out

The man in the gray jacket didn't seem to feel that the god of death was waving to him at all, he just ran forward on his own, Cheng already covered his mouth with his left hand wearing a white glove, and the monomolecular knife in his hand came out from him. The back of his neck was pierced into his neck, and the severe pain made the pupils of the man's eyes dilate instantly. Cheng already felt that the man's body was gradually trembling due to the damage from the sharp weapon, and his hand had already stretched out to block it. The left hand that had already been opened was in a tendency, so he drew a gun in his hand and stroked down along the wound on his neck. There was a deep wound where the bone was visible. The monomolecular knife was retracted, and the man's mouth could not utter any words. The sound, the slightly cold air in the cellar poured into his body in an instant, blood flowed all over the ground, but he couldn't make any moans, because the knife just now completely cut his stomach from the trachea of ​​his neck The whole body has been opened a big hole, and the air is no longer able to help him make a sound.

He loosened his hands slightly, and dropped the white gloves on the ground in disgust. The white gloves stained with blood made the feeling of wearing them sticky. With a bend of his body, he walked forward slowly. In the darkness, Cheng's face, which had been hidden behind the mask, was very ferocious. He slowly approached the one in front of him and stopped, as if he appeared in front of the man who had just been killed by him. Everyone outside has already arrived, a faint candlelight shines from the corner, and more than a dozen figures are reflected on the wall opposite Cheng, dragging out a long black shadow, counting silently for a few seconds, the whole person rushed After going out, he quickly pulled the trigger, and the sound of the submachine gun kept coming. In the small space, there was no bunker or place to hide, and people kept falling under the gun...

After a while, the massacre seemed to be over, and I was a little bored to take a breath, a little strange, is this really what these FBIs are capable of?

"Damn... ghost! What... are you..." came the intermittent voice, which attracted Cheng Ji's attention. Looking aside, a foreign man fell to the ground and was hit by four bullets. Luckily, none of the bullets from Cheng Ji's sweep just now hit his vital parts, and Cheng Ji took off the mask on his face. He is not afraid of surveillance devices or the like, because soon there will be Blown to ashes by him with c4, nothing left

"Who I am has nothing to do with you!" Cheng Ji smiled a little, with a mocking look in his eyes, walked up to him and knelt down slowly, "It's really miserable!" Looking at the wound on his body, the blood continued The ground gushes out, like a small fountain, and the stench fills the entire cellar.

"But...evil..." The foreign man uttered two words with some difficulty, and with his trembling hands, he struggled to grab the pistol that fell on the ground, trying to aim at Cheng Ji, who sighed slightly and smiled. "You still want to kill me now that you look like this? Why don't you save your energy and fall down!" The man ignored Cheng Ji's ridicule, but continued to do his useless movements, picked up the gun, and the trembling pistol Pointing at Cheng Ji, the monomolecular knife in Cheng Ji's left hand protruded from the palm of his hand instantly, raised it high, and fell down rapidly, an arm holding a pistol fell down, the man howled in pain, his face twitched continuously

Standing up, the submachine gun in his right hand was pointed at his head, the black muzzle was pointing at the head of the foreign man, "Goodbye! FBI!" Cheng already said coldly, pulling the trigger with his index finger, chug chug, Gunshots rang out continuously, and the man's entire body exploded completely, and it was no longer possible to see that this pile of minced meat and white bone fragments was once a person's head

Looking at the corpses all over the floor, he had no choice but to take out the c4 from his arms and stick it on the surrounding fulcrums. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and then frowned again, "It's really troublesome and their hands!" Looking around disgustedly, the smell of blood is constantly permeating the surroundings, making people feel sick, Cheng already frowned, and carried a few submachine guns around him on his back, his ammunition was not enough from before Yes, I just need to add it once in a while, although the gun and bullets will definitely have these fbi marks, but it doesn't matter, it's fine if you shoot someone and throw it away

Cheng Ji took two steps forward and squatted down, cut off the corpse's hands one by one, put them into the sack he was carrying, and threw dozens of hands into the sack casually, weighed them There is a feeling of being disgusted, but after thinking about the 45 US dollars, he gritted his teeth and persisted with his equipment. It is not that he has no awareness of being a monster. His heart is very cruel, and his blood It's cold, he can do this kind of thing, but he can't repel his disgust for this behavior

After tidying up, he walked out of the cellar, the sky outside gradually dimmed, and there was no one around, Cheng had already placed the last c4 at the entrance of the tunnel, the fbi documents he could find, some identification cards and more than a dozen hands Throw them together in the sack, walk to the back of your car with the sack, take out your car keys from your trousers pocket, open the trunk, and throw it in. Luckily, it fits right in, and suddenly Startled when a certificate fell off, Cheng Ji frowned slightly, not because of the identity of the person on the certificate, but because the certificate was not from the FBI, but from the ICPO, there was no name on the certificate, I am afraid it was not filled in, carefully I looked at all the procedures on the certificates and they are all formal channels!can't help frowning

After thinking about it, I put a blank icpo ID into my pocket, closed the trunk, walked to the driver's seat, inserted the key into the keyhole, started the car, drove forward for a while, and stopped at a street corner store There, he took out the mobile phone in his arms and lightly pressed the eight nine keys

Boom, a huge explosion sounded from the direction behind Cheng Ji!Immediately after billowing thick smoke came out, the passers-by around suddenly stopped and looked towards the direction of the explosion, in the direction of the stronghold that had just been blown up, closed their mobile phones, put them in their personal pockets, started the car again, Driving forward, his destination is the central lake island of the neighborhood park...