I'm in Conan, I'm not a gangster

Chapter 410 This thing is way more exciting than mystery! (1st update)
"Suppressive firepower? I know that!"

"Control the pace, three shots in a row."

"Is it about beating the enemy so badly they can't even raise their heads, making them unable to pose a threat?"

"........."

Upon hearing the term "firepower suppression," Heiji immediately recited some of the basic knowledge he had learned.

Upon hearing this, Shiraishi E shook her head repeatedly and said, "No, the theory you've learned is too outdated."

"Outdated?" Heiji was taken aback when he heard this. Wasn't this theory universally applicable?

How come it's outdated in his eyes?
Shiraishi E's lips curled into a playful smile as she said, "The so-called firepower suppression is to use overwhelming firepower to kill the enemy! If you don't kill them, it means that this is an unsuccessful tactic."

"Is...is that so?" Heiji couldn't help but look at Shiraishi E with a questioning gaze, feeling that the other party was talking nonsense.

However, given their demonstrated strength, they are certainly quite authoritative in this area.

For a moment, he couldn't help but wonder if the kid was just fooling him.

"Why would I lie to you?" Shiraishi E chuckled and said, "Of course, to use a move, you need a matching weapon!"

"Otherwise, using a pistol or submachine gun for fire suppression would be a joke!"

As he spoke, he reached into the travel bag and pulled out a dark metal object.

When the full view of the Gatling six-barreled machine gun was revealed to Heiji, the Osaka boy's eyes widened and his mouth opened uncontrollably, big enough to fit an egg!
"See that? Without this thing, don't talk about suppressing fire!" Shiraishi E lifted the 30-kilogram weapon with one hand, as easily as if she were holding a toy gun.

Heiji's jaw nearly dropped to the floor: "Are you kidding me! You... how do you have something like this?"

"It wasn't me who had it; Vermouth put it inside." Shiraishi E shifted the blame onto Vermouth without a second thought, saying, "I originally intended to use it as a trump card."

"But since you've asked so sincerely, I can't keep it from you anymore."

"This...this thing is only available to the military? How did she get it?" Heiji's voice trailed off after he said this.

His attitude completely changed, and he said very respectfully, "Shiraishi, please teach me!"

Guns represent power, and no man can resist power!

Heiji is no exception!

He looked at the Gatling gun with great envy, and the image of the governor wielding it and wreaking havoc involuntarily flashed through his mind.

Just thinking about it made him tremble with excitement!
Shiraishi E could tell from Heiji's expression that he loved Gatling guns.

"Don't worry, I'll teach you." He said, quickly disassembling the weapon to show its internal structure: "Look carefully, the power supply battery is here, and the ammunition belt should be installed like this."

"When using it, you don't need to aim deliberately. Just sweep in wherever the enemy is."

"The most important thing is that you have to keep pressing the trigger and not let go, understand?"

Heiji listened to Shiraishi E's lesson, completely bewildered.

He couldn't help but say, "Wait, you're holding the trigger... Are you sure you're not kidding me?"

As he spoke, he gestured to his wounded arm and shoulder, indicating that he was still injured!
Shiraishi E looked at Heiji with disdain and said, "What? You're done for after taking two bullets? Call yourself an Osaka native, what a pretentious person!!"

Heiji couldn't stand these words.
You can say his reasoning is bad, but you absolutely cannot say he's pretentious!!

"Who's being dramatic? I have to show you the passion and courage of Osaka men!!" Heiji roared in anger, immediately putting away his pistol and taking the Gatling gun with both hands.

"Anyone can talk, but we'll see how you perform later!" After successfully provoking Heiji, Shiraishi E loaded the ammunition belt for him.

The user experience of using a Gatling gun might not be very good; you can enjoy the gun for five or six seconds before having to stop and reload.

This is like just getting into the zone and then it's all over!
It's simply not worth it.
Thinking of this, Shiraishi E took out her phone again and looked at it, saying, "Hmm? Wait, Vermouth messaged me again... Oh? There's a surprise here too?"

As he spoke, ignoring Heiji's surprised look, he took out another travel bag from under the altar.

"How come there are still some?" Heiji said in utter astonishment.

"I don't know. Vermouth has always been a mysterious woman. I don't know how she knew we would come here." Shiraishi continued to shift the blame onto Vermouth.

He opened the travel bag in front of Heiji. "What?!" Heiji was shocked when he saw what was inside the bag: "Two Gatling guns? Where did that woman get so much stuff?"

“I don’t know, and don’t ask.” Shiraishi Ei said, taking out a Gatling gun and loading it with a belt of ammunition. “These things have nothing to do with her… understand? The situation inside the organization is very complicated!”

"Yes, I know." Heiji was a smart man. If the other party didn't want to admit it, even if he asked, he would probably get a "I don't know" answer.

Suddenly, the sound of shoes splashing in puddles mingled with the sound of rain outside the shrine.

Upon hearing this, Shiraishi E reminded them, "They're here. This time there are more of them than last time. Judging from their footsteps, there are at least sixteen of them!"

Heiji's hearing wasn't very good, but he chose to look out through the crack in the lattice window.

More than a dozen men in black, armed with submachine guns, approached in tactical formation.

They took turns providing cover, their movements clean and efficient, clearly demonstrating that they were highly trained elites.

Heiji's earlier ambition vanished instantly. His Adam's apple bobbed, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead: "Damn it!! These people are different from the weaklings we just saw! They've clearly been trained!"

"Scared?" Shiraishi E scoffed, continuing to provoke, "If you're scared, then put down the Gatling gun and stay quietly to the side. Let me handle it!"

"Who said I'm scared? I'm just stating the facts objectively!" Heiji forced a cold laugh, but his slightly trembling hands betrayed him.

“Alright, please begin your performance.” Shiraishi E smiled and made a gesture indicating that she should begin her performance.

"Shouldn't we wait until they get a little closer? That way, the hit rate will be higher," Heiji said hesitantly.

“If you get any closer, they can still hit you,” Shiraishi E said irritably. “3 o’clock, behind the pillar!”

Seeing this, Heiji stopped talking nonsense.

After all, when it comes to gunfights, the other side is clearly much more professional than me.

Just follow their instructions!
With that thought in mind, he gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger.

"Buzz—" With the buzzing sound of the motor starting up, the six gun barrels began to rotate, followed by a deafening roar!

Da da da da da!!!
The wooden shrine walls were torn apart like paper, and the assassins hiding behind them were riddled with bullets before they could even react.

Heiji stared wide-eyed at the network of fire he had created, both shocked and excited.

"Left corridor!" Shiraishi E's voice remained clear amidst the gunfire.

Without hesitation, Heiji turned his gun around, and bullets swept past like a storm of metal.

An assassin attempting to flank the attacker was instantly riddled with holes as soon as he peeked out.

"Watch the number of bullets." Shiraishi leaned against the pillar, looking as relaxed as if she were watching a play.

Heiji, caught up in the excitement, even started firing to suppress the enemy, exclaiming excitedly, "This is so much fun! This is way more exciting than deduction!"

Suddenly, a grenade was thrown in through the window. Shiraishi E reacted quickly, kicking it back into the yard.

Amidst the deafening explosion, he shook his head helplessly: "Focus, detective."

"Sorry, sorry!! I got too excited." While apologizing, Heiji used a Gatling gun to knock down an assassin, leaving him in a pool of blood.

At this point, the gun barrel was already red-hot and making a clicking sound.

Out of bullets.

Heiji, panting heavily, put down his weapon and noticed that his arm was trembling slightly from the recoil, and the gunshot wound had reopened and started bleeding again.

"Don't stop, keep shooting!" Shiraishi E kindly handed over another Gatling gun.

"No problem!!" Heiji was in a state of high excitement, forgetting all pain and fatigue.

After taking the Gatling gun, he continued firing outwards!

He didn't hesitate to sweep through any place where people could hide, riddling both people and cover with bullets!

(End of this chapter)