Conan: What's wrong with my Yan Shuangying's painting style?

However, Gin's shot missed.

His expression also changed, becoming particularly wonderful.

Because, the moment he pulled the trigger, the figure actually broke through the glass on the high floor and jumped downwards, which caused his sniper shot to miss!

"He's crazy?"

Gin frowned.

He couldn't understand what this urban legend meant by running to a high-rise building. Was he going to commit suicide by jumping off the building?

Vodka said at this moment.

"Pisk is at the door! Boss, should we pull over to meet him?"

...Pisk?

Gin's gaze instantly fell on the entrance of the car company.

There was an expression of uncontrollable joy on Pisk's annoying old face.

At this moment, he was pushing open the door of the car company and running towards the vehicle.

Suddenly, Gin knew what the man in black's purpose was.

boom!

The bullet pierced through Pisk's head from top to bottom in an instant.

The elder of the organization suddenly lay on the ground, motionless.

He finally died only when his brains flowed out of the bullet hole and fell to the ground, but he died with his eyes open.

Even if he died, he didn't know why he died.

I don't know where the bullet that took his life came from.

Gin raised the sniper rifle again, intending to predict the landing point of the man in black and shoot.

But what he didn't expect was that Nara Mitsuru, who shot and killed Pisk in mid-air, pointed the gun directly at the glass diagonally below and then pulled the trigger again.

Suddenly, the window glass below was shattered.

Nara Hikaru was still in free fall at a rapid speed, but he was not panicking.

The moment Gin predicted his landing and shot again.

He transformed into a black robe, flew through the air, and avoided Gin's shooting again.

It flew through the air in a strange semicircle, and then flipped directly into the window with broken glass!

Wow————

The glass shattered completely as Nara Hikaru crashed into it.

He rolled over on the ground and got up. His black coat was slightly torn by the broken glass, but his body was intact, without even a scratch.

Just by looking at the appearance, no one could imagine that this man had just performed such a dangerous act.

"Gin?"

Nara Mitsuru recognized the man in black who had just set up the sniper and tried to shoot him.

Although he had never actually seen Gin, his conspicuous long silver hair revealed Gin's true identity.

Swish————

The eagle claw hook that was originally used to extend and grasp the edge of the windowsill was retracted.

The eagle claw hook shaped like Wolverine's claws followed the chain and returned to Nara Hikaru's cuffs.

If no one saw this scene, no one would have thought that Nara Mitsuru actually had such a terrifying weapon hidden.

The eagle claw hook is a combination of the eagle claw and the tiger claw hook.

Nara Mitsuru once used this pair of eagle claw hooks to kill a man who used two samurai swords and had superb swordsmanship. After that, he rarely used this pair of weapons again.

But now it seems that he needs to go all out and show these guys what...

[Fully equipped Yan Shuangying].

Outside the car company, Gin's face darkened.

He immediately asked Vodka to drive and ignore the dead Pisk.

Swish————

The Porsche 356A immediately roared and disappeared outside the car company.

Gin still couldn't forget what he had just seen.

A pair of claws resembling Wolverine's claws extended from the cuffs of the man in black's arms, and with chains they directly grabbed the edge of the broken glass windowsill, causing him to turn in the air and enter the window!

This is like a superhero from some funny Western superhero comic!

The style of this terrifying man in black with two guns is totally incompatible with this world!

"...It seems that we must kill him in Beika Town as quickly as possible at all costs."

Gin whispered to himself.

He took out his communicator and planned to contact the organization's boss...

Now, he needs some help.

Some things can ensure that Nara Mitsuru can show up, give him a chance to be fully prepared, and then fight this urban legend one-on-one with him, and put an end to this urban legend's helpers!

Chapter 15: What does he want a submachine gun for in an urban legend?

"Are you kidding me? More than 30 people died at once?"

"These people still have calluses on their bodies from frequent firearms practice. There are also a large number of pistols and even two submachine guns with no bullets left... How did this person get killed by a knife?"

At this moment, Shiratori Jinzaburo, an inspector of the third division of the criminal investigation department of the Metropolitan Police Department's First Investigation Division, felt a blackout before his eyes.

This situation is simply unheard of. What does it mean in modern society for a large-scale gun war to break out in which dozens of people die at once?

What does it mean that Kenzo Masuyama, chairman of an automobile company and a famous business tycoon, died in front of his own company?

If this news gets out, not only the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, but the whole of Japan will be shocked!

If this matter is not handled properly, it will definitely be reported on international news. If he had known this, he would not have come here by himself this time, but would have brought Inspector Megure, who had just returned from Owarama, with him.

Shiratori Jinzaburo feels his future is dark.

He was too small and the pot was too big, and he couldn't handle it anymore.

The police officer next to him looked at Shiratori Renzaburo's hopeless look and said with some pity.

"Inspector Shiratori, I have one more thing to report to you regarding this major shooting and murder case..."

Shiratori Renzaburo's face darkened again.

But he did not refuse to listen. After all, the pot was already big enough, so it didn't matter if there was some more unfavorable news.

He had seen all kinds of bizarre things that night, and nothing could surprise him - he sighed and said weakly.

"Tell me what news you have. Just tell me. I can handle it."

"...According to the testimonies of the injured gunmen at the scene, the perpetrator this time is the urban legend of Beika Town... the one who is 'half-human, half-ghost, the best gunslinger.'"

The police officer wiped the sweat from his forehead and then spoke.

"Oh."

Shiratori Renzaburo responded.

This is not surprising. This vicious incident is obviously done by that urban legend, just like the previous major serial murder case on Moon Shadow Island. Who else could do it except this urban legend?

"According to testimony, the urban legend used a submachine gun to attack them..."

The police officer continued.

"Ah."

Shiratori Renzaburo nodded.

Is there any need to report this? This submachine gun is obviously used to shoot these gunmen, and other people may not be able to use it well.

"Then, there were three submachine guns at the scene, and we only found two with empty bullets..."

Shiratori Renzaburo:?

He couldn't stand it any longer.

The new inspector of the Metropolitan Police Department's First Investigation Division's Third Division of Criminal Investigation suddenly perked up.

He was so shocked by this news that was like a bolt from the blue that he stood upright.

"What did you say? That urban legend has a fully loaded submachine gun in his hand?!"

Shiratori Renzaburo said loudly.

"What does he want a submachine gun for in an urban legend?"

...It must be used to kill people, otherwise would they use it to attack us?

The police officer complained in his heart, but remained silent on the outside, as if waiting for Shiratori Renzaburo to give orders.

Seeing the police officer calm and composed, he looked unmoved.

Inspector Shiratori was completely speechless.

If he were given a chance, he would definitely let Inspector Megure handle this incident.

He had finally been promoted from police lieutenant to police captain, and hadn't been in the position for long when he was suddenly forced to leave the system.

"Oh, okay, I get it. Go get the evidence."

Shiratori Renzaburo waved his hand and signaled the police officer next to him to go play somewhere else.

The police officer immediately ran away as if he had been pardoned, and did not intend to talk to Shiratori Renzaburo any more, for fear that this police inspector who was about to be fired just after taking office would take him away with three fires that had not yet been ignited.

Although there is nothing wrong with opening a ramen restaurant, being a police officer still offers more opportunities.

Snap————