My lover is this organization

"I believe he can do it, provided he is willing to do whatever it takes to achieve this goal, no matter how many people die or who dies!"

Qin Wuque's voice was not loud, but it was sonorous and powerful enough to make Conan deaf.

Yes, he can do it. As long as he uses the identity of Kudo Shinichi, many people will be willing to run around for him in the middle of the night for no reason.

But doing so would be tantamount to him ruthlessly putting those who were willing to run around for him for no reason in the middle of the night in danger of death.

Can Kudo do such a thing?

Of course not.

only……

Conan's heart trembled, and he was about to raise his head to say something, but Qin Wuque was no longer looking at him.

The Godfather of Los Santos, wearing a black windbreaker from the executive department, pulled out the divine sword from the ground. He strode into the hangar in front of more than a dozen guns, with a mocking arc on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were as cold as sharp ice, sweeping across the faces of everyone present.

"In fact, I consider myself a pretty hospitable person. If you come to Japan for tourism or to do business with me, I will welcome you all. But the fact is that you have completely ignored me. Not only are you blatantly doing your own business on my territory, but you are also bringing so many of your men with you. Do you think you are so humorous?"

"It's like you walked into a gun store, not only did you not make any purchases, but you also called the owner of the tobacco shop next door and bought a pack of cigarettes from him in front of the owner of the gun store. You didn't even plan to say anything after the purchase and just walked away... What did I do to make you disrespect me so much? Huh?"

Qin Wuque raised the black suitcase in his hand, and his tone did not admit of refusal.

"It's confiscated. Everyone, please leave."

"This……"

This time Luciano did not dare to use nonsense like "Japan is not your territory" to make excuses. The fat on his face was jumping up and down as his muscles twitched.

He realized with horror that his intelligence work might not be so perfect, or even quite backward.

And all this stems from his self-confidence.

Come to think of it, his apparent identity is just an ordinary Italian investor who brought his celebrities to Japan for a tour. How could a legitimate investor have any bad intentions?

Logically speaking, no one would pay attention to it, and no one would care, and based on past experience, this is indeed the case.

But this time, Qin Wuque happened to run into him.

Aaron Smith had been silent since the incident. He calmly observed the situation at the scene and quickly understood most of the reasons.

His reaction was also extremely quick, and he immediately made a choice after thinking for a moment.

He asked his men to keep their guns raised, and he personally walked around to the rear of the car, opened the trunk, and took out a heavy, large password box.

This was his second-hand preparation. Aaron Smith had prepared for the worst when he used Fujiko Mine to force Lupin to steal the Cherry Sapphire for him.

He prepared enough cash in advance, thinking that even if Lupin failed, he could use the money as a bargaining chip in the negotiation.

But I didn't expect that he would hit the jackpot by accident under such circumstances.

Aaron Smith pushed the password box in front of Qin Wuque and bowed politely.

"I'm very sorry. We didn't know before that Mr. Luciano didn't reach an agreement with you, so now we hope to use this money as compensation in exchange for the Vesbania ore in your hands. Please believe in my sincerity. We really need this ore."

"You are a dishonest fellow!"

Seeing that the money that originally belonged to him was about to fall into the hands of others, Luciano's blood pressure soared and he was furious.

On the contrary, Qin Wuque acted quite nonchalant. He just glanced at the heavy safe and then looked away.

"Money? I don't need it, but since you took it out yourself, just keep it. You can go back. That's it~"

"That's it..."

Aaron Smith remained expressionless after receiving a rejection, and just sighed softly.

He answered the tiny radio in his ear and whispered in a voice that only he and the person also wearing the radio could hear.

"Do you hear me? It's okay. Go ahead and clear all the blockers on the tarmac."

As soon as the words fell, at the same time, on the pitch-black runway dozens of meters away from the hangar door, the rear cabin door of a huge Titan transport plane opened and fell without warning, like a giant beast lurking in the darkness, opening its huge mouth and revealing its ferocious fangs.

Two military armored vehicles equipped with machine gun turrets drove down from above. The brutal large-caliber machine gun barrels had a unique artistic atmosphere under the bright moonlight.

Qin Wuque picked up the Divine Sword, glanced back, and sneered with a slight disdain.

The next moment, he disappeared out of thin air and appeared several dozen meters away again.

There was no process in between, as if it was brushed away out of thin air.

By the time everyone reacted, Qin Wuque was already sitting in the passenger seat of the armored vehicle with his legs crossed and a calm look on his face.

The blood-stained divine sword in his hand pierced the driver's throat horizontally, and the bodyguard who was controlling the machine gun turret on the roof had lost his head. The smooth cut on his neck was gushing out a large amount of thick, fishy and hot blood like a fountain!

"My Lord, times have changed again."

The Godfather of Los Santos openly scoffed.

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Oh my god, I got so excited about writing that usually one chapter is around 2000, but this chapter is going to be around .

Although I don't have high expectations, I still want to ask... Can I write 1300+ for the second update? (Expecting face)

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Chapter 352 Okay, then you shoot

There were two military armored vehicles in total, and Qin Wuque destroyed one of them after just one encounter.

The distance between them is more than dozens of meters. Is this still a human?

Realizing that his companions in the other armored vehicle were under attack, the bodyguard in the surviving armored vehicle did not immediately launch an attack on Qin Wuque's position. Instead, he chose to continue to follow his superior's orders and aimed the machine gun at the hangar door.

And then—pull the trigger hard!

Such behavior is more like that of a well-trained soldier who obeys orders and follows commands rather than a private bodyguard who works for money.

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!

Unlike the DNA-touching sound when a Russian operator in the Rainbow Team, who was dubbed a hostage killer, fired shotgun charges, the muzzle of the machine gun turret spewed flames at a very fast speed, and the sound of each bullet fired was like a sledgehammer hitting the heart with all its strength, shaking even the soul.

The metallic torrent composed of large-caliber machine gun bullets tore through the deep twilight in the blink of an eye, carrying a heavy breath of death through the hangar door.

Conan and Lupin reacted the moment the armored vehicle drove out of the transport plane's cabin. They rushed towards the nearest shelter the moment the torrent of bullets hit them.

Conan hid inside the hangar door, while Lupin squatted in front of the front of his Alfa Romeo, holding the black suitcase containing Vespania ore tightly against his chest.

It’s not that his hand speed was so fast that it was faster than Qin Wuque’s time zero. He was able to snatch the box of ore with exquisite skills in less than one thousandth of a second when the latter turned over and rushed towards the armored vehicle.

However, Qin Wuque felt it was troublesome to carry the box while chopping people, so he just threw it to Lupin.

But there is no doubt that with the sturdiness of this Alfa Romeo, it is almost like a piece of cream cake in front of the large-caliber and high-powered machine gun, and it can be instantly shattered with just a little force.

The metal torrent swept across, and was about to touch the car body that seemed fragile and shattered at any touch. At the critical moment, a familiar figure suddenly jumped out from the trunk of the car, and the iron sword in his hand was unsheathed in mid-air, drawing a nearly perfect circle.

It was obvious that the man swung the Zantetsu sword so round not just to look cool. He fell from the air, knelt on one knee to block the car, and the speed of the sharp blade in his hand when he landed was comparable to that of a helicopter propeller, like a round shield, making a sound of cutting the air while deflecting all the bullets flying from the front.

"Secret Sword: Tornado Rebellion!" Ishikawa Goemon shouted.

However, he obviously couldn't cut each bullet in half as accurately as Qin Wuque and fly the bullet heads that were evenly divided into two parts to other places. He could only rely on the extremely fast speed of swinging the knife to deflect the bullets attacking from the front with the blade.

As for the angle at which it bounces out, that is not something he can control...

Sparks flew and stray bullets flew everywhere, and the entire hangar was like a rain of knives. Everyone hurriedly lay down and sought safe shelter, but many people were still shot and fell to the ground in the hail of bullets.

For a moment, there was not even a safe area in the huge hangar.

"Goemon~ the danger level has doubled!"

Lupin used the car as a cover and hid his head. He could actually laugh in this situation.

After blocking all the bullets, Ishikawa Goemon stopped swinging his sword. He sheathed the sword and closed his eyes as if reflecting.

"Not mature enough." He whispered.

"Don't reflect on this at a time like this!"

Lupin poked his head out from behind the car and took a look before complaining.

Sure enough, no more bullets came.

On top of the armored vehicle that was still moving forward due to inertia, Qin Wuque was standing on a machine gun. Next to his feet was the body of a bodyguard with his neck strangely bent at 90 degrees. His upper body was lying there weakly, and his ten fingers were still in the posture of holding the handle of the machine gun.

The divine sword stabbed into the windshield, penetrating the bulletproof layer with ease. The dark red blood that sprayed onto the glass from the driver's seat inside the car exploded in all directions with the position where the sword stabbed into the windshield as the center. The amount of bleeding was enormous.

Qin Wuque casually pulled the scarlet-stained divine sword from the windshield, jumped down from the roof of the car, swung the sword in the air, and the thick blood plasma accumulated on the blade immediately followed the centrifugal force and sprinkled along the arc drawn by the blade, splashing on the concrete ground like a splash-ink landscape painting.

But this is far from the end.

With the destruction of the two armored vehicles, more soldiers wearing tactical bulletproof vests, night vision goggles and armed with live ammunition rushed out from the shadows on both sides of the hangar.

Unlike the previous bodyguards, they were no longer equipped with semi-automatic pistols, but automatic rifles that could fire continuously. They raised their guns and aimed at the man who had just destroyed two armored vehicles in an instant and was now slowly walking towards them.

That’s right, not bodyguards, but real soldiers.

However, judging from the frequency of their gun muzzles moving slightly per second, they do not seem to have much trust and sense of security in the guns in their hands.

"Ha, as expected... just as I thought, I'm not going to act anymore?" Qin Wuque muttered in a voice that only he could hear.

He casually twirled the knife around his wrist, then held the handle with his backhand and was about to throw it, intending to randomly kill a lucky spectator, but the group of soldiers with guns surrounding the hangar began to behave abnormally one after another at this moment.

If I had to describe it, it was like someone stuffed a scorpion in your crotch. You would make strange poses one after another, and then fall to the ground twitching.

Of course, it is impossible that someone really stuffed a scorpion into his body, but it is not like being shot. To be precise, it is a bit like being suddenly electrocuted.

"As expected of this Dimension, your marksmanship has improved again. This time I didn't even hear the sound of a gunshot!" Lupin cheered loudly.

Then the expression on his face changed and he looked helpless.

"As much as I want to say that, it's impossible."

"Nonsense, of course it's not me! No matter how powerful I am, I can't eliminate the sound of gunfire!" Daisuke Jigen, who was hiding in the corner of the hangar's storage box, was also slightly startled.

"I think so..." Lupin said in a frustrated tone, "Then who could it be?"

Click.

Along with the sound of a revolver being loaded, a cold touch touched the back of Lupin's head.

At the same time, the rhythmic voice of a female FBI investigator sounded from behind.

"Freeze! I got u Lupin~"

"Huhu - I didn't expect you to actually call your FBI tools over here."

Qin Wuque staggered back to the hangar door with the knife on his shoulder. He glanced at a former beautiful English teacher at Teidan High School who was pointing a miniature revolver at the back of Lupin's head and snorted.

Hearing the familiar voice, Judy looked in the direction of the sound and her face suddenly changed slightly.

"It's you?!"

According to past practice, Lupin should have taken advantage of the distraction to find an opportunity to slip away, but he did not do so this time.

He was held up by an anesthetic needle.

"Well, Teacher Judy, just leave him alone for now. Rather than that, let's first let this internationally wanted criminal get some sleep..."

Conan said this as he flicked open the scope covering the surface of his anesthesia watch and aimed it at a monkey's face that was very close.

However, just as he was about to press the button to inject the anesthetic needle, he suddenly saw a small round red dot quietly climbing up Lupin's cheek.

That is……

boom!

The roar of gunfire rang out without warning, and in an instant, blood flew around like reeds.

However, the person who was shot and fell was not Lupin, but Conan.

At the critical moment, he gave up shooting the anesthetic needle and instead threw himself towards Lupin with all his strength, successfully blocking the fatal bullet with his left arm.

The change came so suddenly that even Qin Wuque was stunned for a moment.

But it was this split second that allowed Aaron Smith to seize the opportunity to break through.

He pounced on the fallen Conan with an agile tiger pounce, grabbed his neck as if holding a hostage, and pulled him up from the ground, yelling.

"Everyone, don't move! I'll shoot if you don't let me!"

It has to be said that his move really had some effect. Most of the people present were shocked by the sudden outburst of ruthlessness from this European man who had always behaved politely.