Conan's Unscientific Detective

"puff!"

Gin couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood. Even adrenaline couldn't stop the pain of his lower abdomen being crushed by the sharp blade. He lost his balance and sat down on the ground with his buttocks behind him.

"Ah, Gin~"

Fujino kicked Gin to the edge of the rooftop, swung the hidden blade in his hand, shook off the blood on the blade, looked up at the twin towers opposite, and sneered: "Enjoy the guillotine leading to heaven!"

"hateful!"

When Gin heard what he had said, his face suddenly looked strange.

After he recovered, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and suddenly shouted, "Do it!"

"boom!"

A burst of gunfire was heard in the distance.

A sound of breaking through the air exploded in my ears.

…………

Downstairs of the Twin Towers.

Fujino, Xiaolan and their group went downstairs first and waited in a safer place downstairs.

"hateful!"

Conan had been paying attention to the situation on the roof of the building. He moved his ears and heard the gunshot.

He raised his head and looked around. The lenses in front of his eyes flashed green light. He kept looking at the building in the distance, trying to see what was going on.

Immediately, he discovered the source of the loud noise.

"No way……"

Conan's heart tightened: "How could such a thing appear here?!"

"Hiss... a sniper?"

Fujino, who was sitting on a bench nearby, covered his forehead and said, "This feeling is really uncomfortable. If my willpower wasn't strong enough, I would have fainted, right?"

Fujino couldn't help but complain, but he understood what was happening.

Sniper!

This was what he expected. After all, Gin was a suspicious guy by nature... He was so cautious that he would even kill a passing dog. How could he not think of an ambush?

Besides, in their eyes, Shirley has already been rescued by the animal organization.

Naturally you will be prepared.

Therefore, Fujino did not dare to let his real body take the risk, but only let the shadow killer help him wade through the water.

"But where did the sniper shoot from?"

Fujino frowned, raised his head, looked around, and kept looking around.

Before the action, he had already surveyed the nearby buildings and found no one ambushing them...but the sudden appearance of the sniper made him a little confused.

As he thought about it, Fujino continued to increase the magnification of his vision-enhancing glasses and searched for the source of the sound.

Soon, he found the sniper point...

"Helicopter?"

Fujino was surprised and murmured: "No wonder I didn't notice it just now..."

In the image of the vision-enhanced glasses, a black helicopter was hovering in the night sky.

In the cabin, a non-mainstream woman wearing a black leather jacket and short orange mushroom-shaped hair was holding a sniper rifle and talking to the person on the other end of the headset.

On the side, there was a middle-aged man wearing a black hat, and a burly man wearing a black suit and a top hat.

Judging from the appearance, it should be a US Black Hawk helicopter...

It's outrageous!

Although it was quite outrageous that the Apaches strafed the Tokyo Tower, this... was really scary the first time I saw it.

I really don’t know what these people in Japan are doing. The damn Black Hawk has shown up and no one cares!

But think about it, as a semi-colonial and semi-feudal country, Tokyo's airspace does not belong to Japan. Even if Japan wants to control it, it has to ask its American father to do it...

Yes, Neon’s biological father!

The Black Hawk itself is a moldy equipment, and this airspace also belongs to the mold.

If you think about it, it's a bit scary. I guess there must be mold growing there.

Retracting his thoughts, Fujino felt a little creepy. Although his previous guess was just a guess, now that it was confirmed, he really felt a chill down his spine.

If this is the case, then isn’t it possible that the mold is also in cahoots with the winery?

What the hell are those FBI guys doing investigating...they've already copied their own homes.

After complaining silently in his heart, Fujino looked at the Black Hawk floating in the air with a sly smile on his face: "Black Hawk, Chianti, Cohen, Vodka, it seems that all the famous people in the winery have gone out this time and spent a lot of money for me... But now that we are here, don't even think about going back!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 430: Of course it is a magical little gem

On the rooftop not far away.

The fan blades of the Black Hawk helicopter stirred the air, making bursts of roaring sounds as it slowly approached the rooftop.

"Big brother!"

Vodka jumped out of the cabin and ran to Gin anxiously: "Are you okay?"

"Give me the pistol!"

Gin covered his wound, looked at his blood-stained hand and said coldly.

"Oh……!"

Vodka took out a pistol from his pocket and handed it to Gin: "Brother, are you going to..."

Gin didn't reply, but took the pistol, endured the severe pain, pointed the gun at the white-robed corpse and fired two shots!

After that, he breathed a sigh of relief and murmured, "This time he should be completely dead."

Vodka: "..."

I thought you were going to shoot yourself in the arm again.

Shaking his head, Vodka felt that he was thinking too much.

He cast his eyes towards the white robe not far away, and could not help but said with lingering fear: "This guy is really scary. He even dared to..."

Gin's eyes suddenly became colder.

He bluntly retorted Vodka's words.

Turning around, he looked at the corpse in white robe and sneered: "Bat, it's still a dead bat..."

"I am the deepest nightmare in your heart!"

At this moment, a hoarse roar suddenly came from behind him: "Accept the judgment of nightmare!"

Gin: "...?"

Why the hell did you stand up again?

He was shot in the head but he is still alive!

"Big brother!"

Vodka was stunned and shouted quickly: "He's alive again!"

"Come on!"

Gin reacted and ignored the remark, dragging his stupid little brother onto the plane.

Even he had never seen such a ruthless man from Tongliao.

Now there is only one thought in his mind...

run!

If you are not killed by several shots from his rifle, you may be lucky.

If you survive a sniper shot in the head, you might be lucky.

But if he shot me again and I'm still alive, what does that mean?

This person is not a human being at all!

Gin seriously suspected that the small animal organization had used biochemical transformation to create some biochemically modified humans.

"Come up quickly!"

Chianti on the side reacted quickly, holding up a sniper rifle, and quickly fired a shot at the white-robed man's head to cover the two men.

This time, Fujino did not choose to resist, but dodged the bullet with a flash of his body.

In just a moment, the helicopter had already reached full speed and was flying rapidly into the air.

"Run slowly...fly high."

Fujino watched the helicopter fly away without getting anxious. Instead, he took out a pink ruby ​​from his personal space and murmured, "After all, the higher you fly, the harder you fall."

"Hey! What are you doing..."

At this time, Kuroba Kaito came back after circling around. He landed on the rooftop and looked at the various bullet holes on Fujino's body. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva and said, "He won't die, right?"

"I won't die. I'm wearing a bulletproof vest."

Fujino waved his hands, patted his chest, and then teased, "Why, are you scared or heartbroken?"

Kuroba Kaito: "..."

He glanced at the bullet hole in his hood.

It's obvious that he doesn't quite believe this statement.

"Who are those guys?"

Seeing that Fujino was still in the mood to tease him, Kuroba Kaito stopped paying attention and turned to look at the helicopter not far away: "They can even get something like a Black Hawk helicopter and drive it over here... Isn't that too outrageous?"

"normal."

Fujino nodded calmly, "I guess they have the support of Neon's biological father."

Kuroba Kaito: "..."

Your description is really vivid.

"But we can't just let them get away like this."

Fujino frowned and looked at the Black Hawk rising in the distance: "Otherwise, all these bullets would have been in vain."

"You don't want to blow up that Black Hawk, do you?"

Kuroba Kaito couldn't help but twitch his lips: "That thing may not even be a bazooka..."

"It's just a bazooka. I have my own way."

Fujino interrupted, put the pink ring on his hand, and then looked at the Black Hawk helicopter not far away: "I wonder if they can withstand this thing..."

"This thing?"

Kuroba Kaito looked at the pink gem in Fujino's hand in confusion.

"Please put on your sunglasses!"

Fujino took out a pair of sunglasses from his personal space and put them on, then reminded Kuroba Kaito.

Vespania Ring.

This thing was the golden item he had pulled out before.

Able to create EMP to disrupt electronic facilities, and even temporarily destroy radio communications...

The only side effect is that it will emit a dazzling flash.

"sunglasses?"