Conan Dressed As Gin

Xiao Lan was taken aback.

Conan on the other end of the phone almost shouted.

Wait... If Gin is his doctor... Then Conan is the son of the doctor? !

Xiaolan was also stunned.

"So... So after Shinichi disappeared, Conan appeared and was fostered in the office. It's because... Mr. Heqing, you are busy treating Shinichi, and you can't take care of Conan!"

"That's right." Shan Heqing said calmly, "and Kudo also said at the time that you and he were childhood sweethearts, and the person who would find something wrong after he disappeared was you. And my son, Conan, has been with Kudo since he was a child. Knowing him well, he is also smart, he is fostered here, and he can also help Kudo to cover."

Shan Heqing's face was not red or heartbeat.

Conan on the other end of the phone was inexplicably admired.

Originally, his Conan's origins were full of loopholes, such as why his parents were never seen, and why his Conan appeared on the night Kudo Shinichi disappeared. Why does Conan always help Shinichi cover a dozen times, and Conan is so like Shinichi in every way. Now it's all finished by the magic of gin!

"So that's how it is...!" Xiaolan's long-standing doubts were resolved, and she no longer had any doubts.

…

I didn't expect that sending Conan home this time could happen to solve such a big problem.

Shan Heqing is in a good mood.

During this period of time, he did physical training non-stop every day, and then exercised his skills, and also gave some attention to the sniper.

Especially when training Conan, he did not stop. On the contrary, because there are people around him who train with him, he is even more motivated to compete.

After a period of time, Shan Heqing felt that he had almost integrated five or six points of Jinjiu's body skills.

Although it was still not at his level, a feeling gradually appeared.

That kind of feeling is mysterious and mysterious. If you have to describe it, it can be said to be the feel. As long as he held his hand, a gun or a dagger, he always had a subtle feeling. It seems that you don't have to think about it and know where to aim to kill people the fastest, and where to stab the dagger best.

After several days, Shan Heqing did not go to find Conan.

Let the young and brainy little guy get restless and cranky.

The reason for all this came from a dream of his.

A week ago, Shan Heqing had another dream that night after completing the task of remote control vodka by phone.

In the dream, his skills were not as young and clumsy as they are now.

He's quick and strong, and his sniping is smart and good. When he was lurking in the shadows, his killing intent and breathing were as clear as air, pulsed as warm water, and no trace could be found.

The him in the dream—perhaps it was gin. He was holding a gun in front of a high-rise window, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.

He wants to **** organize a transfer of an excellent scientist. Although there were already several officers with live ammunition in the car, he had to be careful about sniping in the air.

Sure enough!

With his keen hearing, he could accurately capture the subtle crunch in that distant place from the sound of wind, laughter, traffic, and walking.

He could even feel the small bullet rushing out from a distance with the sound of wind and the smell of gunpowder. The target is the head of the scientist in the car.

He vaguely judged from the recoil, caliber, stability and bullet of the bullet at the moment of spraying that it was a KBU-88 sniper gun with a cylindrical flash suppressor installed at the front end.

The KBU-88 type sniper gun uses a 5.8 mm machine gun heavy bullet. It can even penetrate body armor within an effective range of 800 meters. The average speed reached 924 meters per second.

Such information flashed in his mind, and almost at the same time, he had calculated the wind speed, bullet speed, gravity, etc. and shot.

The M107 type sniper | sniper | gun can use high-power 50 caliber ammunition, with fast bursts, strong stability, and can achieve precise strikes within two kilometers.

Less than two seconds after the shooting, the two bullets had already collided in the air. The bullet originally shot at the scientist was vigorously redirected and flew into the air helplessly.

blocked!

The sniper saw one unsuccessful shot, and continued with a second, third shot.

Jinjiu's mood was as silent as a dead pool, neither nervous nor excited. He is confident, he is sure that he will be able to follow.

shooting.

shooting.

blocked.

Blocked again.

This kind of action is like a well-known action, effortless and easy.

Gin is in a slightly happy mood.

He felt that he could even attack the distant colleague while resisting.

He did.

The attacking bullet showed its fangs, whistled through the air, penetrated the gun body, and then penetrated the fragile human facial bones.

The next second he fired the last bullet, blocking the sniper's last attack before he died.

…ended.

Perfect, strategizing.

As if he were the **** of this world. He is God.

...the dream woke up. Shan Heqing didn't return to his senses for a long time.

The god-like feeling in the dream was like a drug that made him addicted.

The most important thing is that he knows that he can achieve such a level. Just through constant exercise.

Giving hope is the most wonderful thing in the world, isn't it?

Shan Heqing, who was hoping for a sweet dream, ignored Conan for the time being and practiced frantically in the base.

Anyway, he knew that Conan would not stop training just because he didn't go.

The author has something to say: Happy New Year everyone = w =

I just found all the parts about the gun, because I don't understand it at all == don't spray it.