A Kexue's liquid protective film railgun

"Although you said that, but..."

Misaka Mikoto walked to the window, she pushed open the window of the fifth floor lobby of the Metropolitan Police Department, and looked out the window.

The buildings around the Metropolitan Police Department were all plunged into darkness, only this floor was brightly lit, casting a faint reflection on the road.

If necessary, Misaka Mikoto can of course directly restore the power supply of the entire Metropolitan Police Department, but that would cause a lot of unnecessary consumption.

The power stored in Misaka Mikoto's body is limited, not inexhaustible.

Previously, when she went to destroy the research institute because of the "Super Electromagnetic Gun Mass Production Project" and "Absolutely Powered Person Evolution Project", Misaka Mikoto's battery could basically only support her to fight against a superpower—although at that time She had already fought Frenda once before.

Misaka Mikoto narrowed her eyes, and the brown pupils reflected the huge spherical building of the sightseeing tower in the distance, the tip of which extended into the dark clouds.

Brilliant neon lights flashed on the spherical building, and the gorgeous light dyed the night light into colors.

"That's the refuge tower." Shokuhou Misaki looked at the building.

Behind them, the police officers of the Metropolitan Police Department have started emergency operations and set off to evacuate the people who are taking refuge in the reclaimed land in Tokyo Bay at this moment.

Police cars with red and blue lights on the roof merged into the sidewalk one after another, and among those police cars, there was a white Mazda sports car that was particularly conspicuous.

"That's Mr. Amuro's car, right?" Shokuhou Misaki half leaned against the window sill, watching the white Mazda roar away gradually.

"If I remember correctly, Mori and the others seem to be taking refuge there as a sightseeing tower. If the Swan falls there..." Misaka Mikoto's tone slowly sank, "No wonder Edogawa-kun is so anxious Go there."

The monitoring software installed in Edogawa Conan's mobile phone is still functioning, and Misaka Mikoto can hear the howling wind from the computer, mixed with the voices of Edogawa Conan and Amuro Toru.

"Damn—" Edogawa Conan's angry voice seemed a little far away, and then Misaka Mikoto could vaguely hear the dull sound of him clenching his fist and hammering the car seat hard.

Shokuhou Misaki said softly: "If you want to shoot down the Swan, you have to find the right angle. If you shoot down to another place instead, it will probably have a serious impact, right?"

The night wind blew the queen's shining golden hair, and the ends of the hair brushed Misaka Mikoto's face, and she subconsciously closed her eyes at that moment.

The moment she closed her eyes, Misaka Mikoto was lost in thought.

The 3 people who are taking refuge in Tokyo Bay must be shot down to avoid harm to the [-] people who are taking refuge in Tokyo Bay. However, the angle to shoot down the Swan is not just anywhere.

Is there a suitable location near Tokyo Bay?

Misaka Mikoto opened her eyes and called up the map of Tokyo from the computer.

The Metropolitan Police Department's computer was cut off from the network due to the Internet of Things attack, so it cannot access the Internet, but Misaka Mikoto's computer is not affected-she is probably the only person in Tokyo who is not afraid of the Internet of Things attack.

She narrowed the map down to around Tokyo Bay, then zoomed in to see the three-dimensional map.

Shokuhou Misaki leaned over to look at the map displayed on the computer screen: "How is it here?"

She points to a point on the map with her fingertip.

Misaka Mikoto looked over intently—the place Shokuhou Misaki was pointing at was a bridge.If you want to go to the island reclamation in Tokyo Bay from the Metropolitan Police Department, there are two bridges that you must pass, and Shokuhou Misaki is pointing to one of the bridges.

"The two sides of this bridge are arched iron pillars. On this side of the bridge..." Shokuhou Misaki swiped his finger from the center point of the bridge on the map, and touched the side near Tokyo Bay. "Almost just right."

Misaka Mikoto calculated the angle and height in her mind, and came up with a slightly rough but not bad result, so she nodded in agreement with Shokuhou Misaki's proposal.

"It's not too late, so let's go now!"

"Huh?!" Shokuhou Misaki was taken aback by Misaka Mikoto's sudden movement, "Wait—"

Misaka Mikoto didn't let her complete the sentence, she hugged the delicate and frail queen, stepped on the open window on the fifth floor of the Metropolitan Police Department, and jumped down, ignoring the exclamation of the police officers behind her .

The chilly night wind howled, blowing the girl's brown hair on the temples, revealing a smooth forehead and flying eyebrows.

The vicinity of Tokyo Bay has been blocked.

Probably because the news spread that Tokyo Bay was an evacuation place, many residents who did not understand the real situation all gathered here to evacuate.

But they don't know that at this moment, Tokyo Bay is the real disaster that is approaching by the shadow of death.

Conan Edogawa was sitting in Toru Amuro's driving Mazda sports car. He looked at the congested road in front of him. The observation tower in Tokyo Bay was visible to his naked eyes, but he couldn't reach it because of the damn road.

Edogawa Conan frowned irritably. His clothes were not heavy, and even in winter, sweat condensed on his forehead and rolled down the arc of his cheeks.

Even a sports car would not be able to perform as a sports car in such a traffic jam—but if the driver was Toru Amuro, the situation would be different.

While Conan Edogawa was still anxious, Toru Amuro looked at the traffic jam of vehicles in front and behind through the rearview mirror, and then stepped on the accelerator.

In Edogawa Conan's suspicious eyes, the engine of the sports car made a huge roar.

At the moment when Mazda rushed towards the traffic like an arrow from the string and performed a flight over the wall in the driveway, Edogawa Conan subconsciously grasped the seat belt that restrained his body.

For Edogawa Conan, who has experienced so many life and death crises, this time is the time when he feels the closest to death.

……

"If I'm not mistaken, it's Mazda, right?"

Misaka Mikoto squinted her eyes, watching the Mazda driving on the wall of the driveway at a very unmechanical angle in the driveway not far away.

"Indeed," Shokuhou Misaki answered after looking at the model of the car for two seconds.Her expression became more subtle, "...Could it be Mr. Amuro's car?"

"I think so." Misaka Mikoto's eyes widened slightly, "Mr. Amuro's driving skills... are better than I thought."

The white Mazda was more than just flying over the eaves and walls. She watched the Mazda drive directly along the iron pillars on both sides of the bridge to the top of the bridge, and then flew into the air through the connection of the iron pillars on the top of the bridge. Among the tracks erected for the tram.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's the track where the tram runs." Shokuhou Misaki's gaze followed the white Mazda, "...This driving skill is beyond description. With this kind of technology , he can go to drive Gundam, right?!"

Shokuhou Misaki has lived for at least 14 years, and he has never seen anyone who can drive a car like this without using his ability.

"Then we can't be slower than them!" Misaka Mikoto sighed, and then holding Shokuhou Misaki, she leaped down from the roof of the building that just came up, and the electromagnetic force enabled her to fly up briefly.

At the moment of falling, Shokuhou Misaki subconsciously tightened the arms around Misaka Mikoto's neck.Apart from the vibrating car mat, she was not used to the feeling of weightlessness.

For Misaka Mikoto, who has electromagnetic power, it is not difficult to get to the top of the bridge.Although there is a traffic jam near Tokyo Bay, Misaka Mikoto, who can move from the air, can move in a straight line.

It took her about 2 minutes to reach the top of the bridge and walk along the steel arch to the other side.

Misaka Mikoto stood beside Shokuhou Misaki, raised her eyes to look at the brightly lit observation tower in the distance: "From this angle..."

The summit venue was not far from here, and Misaka Mikoto, who had seen the map around the summit, naturally did not forget the nearby buildings.

"There is a building under construction near the summit. In terms of distance and height compared to the observation tower, that building is also a very good choice." Misaka Mikoto said.

"You're right." Shokuhou Misaki, who helped Misaka Mikoto monitor Edogawa Conan's movement, pointed to the headset worn in his ear, "So, Edogawa-kun and the others chose that place too."

"Really?" Misaka Mikoto froze for a moment.

"It seems that they have found some way." Shokuhou Misaki showed a slight smile on his face, "Then let's see how the combination of Mr. Detective and Mr. Public Security can turn the tide."

"If they want to go to that building, they have only one choice—that is to shoot down the Swan." Misaka Mikoto looked serious, "But at this height and distance, missiles have long been unable to meet it."

So, how was the Swan shot down?

Shokuhou Misaki turned off the headset and let the sound come out from the computer.

"The parachute has already left the sample cabin. In 5 minutes at most, the Swan will hit the observation tower!"

"5 minutes..."

Misaka Mikoto repeated the word in a low voice, took a deep breath and let out a sigh of relief.

Shokuhou Misaki stretched out his hand and took it, warmth began to spread from the palm of his hand.

"Five minutes," the queen said seriously, "if there is no other way, we will shoot it down."

The tea-haired girl watched Shokuhou Misaki silently, and nodded slowly amid the sound of the vehicle's horn.She reached into the inner pocket of the blue pleated skirt, where there were several delicately printed coins.

……

The sample capsule separated from the parachute passed through the clouds, dragging a trail of orange-red flames in the air.

If it was any closer, that beautiful satellite would probably rush uncontrollably towards the observation tower, taking the lives of the 3 people evacuated in Tokyo Bay.

Misaka Mikoto's fingers squeezed the coin tightly, staring at the Cygnus satellite with its beautiful flame trail.

The moment she was about to make a move, a huge beam of light hit the Swan, and the satellite was torn apart by the powerful force of the light cannon, and the fragments scattered and fell into the sea.

Because the distance was so close, both Shokuhou Misaki and Misaka Mikoto saw what the cannon was fired from.

Shokuhou Misaki's voice was unbelievable: "That's... a railgun?!"

The "Railgun" himself, who did not make a move, fell into confusion.

Can a soccer ball... also be used to launch a railgun?