The Secret of Gin [Conan]

Disguising can be considered, but it is impossible to wear a police uniform and pretend to be a policeman.

Gin didn't bother to pay attention to Saburo Uozuka, and directly held the wooden warehouse against Vodka's forehead.

"what happened?"

Vodka stammered and explained everything.

Including how he almost got run over by the FBI.

Now Vodka of course wants to understand that this is not an operation to organize follow-up support, and the FBI is also uncharacteristically mobilizing a large number of manpower under the nose of the Japanese public security, and searched the nearby area without any scruples. The two parties obviously communicated and reached an agreement some cooperation.

But Vodka's thinking has not changed, and he is still using the old-fashioned response method, thinking that as long as passers-by and stupid Japanese patrolmen can be fooled, of course something will happen.

Vodka was very annoyed, and what made him even more angry was that Uozuka Saburo played his cards unreasonably, even tying a bomb on his body as a threat, which is too shameless.

"Idiot, that's a waste bomb!"

Qin Jiu wanted to send each of the two guys in front of him a bullet.

"What?" Vodka's face changed suddenly, and he looked at Saburo Uozuka ferociously.

"Don't! I always obey the orders of my elder brother. Besides, without this bomb, you will follow me obediently? If there is a fight, the FBI will take advantage of it."

Saburo Uozuka put away his little man demeanor, raised his hands with a serious expression.

Gin glanced at him, then at vodka.

A strong sense of crisis suddenly emerged in Vodka's heart.

At this moment, the sound of dense wooden warehouses came from a distance.

"Brother?" Vodka's heart tightened, he still didn't know the result of this operation.

Listening to this movement now, it should be that Chianti and the others encountered the enemy during their retreat.

Gin was in a bad mood.

He was both annoyed by his failure to kill Akai Shuichi, and also had a headache because of Chianti's refusal to obey orders.

Every time Gin takes action, he will arrange a very detailed plan for the members of the organization, including the retreat route.

But no matter how detailed he said, these people would always miss some details, make mistakes, and then have accidents.

Because Gin himself doesn't make such low-level mistakes, he can't think of those easy-to-make mistakes, let alone remind them in advance. Vodka is a typical example.

This is the guy who has been with Gin the longest and is scolded by Gin every day.

It can only be said that some people just don't have talent, and they don't have the brain nerve to be cautious at all.

Or, it’s just that you didn’t suffer a big loss, only lessons will be remembered——

Thinking of this, Gin's eyes fell on Saburo Uozuka again.

This was the first time that Gin encountered this "vodka" directly. With his eyesight and familiarity with vodka, Gin immediately saw the difference between the two vodkas.

Although they look alike, but...

Just as Kurosawa appreciates Vodka's driving skills, guts, and unrelenting skill, Gin first noticed that Saburo Uozuka showed flexibility, wit, carefulness, and good at disguising.

How should I put it, people always ignore the excellence of those around them, thinking that other people's subordinates are better.

Even gin does not deviate from this rule.

"...Take your stuff and retreat separately."

Gin tosses the golf bag with sniper equipment to Vodka.

He doesn't care whether the two are pretending to be policemen or pretending to be drunks to get out.

"Brother, what do you mean—let me listen to him." Vodka was full of disbelief, and pointed at Saburo Uozuka in a gaffe.

This is not right, according to the temper of the elder brother, he should have collapsed this guy...

Well, Vodka didn't want to see a corpse exactly like himself, but he still felt that Gin should subdue Saburo Uozuka on the spot instead of acquiescing to the existence of this guy as if he hadn't seen it.

"To shut up!"

Gin glared at Vodka, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night.

61.

"boom!"

The flames soared into the sky, illuminating most of the night sky.

The explosion was so sensational that everyone in the Jianggutian area woke up.

Although the law and order in Tokyo is worrying, an explosion of this scale only... happens seven or eight times a year!At least the Jianggutian area has never had such a terrible accident.

Conan barely opened his eyes, his ears were buzzing, but he couldn't hear anything.

He was buried in the ruins together with Mori Kogoro.

not dead.

At the last moment, it was Dr. Ari's invention that played a big role. Conan used the stretch belt to eject himself and Mori Kogoro to a distance, and then was pushed into the air by the air wave, avoiding most of the power of the explosion.

Finally, an inflatable football made of special material was used as a cushion for landing.

Of course the cushioning part is not ideal, the football shattered quickly, but at least it didn't fall off.

Relying on his small size, Conan struggled to get up to check on Kogoro Mori's situation.

Fortunately, nothing, just coma.

Conan couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat when he thought of the last ten seconds of the countdown to the bomb just now. This time it was really too dangerous, but fortunately there was Toru Amuro and another self.

The timing was perfect, and the escape was successful.

I don't know what's going on with Shuichi Akai...

Conan was still thinking, when there was movement above his head, and he saw an anxious face.

"They're all right!"

Kudo Shinichi climbed out with the exhausted and unconscious Conan in his arms. "Uncle Mori is below. There is a pillar nearby to block them. They can dig right away without worrying about collapse."

Kudo Shinichi will never forget everything that happened tonight.

Three Japanese policemen were killed in front of his eyes, and more people were involved in the explosion.

If Amuro hadn't reacted quickly, there might have been more casualties.

Now a dozen or so police cars were all scrapped and caught fire, and the bomb disposal continued until the last moment, and a life-and-death escape was staged—a football with a height of more than ten meters, it was like a dream.

This made Kudo Shin's eyes change when he saw Conan.

Is this detective versus criminal?terrible!Does the world still talk about the laws of physics?

"Where's Mr. Amuro?"

Kudo Shinichi came out and found no one.

At this time, the detective badge on Conan's clothes rang.

Kudo Shinichi frantically picked up the badge.

"Is this how it is used... Press here? Or here... Ah, doctor, we are fine, and Uncle Maori is fine."

Dr. Ali and Haibara Ai Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief on the side of the communication badge.

"Ah, by the way, Shinichi." The doctor said smoothly, "There is news from the FBI that Akai failed to snipe Gin, and the situation was disrupted by that mysterious sniper."

"Oh!"

Kudo Shinichi's expression was sluggish for a moment, he almost suspected that Dr. Ali was a senior executive of the FBI, otherwise, why would they still report the news at any time?

He looked at the public security police in the distance in confusion.

Shouldn't this operation be a joint operation of the Japanese police in cooperation with the FBI?

Is it because of Dr. Ali's face, or because of "myself"?Kudo Shinichi fell into deep thought. He squatted on the ground and looked at Conan who was unconscious. He was very surprised by this kid in his heart.

It's really unbelievable!

Kudo New Generation thought about it for a while, and his scalp tingled immediately.

With this level of danger, I am afraid that once you encounter a black organization, you will face a life-and-death test!Buried under the rubble this time, will be trapped high next time, or save a bomb-laden plane like in the movie?

He's a high school detective, not Agent 007!

62.

"Bullets intercept bullets...I never thought that this world would be so magical."

Kurosawa touched the sniper barrel in his hand, a little amazed, but more of an inquiring one.

For the sniper to intercept the bullets fired by the opponent, it must be a matter of many coincidences.

Before today, Kurosawa had never tried this kind of thing.

But the moment he pulled the trigger, Kurosawa knew he could do it.

"It's a pity, Akai Shuichi, you didn't come to this interesting world. As for you here, let me keep it to myself!"

Kurosawa muttered to himself.

He stood on the roof and watched a row of cars speeding around the viaduct.

It is a full 2000 meters away from the car dealership where the explosion occurred.

No matter how many Japanese public security police and FBI have, it is impossible to arrive here within a few minutes.

So after the shadow sniper duel under the neon lights, Kurosawa did not retreat in a hurry, but changed the direction with the sniper Mu Cang, and soon saw the desperately fleeing car skills contest.

For Kurosawa, it's akin to movie special effects.

As I ran, fewer and fewer cars were catching up.

All that remained was a black Ford, and the Dodge Viper sports car up front.

"It's not Bourbon, it's someone from the FBI." Kurosawa doesn't remember much about the FBI's car skills, and even if he does remember, he may not be able to compare with this world.

But he knew who was in the car ahead.

This is a Chianti car.

Chianti's right shoulder was hit by Mu Cang, and the person driving now must not be her, probably her partner Cohen.

"...The location is not very good."

Kurosawa stretched out his hand to test the wind speed.

He has only one chance, and the cars will soon be out of view, blocked by other tall buildings.

His dark green eyes locked onto the Ford in the scope, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Take a gamble on your luck, FBI."

A bullet escaped from the wooden chamber in an instant and flew towards the road at high speed.

The black Ford just happens to do a rear wheel drift maneuver trying to get over the obstacle.

As a result, the car body vibrated suddenly, and a bullet slammed into the car body from the side.

Although the fuel tank was avoided by chance, for a vehicle traveling at high speed, this impact was like a fist raised by a giant, causing it to roll several times on the ground and fall into the green belt on the side of the road.

There was no fire and no explosion.

"...So it's a bulletproof car, tsk."

Kurosawa put away the sniper gun and watched the Dodge Viper drive away.

He didn't continue to wait for the people in the car to climb out.

The green belt blocked his effective line of sight, and counting the time, it was time for him to retreat.

Kurosawa picked up the guitar bag used for camouflage. He suddenly seemed to sense something, pulled out the Bo | Lai | tower in a second, and opened several wooden warehouses to the corner of the roof without saying hello.

Ripples suddenly emerged from that seemingly empty corner, and a blurry figure rolled out.

Then a cloud of smoke.

Kurosawa was completely unaffected by the smoke and shot blindly.

But the bullet missed.

The smoke dissipated, and there was no one on the rooftop. Kurosawa narrowed his eyes, and immediately turned around and looked down.

Sure enough, a white hang glider appeared between the buildings.

"...Phantom Thief Kidd?"

Kurosawa remembered the shadow he saw on the news.

He raised the wooden cabin and hit the hang glider at a distance of 30 meters.

The white shadow suddenly fell, and then a puff of smoke appeared, as well as countless white pigeons flying out.

Kurosawa: "..."

When the white dove and the flying feathers scattered, the figure of the strange thief had disappeared, and it was unknown how he disappeared from the crisis of falling from mid-air.

Kurosawa caught a feather that floated in front of his eyes, kicked the body of the white pigeon that fell from the bullet, his expression was unpredictable, and finally fixed on a happy and dangerous smile.

"I didn't expect to see a magic show besides the fireworks tonight... Interesting, this world is really interesting."

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The author has something to say:

Kidd: Hey, you guys are making such a fuss in front of my house, are you not allowed to come out to see the situation?

Kidd: I was just unlucky, the place where I usually look at the scenery was occupied first