Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 54 Good Night

midnight.

The King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch, who dares to keep you until the third watch of the fifth watch?

02:30 in the morning, not the third update at all.

The instructors planned a tragic night attack.

Everything was silent, the black sky was silent, the road was silent, the dormitory building was silent, the instructors came in formation without any intention of hiding their whereabouts.

Their steps were neat and tidy, and they stopped in front of the dormitory building. Someone gave a brief order to clarify the key points of the operation, and then gave the order to take action.

Onizuka Hachizo was in the team. He looked at the dark and quiet dormitory building from a distance. Without thinking, he could imagine how the freshmen were relaxing and sleeping after a tiring day.

Just like the instructors at this moment.

The freshmen mistakenly thought that they were extremely relaxed in absolute safety. The instructors knew this, so they were sure that there would be no accidents in this operation and they were even more relaxed.

When they dispersed and rushed towards the dormitory building, they had already faintly merged with other people assigned to the same floor. Their physical and eye interactions were in perfect harmony, without any deformation.

Instead, Onizuka Yazo was a few steps behind.

He looked at the other people who were about to move on the same floor as him, nodded from a distance, and said hello absentmindedly, his face still turned into water.

Then, the water rippled.

The dormitory building was completely dark, with only the dim streetlights barely shining through, illuminating several floors. The clearest ones were the second and third floors. The instructors subconsciously looked at them when they arrived downstairs. There was nothing there. Clean and tidy.

But there is one on the top floor.

The windows in the corridor on the top floor were dim, with blurred blocks of color shaking, and the uniforms of freshmen shaking and rubbing against the windows.

Onizuka Yazo stopped for a moment, looked from a distance, and saw the freshman uniform moved away, revealing a white face in the darkness.

The white face looked down from a distance, and there was a sense of extreme horror that made the blood run cold and the hair stand on end.

What was even more horrifying was that no one except Onizuka Yazo noticed that white face, and all the instructors rushed into the teaching building in tacit understanding as if they couldn't see it.

Then there was the sound of metal objects rolling to the ground, and unexpected human exclamations and screams suddenly arose.

"Uh?!"

"Varied……!"

"Smoke bombs! Mouth and nose!"

"quick!"

"How could there be..."

Before the last exclamation could be finished, there was a clear gunshot, "Bang!"

Gunshots rang through the dormitory building.

In an instant, the originally lively night fell silent again, falling into a deathly silence.

Onitsuka Hazo, who didn't even have time to enter the dormitory building, stopped for a moment. He quickly looked around at the dark night outside and the large amount of white mist pouring out from the entrance to the first floor of the dormitory building. He covered his mouth and nose without hesitation and rushed out. Go in.

In the white mist, everything was invisible, and all that could be seen were large expanses of rich white.

There were constant gunshots, "Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!".

At the same time as the gunfire, there was also the startled sound of human instinct, "Huh?"

Onizuka Yazo held his breath and concentrated, ignoring all distracting thoughts. He squatted down and lowered his body, groping towards the stairs according to the map in his mind, looking for the shooter, and responded to the attack calmly.

Yes, raid.

'Trigger-type or remote-controlled smoke grenade,' in the white mist, he caught a glimpse of a sudden explosion of red, his eyes darkened, and he thought calmly in his mind, 'Pistol. '

'Shooting accurately within the range of smoke bombs, suspected to be equipped with a thermal imaging camera. '

'This was a planned attack. '

They were a group of attackers with professional equipment and strict discipline who came from nowhere and ambush the dormitory building of the freshmen of the police academy in advance.

'Oops, those freshmen, one future, should...' were silenced.

To occupy a place, it is necessary to clear away all distractions.

The gunshots continued to ring out, getting closer and closer, so close that Onizuka Yazo immediately took a few steps forward to attack the "enemies wearing thermal imaging cameras" first.

At the same time, a thought slipped through his mind, 'The night attack was only decided in the afternoon. The instructors could know in advance that they were going to attack at night. Only those guys who had made the plan actually dared to attack directly, and actually... A future...! '

This thought made me gnash my teeth.

Gritting my teeth, some guys actually attack the children of the police. It is a disgrace to the police and they are not worthy of the police.

This idea is also extremely shocking.

Because a few seconds after approaching the direction of the gunfire at high speed, Onizuka Hazou saw a face in the thick white fog.

A somewhat listless face.

The master's voice was even more listless, "Thirteen rounds, all successfully killed."

"Then, Instructor Onizuka..."

When he looked sideways, his red eyes were like dark blood after a wound had solidified, making him feel inexplicably cold.

The coldness only lasted for a moment. After seeing Onizuka Yazo's body, his red eyes lit up. Ichijo Mirai smiled and raised his voice without hesitation, suppressing the stunned voices of all the instructors. : "Let's just go ahead and capture him, Instructor Onizuka!"

"The other instructors have all been hit by bullets and have been subdued. How long do you want to hold on?"

The background sound of a future sound is the sound of some human bodies falling to the ground and struggling, "Anesthesia, anesthesia bombs..."

Onizuka Yazo felt that he had inhaled a certain amount of anesthetic gas, and his body gradually became uncontrollable. However, compared to other instructors who took precautions immediately when there were anesthetic bombs in the smoke bombs, he still felt that he was in the fog for too long. He was even more stunned by the true identity of the attacker, "How could it be you?!"

He saw Ichijo Mirai smiling again. Although he was still a little listless, he was much more energetic than at the beginning.

I also heard a voice from the future speaking loudly, "We have set up mechanisms in advance. The dormitory door has been closed. The entire area on the first floor near the door is within the trap range. It is impossible to leave successfully without seeing clearly."

"You are very powerful, but there are other instructors here, so..."

As he spoke, Mirai casually kicked the person who was falling towards him in the mist, knocking him over, and he let out a muffled sound as if he had been hit, "Ugh!"

Onitsuka Hazo watched helplessly as he kicked the instructor, and also watched as the instructor fell to the ground with three traces of marker bullets on his body. He said: "..."

"you……"

Before he could finish his words, he got another future smile.

"All enemies were eliminated within 1 minute without seriously affecting the image of Instructor Onizuka," Mirai Ichichi happily concluded. "Not a single innocent head was snatched away by others."

"Furitani-san is waiting at the top of the stairs to attack the breakouts, Matsuda-san is setting up traps on the second floor, Morofushi-san and Date-san are preparing to intercept the instructors who can get out of the trap range deep on the first floor, and Hagiwara-san is upstairs to help instructor Onizuka. Send signal."

"They all have something to do, I have something to do, and the instructors also have something to do. It's a win-win-win, perfect."

"The total time is one minute and 43 seconds, not more than 2 minutes."

"Full marks for emergency incident 'Night Raid Operation'."

As he spoke, he still held the gun, smiled and pulled the trigger.

Bullets were fired.

Onitsuka Hazo finally understood why the other instructors fell down so quickly: the bullets also contained anesthetic ingredients.

When his body collapsed, he struggled to realize the source of the smoke bombs and bullets: 'These are the narcotic marker bombs purchased from New York during military exercises a few years ago. They are usually placed in the shooting range...'

He fell to the ground, unable to move his limbs. The white in front of his eyes slowly thickened into black darkness, weighing down heavily.

At the last second before losing consciousness, Onizuka Yazo heard the footsteps walking to him, the sound of knees hitting the ground in his ears, and heard a voice from the future.

"Thank you for teaching me. The person who knows the instructor best is indeed the instructor."

"This is the ninth time again. Do you like Jiu so much? I really can't do anything about you."

"good night."

(End of this chapter)