[Conan] I just want to be a magician quietly

Inside a dark compartment in the Ryuo family

Hattori Heiji listened to Torada Tatsuei's self-destruction outside, and couldn't help rubbing his calf, which was a little numb because he squatted for too long.

Tsk, no wonder when he and Conan went out, Wakagi Ryo refused to follow him no matter what.

In the training room, Torada Tatsuei loaded the shotgun in his hand with a click, and aimed the gun at Torada Yui's chest.

"The chat ends here."

"Ryuo Jing, if you want to blame someone, blame you and that ungrateful Kai Gento for ruining our bet."

Ryuo Jing's face was full of disbelief.

"Betting?"

Torada Yui subconsciously grasped the handle of the katana, "They are betting on the horseback archery activity at the festival, and how many of the ten arrows will miss."

Torada Tatsuei's expression was immediately filled with disgust.

"Not a single arrow missed, what's the point of our bet? You, like that damn Kai Gento, know how much money I've lost in the past few years because of you?

Die to pay for your sin!"

"Then you can use the excuse that 'everything is done by Ryuo Kei to avenge the respected Kai senior' to put all the blame on him, right?"

Hattori Heiji kicked open the door of the compartment, put his hands in his pockets, turned his head and looked at Torada Tatsuei, who was full of villain aura.

"Then let the villagers burn down the entire Ryuo family to complete the last link of your Fuu-rin-Han-zan murder plan, which represents fire."

Conan pushed open the compartment door on the other side and glanced at the red armor in the center of the room.

As expected, the next second, a deep male voice with a slight echo came from inside the armor.

"But now, we can say that we have caught the criminals and the evidence, saving a lot of police force."

Yamato Gansuke took off the heavy helmet on his head and stood up directly wearing the blood-red armor.

Ryuo Kei: ...

So when did the room become full of people?

The corners of Torada Tatsuei's mouth twitched for a moment. She originally thought that tonight she only needed to kill Ryuo Kei and the former policewoman who were in the way.

But ...

Torada Tatsuei compared the lineups of both sides.

On the other side, there was a retired policewoman, a crippled disabled person, a high school student and an elementary school student, and Ryuo Kei who was already scared silly, and was completely a cumbersome pendant.

On our side, there were several strong villagers and several firearms.

With this lineup comparison, they were sure to win.

So Torada Tatsuei waved his hand without thinking, "Do it!"

However, after actually starting the fight, Torada Tatsuei instantly understood what the difference in combat power between the enemy and us was.

Hattori Heiji directly pulled out the sword from Torada Yui's hand, then rushed into the crowd and chopped down the villagers who rushed forward without thinking - of course, he used the back of the sword.

The battle situation on Yamato Gansuke's side was also quite pleasing. The villagers who rushed towards the disabled were directly taught a lesson by him with a cane. Judging from the screams of those villagers, he might be quite ruthless.

Torada Tatsuei was ready to shoot in the direction of Yamato Gansuke without thinking, but before she pulled the trigger, a football with electric sparks hit her face directly.

Hattori took back the weapon in his hand with a little bit of dissatisfaction, "You kid stole the limelight again, really."

Yamato Gansuke glanced at the two detectives, and with a cane, he shot the gun in Torada Tatsuei's hand away. Just when he was about to take out the handcuffs and detain the main criminal.

The neat and heavy footsteps suddenly came from the darkness.

Judging from the sound, it was at least a team of ten people.

Torada Tatsuei suddenly started laughing wildly.

"Hahahahaha, no one can escape, everyone will die!"

Yamato Gansuke immediately took out his gun, found a place to hide, and gestured to Torada Yui with his backhand.

Hattori Heiji's face also changed, and he subconsciously touched a small ball that Wakagi Ryo stuffed into him before leaving.

Wakagi, are you sure this thing is not your special smoke bomb that stinks to death!

As a person who has been smoked, he really doesn't want to experience the experience of rubbing off three layers of skin in the bathroom again!

"Conan!"

Conan immediately understood Hattori Heiji's subtext, and ignored Torada Tatsuei who was still laughing wildly, and temporarily slipped out through the gap in the window.

At the same time, the uninvited guests had gathered in the courtyard of the Longwei family. Perhaps relying on their own firepower advantage, these people in combat uniforms did not deliberately disperse their positions.

Instead, they only sent two people to block the escape route at the back door, and the rest raised their machine guns and pointed them at the room where Hattori and others were.Started shooting.

Conan: !!!

Lightning and thunder continued, and the villagers who were previously knocked down by Yamato Ganzhu and them all screamed and died in this wave of indiscriminate shooting.

Bean-sized raindrops fell cracklingly, mixed with the blood of the villagers, forming small bloody puddles in the courtyard.

Conan flicked open the cover of the watch-type anesthesia device and gritted his teeth, but he did not dare to act rashly because of the huge gap in weapons between the two sides.

Hattori! Don't get into trouble!

When the uninvited guests had emptied a magazine temporarily and had time to change the bullets, Conan secretly used an anesthetic needle to kill one of them, and then immediately turned on the flashlight on the watch to clearly illuminate the positions of these people.

"Hattori!"

Almost at the same time, a round, black ball flew out of the house that had just been shot, and landed on the ground in the middle of the group with a thud.

The next second, the dark blue arc of electricity directly enveloped these uninvited guests, electrocuting them so that they twitched all over. Conan immediately watched a group dance from the first-person perspective.

Because it happened to be raining, the combat uniforms of these people had already been soaked through, and the power of a homemade small electric ball was fully exerted, electrocuting these uninvited guests until they fainted.

Conan, who happened to be hiding in a dry place, swallowed his saliva subconsciously and silently refreshed his assessment of Wakaki Ryo's combat power.

Brother Wakaki, he is still a little scary.

At the back door, Yamato Gansuke and Hattori Heiji took advantage of the fact that the two people blocking the door were distracted by the commotion in the front yard, and jumped out from the shadows on the left and right, knocking the two attackers out directly.

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In a deep mountain outside Nagano Prefecture

Zhu Fushi Takaaki covered the wound on his arm, and after confirming that all enemies within his sight had lost their combat effectiveness, he panted and began to check his own casualties.

"Look, Brother Gaoming is indeed in danger."

Wakagi Ryo, who was hiding by the bushes, poked Zhu Fushi Jingguang, who had just put away his sniper rifle, with an innocent expression on his face.

As a former brewery sniper, Scotland, and a current public security friend, it shouldn't be too difficult to get a sniper rifle, right?

When Wakagi Ryo was fighting below, he casually threw the -80 at a hostile person, and then watched Jingguang beside him with interest, holding a sniper rifle and performing one shot at a time.

After Zhu Fushi Takaaki arranged the work for his men, he slowly moved to the vicinity of the hiding place of Wakagi Ryo and the others with a gun in hand.

"Brother Gaoming, long time no see."

Ruomu Liang poked his head out from behind the bushes and greeted him with a smile.

Zhufu Gaoming put away his weapon and frowned, "Liangjun, why are you here?"

"Jingguang missed you, so I brought him to find you."

Zhufu Gaoming: !!!

"Jingguang?!"

Zhufu Jingguang, who originally did not intend to show up, silently pulled aside the bushes, lowered his head, and whispered "brother". He did not have the aura of a cold-blooded sniper who shot one by one just now, and looked a little at a loss.

The two brothers looked at each other in silence. They met again after a long separation. For a moment, they seemed to have no idea what to say.

Ruomu Liang curled his lips and said, "So, Jingguang, can we not eat looking up at the stars or other dark dishes when we go back?"

Zhufu Gaoming raised his eyebrows, turned his head and looked at his brother's eyes, which were full of disapproval.

Do you usually feed these to your children?

Zhu Fushiki Kagemitsu, who was accused in person: ...

Looking up at the stars may be too gentle, I think pickled puffins are good!