[Conan] I just want to be a magician quietly

"Nice shot!"

Chianti was on the helicopter, watching the blood splattering on Ireland's chest, and couldn't help cheering for herself.

Gin next to her glanced at her coldly, and Chianti's body stiffened and she closed her mouth silently.

Well, at such a close distance, there is a fluorescent mark on the target's chest (a memory card that has been swapped), if it still can't be hit, Gin can kick her off the helicopter directly.

After all, Chianti is just a rookie, not blind.

Ireland, who fell to the ground, did not die immediately, but forced a breath of fairy air, slowly moved behind the pillar, and gasped while covering the bleeding wound.

How to say it, Fengchu is worthy of being Fengchu, this shot hit, but it was not a vital point, and he would not die for a while.

Conan: !!!

The little Corgi was knocked to the ground at the beginning, and because of his height, he avoided the sight of the code-named members of the Wuzhishang Brewery outside.

Seeing Ireland being shot, he was shocked and immediately lay down in the darkness, crawling slowly towards Ireland.

"Hey, hold on, Ireland!"

Countless thoughts flashed through Conan's mind in an instant.

Although the other party was a member of the Black Organization and had discovered his true identity, the famous detective with a strong sense of justice couldn't bear to see someone die in front of him.

Ireland was shot by someone in the organization - although he was really shocked by the fact that the Black Organization was so arrogant that it directly drove an armed helicopter to the city center, if he could find a way to save the person, he might be able to learn more about the organization from him.

Conan took out a clean handkerchief from his arms and blocked the wound on Ireland's chest.

"You are not injured in the vital parts. As long as you can escape, I will take you to treatment immediately!"

Ireland's face was covered with cold sweat, and he looked at Conan's determined eyes.

"Heh, no wonder... no wonder Vermouth fell in love with you."

With his presence at the lowest level, Wakamu Ryo walked silently into a dark corner, picked up the pistol that Ireland had been shot away by Xiaolan at the beginning, and tilted his head to look at the duo who seemed to have ignored his existence.

Well, the personality charm of the little Corgi is still very strong.

Although he was a little reckless many times.

If someone else came over today, the first reaction might be to be thankful that Ireland was shot. After all, the two sides have opposing positions, and the other party knows his true identity, so he would never think of saving people.

If he left it alone, Ireland would definitely die of excessive blood loss soon.

And the dead can naturally keep secrets.

But perhaps it's like what he said to Vermouth a year ago when he was in New York: killing may require a motive, but saving people does not require a reason.

If Ireland can survive this time, the little Corgi may have another godfather in the organization.

Tsk, I feel sorry for Qin-chan.

"You guys just ignore me, is that really okay?"

Wako Ryo came to Ireland with a pistol in his hand, bent down with a smile, looked at the other's pale face, then raised the gun and aimed at Ireland's head.

Conan: ! !

Ireland laughed bitterly, and at the last moment, turned to Conan and said, "Keep chasing as much as you can, Kudo Shinichi."

"Wait, Sangria, don't..."

"Bang!"

A gunshot, warm blood splashed on Conan's face, and at the same time, Ireland's body fell to the ground without any vitality.

"Did you misunderstand something, Detective~"

Wako Ryo raised the gun in his hand and blew gently at the muzzle.

"I won't kill you just because you are useful to my husband, but it doesn't mean... I'm on the same side with you~"

Conan: ! ! !

Without waiting for the shocked little Corgi to come to his senses, Wako Ryo raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at Conan.

"Now, while I still have time, run, little detective, and give me some fun."

Conan: "You..."

"Bang."

Another shot hit the floor next to Conan.

"Or do you need a little bit of other encouragement?"

Wakagi Ryo turned the gun and aimed at Xiaolan who was unconscious not far away.

Conan: !!! !!! !!!

Seeing this damn baby-faced man threatening him with Xiaolan's life, Conan endured the pain, climbed up from the ground, turned around and ran desperately towards the exit.

He didn't know what Sangria was going to do, but if he didn't do what he said, Xiaolan...

When Conan's figure disappeared inWithin the range of sight, Ruo Mu Liang took back the gun and turned around to call Gin.

"I dealt with Ireland, but it seems that a little mouse sneaked into the venue. I wonder how many things he shouldn't have heard."

Gin on the helicopter frowned and looked impatiently at the dark top of Tokyo Tower.

"Why didn't you deal with that little mouse?"

Ruo Mu Liang said confidently: "My shooting skills, shooting moving targets? There is no light?"

Gin: ...

"Tsk, your guns at the beginning... forget it."

Gin, who subconsciously wanted to complain, suddenly reacted and seemed to have taught Sangria shooting skills. He also seemed to have a share.

After experiencing the teaching results from entry to giving up, Gin directly threw the man to Rye and Bourbon, out of sight, out of mind.

And Rye has already betrayed, so... Bourbon is really a waste!

Sitting on the side, I heard a little bit of vodka:...

I always feel that Sangria seems to have said nothing, but also seems to have said everything.

"Chianti is a professional sniper, but he didn't hit Ireland's vitals even with punctuation, and he still needs my help to finish him off."

Chianti, who was mocked from a distance, silently hugged his sniper rifle, highlighting a weak, scared and helpless.

Gin suddenly felt that the sound of the helicopter propeller was a bit too loud, and it made his forehead hurt.

"However, before going upstairs, I did a little trick, and the little mouse couldn't go downstairs, so he could only run to the rooftop.

The rooftop has such a wide view, it shouldn't be difficult to deal with a running little mouse?"

So Qin-chan, please don't hesitate to restore the famous scene in the original plot and use a helicopter to shoot a reckless little corgi. Anyway, with the halo of the protagonist, Conan will never die here.

At this moment, Gin's excellent sniper vision just caught a glimpse of a figure flashing by the stairs of the rooftop.

Gin, who was holding back a little anger, adjusted the direction of the helicopter without hesitation and fired at a flashing little corgi.

The bullets hit the Tokyo Tower like a storm, splashing a lot of sparks, and the sound effects of "da da da da da" made the old man who had thrown away the -80 raise his mouth.

Hey, it feels good to watch others being shot~