[Conan] I just want to be a magician quietly

"So, why didn't Sangria chase him and kill him?"

Chianti poked Vodka's back quietly, glanced at the model worker who was addicted to clacking, and asked in a very low voice.

[Because I'm dealing with Ireland]

Sangria's voice suddenly came from Chianti's headphones, and her hand poking Vodka's shoulder suddenly stiffened. She always felt guilty for saying bad things about her colleagues behind their backs and being caught by the person himself.

Vodka:?

"Deal with Ireland?"

Isn't Ireland dead?

The next second after asking this question, Vodka felt deeply regretful, and always felt that Sangria's answer would not be an answer that he could easily accept.

[It's easier to deal with it when it's dead. If you cut it when it's alive, the noise and bleeding will be too big]

Vodka/Chianti: ...

You've used the word cut, and your treatment is really not a serious treatment!

Even the bullet storm operated by Gin paused for a few seconds, which bought precious breathing time for Conan who was running around on the rooftop.

Conan hid in a blind spot on the rooftop, breathing hard.

Fortunately, these bullets have their own ideas. Our short-legged Corgi did not become Conan-chan in the continuous shooting, but only had five, six, seven or eight more scratches on his body.

Damn, what should I do next?

The Black Organization directly dispatched an armed helicopter. In this way, even if there was no Sangria blocking the door below, he could only escape to the top of Tokyo Tower.

Otherwise, Xiaolan, who was in a coma, had no way to avoid the opponent's indiscriminate shooting.

At this time, the continuous shooting of the pure black helicopter in the sky paused for a while.

Conan:?

Is it because the mounted weapon is overheated?

But now is obviously not a good time to think about this problem. Conan looked down at the red safety helmet that just rolled to his feet, picked up the helmet without thinking, and fixed the retractable straps that had just been strengthened by the doctor. Then he turned around and relied on his own tricks to jump directly from the Tokyo Tower, which is about 333 meters high.

To be honest, this way of landing is similar to the operation of Captain America jumping off the plane by stepping on the shield next door. The main point is idealism.

What kind of retractable straps can extend more than 300 meters?

Sure enough, the Saiyan Kyogoku Shin is just for fun. If you really want to carry the whole scene, you have to look at Dr. Agasa.

After Wakagi Ryo cast dozens of layers of illusions on himself, he quietly floated in the air and watched Conan perform a leap of faith in public. He couldn't help but applaud the scene in front of him that marked the official transformation of the world of science into the world of science fantasy.

Gin in the helicopter also saw Conan jumping off the Tokyo Tower in public, but because of some mysterious will, he still couldn't see Conan's figure and face clearly.

Just when Conan was about to land safely, he changed his position in the air, turned over, used the black technology retractable straps as a huge slingshot, and the helmet in his hand, which was originally used as a buffer, acted as a temporary bullet, aiming at the Apache hovering in the air.

Wakagi Ryo couldn't help but tut.

Damn, little Corgi.

It's only been a few days since Qin-chan got her armed helicopter (the point is that I haven't played it yet), and it was destroyed by your helmet. It's really a waste of resources.

Moreover, now with Akai Shuichi, a stable temporary shelter for -80, as long as you work hard, you can always find an opportunity to fly the armed helicopter to the sky for a few rounds.

As a man, how many people can resist the temptation of an armed helicopter?

So Ryo Wakagi fired two invisible wind blades without hesitation, directly cutting off Conan's retractable straps.

"Humph, it seems that he knew there was no hope, so he chose to end his life."

Gin in mid-air naturally didn't know that a little madman had helped him avoid the fate of floating around in the cold wind with a parachute in the middle of the night. With a little regret that he had not yet had enough fun, he operated the helicopter to leave the Tokyo Tower, which was riddled with holes.

In Gin's cognition, it is obviously impossible for a normal human to jump from the Tokyo Tower, which is more than 300 meters high, and still be unscathed.

At the bottom of the Tokyo Tower, Conan looked at the helmet that fell to his feet and cracked less than 20 meters after taking off, and pounded the ground a little annoyed.

Because of Vermouth's counter-operation, the real Matsumoto Kiyonaga was rescued, and the crowded police cars also surrounded the bottom of the Tokyo Tower at this time.

As for why the police surrounded Tokyo Tower but watched the helicopters sweeping across Tokyo without anyone saying anything,Someone notify the military to come and clean up?

It has to be said that those lazy people in the organization's weapons department are more or less cunning.

Although after Gin got the armed helicopter, they only made two modifications in total.

One is to change the camouflage paint on the surface of the helicopter to a black color that is more suitable for the organization, and the other is to melt the magical ore that Wakagi Ryo brought back from Vespania and add an extra layer of anti-radar detection coating to the helicopter.

When Gin went back to pick up the equipment to deal with Ireland, he learned that a certain model worker was going to openly drive an armed helicopter to the vicinity of Tokyo Tower. The head of the weapons department rolled up his sleeves on the spot...

Sprayed an American flag on the side of the Apache's fuselage.

Coupled with the magical low-detectability function of Vespania ore, it always feels that armed helicopters with such high-end technology should really be something from the American father's house.

So, until Gin shot at Tokyo Tower, Conan was forced to perform an extreme forced landing, and the Japanese Air Self-Defense Force did not show up.

After the Apache flew away, the police quickly rushed into the interior of Tokyo Tower and woke up their colleagues who were knocked unconscious by Ireland.

Xiaolan followed a group of policemen who were sacrificed to the sky and walked out, touching the back of her neck a little dazedly.

It doesn't hurt at all?

Then how did I faint?

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The next day

The broken Tokyo Tower was naturally on the headlines of the newspaper that day. A girl with short black hair and a hat, who looked a little boyish, appeared on the streets of Mihua and bought a newspaper with the aroma of ink from the newsstand on the street.

"Mihua is really lively."

Sera Masumi, who appeared early, quickly flipped through the newspaper in her hand, then raised a bright smile and looked at the owner of the newsstand.

"Boss, do you have comics here? The latest edition of Mr. Aotoshi?"

The owner of the newsstand was a middle-aged man who looked a bit wealthy. He smiled at Masumi Sera cheerfully: "The latest edition hasn't come out yet. You're two days early."

Masumi Sera said, stuffed the newspaper into her bag, and walked quickly to the bus stop not far away to wait.

As the youngest daughter of the Akai family, she grew up in Neon with Akai Mary. Three years ago, because Mary suspected that she had found the trace of Akai Wuwu who had been missing for many years, she took her back to London again.

However, Akai Wuwu who appeared three years ago was actually pretended by Vermouth, so the mother and daughter could be said to have gained nothing in London.

Until...

Masumi Sera touched her backpack and took out a comic book with a slightly worn cover.

She came to Neon to investigate.

And there was only one reason why she could be separated from her mother temporarily and return to Neon alone in advance.

Masumi Sera looked down at the bad bunny girl on the cover of the comic, who had dark green eyes and long black hair like her, and her expression was a little solemn.

That's right, she returned to Neon this time to investigate "About the death of my long-missing brother who seemed to have become a sister"