Conan: The Mechanic

In the observation hall, the emotions of everyone who was held hostage by the red Siamese cat were not high.

"Why were you also caught?" Hai Yuanai asked in a low voice.

In fact, people like red Siamese cats were not allowed to speak. But after they had been detained for more than an hour, the robbers of the red Siamese cats had actually acquiesced-even they were actually sitting in the observation hall, smoking and playing cards, The loser at the end of each game will be the only one who needs to keep an eye on the crowd in the next game.

This actually means that the reporters who are kept in solitary rooms are actually not under any surveillance at all - although the reporters may not be able to do much even if they are left unsupervised, this is still a fairly rare slack.

"Sorry..." Before anyone could explain the situation, Yuan Tai lowered his head in frustration.

"?" Hui Yuan raised his eyebrows sadly.

"Because Yuan Tai sneezed..." Ayumi said helplessly. "The air conditioner was too cold, and then Yuan Tai sneezed and was found out..."

"Are they right there?" Haibara pursed her lips, thinking. "But if it's just a sneeze, the probability of catching up with that person over there shouldn't be so great..."

Moreover, even if Yuan Tai and the others may be those people who happened to pass by due to some special factors, but she herself has been staying in the TV room, from the results of the current observation, their manpower is definitely not sufficient enough to let go The extent to which some people go to hang out... How unlucky are they to be discovered by people passing by?

At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the observation hall door—the sound of footsteps was quite hurried, far exceeding the normal walking frequency. And such an abnormal pace immediately attracted everyone's attention, even the robbers who were playing cards turned their attention to the door.

"Boss!" With a somewhat embarrassed voice, a robber with a red Siamese cat walked in quickly with Qianyu who did not resist. "I caught a little bastard!"

"CatF?" A look of astonishment flashed in the leader's eyes. "Is this... the fish that slipped through the net that wasn't caught before?"

"Yeah," CatF gritted his teeth. "I heard a noise in the ventilation duct just now, so I took a look and found this kid in there."

"My God," narrowing his eyes, the leader put the playing cards in his hand on the table, stood up, and walked in the direction of CatF. "Let's see, it turns out that this is our young and promising little warrior, ah?"

Chiyu didn't react, and seemed to faint.

"What did you do to him?" The leader frowned. "Not dead?"

"It's just a uniform," CatF shook his head. "Want to kill?"

"..." The leader frowned, but didn't say anything. "Let's do it first, what about the others?"

"I don't know." CatF shook his head. "Then what to do with this kid?"

"I should have said before I came here what to do if someone gets into trouble, right?" The leader pointed to the side impatiently. "If there are any rebels, they will be locked up with those journalists and will be strictly guarded."

"Okay." CatF nodded, and then carried Qianyu to the semi-enclosed space where the reporter was.

But when CatF was halfway through, he suddenly stopped listening.

Behind him, the leader took out his gun and aimed it at CatF.

"What's wrong?" CatF was startled and asked quickly.

"What do you think?" the leader asked back. "I want to know, who are you?"

"Boss, what are you talking about?" CatF asked in surprise. "Why don't I understand?"

Immediately afterwards, CatF saw that other members of the red Siamese cat also seemed to wake up from a dream, and some of them took out their weapons in an unorganized manner and aimed them at CatF.

"..." CatF's expression seemed very unbelievable. "You...what are you going to do?"

Just when the leader hadn't answered, several moving objects caught the eyes of the members of the Red Siamese Cat - a few small **** fell out of Chiba's mouth and then fell to the ground.

"Bang!" The explosions sounded one after another, and the thick smoke completely concealed the figures of CatF and Chiba.

In the smoke, Chiyu was thrown to the ground not far away by Kidd, and then fell lightly to the ground in a coma that seemed to be in a deep coma before swept away, and took out the traceless umbrella. "what happened?"

"I don't know!" Kidd still kept his CatF outfit. "There should be no problem with my outfit..."

"What should I do now?" Qianyu asked.

"Calm down..." Kidd leaned down. "They haven't shot yet..."

"I didn't expect it to be you, Kaito Kid." The leader's cold voice sounded. "You really look like you pretending to be. I was almost fooled by you."

Kidd seemed to think about something, then tilted his head to one side and said sarcastically. "Oh~www.readwn.com~ is-"

Before Kidd could finish speaking, he suddenly tilted his head, which was slanted to one side, to the opposite direction. Before Chiba could realize why, the gunshots rang out.

"That's right, you can dodge it?" The leader's slightly unexpected voice sounded.

"..." Qianyu looked at Kidd, who had a lingering expression on his face, and probably guessed what happened just now. I am afraid that after hearing Kidd's voice, the leader locked the position where Kidd made his voice for the first time, and then shot at that position.

Qianyu was actually curious about where the leader shot. Kidd's behavior just now can basically be regarded as a safety measure that takes into account the leader's possible countermeasures: he tilted his head to one side before starting to speak, such a voice The direction of the incoming message will mislead the leader's judgment on Kidd's position. 80% of people will shoot directly at the sound of the sound after hearing Kidd's voice, and the remaining 19% will probably choose to shoot directly below the sound of the sound - if Kidd is really standing. There, they were targeting Kidd's trunk. Even if Kidd can avoid possible shots to the head in advance by tilting his head, the trunk is not so easy to deviate from the central axis of the body. There is also a 0.99% neuropathy that may predict in advance that Kidd's head is not in the direction of speech, and randomly choose to shoot at a position about 15 cm to the left or right of the position where the sound is heard.

And Kidd took into account these situations at the same time. After speaking, he immediately tilted his head in the opposite direction. Even the most advanced neurotic prediction among these three kinds of thinking would never be able to guess Kidd's position.

Of course, it is indeed possible for a weirdo who is not in the range of the above 99.99% to predict Kidd's actual position, but there is no such wise weirdo here.