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The expression of the gangster is even more exciting.

They already had some bad premonitions in their hearts.

"I also know this gun."

Lin Xinyi unhurriedly pretended to be a B:

Although he doesn't understand guns and lacks practical experience in identifying guns, he has been trained in relevant identification knowledge.

The "Black Star" pistol that is common in domestic crimes is actually a 33 pistol imitated from Sulian TT-54.

So Lin Xinyi is very familiar with the parameters of this gun:

"The initial velocity of the bullet is 420m/s, the effective range is 50 meters, and the rate of fire is 25 rounds per minute."

"It's a bit difficult to hide at close range."

"However, it's not impossible."

Two gangsters: "..."

They were nervous at first, then contemplated, and then reacted angrily:

"Don't play tricks here!"

"Are you still dodging bullets?"

"Why don't you say you can drive a Gundam!!"

The two gangsters can't stand this group of B kings anymore.

The elder brother who took the lead squeezed the trigger of the pistol with an ugly face, and cursed angrily:

"Show me clearly—"

"Now you are hijacked, understand?!"

"Oh?" Belmode smiled charmingly: "Really?"

The voice just fell...

A small Browning M1906 slipped from her cuff.

Lin Xinyi also opened his suit, and took out a truncated Remington M870 from inside.

Rei Furutani took out two HK-P7M8 pistols, and pressed them against the heads of the two from behind.

Judy and Kamel, who were sitting in the second row of the car, pulled out two standard portable MP5 submachine guns from their clothes.

Akai Shuichi's equipment is even more exaggerated.

He directly opened the gun case beside him that looked like a guitar case, and took out a long sniper rifle from it without haste.

The firepower of this young man, if you count Conan's pair of footwear shoes that are comparable to Italian cannons...

It is probably enough to fight Ping'an County.

"You just said..."

"Are you going to hijack us?"

Belmode shook his wrist casually, turning the muzzle of the gun back and forth on the two heads in front of him.

Gangster: "..."

Chapter 548 Conan is enlightened

Fall into the wolf's den!

This was the only thought that popped into the minds of the two gangsters before their minds froze.

They swallowed nervously, and after a long pause, they asked:

"Dare... dare to ask everyone..."

"It's all, what kind of hero is it?"

Although Lin Xinyi and the others made a sudden attack, it was already a showdown with these criminals.

But when the two gangsters saw the gun barrels in front of them with firepower far superior to that of the Japanese police, as well as the overly international faces of Judy, Kamel, and Belmode, they couldn't believe that this was the policeman. The battle that the visual hall can organize.

Are these people really the police?

Look at the murderous aura emanating from these guys...

It's even scarier than a serial killer on the underworld.

They couldn't be flooding the Dragon King Temple, just robbing the shuttle bus of some criminal organization, right?

Thinking so in their hearts, the two gangsters couldn't help but take the last chance and asked about the identities of Lin Xinyi and the others.

If they were really in the same company, they might be let go if they begged for mercy.

The answer that can be waited for is even more desperate than the words "Metropolitan Police Department":

"The Metropolitan Police Department." Lin Xinyi reported his family name.

"Family of the Metropolitan Police Department." Belmode smiled slightly.

"Japanese Public Security." Rei Fuguya stopped pretending.

"FBI." Judy showed off her "dominant little passport" proudly.

"..."

The gangsters are completely stupid.

Leaving aside the old acquaintance Metropolitan Police Department.

For these small-time robbers, the Japanese public security is already a terrifying existence that can stop children from crying at night.

As for the famous FBI...

They have only seen investigator movies with FBI warnings, and have never seen real FBI investigators.

"This, this..." The faces of the two gangsters were extremely pale:

The Metropolitan Police Department, the Japanese police, the FBI, and the three major groups at home and abroad have joined forces to serve one of them?

Shoko Asahara, who was arrested last year, did not have such luck.

Looking back at history, it is estimated that only the Japanese Chijun 20 years ago had this treatment.

"What's the matter..."

The gangsters were so wronged that they wanted to cry.

The opponent's powerful lineup that was in harmony with each other made them completely lose the courage to resist.

The densely packed barrels in front of him made him even more panicked and unable to pull the trigger.

"Surrender." Lin Xinyi yelled coldly: "Now that you have recognized the situation, don't do any more unnecessary struggles."

The two gangsters looked at each other in panic.

They flinched and released the trigger, but they didn't give up their resistance.

"No...we still have cards!"

The elder brother who took the lead roared viciously:

"Let me tell you:"

"There is a bomb in this car!"

The secret weapon that was originally concealed and refused to be shown to others has now become the last straw of the criminals.

In order to frighten these ferocious opponents in front of him, the leading brother wanted to show the bomb in the bag for his family to see like a live broadcast selling wine.

So I saw him pointing to the big bulging ski bag on the floor of the aisle, and sternly threatened:

"You can open the bag and see for yourself."

"It's full of C4 bombs—"

"You should know how powerful a large pack of C4 bombs is!"

"You guys, just stay with me, or I will detonate the bomb and send you all to the sky one by one!!"

"What, what?"

There was another commotion in the carriage.

The hostages were all trembling with fright.

But Lin Xinyi, Jiang Guling and others seemed to be listening to a boring joke, without any expression.

"Enough, so what if there are bombs?"

Lin Xinyi coldly interrupted the gangster's clamor:

"A bomb has to be detonated with a detonator, right?"

"Now you reach for the detonator and try—"

"Why, when the guns in our hands are fake?"

He shook the short-barreled shotgun in his hand, and told the gangster with his actions:

Before they even tried to reach for the detonator, they were rained down by bullets.

"Stop being stubborn!"

Lin Xinyi impatiently issued an ultimatum:

"Give me a quick word, surrender or not?!"

"Hmph!" The answer of the leading brother was no.

He squeezed the sweat in his palms and shouted bravely:

"That's right, there's really nothing we can do right now."

"But you don't know, do you? In fact, we not only have two people here this time!"