Re-becoming a human being from Conan

Da da da da da——

Intensive gunfire pierced the night.

The moment Has Besson's body was thrown out of Ji Xing's house, it was beaten into a sieve!

Realizing that the target was wrong, the gunshots stopped for two seconds. Someone shot at Ji Xing's house first in horror, and the dense gunshots began to be continuous!

Pistols are completely useless against Ji Xing, and the 16 core elites who surrounded Ji Xing's family kept this in mind. Among the 16 people, except for the three snipers, everyone is equipped with submachine guns and shotguns, and the firepower is extremely fierce!

The dense bullets engulfed Ji Xing's house, and the wall was torn apart. Bullets raged through the wall in Ji Xing's house. Someone caught up with the two grenades. After the explosion, the blazing flames almost lit up the dark Sky!

In the midst of the hail of bullets, a thunderbolt was suddenly thrown into the street through the gap.

Blazing brilliance expands in all directions!

"Flash bomb?!"

"Be careful! Don't mess up!"

"Ah—" In the blurred field of vision, exclamations and screams echoed at the same time.

"Did he rush out?!"

"Where?!"

The gunfire broke off again.

"Who was screaming just now?!"

"Cognac, is that you!"

Members of the organization quickly confirmed through the intercom.

"It seems that he is right." Ji Xing's voice came from the other side of the walkie-talkie.

The street was dead silent again for half a second.

Da da da da da——

The bullet engulfed where Cognac was.

Ji Xing was no longer there.

Members of the organization hidden in every corner quickly gathered in the same direction to avoid being broken by Ji Xing one by one, but when a telegraph pole pierced from the sky like a javelin, and when walls weighing several tons flew all over the sky, Everything became futile, and they could only disperse and run for their lives again!

"ah--"

"This damn monster!!"

"Gin! Where's the boss of Gin?!"

"Fight with him!!"

Under the night, Ji Xing turned into a god of death, and the building became his scythe, his figure was so fast that he could switch back and forth between reality and hell!

Hooking away lives one by one!

...

Distant neighborhoods.

Gin finally abandoned the classic car, drove a white car, and was driving away from Ji Xing's house with vodka.

The screams had already reached their ears through the walkie-talkie, Gin was expressionless, and Vodka was horrified.

"Big brother, you knew about that monster a long time ago..." He stammered, "So you didn't go to the scheduled sniping spot as planned?"

Gin didn't answer.

As the organizer of the operation, after organizing the elites to act as planned, he suddenly left with vodka and 'fleeed'.

Because no matter whether Ji Xing can be killed tonight, those who participate in the operation will not be able to escape in the end!

The Japanese military let them in, so naturally they had set up their nets and were ready to collect them.

Gin is not afraid of death, but he does not want to die stupidly. With or without the firepower of him and vodka, it doesn't affect whether Ji Xing can be killed.

If those 16 are enough, best.

If 16 people are not enough, he and Vodka's participation will not change the result. They survived, but they still have one last chance to try!

Most of the time, Gin is cold and rational. Even if he hears a massacre belonging to Ji Xing on the other side of the walkie-talkie, he will not be moved by it anymore. Bits of dead end.

The car finally stopped at a familiar roadside. Vodka looked around and saw something conspicuous in the night sky. He was surprised and said, "Ferris wheel, Ferris wheel? Brother, what are we doing in the amusement park?"

Snapped--

Gin lit a cigarette, looked at the Ferris wheel in the distance, and fell into deep thought.

"It's not Shuichi Akai."

"That time, it wasn't Shuichi Akai who stole APTX4869 from our car."

Vodka: "... who is that?"

Why did you mention this all of a sudden?

Not many people can break the bulletproof doors of his classic car with their bare hands.

The newspaper where Akemi Miyano was arrested, Ji Xing's performance on the day he first invited him... all kinds of details were magnified in Qin Jiu's mind.

Gin and cigarette fingers trembled slightly.

Not fear, but anger.

Excluding all impossible conditions, even if the final result is unbelievable, it is likely to be the only truth.

"It's really being played for a fool."

Ji Xing Qixin reacted so violently to the organization's invitation, probably not because there was a problem with his invitation method, but because Ji Xing Qixin was hostile to the organization from the beginning to the end.

On the other side of the walkie-talkie, the sound of gunfire and screams has almost stopped.

Gin took a deep breath of the cigarette, and suddenly pressed the cigarette butt on his left hand with his right hand, and amidst the sound of zi la, the burnt smell spread.

The cigarette butt was extinguished by him, and Gin's left hand was also left with a scar. A few drops of sweat oozed from his forehead due to the pain, and his body trembled.

"Brother?!"

"Come and drive, go to Song and Dance Ting." Gin's voice was as calm as ever.

...

At the same time, Nagano District.

In an ordinary family, Rumi Wakasa browsed the computer webpage and browsed the official website of the game "I am a detective" a little distractedly.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Her expression froze, her body tensed, and she walked slowly to the door of the house and asked, "Who?"

"Is it Teacher Wakasa Rumi?" A boy's voice came from outside the door: "I am Edogawa Conan from Class B, Grade 1 of Teidan Elementary School.

Before, Mr. Kobayashi said that Mr. Wakasa Rumi would be our deputy class teacher, but it was postponed because of a car accident. I accidentally heard that Mr. Wakasa Rumi moved here, so I wanted to come and see the teacher. Is the teacher healed? "

Rumi Wakasa frowned.

Will this happen again?

It's a caring kid.

She opened the door cautiously, and after confirming that it was indeed a little boy through the crack of the door, she opened the door wide and showed a gentle smile.

"Edogawa Conan, right? Good boy, the teacher is fine, come in and sit?"

"You don't need to go in." Conan suddenly changed to a serious expression, turned on the anesthesia watch and pointed it at Rumi Wakasa, saying: "Don't move."

Rumi Wakasa was startled: "Huh?"

"Should I call Sensei Rumi Wakasa, or Asaka, or Isaac?" Conan smiled confidently: "Car accident? Was it the injury caused by Jixing Urushiko who fell off the building?"

Rumi Wakasa's expression showed astonishment.

Looking at Conan in front of her, her eyes under the glasses slowly flashed a dangerous light.

"What's the matter with you, kid? Haha, you know it, and even Ji Xing Qixin didn't catch me, how dare you come to me? With that toy in your hand?" She said grimly.

Conan's expression was slightly serious.

...

Near Ji Xing's house.

Boom! After stepping the head of the last sniper into the dirt, Ji Xing took out the unbroken cell phone from his pocket.

Dial, dial.

"Hello, Director White Horse?"

"Two things. First, it is suggested that the person who organizes the bandits into Japan and puts them near my house should spend the rest of his life in prison. Don't use a substitute, let alone a scapegoat. I will investigate.

Second, my house was destroyed and I lost a lot. For the next ten years, my club will not pay taxes. To make up for the losses I suffered tonight, is it reasonable? "

On the other side of the phone, Bai Maqi looked at the satellite image in front of him and was silent for a while.

The fragmented land and the collapsed houses seemed to have been baptized by a round of artillery fire.

The blood meandered like a small river, and the bodies of many members of the organization were smashed to pieces. Ordinary people would vomit non-stop at a glance, but Ji Xing's voice was still very calm after doing this.

Ji Xing's house shrouded in raging fire lit up the night sky, and it was far from being burned.

This is brought by a person?

It's like fighting a small-scale war!

No wonder Ji Xing said that he would dispatch the army to arrest him, so he looked back at the man in military uniform.

The man in military uniform said: "I need to mobilize the tank troops. If I can have two missiles as reinforcements, I can be 100% sure."

What time is it, are you kidding me?

How do you level Tokyo without a nuke?

Oh we didn't.

Director Baima sighed.

"I'm really sorry, President Ji Xing, some things... are beyond my decision.

The first thing you said is probably okay, the second... I'll try to help you. "

"Okay, I'm waiting for your good news. Someone has to come here to clean it up. It's troublesome." On the other side of the phone, Ji Xing said politely.

As for the country, just a little mention, everyone, don’t make any new stalks with open minds, writing a book is not easy, I really dare not touch it.

In addition, the last week of the new book list, rush!