I play color 6 in rice flower town

"It's high noon!"

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PS: If you have no motivation, just read this is not the eunuch declaration in the book about the strategy game, the code words are full of motivation in an instant hhh

Chapter 126 Chapter 122

"It's noon!"

Souji Kudo strode out from behind the wall, and at the same time raised the muzzle of the revolver in his hand.

Now that everyone has torn their faces, there is nothing to say.

Besides, this is in the virtual world of the game. As a player, as the three major natural disasters of the stars, or even the fourth natural disaster above the three major natural disasters, it is a routine operation for a woman to drive into a car and get money.

It's nothing to kill a few NPCs who can be killed or not.

The problem also followed.

There are ten people in the room.

And he had only six bullets in his gun.

Even if he could kill with one shot, he couldn't kill everyone in the room except Colonel Moran before the bullets ran out.

In other words, he must at least wear four once, three times twice, or two times three times.

"There are so many of them!" Conan was obviously aware of this serious problem, and he reminded loudly.

"Simple geometry!" Kudo Souji laughed and pulled the trigger continuously.

The player holding the gun frantically slaughtered the unarmed NPC. The huge recoil brought by the firing pin detonating the gunpowder seemed to be nothing to him. The arm holding the gun did not show any signs of shaking up and down except for the horizontal movement of the gun.

Conan was dumbfounded, and wondered if the recoil of the firearms had been changed in the game world.

Otherwise, this gun technology is still human?

... Actually not, the recoil of the revolver is still very large, but it was forcibly suppressed by Souji Kudo.

...with his superb to inhuman shooting skills.

Even in the real world, as long as he wants, he can even press all the bullets of any automatic rifle that shoots an entire magazine to one point within 15 meters.

Pointing to where to hit - this is the basic skill of the Rainbow Squad's minimum standard. Human body strokes and belief shooting are not advisable.

After all, terrorists don't want to stroke each other's bodies to show their friendship.

That's why Souji Kudo is still suspicious up to this day, suspecting that Yumiko's shuttle in Torobika Park was intentional at all, and it was revenge for him covering her mouth at the park gate.

Otherwise, how could it have precisely and gracefully bypassed the prisoners and hit him all on the bow?

You said it wasn't intentional, ghost letter?

Boom boom boom boom boom!

Accompanied by deafening continuous gunshots, six large-caliber bullets shot out through the hot flames from the muzzle, dragging a long spiral wake.

However, the expected famous scene of one wearing three or four did not appear.

Six shots were fired, and six people fell to the ground. One shot killed the other, and the shot was perfect.

He was simply killing targets other than Colonel Moran at random.

A strong man who looked like a thug rushed to the long table as soon as the gunshot fired.

He was not looking for cover to save his life, but instead grabbed a bottle of red wine placed at the end of the long table, and held it tightly in his arms as if he were his own son.

Gunpowder smoke filled the air, and there were only four people standing in the room at this time.

Colonel Moran, a strong man holding red wine, and two soy sauces.

There were supposed to be three soy sauces, but one of them uncharacteristically picked up the red wine, so he wasn't a soy sauce.

Because no one would give their life for a bottle of red wine.

Unless... that bottle of red wine has a special meaning.

"See that bottle of red wine, grab it here." Souji Kudo moved his lips slightly, and said in a volume that only Conan beside him could hear.

wine?

Conan froze for a moment, his gaze shifted slightly.

He had long noticed the bottle of red wine that was placed at the end of the long table, and it was accompanied by a beautiful goblet that was turned upside down on the table.

It means that the person who is entitled to enjoy this bottle of red wine has not yet come.

This is actually a very simple question.

There is only one person who can make Colonel Moran the chair, and that is Professor Moriarty, who controls the entire underground world of London.

In other words, this bottle of red wine is exclusive to Professor Moriarty, and other people, even Colonel Moran, are not eligible to enjoy it. That's why the thug-like man defended the bottle at the first moment of the gunshot. wine.

On the one hand, it is a reminder to the player, and on the other hand, it is also to tell the player that this is a plot that requires props, so don't accidentally smash it.

"Colonel Moran, right?" Souji Kudo threw away the revolver that was empty in his hand, stepped into the room and said to Colonel Moran who had already got up from his seat, he blocked Conan behind him with his adult figure trajectory of action.

"Tell me, where is Professor Moriarty?"

"Professor Moriarty!?" Colonel Moran was surprised.

He originally thought that the other party was a troublemaker, but he didn't expect that the other party would directly pull out a pistol and shoot indiscriminately, and even casually mentioned Professor Moriarty's name.

"Catch him!" the colonel ordered, waving at the remaining two. "His gun is out of bullets!"

Whether it's cheating or being exposed in public, no matter what, it's their own business, and it's better to solve it in private, but if Professor Moriarty's information is leaked, the situation will be different up.

Even for the sake of their own safety, these brats must stay today!

The remaining two thugs had already moved at the moment Colonel Moran waved his hand.

They could clearly see the movement of Souji Kudo throwing the pistol, and besides, the opponent can only hit one person, two fists are no match for four hands!

Ready to go!

He said it was ready!

"go to hell!!!"

The soy saucers rushed forward one after another with their teeth and claws, and they were still shouting earthy villain lines.

The corner of Kudo Souji's mouth curled up in a frantic arc.

... It's been a long time since I practiced.

He bent over and lowered his center of gravity suddenly, supported his lower body with one hand and exerted strength, overturning the first soy sauce that rushed in with a beautiful sweeping leg.

The opponent's head collided heavily with the ground, and he passed out on the spot without saying a word.

Immediately afterwards, he rolled and dodged behind the second soy sauce, and before the other party could react, he slashed his leg with a knife to make him unbalanced, then got up and twisted his neck with a snap.

Within a second, the two of them fought decisively in one go.

On the other side, with the cover provided by Souji Kudo, Conan took off on the spot and stepped on his feet, using the stool as a pedal to jump onto the table, and a front somersault unexpectedly caught him off guard and snatched the red wine bottle from the thug.

The situation was instantly reversed.

All his subordinates lay down on the ground, in a dazed state, and the red wine that Professor Moriarty ordered also fell into the other party's hands.

Colonel Moran's face gradually turned ugly.

If this matter is not handled well, I'm afraid he can't escape the professor's guilt.

"Tell me, where is the Moriarty?"

Souji Kudo moved his body and walked slowly towards him, his eyes were extremely kind: "Say it early, otherwise I will pour mercury into the opening of your celestial cover~"

Fill... pour mercury! ?

Colonel Moran's pupils shrank.

He knew about this kind of torture, but he had only seen it in materials and documents. It was said that it was specially used to punish those criminals who committed the most heinous crimes.

The executioner will cut an opening on the prisoner's head and pour mercury into it. Since the process is too cruel, I won't go into details here. In short, a complete human skin will be obtained in the end.

As for what will happen to the prisoner without skin, I think you can almost imagine it.

Is this guy a devil? ! !

Moran exclaimed loudly in his heart.

Just when the colonel was at war with heaven and man, the door of the club was suddenly opened from the outside again.

Everyone looked at him in unison.

An elderly coachman with a stooped figure came in from outside, his face was covered by a wide brim of hat, making it difficult to see his facial expression clearly.

"Excuse me, Lord Moriarty said he would like to see you all. He is waiting for you in the carriage."

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PS: Ah, ah, the limit of human beings is two shifts, so I will stop being a human being! ! ! (Bring the code word of stone ghost face)

Chapter 127 Chapter 123 Success

"Excuse me, Lord Moriarty said he wants to see you all. He is waiting for you in the carriage. Please follow me."

The voice of the coachman, who was pressing the brim of his hat, was deep and old, with an undeniable taste.

After he brought the words, he bowed to everyone in the house, turned around and wanted to walk out the door.

At this time, Colonel Moran, who had already become a bare-handed commander in the room, finally came to his senses, and hastily stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Please... please wait!"

"Ok?"

Before the voice finished speaking, the old man who had just stepped half a step out of the door stopped and turned his head to stare at Colonel Moran.

"Are you trying to disobey Lord Moriarty's orders?"

"I……"

The colonel, who was still full of anger before, was frightened by this look, and immediately shut his mouth tightly, not daring to speak again.

Seeing this, Conan, who was holding the wine bottle in his hand, frowned, as if he realized something.

……

On the streets of London in the middle of the night, there was no one in the cold wind, and a black carriage quietly leaned against the red brick wall and stopped on the side of the road.

At the corner of the street not far away, several familiar faces lined up from top to bottom, looking out from behind the corner from time to time.

In London in the nineteenth century, advanced sound insulation materials had not yet appeared. When the gunshots rang out in the club, the members of the Boy Detectives, who were outside to respond to the cat, could hear them clearly.

They originally wanted to rush in to support immediately, but they were forcibly held back by Hui Yuanai.

The reason is that too many people in a small indoor space will cause unnecessary accidental injuries.

I have to say that her judgment was correct.

Four seconds after the gunshots sounded, the black carriage appeared under the red brick wall outside the poker club.

There is no back and forth.

There is also no prompt for loading and reading articles.

The carriage just came out of thin air.

Immediately afterwards, they saw an old man who looked like a coachman get off the carriage, opened the door and walked into the club.

The quick-thinking Mitsuhiko immediately realized that this was a sign that the main line of the game had entered the next stage.

And now, almost 20 seconds have passed since the coachman entered the club.

Yuantai couldn't bear it anymore, he pushed Mitsuhiko's shoulder with his hand and whispered: "Hey, Mitsuhiko, why don't we go in and have a look, didn't those annoying guys go in before I said it, in case What if the old man and Colonel Demon Wolf were in the same group just now?"