People are in Zongman, in short, they are very disdainful

"Shut up, Beelzebub."

Lucifer, who was staring at Mao Lilan drooling, became serious.

"This is the child I fancy, and it's not something you can understand."

"It's as if you are much younger than me. When we first met, the Roman Empire hadn't been divided, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense about a woman's age!!!"

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At this moment, Black Cross Street.

"Bastard..."

Although Mitsuhiko, who has a pistol, seems to have the upper hand, anyone with a discerning eye can see that he has no chance of winning.

Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko had only four bullets left, and Conan kept dodging, neither his football nor the anesthesia needle were used.

"Having to recall those painful things again...."

Dad... Mom...

Genta's scorched corpse and Ayumi's sprayed brain appeared in front of his eyes, and Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko's figure gradually disappeared.

As one of Kurosaki Ji's pawns, Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko was also installed [Substitute CD] by Kurosaki Ji without knowing it.

【Cry For Me】(Cry For Me), body type stand-in.

The destructive power, speed, growth, range, and precision are all 0, and the persistence is C.

Ability: When the stand-in messenger is in a state of pain, the sense of existence will be greatly weakened, just like the breath of a certain woman surnamed Kato can be blocked, and she can assassinate unexpectedly!

The surprise attacks that Conan suffered before were all from Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko.

"My mental energy is not enough, [broken heart for me] can only last about 5 minutes, but it should be enough......"

Thinking of this, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya's aura disappeared in front of everyone except Ji Kurosaki.

"Mitsuhiko? Where is it?"

[Heartbreak for me] If such a substitute is handed over to an excellent killer or agent, it will definitely be even more powerful, but how can a child like Mitsuhiko show his power, not to mention that he has to deal with Conan who is favored by fate.

Instinctively feeling an unpleasant feeling coming from behind, Conan straightened up like a carp, narrowly avoiding the bullets flying behind him, and at the same time knelt down on one knee, stretching his hands to the buttons on his waist and right foot respectively.

The football around the waist is on the ground and the foot-enhancing shoes are ready

Very good, now you just need to put Mitsuhiko down with the football, and then tie it with the stretch strap, and then you can...  

"Uhhhhh!!!"

Although due to fate, Conan dodged the bullets flying towards his legs, but two purple-black bullets still hit his feet, and a pair of foot strengthening shoes were instantly scrapped.

"[Magic Bullet Shooter], that's not where I aimed..."

Not aware of the severed arm of Ji Kurosaki hanging on his body, Mao Lilan frowned to express his dissatisfaction.

"This...maybe he's lucky..."

[Magic Bullet Shooter] An ordinary stand-in, how could he see through the protection of fate on Conan.

"But you just keep shooting. I can make 7 magic bullets each time, which is enough to kill this little brat."

"makes sense."

The barrel was raised, and again there was a disturbing dim flash of fire from the revolver.

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"very painful........"

The soles of the feet are the place with the most acupoints in the human body. If they are pierced by a bullet, not to mention that they will lose the ability to walk to a large extent, the pain it will cause to people can be imagined.

If it weren't for the retractable straps that could act like a "three-dimensional mobile device", Conan might have to lie on the ground and wait to die.

Mitsuhiko, are you really...... so merciless?

The flip of the watch was opened, and the scope flashed a reflection.

Goodbye, my friend....and my friendship.....

puff.

pain!

Amidst the slight sound of breaking wind, Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko, who had already been unable to maintain his stand-in ability, knelt on the ground when he fired the next bullet.

Drowsy...so uncomfortable...

When the Boys Detective Corps was still there, I saw Conan use it to knock down criminals. I didn't expect that I would have to taste this kind of taste......

Driven by hatred, the finger that was gradually losing strength pulled the trigger, and the last bullet flew to Conan's head.

However, the bullet was destined to miss its target.

Unlike Kurosaki Thistle's bone bullet, this ordinary brass bullet is very prone to ricochet.

The bullet flew over the back of Conan, who staggered due to a foot injury, and in his surprised and inexplicable eyes, there was a subtle trajectory deviation as he grazed the telephone pole, and hit the football Conan was preparing.

This is the latest football that Dr. Agasa prepared for him before it fell into the clutches of Kurosaki Tsuji.

The double-layer fabric on the surface of the ball is extremely elastic, and there is an interlayer of non-Newtonian fluid between the fabrics.

The result of any blunt hit on it will only be "deflection", and unfortunately, Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko's bullet has no sharp point.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, the bounced bullets deflected wonderfully several times in the alley.

Brushing over chairs, brushing over moss-covered walls, and brushing against the wind shield of Kurozaki Thistle...

boom.

Finally, it flew into the head of Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya who was lying on the ground and sleeping peacefully.

When the brains flew out, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya seemed to have a dream.

In the room, I was chatting about Masked Rider with my fellow detectives, my father was drinking tea outside, and my mother brought delicious snacks as usual——

boom.

The window was broken by a flying football, and everyone except myself disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, he disappeared too.

Sleeping peacefully, the boy who didn't even have time to change his expression had a blood hole between his eyebrows, like a red cherry.

At the back of the head is brain matter mixed with blood, like pink cherry blossoms in early spring.

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya——

— confirmed death.

Chapter 163 Sacrifice to Jesus (3000) King's Dinner ([-])

"Mitsuhiko..."

Seeing Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya, who was headshot by his own bullet and didn't lose his smile even when he died, Conan's heart shrank suddenly.

Obviously....it shouldn't be like this...

I just wanted to anesthetize Mitsuhiko, then hand him over to the police, and then dig out the evil party behind him to bring him to justice, avenge my friend, Uncle Maori and Aunt Concubine, and never thought of taking his life what.........

On the wall of the dark alley, Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko's brains were sprinkled on it, like a memorial flower, white and dazzling.

Mitsuhiko........

The internal organs seemed to be tightened by giant hands, and the pain of losing the last friend made Conan's mind go blank.

So much so that he didn't notice the magic bullet shot from the back of his head.

"Whoosh-"

With the sound of flying through the air, the purple-black missile flew straight towards the boy's head.

The wolf valley casts the magic bullet, and the magic bullet devours the magic wolf.

Before the magic bullet cast by the devil hits the target, it is like a lone wolf, silently, calmly and cruelly chasing the target until it bites off the prey's throat.

This magic bullet is just like the one described in the German opera "Magic Bullet Shooter", vowing to bite off the head of the boy in front of him and drink all his blood——

However, it is doomed to futility.

Conan's body began to emit a subtle golden light, which neither Mao Lilan, [Magic Bullet Shooter] nor himself could see.

Except for one person.

"I really want it..."

Kurosaki Jiji's eyes were full of possessiveness, and the insatiable greed almost broke through the protective cover of the wind, turning into substance and flowing out.

"If you look carefully, the location of the light should be the [head] and [spine], right? It really is [the body of the saint] that's right..."

Unlike the corpses in the JOJO world that are divided into nine pieces, the number of remains in this world is only six pieces, which are evenly divided among the three heroes.

"[Wisdom], [Power], and [Power], these are the three things that human beings want most. They are the three qualities that a saint possesses, and they are also the three symbols of [the remains of a saint]."

Recalling what Beelzebub explained to himself in the Scarlet Hall that day with a look of disgust, Kurosaki Ji looked thoughtfully at Conan who avoided the magic bullet.

"The [head] and [spine] are parts related to the nerves of the human body, which means that this kid is a brave man who symbolizes [wisdom]?

And these two pieces are also vital parts... No wonder this kid is so hard to kill. "

Different from the world of JOJO, there is no "heaven" in this world. Even if the body of the "Saint" is the real Jesus, it is impossible to have such a strong mythical blessing, and Kurosaki Jiji is not unprepared.

Why bother with the drama of "The Twelve Apostles" and "Pilate"?

All this is to reproduce the "Jesus death" scene in the original world.

According to legend, the death of Jesus is for the redemption of all human beings, and he died after bearing all the sins of the world.

So here comes the question—does the sins that are redeemed include the sins of the disciples?

Of course it does.

Conan, as the apostle of destiny, can barely match up with the Son of God, and Kurosaki Ji purged the "Twelve Apostles" precisely to transfer the sins of the disciples to Conan, thereby contaminating the [Saint Remains] and weakening its protection !

"Although it is troublesome, these twelve lives are worth it."

Compared with the golden light observed by the intelligence department on the day the brave man was blessed, the golden light on Conan's body is much dimmer now.

The saint's remains had little effect on him now—relatively speaking, at least.

"The head and spine are no longer vital parts for Conan, and any attack on these two places will be deflected or nullified."This is his only protection.

"Go, Maorilan—"

Turning his gaze from Conan to Mori Ran, and then back again in an instant, there was no such emotion as cruelty in Kurosaki Ji's gaze.

“[Magic Bullet] will be Mercy, for both of you.”

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"No! There's more than one killer..."

After hearing the gunshot and seeing the bullet holes in the wall, Conan's mind quickly sobered up.

I used to think that the bullets that hit my feet belonged to Mitsuhiko, but it doesn't seem to be the case...

Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko's pistol had eight bullets, and he clearly avoided five of them, and one shot hit Mitsuhiko himself, so who belonged to the remaining two rounds?

There were seven bullet holes in the wall, and I was shot ten times. …

This kind of narrow alley is almost impossible to achieve long-distance sniping. The opponent must use concealment magic to carry out a close-up assassination.

The top priority now is to escape...

"Retractable back... ah!"

boom.

Another magic bullet flew in, and Conan, who had lost the ability to walk, was caught off guard. He was shot in his left hand, and the white palm bone was clearly visible in the wound.

What made him even more desperate was that the retractable strap, which had not been maintained by Dr. A Li for a long time, broke.

"As long as... as long as I can get to that place..."

Regardless of the severe pain in his hands and feet, he desperately squeezed the last bit of strength, just to crawl forward like a worm.