[Conan] I just want to be a magician quietly.

He doesn't know what exactly Sangria is going to do, but if you don't do what he says, Xiaolan...

When Conan's figure disappeared from sight, Ruo Muliang retracted the gun, turned around and called Gin Jiu.

"I've dealt with Ireland, but it seems that a little mouse has sneaked into the venue. I don't know how many things he should not have heard."

Gin on the helicopter frowned and looked impatiently at the dark top of Tokyo Tower.

"Why didn't you get rid of that little mouse?"

Ruo Muliang said confidently: "My marksmanship is for moving targets? There is no light yet?"

Gin:  …

"Tsk, your original firearm... Forget it."

Gin, who subconsciously wanted to complain, suddenly realized that the one who taught Sangria marksmanship back then seemed to have his own share.

After experiencing the teaching achievement from getting started to giving up, Gin directly threw his hands at Rye and Bourbon, out of sight and out of mind.

And the rye has turned traitor again, so... bourbon is a piece of shit!

Sitting by the side, I heard a little bit of vodka: ...

It always feels like sangria has said nothing, and it seems that everything has been said.

"The professional sniper in Chianti missed the vital point of Ireland even with punctuation, and I need to help make up the knife."

Chianti, who was ridiculed in the air, silently held his sniper rifle tightly, highlighting a weak, scared and helpless person.

Gin immediately felt that the sound of the helicopter's propeller turning was a little too loud, which made his forehead ache.

"However, before going upstairs, I did a little bit of manipulation, and the little mouse couldn't go downstairs, so it could only run to the rooftop on the top floor.

With such a wide view from the rooftop, it is not difficult to deal with a scurrying little mouse, right? "

So Qin Jiang, please don't hesitate to restore the famous scene in the original plot, and shoot a certain reckless little corgi with a Wuzhi.Anyway, with the aura of the protagonist in his body, Conan will never die here.

At this moment, Gin Jiu's excellent sniper's eyesight happened to catch a glimpse of a figure flashing past on the stairs of the rooftop.

Suffocated, Gin adjusted the direction of the helicopter without hesitation, shooting at a small corgi that was passing by.

The bullets hit the Tokyo Tower like a storm, splashing out a lot of sparks, and the sound effect of da da da da da made a certain sixth child who had lost -80 raise the corners of his mouth.

Hey, it feels so good to watch others being shot~

Chapter 437 Mihua is really lively

"So, why didn't Sangria go after him and finish him off?"

Chianti poked Vodka's back softly, glanced warily at the obsessed model worker, and asked in a very low voice.

【Because I'm dealing with Ireland】

Suddenly the voice of sangria came from Chianti's earphones, and her hand that poked Vodka's shoulder suddenly stiffened. There was always a guilty feeling that she said bad things about her colleagues behind her back and was caught by herself.

Vodka: ?

"What about Ireland?"

Isn't Ireland dead?

The second after asking this sentence, Vodka felt deeply regretful, always feeling that Sangria's answer must not be an answer that can be easily accepted.

【It’s easy to deal with it when you’re dead. If you cut it while you’re alive, the movement and blood loss will be too great】

Vodka/Chianti: ...

The word "cutting" is already used, your treatment is really not serious!

Even the bullet storm operated by Gin had a suspicious pause for a few seconds, buying precious breathing time for Conan who was exhausted on the rooftop.

Conan hid in a blind spot on the rooftop, panting heavily.

Fortunately, these bullets have their own ideas, so our short-legged little corgi didn't turn into Conan sauce in the continuous shooting, but there were so many scratches on his body.

Damn, what next?

The black organization directly dispatched the gunship, so that even if there was no sangria blocking the door below, he could only escape towards the top of Tokyo Tower.

Otherwise, Xiaolan in a coma would have no way to escape the opponent's indiscriminate shooting.

At this moment, the continuous shooting of pure black helicopters in the sky stopped for a moment.

Conan:?

Could it be that the mounted weapon is overheating?

But now is obviously not a good time to think about this question. Conan looked down at the red safety helmet that just rolled to his feet. After that, he turned his head and jumped off the Tokyo Tower, which is about 333 meters high, relying on his own hang.

To be honest, this method of landing is comparable to the operation of Captain America next door stepping on the shield to jump out of the plane, and the main focus is idealism.

What kind of stretchable strap can extend more than 300 meters?

Sure enough, the Saiyan Kyogoku is just a joke, and you have to watch Dr. Ari for the whole audience.

After Ruo Muliang applied dozens of layers of illusion to himself, he quietly floated in mid-air and watched Conan perform a leap of faith in public. He couldn't help applauding the scene in front of him that marked the official transformation of the Ke Xue world into the science fantasy world.

Gin on the helicopter naturally saw Conan jumping from the Tokyo Tower in public, but because of some mysterious and mysterious will, he still couldn't see Conan's figure and face clearly.

Just when Conan was about to land safely, he changed his position in the air, turned over, and used the black technology telescopic strap as a huge slingshot, and the helmet that was originally used as a cushion in his hand served as a temporary bullet, aiming at the hovering in the air Apache.

Ruo Muliang couldn't hold back his click.

Dabaa, little corgi.

It’s only been a few days since Qin Jiang’s Wuzhi started (the point is that I haven’t even played it yet), so it’s a waste of resources to be wiped out by a hard hat like this.

Moreover, now that there is a stable -80 temporary shelter like Shuichi Akai, as long as you work hard, you can always find a chance to drive a Wuzhi to the sky for two laps.

Men, how many can refuse the temptation of armed helicopters?

So Ruo Muliang shot two invisible wind blades without hesitation, cutting off Conan's retractable strap directly.

"Hmph, it seems that I knew there was no hope, so I chose to kill myself."

Of course, Gin in mid-air didn't know that some little lunatic helped him avoid the fate of floating around with a parachute and blowing cold wind in the middle of the night. Tokyo Tower.

In Gin's cognition, it is obviously impossible for normal human beings to jump from the Tokyo Tower, which is more than 300 meters high, without being injured. qδ

At the bottom of Tokyo Tower, Conan looked at the cracked helmet that fell halfway to his feet after taking off less than 20 meters away, and punched the ground a little annoyed.

Because of Belmode's counter-operation in the nest, the real Matsumoto Kiyomiga was rescued, and Wuyang Wuyang's police car also surrounded the bottom of Tokyo Tower at this time.

As for why the police surrounded the Tokyo Tower, but they still watched the scene of the helicopter shooting the large-scale scene in Tokyo, but no one informed the military to come and end it?

It has to be said that those monsters who organize the weapons department are still somewhat of a chicken thief.

Although after Qinjiu got Wuzhi, they only made two modifications in total.

One is to change the camouflage spray paint on the surface of the helicopter to black that is more suitable for the organization, and the other is to melt the magical ore that Wakamu Ryo brought back from Visbania, and add an extra layer of anti-radar detection paint to the helicopter. layer.

When Qin Jiu went back to pick up equipment and prepare to deal with Ireland, he learned that a model worker was going to drive Wuzhi to the vicinity of Tokyo Tower openly, and the person in charge of the weapons department rolled up his sleeves on the spot...

A flag was painted on the side of the Apache's fuselage.

Coupled with the magical low detectability of Visbania ore, it always feels like an armed helicopter with this high-end technology should really be something in the American father's house.

So, until Gin shot a shot at the Tokyo Tower, Conan was forced to perform a wave of extreme emergency landing, and the Neon Air Self-Defense Force did not show his face.

After the Apache flew away, the police quickly rushed into the interior of the Tokyo Tower and woke up their colleagues who were stunned by Ireland.

Xiaolan came out after a group of police officers who were sacrificed to heaven, and touched the back of her neck in a daze.

No pain at all?

Then how did I faint?

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The next day

The riddled Tokyo Tower naturally made the headlines of the newspaper that day. A boyish-looking girl with short black hair and a hat appeared on the street of Mihua. , bought a newspaper exuding the aroma of ink.

"The rice flower is really lively."

Sera Masumi, who came out early, quickly finished flipping through the newspaper in his hand, then raised a bright smile and looked at the boss of the newsstand.

"Boss, is there any manga here? Is it the latest edition of Aoto-sensei?"

The owner of the newsstand is a middle-aged man who looks a bit rich, and he smiled cheerfully at Sera Zhenchun: "The latest issue hasn't come out yet, you came two days early."

Shiliang Zhenchun let out a sigh, stuffed the newspaper into the bag casually, and walked quickly to the bus platform not far away to wait.

As the youngest daughter of the Akai family, she grew up with Akai Marie in Neon.Three years ago, Mary took her back to London again because she suspected of discovering the trace of Gotake Akai who had been missing for many years.

However, Gotake Akai who appeared three years ago was actually Belmode in disguise, so the mother and daughter got nothing in London.

until……

Sera Masumi touched the backpack she was carrying, and took out a comic book with a slightly worn cover from it.

She came to Neon to investigate.

And there is only one reason for her to temporarily separate from her mother and return to Nihong alone.

Sera Masumi looked down at the bad bunny girl on the cover of the manga, who had the same dark green eyes and long black hair as her, with a slightly dignified expression.

That's right, she returned to Neon this time just to investigate "About the death of my elder brother who has been missing for many years and seems to have turned into a sister".

Chapter 438 Do Me a Favor

With a loud bang, a bed smashed directly through the ceiling, and fell to pieces on the ground of the first floor. The black-haired young man on the bed avoided the severe concussion level by floating just a second before the bed shattered. backstab.

Matsuda and Hagiwara glanced at the source of the sound, and found that Wakagi Ryo was not missing any arms or legs, and immediately lowered their heads calmly and continued to eat breakfast.

Even the cats and dogs in the yard were startled for a short time, and then they calmly did what they should do, without blowing their hairs.

Ruo Muliang touched his nose, and skillfully swung a dozen prosthetics on it.Then, with a bit of resentment that he didn't get enough sleep, he walked slowly towards the kitchen.

"Well, Jingguang, today's breakfast..."

"boom!"

There was another loud bang, and Jing Guang, who had always been extremely reliable, coughed and rushed out of the kitchen, patting the black ash on his body.

Ruo Muliang:?

"Jing Guang, you blew up the kitchen?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang covered his face silently, "I think it's your problem, Mr. Liang, about frying the kitchen."

Ruo Muliang: ...

Ruo Muliang blinked, then turned to look at Matsuda and Hagiwara who were eating well.

Matsuda moved his ears and instinctively protected the food, but Kenji Hagiwara generously handed over the untouched part of the plate.

"Eat my..."

"Click, snap."

Ah well, could it be that Dad Tiandao came here today with -80 to collect debts because he played too much with the little Corgi last night?

Hehe, believe it or not, I dare to do it next time?

Zhu Fu Jingguang glanced at the breakfast on the floor, sighed, took out a rice ball from the refrigerator, stuffed it into Ruo Muliang's hand, and then patted him on the shoulder.

"Just a moment."

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Café Poirot

Ruo Muliang observed the situation inside through the window. Today, Toru Amuro did not appear in the cafe wearing an apron, and the only employee on duty was Xiao Azusa.

There weren't many customers in the coffee shop, except for Mori Kogoro and others, there were only Police Officer Takagi who was still wrapped in bandages and Nakamori Ginzo with a melancholy face.

Well, they are all familiar faces.

Ruo Muliang focused on observing Conan who was just strafed by the helicopter last night.

The preference of the will of the world is really not just talking. Conan was swept by the weapon on the helicopter without any missing arms or short legs, only a few minor abrasions, and all the wounds healed the next day, and he became a lively little Corgi again. one.

"Ah, brother Ruogi."