Daily life of a spy in the world of Conan

Chianti glanced back and forth through the scope, finding nothing.

"They are all hiding. You have to make them reappear in our sight or get them out of this house."

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

Xia Chuan smiled, unzipped his shirt, and pulled out two egg grenades from his inside pocket.

Vodka's eyes widened. We are all from the distillery, and I am Gin's younger brother. I don't even have a grenade, but you have this thing.

Xia Chuan ignored Vodka's surprise, pulled out the bolt, held it in his hand for a second, and threw it away.

With a clang, the glass on the west side of the first floor shattered and the grenade fell to the ground. The eyes of several investigators fell on the military green oval object in front of them. There were obvious horizontal and vertical dents on it. It rolled several times in front of them and finally stopped.

"It's a grenade, get down!" Kamal's hair stood up, he used his hands and feet to lunge backwards, and hid nimbly behind the sofa.

But others were not so lucky.

It took Xia Chuan one second to hold the grenade in his hand, and another two seconds for it to fall after he was thrown out. By the time they saw it, it was too late to react.

With a loud bang, the west outer wall of the first floor collapsed, smoke and dust billowed, and the snowflakes were dyed gray by the dust. An arm fell from the sky, carrying a few stone fragments and landed at Xia Chuan's feet.

"Nice job, Tequila, I'm starting to like you."

Chianti worships the strong and loves killing. When he saw Tequila's behavior, he couldn't help but praise him. He felt that the other party was the same kind of person as himself, who killed people without blinking an eye.

Xia Chuan shuddered and said, "Don't say that. I'm going to have a girlfriend soon."

"Hey! Where did you get the grenade?"

Vodka felt the need to ask, he wanted it too.

This thing is much more useful than a pistol in close combat, and it can kill several people at once.

"Bought it from a Yakuza organization in Tokyo!"

Xia Chuan was just making it up. In the world of science, bombs are rampant, so it's reasonable for him to get two grenades.

"Here, give it to you!"

Xiachuan handed another grenade to Vodka, and Vodka's eyes were too fanatical.

Frank should have heard it by now, right?

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Chapter 67: The Great Battle

After the gunshots just now, Frank still didn't show up, even though the first shot fired by Shuichi Akai was so loud, and Vodka also fired several shots.

What should Conan and his family of three do if something goes wrong at this time?

This fan is so incompetent.

"Okay, okay! When my brother comes back, I will say a few good words for you in front of him."

Vodka took the grenade, pulled out the bolt excitedly, and imitated what Xiachuan had done just now. He found a new target and threw the grenade into the second-floor window where Shuichi Akai had just stuck his head out.

Akai Shuichi should still be on the second floor. He will definitely die now. Even if he is lucky, he will be skinned alive.

However, the results were not as expected.

Less than a second after the grenade fell into the window, there was a click. The sound did not sound like the grenade falling to the ground, but rather like it hit something.

Xia Chuan had a bad feeling, swallowed, and took two steps back.

next second.

The grenade returned the same way.

Grass! !

Xia Chuan turned the corner like a hungry wolf.

Vodka was confused, the smile on his face had not disappeared yet, he stared blankly at the flying grenade.

Fortunately, the grenade completed the countdown in the air and exploded in mid-air.

A rumbling sound spread all around, and the heat wave and white mist swept across the area several meters around.

The sound waves and air waves made the trees within a few miles shake, and the accumulated snow fell down as if it had lost its support.

Vodka was not hit directly by the grenade, but was also dizzy from the aftermath. Fortunately, the grenade did not fall, otherwise Vodka would have died here.

Xia Chuan was quick-witted and quick-handed, and he reached out and pulled the other person to the corner of the wall.

Vodka cannot die, at least not while he is working with him, otherwise it will be difficult to explain to Gin when he returns.

In the corner, Vodka's legs were shaking as if he was DJing. The cold sweat on his back had soaked his suit. His strong heart palpitations made him cough twice.

Damn Shuichi Akai.

Vodka reacted and fired several shots at the empty windows, for no other reason than to vent his anger.

It was at this moment that Xiachuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. In his sight, a box truck rushed towards the cabin where Conan was.

Fortunately, it’s finally here!

......

Inside a two-story building with smoke coming out of the chimney.

Kudo Yusaku's face looked extremely ugly. He had long felt that something was wrong and felt vaguely uneasy.

Bad things happened as expected.

The sound of gunfire echoed in his ears, but it was not a big deal. He could hear it often in the free United States, and he went to shooting clubs many times, so he was not panicked.

The most terrifying thing was the two explosions.

Grenade or bomb?

This is not the Middle East. Even explosives are being used. What is going on?

He didn't dare to look out the window at all, because he had just tried it once. The moment he looked out, a bullet pierced through the tall hat of the Dark Night Baron cosplay costume. Fortunately, the hat was high enough, otherwise it would have been his smart brain that would have been hit.

"What should we do, Yusaku?" At this time, Kudo Yukiko hugged her husband like a koala. The bad omen made Kudo Yusaku feel like raising his gun.

"We seem to be involved in some serious case. Also, let me go first. I can't think like this." Kudo Yusaku broke free from his wife's restraints, pushed up his glasses, and raised his tall hat towards the window again.

After a few seconds, the hat was intact, with only one hole on it.

"It seems they have moved their sniper position." Kudo Yusaku breathed a sigh of relief, and then thought of his son who was locked up by them, "Go and untie Xiaoxin's rope quickly. I'm afraid our game will come to an end now."

However, just as he finished his words, the hat was hit again, and two consecutive shots directly tore the upper part of the hat into pieces.

"hateful!"

Chianti gritted her teeth. This was the second time. The hat had deceived her twice.

But there is no other way. Now, every bush and tree looks like an enemy. Akai Shuichi's sniping ability is world-class. If he delays his shooting by even one second, he may be killed. He must strike first as quickly as possible.

"Cohen, Chianti, I'll take care of the little house with the smoking chimney, and you just deal with Akai Shuichi."

After that, Xia Chuan turned to Vodka and said, "I'll go keep an eye on that little house. I'll leave this place to you."

Vodka hummed, and asked in a somewhat tangled manner: "Are there any more grenades?"

He had experience and swore that the same situation would never happen again the second time.

"Nothing."

Just kidding, you can't give him vodka even if you have it. If this guy does it again, I might end up dying with him.

Moreover, the battle just now caused heavy losses on the FBI side, so it is better to use weapons with high lethality such as grenades as little as possible, otherwise it will be a one-sided battle and it will be boring.

A hole was blown into the side of the house, killing the FBI and giving them a way to escape.

This direction was just out of the sniper's field of vision, and several FBI agents swarmed out, stepping on the bodies of their teammates.

"Pay attention to nearby enemies." Shuichi Akai frantically searched for Cohen and Chianti on the second floor.

The complex terrain undoubtedly increased the difficulty of his search, and there was also a Gin who had not appeared yet, lurking somewhere, ready to give him a critical hit.

Even Vodka showed up, so he didn't believe that Gin wasn't there.

Bullets whizzed through the air and flew towards Cohen and Chianti who had just landed. The two snipers from the winery were suppressed by firepower as soon as they poked their heads out.

Not to mention shooting, there was no time to even aim. Akai Shuichi was too fast, like playing whack-a-mole.

"As expected of Akai Shuichi."

Putting aside the premise of different camps, Cohen still admires Shuichi Akai very much.

"Admire the enemy? Are you still asleep? Just wait and see, I will definitely kill him!"

Chianti's madness is rare in the winery. She joined the winery for no other reason than because the organization has many assassination missions that can release the devil in her heart. Every time she completes a mission, she feels as excited as if she had taken drugs.

Cohen knew his teammates and did not respond. After observing Chianti's position, he immediately opened up the angle as he was afraid of being implicated.

"Cohen, go to the third building on the left and increase the angle of your gunfire. The FBI has already escaped from the cabin, and only Akai Shuichi is left inside!"

Vodka was pinned in the corner and unable to raise his head. Even though several FBI members had died, they still had the advantage in numbers. In addition, Chianti and Cohen were restrained by Shuichi Akai, and Tequila had gone to another cabin. His situation was not good.

"Go, Shuichi!"

Kamal released all his bullets, pressing Vodka so hard that he couldn't lift his head. He held the earphone while changing the bullets and shouted, "What if they still have grenades? It's too dangerous to stay in the house!"

In response he heard the sound of bullets passing through the silencer, followed by several more bullets being fired.

Akai Shuichi said with a cold face, holding down the headset, "I will hold back the two snipers, you go and kill Vodka and Tequila. Sending out four codename members at once, the director's intelligence is indeed wrong, this is a complete trap."

"Four investigators have died, and we don't have many bullets left." An investigator shouted with a pale face. Why the hell are we still fighting at this time? Let's run!

The FBI investigator said that it is more pleasing to fight away from home or to flee in panic, and hoped that Shuichi Akai would not be impulsive.

The enemy was in the dark while they were in the light. They threw two grenades at them without even giving them time to react. Who knows if these crazy guys might have grenades or other weapons of mass destruction in their hands.

Radio silence...

After a long time, a van appeared in Shuichi Akai's field of vision. Judging from its direction, its destination seemed to be the small house in the middle of their battle with the winery.

Anyone else?

Could it be that the deal was real? Even at this point, he still didn't give up.

Is Gin here?

In an instant, Shuichi Akai turned the gun and aimed the sniper rifle at the truck driver, not caring whether the person in the car was Gin or not, and fired a bullet.

Greeting with bullets was his respect for his old enemy.

Peng——

"Damn it!"

Frank was startled and stepped on the accelerator hard. As the car speeded up, he glanced towards the left passenger seat.

There was a bullet embedded in the passenger window, and the flattened bullet head made him feel a little creepy.

This is a sniper bullet, damn it!

Fortunately, it is bulletproof glass.

Although the sniper rifle failed to shatter the glass, the cracks had already spread like a spider web. This thing couldn't withstand a few shots.

If it was a rifle or a pistol, bulletproof glass would not be afraid at all, and it would be like a piece of cake to withstand a dozen or twenty bullets. But unfortunately, it is now facing an M200 sniper rifle.

Xia Chuan, who was squatting near Conan's cottage, was also frightened when he saw this scene. Fortunately, the bulletproof truck produced by IRS was strong enough.

Chapter 68 is not a big problem, I can still type!

Gunshots rang out again, and bullets passed through the air in an orderly manner, with the same target: the van.

The attention of both sides was attracted by the van. Although it was bulletproof, it could not withstand such shooting.

Helplessly, Xia Chuan had to take action himself. He put the M9 aside and took out the Desert Eagle to shoot.

At this distance, the M9 is like a water gun, it will fall down halfway and no one can hit it. Only the Desert Eagle can have a certain effect.

However, the effect was not as good as expected. After the bullet was fired, it was pulled by gravity and fell down a little before hitting Akai Shuichi, and only hit the bottom edge of the window.

Fortunately, the Desert Eagle still has a certain deterrent effect. Its powerful force shattered the window sill where the gun was mounted. The sniper rifle lost its fulcrum and fell down, and the bullet missed.

Then Xia Chuan used the same trick again and fired a shot in Cohen's direction.

Snipers on both sides lowered their heads and adjusted.

Akai Shuichi glanced at the magazine and saw that there were not many bullets left, so he had to use them sparingly.