Daily life of a spy in the world of Conan

The target was not Kidd, but the black windbreakers who had just broken through the window. Now that they were blinded by the flash bomb, it was a good time to deal with them.

The sound of gunfire echoed in the exhibition hall, and the men in windbreakers fell one after another.

At the same time, Kuroba Kaito, who picked the dazzling flower, also took out the poker gun and shot at the man in the black windbreaker on the other side.

The poker cards were ringing loudly, and the men in black windbreakers had just regained their vision when they felt their arms go numb and the assault rifles in their hands fell to the ground.

"Hey! That's a real gun. You're killing people, do you know that?"

Kuroba Kaito's face was heavy. After making sure that all the men in black windbreakers had fallen, he pointed his gun at Natsukawa.

This guy is going too far. These are real lives. Even if they are carrying guns illegally, they should be judged by the law, not an unknown guy.

Although he had just stood with Officer Nakamori, he was sure that this guy was definitely not from the police. Don't ask why, just ask that his IQ of 400 told him so.

"They should be judged by the law, not fall under your gun!"

"Oh, sorry, I represent the law now! And this is my gem, I have reason to protect my property from infringement, right, Kaito Kidd!" Xia Chuan shook a certificate in his hand.

Kuroba Kaito has 2.0 vision in both eyes, so he can see the graphic clearly at once.

Neon IRS ID.

“When did the IRS become allowed to carry guns on duty?”

"It's a new cabinet policy, but it's still in the trial stage. If you have any questions, you can file a complaint with the Ministry of Finance or the National Police Agency. But with your status... I'm afraid you'll be thrown into jail before you can file a successful complaint."

“So, I advise you to be kind.”

Xia Chuan took back the ID that Frank had given him.

According to him, he asked for it from his father-in-law.

After all, the other party had already told him about Xiachuan Xin who was coming, but the word "father-in-law".

It's up for debate.

He didn't believe that Frank had a girlfriend!

At this point, he had an official government identity and was finally no longer an unemployed vagrant.

As for the policy he mentioned, it is indeed not aimless. This is indeed a new IRS regulation that is currently being tested. Some special investigators have the legal right to carry guns to prevent unexpected events during investigations.

After all, those who don't pay taxes are not easy to deal with.

Especially since the targets of special investigators are chaebols and the Yakuza, they can only have some self-protection ability if they are equipped with guns.

Gunshots rang out again, and this time it was not Xia Chuan who fired the gun, but the man in police uniform.

"Damn bastard!"

When the man in police uniform discovered the flash bomb, he hid behind a pillar, just out of Xiachuan's angle, and thus escaped.

A magazine was emptied and not a single bullet hit Xia Chuan.

"Look, if I don't shoot, I'll be the one who dies."

Xia Chuan hid behind the display case, still in the mood to chat with Kaito Kidd: "Also, this gem has been given to me by the Ryūmoto Foundation. I'm sorry, I can't let you take it away."

As he said that, he quickly reached out and snatched the gem from Kuroba Kaito's hand.

Holding the gem in his hand, Xia Chuan clearly felt that there was something wrong with the feel.

It was soft, warm, and even struggled a bit.

When he looked down, he found that the gem in his hand had turned into a dove at some point.

Then he saw the pigeon had pooped on the ground. Apparently he had squeezed it too tightly and scared the pigeon into pooping.

"No matter who it belonged to before, it belongs to me now!"

Kuroba Kaito smiled contemptuously, knocked the police uniform man's pistol away with his poker gun, then jumped up, stood on the broken high window, and locked his eyes on another Kaito Kid who had just taken off.

"Sir, I look forward to meeting you again."

Kuroba Kaito bowed farewell, opened his arms, leaned back, and disappeared above the high window.

Xia Chuan chuckled and watched the gorgeous departure.

I have to say that Kaito is very talented. At least when it comes to pretending to be cool, he is no worse than Kuroba Touichi.

"Funny little brat, but I hope you like the gift I gave you."

(Ask for monthly ticket)

Chapter 114 I was quick and got it back

At this time, some people in black windbreakers picked up their guns again. Kuroba Kaito only knocked down their assault rifles, and most of the people were fine.

Now that they have recovered, they are filled with anger and are ready to commit evil.

At the first moment, Xia Chuan was suppressed by fire.

The shells hit the marble floor with a crisp sound, and the bullets covered them like a fishing net.

"You dare to destroy our organization's plan? Let me send you away from this world!"

The man in police uniform bared his teeth in anger, and waved his hand, signaling not to stop the attack.

He was still very sad when six or seven of his men died at once.

The bullets quickly shattered the display case, but fortunately the inner core of the wooden display case was made of steel, so it could still hold for a while.

Of course, Xia Chuan is not someone who can be easily bullied.

An oval-shaped military green object flew out from behind the display case.

The man in police uniform clenched his palms, indicating that he should put away his gun, and narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the oval object that fell not far from him.

"Is this... a grenade?"

"Lie down!"

Practice makes perfect.

With the first experience of lying down brought to him by Kaito Kidd, he lay down very quickly this time and also found a cover by the way.

But this is too cheap and embarrassing!

The man in police uniform felt extremely aggrieved. It was the first time in his long career that such a situation had happened to him. He fell to the ground twice in a row.

In his mind, this was not lying down, but kneeling in shame!

Rumbling--

The explosion caused thick black smoke to rise from the exhibition hall. Fortunately, there was only one exhibit in the exhibition hall, the Brilliant Flower, which was taken away by Kidd. Otherwise, Director Ozawa would probably have committed suicide tomorrow.

All the windows were shattered. In the eyes of fans and reporters outside, the scene was simply too gorgeous and elegant.

Kaito Kidd, even after his death, left behind such a beautiful masterpiece, which really makes people yearn for it.

Exhibition hall.

The man in police uniform waited quietly for a few seconds and found that there was no movement after the explosion. He felt something was wrong and immediately went behind the display case where Xia Chuan was hiding.

"He ran away, damn it!"

The man in police uniform turned his head and looked at the display case, and found that the dazzling flower had disappeared.

The gem was gone, half of his men died, Kidd was not killed, and the Japanese IRS was offended again.

The man in police uniform felt like his butt was covered in shit and was extremely disgusted.

Fortunately, as long as we don’t reveal our identities, they won’t know who we are!

"They're inside. Listen up, everyone. Leave no one alive. Shoot all the criminals to death on the spot!"

"Yes!" Responses came one after another, from at least a hundred people.

"Damn it, when did the police support become so fast!?"

The sound at the door seemed particularly harsh. The man in police uniform gritted his teeth and took a look at the tightly closed door of the exhibition hall. He waved his hand helplessly, signaling to retreat.

The men in black windbreakers had strong execution capabilities. The helicopter hovered in front of the broken window, and each of them carried the body of a companion away.

Their organization must never be exposed in the open.

Therefore, no body can be left behind.

A minute later, the door collapsed with a loud bang, and the resulting wind blew the last wisp of white mist gas out of the window.

However, there was not a large number of police forces behind the gate as imagined, and the noise just now seemed anticlimactic.

Behind the door, there was only a child with reflective glasses.

"Conan, why are you here?"

Xiachuan pushed open the secret compartment on the ground, stuck his head out, and just in time saw Conan posing.

This is a secret compartment specially prepared by Officer Nakamori. He originally planned to hide in it and wait for Kidd's arrival.

As a result, now he was lying on the ground, along with two hundred other police officers.

This just gave Xia Chuan an advantage.

The scene was in ruins, some areas were stained with blood, and the police "corpses" scattered all over the ground made Conan, who had come with great ambition to catch Kid, stand there in a daze.

He didn't even hear Xia Chuan greeting him.

"Conan, what are you doing? Come and help me!"

There was a hole in Xia Chuan's black trousers, and blood was flowing out.

Although he used the display cabinet as a shelter, he was still accidentally grazed by a bullet on his calf.

It's not a serious problem, but it requires Miss Youl's careful care, otherwise the injury may worsen.

Conan recovered and hurried over to help Xiachuan up.

"Uncle Xiachuan, why are you here? And what on earth happened here? These policemen..."

Conan's heart was pounding. After pulling Xiachuan up, he stepped on the gravel and lost his balance. He took a step back before he could steady himself.

This was the first time he had seen such a situation, with two hundred dead bodies, which was even more shocking than the last gunfight.

Xia Chuan said nonchalantly, "You mean Officer Nakamori and the others? They're fine. They were just knocked unconscious by the hypnotic gas."

It was at this moment that Officer Nakamori sat up in shock with a scream.

I wanted to curse at that blind guy for stepping on me.

However, the smell of gunpowder made him shudder, his eyes dull, and he completely forgot the pain of Conan stepping on his fingers.

"Kid... killed someone?"

Officer Nakamori was a little bit unbelieving. There was blood everywhere and the smell of gunpowder filled his nose. He couldn't help but feel panic.

"It's okay, Officer Nakamori. This time, I'm afraid someone just stole things under Kid's name, and then happened to run into Kid's enemy. The blood was left by one of the parties, and it has nothing to do with Kid."

"You mean, my men are all right?"

"Of course, if you look closely, you will see that there is basically no blood or wounds on his body, and his chest is rising and falling normally. He is just unconscious."

Ginzo Nakamori was almost frightened to death, but after Natsukawa's reminder, he immediately checked the condition of the police officers.

In addition to some police officers who were splashed with scars by the explosion, there were a few unlucky guys who were accidentally hit by bullets, but they were all fine and their injuries were basically not fatal.

After all, Xia Chuan was the target of the man in the black windbreaker, and hitting the police officer was definitely an accidental injury.

After Nakamori Ginzo recovered, he gave orders one after another into the intercom. Soon, police officers broke in and began to wake up the unconscious police officers one by one.

The injured police officers who were unlucky were also carried away one by one.

It was at this time that Ginzo Nakamori discovered something was wrong.

"Where on earth did you come from, little brat? Why are you in the exhibition center? I have sealed off the entire exhibition center, not even a mosquito can fly in. You couldn't have been hiding somewhere during the day, you little brat!"

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I don't know why, but this guy is so annoying to look at.

I always feel that he looks a bit like Kaito when he was a child. If he didn't wear glasses, he might look even more alike.

Conan showed a pure boyish smile: "I came in from the bathroom window on the first floor. The window over there was not closed."

"Window, impossible!"

Ginzo Nakamori was full of disbelief. After thinking for a long time, he finally found a loophole.