Conan: I'm really not a model worker at a winery

The moment the sound sounded, all three of them subconsciously searched for the source of the sound.

And this voice was no stranger to the two people present.

They soon discovered the masked man who had stepped on the window. His pink hair was very eye-catching under the light, and the pure white five-pointed star on the forehead of the mask was faintly visible between the hair gaps. It was...

How does this mask look, so it looks like Schoble's mask?
Conan's expression froze for a moment.

Hattori Heiji was worried, "Hey, Kudo, he is..."

"Mr. Lin's friend, I've seen him before." It just didn't appear in hundreds of episodes.

Conan quickly replied, and Hattori Heiji immediately felt relieved.

Interrupted by the sudden appearance of Shadow One, the atmosphere finally became less anxious.

but……

"Hey? Little Conan, why are you staring at me? Hurry up and break the case!"

"And your African friend... oh no, you are from Osaka, oops, you made a mistake, don't stare at me, hurry up and solve the problem!"

"Still staring? Stare at me again, believe it or not, I will throw you downstairs?"

Conan: "..." No, he has no tacit understanding with this Mr. Bai Fengjie who has only met once!Didn't the members of the organization so big behind him not see it? ?
Hattori Heiji: "..." Behind, brother!Look behind you!

The two of them felt that their eyelids were about to blink, and Ying on the other side finally realized what they were trying to signal.

Looking back along their eyes, Ying happened to meet Belmode's three-point blank and three-point puzzled eyes.

Then he turned his head in the same way: "What's wrong with her? You take her with you? It's okay!"

Conan: "...?"

Hattori Heiji:"……?"

No, old man, did you not understand the situation?
Belmode calmed down for two seconds.

Uh-huh?This means, it probably means, don't hide it? ?

"But my disguise has been torn off, it doesn't seem appropriate to go down now?" Belmode turned his head, and his brain circuit had gone astray.

Ying paused, and quickly moved a box in from the window, "It's okay, I still have a lot of silicone for masks, enough! You can cover as many faces as you want!"

"That's fine."

Belmode's eyes lit up, and he immediately stepped forward to take the box, and put away the pistols.

This scene directly stared at Conan and the two of them.

Qiu Bean Sack, the masked man in front of him is from the five-star group, right?Shouldn't this Mr. Bai Fengjie stand on their side, then beat up the enemy Belmode, stop the organization's conspiracy, and then hand him over to the police?

Now this...

What's the situation?

People from the organization, and people from the five-star group, do you know each other?

Conan and Hattori Heiji looked at each other blankly, and a few words popped out of their minds at the same time:

My life is over!

"correct!"

Ying, who was going to urge Conan to go down to solve the problem, suddenly thought of something, "Sister Belmode, our people have replaced the funds transferred to the organization by the Ooka family this time! But the others are still below, so please come Hurry up and get him out of the tiger's mouth, thank you!"

"Little Conan, it's up to you to solve the problem! Oh no, Kudo-kun~"

...

"..."

The familiar 'Kudo-kun' almost caused Conan's little heart to stop pacing normally.

When Conan found that Belmode had ignored him and was about to go to the bathroom with the suitcase, he somehow found the courage to shout "stop", then looked at Xiangying, and pointed at Belmode tremblingly, his voice was a little Shake: "Wait, Mr. Bai Feng...You guys, do you know Belmode? Do you know who she is?!"

Conan almost roared out the last sentence.

"Of course." Ying leaned back slightly, as if taken aback, "Sister Belmode, she is our big brother's childhood sweetheart!"

Except for Ying, the three of them paused in unison, their faces stiffened—childhood sweetheart?
The question mark above Conan's head is almost piercing the ceiling: the five-star group, Mr. Lin's eldest brother, Belmode from the organization, childhood sweetheart?
You can't even write a novel like that!
but.

Among the three people, Belmode was the one who reacted the most.

She was stunned for half a second, and then she became angry, "Who and Gin are childhood sweethearts?!"

It’s okay not to mention childhood sweethearts, but as soon as this word was mentioned, Belmode thought of all the grievances and grievances that he was deceived by Qin Jiu, stopped by Qin Jiu at the gate of the base, and forced her to do all the papers in Chinese... Oh, And she gave Gin's hair several knives.

Damn, if these are all childhood sweethearts, then there are probably no good men and women in this world.

After yelling, he felt a little more at ease. Belmode came back to his senses and found that Conan was staring blankly in horror. Only then did he realize something belatedly—wait, did she expose something just now?
The corner of Belmode's eyes twitched, and he met Ying's gaze.

The latter's purple eyes under the mask also stared at the boss: "Old sister, is this something that can be said directly?"

... Old sister?
The corner of the former's eyes twitched twice: "But, I've said everything..."

After staring at each other for a while, the two exchanged eyes, and finally stared at the dull two little detectives.

Conan and Hattori Heiji have lost their ability to speak, and the lights above their heads suddenly dimmed for some unknown reason, and even flickered...

The mask on Ying's face, which looks like Xiao Boolean, looks full of weirdness;
Belmode's expression also collapsed, like a poisonous scorpion...

"Since it was exposed..."

"Then there is no way?"

Two evil forces cornered the righteous young boy.

Conan's mood was like a roller coaster, and at this moment it fell to the bottom——

He might, really, be taking a break.

…………

Tokyo, Kita Ward.

Gin and Angostura are inextricably linked.

They all tacitly did not use firearms... As the experimental subjects, they all knew in their hearts what the other party's recovery ability is... It's okay to say that the bullet got stuck in the flesh, but if it didn't get stuck, the recovery of the injury might take a while. A matter of minutes, unless it hits the point, it won't have much impact.

Angostella once scratched Gin's face with a flying knife, but Gin recovered from that injury when he turned around; A bomb blows up the opponent badly, but it's fine to turn around...

...

it is more than words.

锃——!
The sound of piercing the sky came, and a shining flying knife approached Qin Jiu in an instant with the momentum of lightning.

Several ruined buildings beside the ruins became their main places of destruction...

At present, the two people have some sharp injuries to some extent, but most of them are caused by exchanging injuries.

Because if they don't exchange injuries for injuries, it will be difficult for them to hurt each other:
Gin once had a tentative fight with Angostura on the streets of Shibuya, and knew that Angostella would be difficult to deal with.

——The opponent can be immune to the influence of qi. Generally speaking, if one can be immune to qi, only a person with the same qi can do it, but Gin didn't notice any traces of qi in the opponent's body.

Either that, Angostella had been in contact with something with the same essence as qi, or... the physique was different from ordinary people.

Of course, the above content is secondary.

Even if the bug of anger doesn't work, Gin doesn't think he can't beat the opponent...

The throwing knife was menacing, and Angostella himself was attacking from the side with another flying knife.

It took Gin less than 0.1 second to analyze the counterattack path, and he didn't intend to take the opponent's attack hard.

However, just as he raised his sword and was about to knock the flying knife away, an alarm bell sounded in his brain—can't pick it up... it's dangerous!

With a sudden sense of crisis, Qin Jiu instantly gave up his original movement, directly violating the principles of mechanics, leaning forward and quickly leaning back——

"Hey!"

A high-speed spinning bullet slipped along the bangs of the gin, and nailed straight into the wall.

However, probably due to lack of power, the entire bullet only sank in half...

...where did the 7.62mm bullet come from?

A question popped up in Gin's mind.

He had a sense of crisis when the bullet was approaching, and he didn't feel like he was being aimed in advance. Even if it was distracted during the battle, it also showed that the sniper was never within [-] yards of him...

No, it should be said, at least six hundred yards away!
"Pretty!"

Angostura suddenly praised.

However, Gin was distracted at this moment, unable to avoid Angostella's knife in time.

The flying knife left a three-centimeter-deep gash on his arm, and after a second of stunned blood, it spurted out as if he had found a breakthrough.

The pain in his arm made Gin not think about it any more, but he already knew who the sniper was.

——Underberger.

It can only be this guy with top sniper ability.

"2 against 1, you have to show some face."

Quickly sealed the wound with air to stop the bleeding, Gin simply taunted, swung the knife to force Angostella away, then shook his arm slightly, a button-sized ball slipped into his hand, and he threw it out.

Angostella, who was about to step forward with a smirk, suddenly changed his expression, "Grass..."

Bang!

This inconspicuous little black ball exploded between the two, successfully stopping Angostella's advance.

Gin stabbed out with a sword before the ashes had cleared, stopping straight at the opponent's neck.

The sword was so fast that even if Angostura reacted, he was not sure that he would be completely free from injury, but...he didn't dodge.

...

A strange smile appeared on his face, and Qin Jiu noticed something was wrong with sharp eyes.

In the next second, the familiar sense of crisis penetrated into his bone marrow from the left side, Gin Jiu's face turned cold, and he was forced to stop his movements and back up again.

This time, however, he didn't have time to dodge the bullet.

Can't escape...

--sieve!

Feng Xiao had already reached his ear, but Gin had an astonishing reaction—he turned his head to face the bullet at this moment, with his left eye facing the tip of the bullet.

grumble--!
The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, and the surface of Gin's body was the most. The surface of the bullet that was already approaching was covered with a thin layer of ice. The forehead with gin flicked out.

This set of actions is only in the blink of an eye.

"……Um?"

Angostella didn't expect the bullet to miss the gin, and was taken aback for a while, then snorted, and then swung the knife.

but……

His complexion also changed suddenly, he stopped abruptly, and leaned back—another bullet passed by.

Only this time, it was Angostella's face that was rubbed.

He encountered the same experience as Qin Jiu just now...

Qin Jiu frowned, thought of something, and hooked the corner of his mouth, "It seems that your helper is gone."

"...Go away!" Angostella's expression suddenly changed into a fierceness that had never been seen before, "After I finish you, I will deal with your allies!"

Gin sideways avoided the opponent's attack, jumped onto the wall, showing an anti-gravity scene, "You want to kill me before I open Wushuang? The situation is reversed Stella... I just need to hold you, what do you think other How long can a person last?"

Gin has a playful tone.

In fact, he shouldn't have said so much.

But... for some reason, he didn't expect too much damage from the organization.

Angostella smiled ferociously, staring at Gin, suddenly took out another pistol from the pocket of his windbreaker, and started shooting without saying a word.

Gin immediately jumped off the wall, nimbly like a feline, and started to swim away. While avoiding bullets, he went up to disgust the opponent from time to time...

For the time being, none of them can do anything to the other, it just depends on who runs out of energy first.

Of course, this is also Gin's intention to not really kill the other party.

……

The mansion eight hundred yards away.

Anderberg stared blankly at the masked man in front of him, holding a silver needle in his hand, only five centimeters away from his eyes.

... Or, what he looked at was not that person, but the sniper rifle in the opponent's hand—it was his gun.

Underburger's gun was confiscated.

The long-haired masked man whom he temporarily codenamed Black Star just now rushed up, kicked him, threw a needle at him, and then snatched his sniper rifle and fired...

It's too much.

"Chi..." Jing sneered, glanced at the situation over there through the scope, then threw the sniper rifle aside, and said hoarsely, "Is it not too much for you two to fight?"

"...?" Anderberger froze for a moment, a little serious, "You...can read minds?"

Mirror: "...?" Is this the point?
"Of course." Anderberg thought of the names of a bunch of food in his mind, and then stared at the mirror without blinking.

...

Jing: "..." This is a foodie.

Anderberg understood, "You really know how to read minds."

"... Heh, each other." Jing's voice remained noisy.

But Anderberg didn't pay attention to his voice at all. After confirming that the other party had mind reading skills, his eyes fell on his weapon again.

"This is my gun."

Jing followed his eyes to look at the sniper rifle on the ground, and said coldly: "I will return it to you if you surrender."

Anderberg was expressionless: "Why?"

"Surrender or die."

"..."

Anderberg didn't answer for a while, Jing stood opposite him, with his arms folded, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all... Anderberger didn't seem to be in a hurry either.

But his eyes looked in a certain direction several times.

"If you don't surrender, what will happen?"

Faced with Anderberg's question, Jing didn't answer, but silently took out the chain sickle that he carried with him as a gesture of politeness.

Anderberg shifted his gaze calmly, "I haven't said I won't surrender yet."

Jing lightly clicked his tongue, and put down the knife with a little regret.

Afterwards, Anderberg asked a key question: "I surrender, will you let him go?"

The knife in Jing's hand turned around, and said hoarsely: "You can surrender for him..."

"It's a bit difficult." Anderberg remained calm, "I still don't know his wishes and your purpose."

"Oh?"

The camera tilted slightly, and he understood what he meant, "If our purpose is in line with his wishes, can you surrender on his behalf?"

Anderberg nodded affirmatively, "Yes, but he will definitely beat me, so you have to pay me for medical expenses."

Jing: "...?" This brain circuit is really clear.

Anderberg frowned: "This is just a reasonable logical thinking."

"..." Jing was silent for a while, then said calmly, "Three seconds."

Anderberg was taken aback for a moment.

Jing paused for two seconds, then raised the knife again, "One, zero——"

Anderberg raised his hands, "I surrender."

Mirror regretfully put down the sickle again.

It's a pity, if he was a few seconds later, he could have approved a fight... The fight with Gin just now was really bad.

Shaking his head, Jing put away his sickle, ready to jump off the building and leave.

"Wait." Anderberg stopped the mirror, his eyes burning, "You haven't told me your purpose, and the medical expenses."

"..." Jing Mian turned his head expressionlessly, "Look for the blade yourself."

After all, he jumped directly from the roof of the building.

This scene stunned Anderberger, hesitating for half a second, he quickly picked up his aw, quickly disassembled it and stuffed it into the gun bag, and then jumped down...