Conan: Someone is always trying to murder me

"Let's go, Chianti. There are better and more prey waiting for us over there!"

Letting the rain drip on his black baseball cap, Cohen calmly comforted his female partner with a bad personality.

"Humph, more prey? How many are there?"

Chianti gritted his teeth and hummed.

"I don't know. But there are at least three. If you delay any longer, maybe Gin can handle it alone."

Cohen shook his head sternly.

He has always been taciturn, which means he has worked with Chianti for many years and knows her character, so he said a few words now to stimulate her.

"Kakaka~"

It seemed like a lunatic laugh after catching a cold. Accompanied by the slight vibration of the wings of the swallowtail butterfly under the left eye socket, Chianti couldn't help trembling and laughing.

"..."

Cohen looked at her silently, knowing that she had stopped making trouble.

"That vodka piece of shit can drive better than me?"

Sure enough, after the laughter, Chianti said with a tone full of disdain, then turned and walked directly to the door of the rooftop.

"..."

There was another moment of silence. Cohen stopped talking and followed Chianti dully, his dull eyes flashing a faint light in the rain.

In fact, his finger that pulled the trigger was a little itchy...

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"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Da da da~~"

"Diwu~diwu~"

Accompanied by a steady stream of gunshots rang out from the entrance of the Twin Towers skyscraper and from inside the floors, the rapid alarm bells inside the Twin Towers skyscraper were like adding a drop of water to boiling oil, causing the pot to explode immediately. Crazy accompaniment to the sound of gunfire.

"Mr. Akai, is this really possible?"

Far away from the Twin Towers skyscraper, on the top floor of a more than 60-story building, Yuan Jiaming, who had disappeared inexplicably in the eyes of everyone, asked in confusion.

"No matter what, I had a reason to try."

Akai Shuichi, who was holding a sniper rifle, replied calmly without any fluctuation in his tone.

"But, don't you already have your target, the list of members in the organization? Besides, you are only one person..."

"Don't we have help now? Besides, this list is not enough!"

Yuan Jiaming wanted to say something else, but Akai Shuichi shook his head gently, with a hint of smile in his tone.

Although he had taken a look at the rough copy before, this member list did not involve high-level cadres of the organization, but the fact that it included elites from all walks of life and peripheral members who were closely related to the organization was enough for Shuichi Akai to feel that he The trip is already worth it.

However, after he lurked out of the computer room of the Twin Towers skyscraper, he suddenly discovered an unexpected surprise, which made him immediately designate a temporary plan to expand his victory tonight.

As for how far it can be expanded, it depends on your own ability and luck.

Anyway, I endured that annoying guy at all costs, contacted Mr. Yuan Jiaming, and got good information.

Akai Shuichi, who was in a good mood, was thinking with a slight sense of relaxation, looking through the scope at the two terrorist organizations fighting in the distance.

He had no idea that his impromptu behavior tonight had helped Kishida to some extent; he also had no idea that Yuan Jiaming behind him was speechless at this time.

"...."

Yuan Jiaming stared blankly at Akai Shuichi's back, shook his head helplessly, took out a box of chocolates from his pocket, took out one and put it in his mouth, to relieve himself from the feeling that he had been having since meeting Akai Shuichi last night. The bitter mood of existence.

This mysterious investigator from the FBI is very domineering. From the first time he saw him until now, he has imprisoned himself beside him, and he is not allowed to leave within two meters of him.

Now he has to be involved in even a gunfight. Where is the witness protection that he agreed on?

When he thought about why there was a gun battle here, Yuan Jiaming couldn't help but sigh again.

He also didn’t know how many demons and monsters the twin towers he just built had provoked. It would be fine if Councilman Omu died, after all, he provoked so many people. Needless to say, the black organization would come to plant bombs, it was him. He was in trouble, and he knew this.

However, even the red Siamese cat that had disappeared for ten years happened to appear here together, which was really too much! !

What's even more outrageous is that the investigator in front of him, who seemed a bit autistic, actually fired two shots without saying a word after discovering them.

One shot killed a peripheral member of the organization, and another shot killed a member of the red Siamese cat. Then, with the surprised expressions of both parties seeing their "comrades", accompanied by a steady stream of gunfire, this Mr. Akai sneaked here secretly, and by the way, he also set up the big long gun he carried with him, ahem, the sniper rifle in the car.

Then, Mr. Akai had an expectant look on his face, with a faint smile on his face. He seemed to be just like a man waiting for his lover to arrive. He suddenly forgot his existence and changed his face. , a new generation can’t replace the old one so quickly!

He shook his head helplessly in his heart. In fact, what Yuan Jiaming didn't know was that from various angles, Gin was Akai Shuichi's old man...

Then, when Akai Shuichi felt a chill on his back and looked back in surprise, he was surprised to find that Yuan Jiaming, who was holding a chocolate in his mouth, was looking at him with resentment.

(д.)? ? ?

A few question marks appeared on Akai Shuichi's forehead.

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However, at the same time, it was not only the confused Akai Shuichi and Gin who had no idea about the situation here who had doubts in their hearts.

At least, Vermouth's doubts were not much less at this time.

"Forget it, maybe a figurine is more important to you than your family! Anyway, I don't understand your kind of group. Of course, I can't understand it at all! But, I naturally have no right to speak accordingly. So, let me take back what I said just now!"

Kishida looked at the figurine otaku, sighed helplessly, and then handed the umbrella in his hand to the girl with glasses. When the girl with glasses subconsciously took the umbrella, he said lightly:

"The umbrella is not mine, so I don't want it. But whether to help or not, this is not my obligation, right?"

Before he finished speaking, he waved his hand, glanced at Vermouth and Dr. Asai who had just finished his work and was about to come over, and then raised his eyebrows provocatively at the girl with glasses, and finally left with a smile.

"Huh, what are you so arrogant about? It's not great to be handsome!"

The girl with glasses pouted her lips, stomped her feet hard, and said a little dissatisfied.