Conan's I'm really not a model worker in a winery

Chapter 707 Isn’t two against one too much? (4k)

The moment the sound rang out, all three people subconsciously looked for the source of the sound.

Moreover, this voice was not unfamiliar to the two people present.

They soon discovered the masked man standing next to 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 looming between the hair. That was...

Why does this mask look so much like Shawl's mask?

Conan's expression was dazed for a moment.

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

"Mr. Lin's friend, I've met him before." He hasn't appeared in hundreds of episodes.

Conan answered quickly, and Hattori Heiji immediately felt relieved.

Interrupted by the sudden appearance of a shadow, the atmosphere was finally no longer so anxious.

but……

"Hey? Little Conan, why do you keep staring at me? Go solve the case quickly!"

"And this African friend of yours... Oh no, you are from Osaka. Oops, there was a slip of the tongue. Stop staring at me and go solve the case quickly!"

"Still staring? If you stare at me again, do you believe I will throw you downstairs?"

Conan: "..." No, there is absolutely no tacit understanding between him and Mr. Bai Fengji, whom he has only met once! Didn't you see the members of such a large organization behind him?

Hattori Heiji: "..." Behind you, brother! Look at your back!

The two of them felt like their eyelids were about to blink, and the figure opposite them finally realized what they wanted to signal.

Glancing back along their eyes, Ying happened to meet Belmode's eyes that were partly confused and partly confused.

Then he turned his head in the same way: "What's wrong with her? Are you going to solve the case and take her with you? That's okay!"

Conan: "...?"

Hattori Heiji: "...?"

No, sir, have you not understood the situation?

Belmode calmed down for two seconds.

Hmm...huh? This means, it probably means, there is no need to hide it anymore??

"But my disguise has been torn. It doesn't seem appropriate to go down now, right?" Belmod turned his head, his brain going astray.

Ying paused, then moved a box neatly out of the window, "It's okay, I still have a lot of silicone for masks, that's enough! You can cover your face with two more layers if you want!"

"That's fine."

Belmod's eyes lit up and he immediately stepped forward to take the box and put away the pistol.

Conan and the two were stunned by this scene.

Qiudou Sack, is the masked man in front of you a member of the Five-Star Group? This Mr. Bai Fengji should not have stood on their side, then beat up the enemy Belmode, stopped the organization's conspiracy, and then handed the person over to the police.

?

Now this...

What's going on?

Do you know the people from the organization and the people from the five-star group?

Conan and Hattori Heiji looked at each other blankly, and a few words popped up in their minds:

My life is over!

"Right!"

Kage, who was about to urge Conan to go down to solve the case, suddenly thought of something, "Sister Belmode, this time the Ooka family transferred the funds to the organization, our people have already been replaced! But they are still down there, so please help me."

Please solve the case quickly and get him out of the trap, thank you!"

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

"..."

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

When Conan found that Belmod had ignored him and was about to carry the box to the bathroom, he didn't know where he got the courage to shout "Stop", then looked at the shadow, pointed at Belmode tremblingly, and his voice was a little bit...

Dou: "Wait a minute, Mr. Bai Feng...you guys, do you know Belmode? Do you know who she is?!"

Conan almost shouted the last sentence.

"Of course." Shadow leaned back slightly, as if he was startled, "Sister Belmode, she is our eldest brother's childhood sweetheart!"

The three people except Ying all moved in unison, their faces stiffened - childhood sweethearts?

The question mark above Conan's head has almost broken through the ceiling: Five-star group, Mr. Lin and their eldest brother, and Belmode, childhood sweethearts of the organization?

You wouldn’t even dare to write a novel like this!

but.

Among the three people, Belmode had the biggest reaction.

She was stunned for half a second, and then her head started to boil with anger, "Who and Gin are childhood sweethearts?!"

It's okay not to mention childhood sweethearts. When she mentioned this word, Bermod thought of all the sorrows and grievances she had about being tricked by Gin, who tried every means to stop her outside the entrance of the base, and forced her to write all Chinese papers... Oh,

And she gave Gin's hair several cuts.

Damn it, if these are childhood sweethearts, then I’m afraid there won’t be any good men or women in the world.

After yelling, she felt a little relieved. Belmod came back to her senses and found Conan staring blankly in horror. Only then did he realize something belatedly - wait, did she just expose something?

Belmod's eyes twitched, and he met Ying's gaze.

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

...old sister?

The former's eyes twitched twice: "But, I've said it all..."

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

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

The mask on the shadow's face that looks like Xiao Bol's looks full of weirdness;

Belmod's expression also collapsed, like a poisonous scorpion...

"Now that it's been exposed..."

"Then there's nothing we can do?"

Two evil forces cornered the righteous young man.

Conan's mood was like a roller coaster, reaching a low point at this moment——

He, maybe, really wants to divorce.

…………

Tokyo, Kita Ward.

The battle between Gin and Angostura is inextricable.

They all had a tacit understanding not to use firearms... As they were both experimental subjects, they all knew what the opponent's recovery ability was... It would be okay if the bullet got stuck in the flesh, but if it didn't get stuck, the recovery from the injury might be very difficult.

It's a matter of minutes, unless it hits the vital point, it won't have much impact.

Angostela once scratched Gin's face with a flying knife, but Gin recovered from that injury by turning around; and when Gin met Angostela's group for the first time, that

A bomb blew up the other party badly, but it was better to turn around...

Everything is left unsaid.

'锃——'!

The sound of breaking through the air struck, and a bright flying knife approached Gin in an instant with lightning speed.

Several abandoned buildings next to the ruins became their main places of destruction...

At present, the two people have some sharp injuries, but most of them are injuries for 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 Angostela on the streets of Shibuya, knowing that Angostela would be a bit tricky to deal with.

——The opponent can be immune to the influence of qi. Generally speaking, if you can be immune to qi, only someone with the same qi can do it, but Gin did not detect any trace of qi in the opponent's body.

That is either because Angostela has been in contact with something that has the same essence as Qi, or... her physique is different from ordinary people.

Of course, the above content is secondary.

Even if the 'qi' bug didn't work, Gin didn't think he could beat the opponent...

The flying knives came menacingly, and Angostela himself held another flying knife and attacked from the side.

It only took Gin less than 0.1 seconds to analyze the counterattack path, and he had no intention of directly receiving the opponent's attack.

However, just when he raised his sword and was about to knock the flying knife away, an alarm bell suddenly sounded in his brain - you can't answer it... it's dangerous!

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

"Chi!"

A high-speed rotating bullet grazed the edge of Gin's bangs and slid past, nailing straight into the wall.

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

'...Where did the 7.62mm bullet come from?'

A question came to Gin's mind.

He only felt a sense of crisis when the bullets were approaching, and he did not feel that he was being targeted in advance. Even if it was because he was distracted during the battle, it also meant that the sniper was never within three hundred yards of him...

No, I should say, at least six hundred yards away!

"pretty!"

Angostela suddenly praised him.

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

The flying knife left a three-centimeter-deep gash on his arm. After being stunned for a second, blood spurted out as if he had found a breakthrough.

The pain in his arm made Gin stop thinking about it, but he already knew who the sniper was.

——Anderberg.

It can only be this guy with top sniping ability.

"Two against one, you have to have some face."

Quickly sealing the wound with Qi to stop the bleeding, Gin simply taunted him. After forcing Angostela away with his knife, he shook his arm slightly and a button-sized ball slipped into his hand and was thrown out by him.

Angostela, who was grinning and preparing to step forward again, suddenly changed his expression, "Fuck..."

Boom!

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

Gin stabbed the opponent's neck with his sword before the ashes were cleared.

The sword was so fast that even if Angostela reacted, there was no guarantee that he would be completely immune to injury, but...he didn't dodge.

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

The next second, the familiar sense of crisis penetrated into his bones from the left side. Gin's face turned cold and he was forced to stop his movements and retreat again.

However, this time, he didn't have time to avoid the bullet.

Can't escape...

--sieve!

The wind whistle had reached his ears, but Gin had an astonishing reaction - he actually 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. Especially on the surface of Gin's body, the surface of the approaching bullet was actually covered with a thin layer of ice. Then, an aura suddenly spread out, and the bullet instantly deviated from the track, and it was close to him.

The gin wine flew off his forehead.

This set of actions only takes place in the blink of an eye.

"……Um?"

Angostela didn't expect the bullet to miss Gin, so she was stunned for a moment, then let out a 'bang' sound, and then swung her knife forward.

but……

His expression suddenly changed, he suddenly stopped and leaned back - another bullet passed by.

Only this time, it was Angostela's face.

He encountered the same experience as Gin just now...

Gin raised his eyebrows, thought of something, and raised the corner of his mouth, "It seems that your helper is gone."

"...Get out!" Angostela's expression suddenly changed to an unprecedented viciousness, "Wait until I finish you off, and then I'll deal with your allies!"

Gin turned sideways to avoid the opponent's attack and jumped to the wall, showing an anti-gravity scene, "You want to kill me before I even activate Wushuang? The situation has reversed Stella... I only need to hold you back, what else do you think?"

How long can a person last?”

Gin's tone was playful.

In fact, he shouldn't talk so much.

But...for some reason, he didn't expect to organize too many battle losses.

Angostela smiled ferociously, stared 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, as agile as a cat, and began to swim around, dodging bullets while going 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 because Gin has no real intention to kill the other party.

…

The building eight hundred yards away.

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

...In other words, what he was looking at was not that person, but the sniper rifle in the other person's hand - that was his gun.

Underberg's gun was confiscated.

The long-haired masked man whom he had just temporarily given the code name of 'Black Star' suddenly rushed up, kicked him, threw a needle at him, and then snatched his sniper rifle and fired...

It's really too much.

"Tsk..." Jing sneered, took a look at the situation over there through the scope, then threw the sniper rifle aside, with a hoarse voice, "Isn't it too much for you to fight two against one?"

"...?" Anderberg was stunned for a moment and looked a little serious, "You...can read minds?"

Mirror: "...?" Is this the point?

"Of course." Anderberg thought of a bunch of food names in his mind, and then stared in the mirror without blinking.

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

Underberg understood clearly, "You really can read minds."

"...Oh, each other." Jing's voice was still noisy.

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

"This is my gun."

Jing followed his gaze and glanced at the sniper rifle on the ground, and said coldly: "I will give it back to you if you surrender."

Anderberg was expressionless: "Why?"

"Either surrender or die."

"..."

Anderburg didn't reply for a while. Jing stood opposite him, arms folded, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry... Anderburg didn't seem to be in a hurry either.

But his eyes looked in a certain direction several times.

"What will happen if you don't surrender?"

Faced with Anderberg's question, Jing did not reply, but silently took out the chain sickle he carried with him to show his courtesy.

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

Jing tsked lightly and put down the knife with a little regret.

Then Anderberg asked a key question: "If 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 was always calm, "I still don't know his wishes and your purpose."

"oh?"

The camera tilted slightly to understand 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 hit me, so you have to pay for my medical expenses."

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

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

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

Underberg was stunned for a moment.

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

Anderberg raised his hands, "I surrender."

Jing put down the sickle again with regret.

It's a pity that if he had been a few seconds later, he would have been able to negotiate a fight... The fight with Gin just now was really unsatisfactory.

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

"Wait a minute." Anderberg stopped Jing with a voice, his eyes burning, "You haven't told me your purpose and the medical expenses."

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

After that, he jumped directly from the rooftop of the building.

This scene left Anderborg in a daze. After hesitating for half a second, he quickly picked up his AW, quickly disassembled it and stuffed it into his gun bag, then jumped down...

(End of chapter)