Conan's winery play house

Ireland parked the car some distance away from Mihua City Hall, opened the door and got out of the car.

By the way, he put the black peaked cap used to disguise himself in the car on the young man's head.

The white hair is really conspicuous, so I should block it if I can.

"Let's just go to the rooftop of the building over there." Miyamoto Aito pointed to a building.

Not far from Mihua City Hall, but not affected by the explosion.

"Rooftop? Do you want to snipe?" Ireland asked as he looked at the rooftop of the building pointed by the boy.

After all, when it comes to rooftops, snipers come to mind, so it’s normal.

"Well, because Moritani Teiji is in the crowd over there, if we go in and kill him before leaving, it will be too obvious, and our identity may be discovered." Miyamoto Aito pointed to the entrance of Mihua City Hall.

The onlookers spoke.

Moritani Teiji is among them.

As if he was sure that the police would not pay attention to him, he made some disguises and then appeared brazenly among the onlookers.

But that kind of disguise is ineffective against Liuyan.

Even Belmode's disguise technique was ineffective against Rokugan, let alone Moritani Teiji's perfunctory disguise.

"Yeah." Ireland responded in a low voice with one byte.

But... wouldn't it be obvious to snipe the opponent in public?

Although it is indeed more convenient to leave after sniping than to leave from the crowd.

The buildings near Rice Flower City Hall are not as tall as it, but for purposes on flat land, this height is enough.

Miyamoto Aito and Ireland took the safe passage to the rooftop.

The number of stairs to climb would be breathless for ordinary people, but it is not worth mentioning to them.

"Wait a moment... I'll get the sniper rifle." Miyamoto Aito put the stuffed bear on the ground and walked in one direction.

Ireland just followed the boy's direction for a moment, and when he looked back again, the small stuffed bear that could have been held in someone's arms had turned into a tall stuffed bear that was almost as tall as him.

At this time, Avicril probably wouldn't be able to hold it in his arms, but it would be okay if he was held in his arms by the other party.

Wait...why can this stuffed bear grow or shrink at will?

Has the technology development of organizations reached this point?

The doll bear, who always had only one expression, and Ireland, whose expression was almost unbearable, looked at each other for a moment. The doll bear slowly took out a piece of paper filled with words from his pocket.

[Coconut Daifuku User Manual]

It handed the note to Ireland.

Ireland looked down at the contents of the so-called user manual and fell silent.

[All-round good nanny! Good travel companion! Smart and good housekeeper! Top one killer bear! 】

[The whole body is made of stretchable material with excellent ductility, and the size can be changed at will, so you no longer have to worry about the doll taking up space!]

[Extra long standby time, no need to charge for a week after charging once, saving power and time!]

【The cute appearance makes people relax their vigilance, and it only takes a moment to take away someone's life.】

[It can only be bound to one master. Once bound, it will live and die for the master, and is omnipotent. 】

The expression on Ireland's face became very subtle.

What is this?

But the writing really makes people want to buy it.

"I understand." Ireland returned the note to the stuffed bear.

He was a little confused and had nothing to say.

"I'm back." At this moment, a boy carrying a big black bag came over.

Without even thinking, Ireland knew that the bag contained a sniper rifle.

The young man came to the edge of the rooftop, opened the bag, installed the accessories of the sniper rifle one by one, and finally set it up on the rooftop.

Ireland identified it as a Scout sniper rifle born in 1990. It can knock down creatures weighing 200 kilograms. The total weight does not exceed 3 kilograms and the total length does not exceed one meter. It is light and easy to carry, suitable for single-person operation, and relatively speaking

, the recoil will also be smaller than other sniper rifles.

Indeed, such a lightweight one would be more suitable for a child like Avicril, although he is not an ordinary child.

Judging from this skilled posture, it seems that this is not the first time Avicril has sniped.

Ireland stood aside and silently watched a wonderful show with a telescope.

Snipers are called ghosts on the battlefield because when people are killed by silent bullets, many people don't even know from which direction the bullets were fired.

And Avicril does indeed fit this description.

His shooting movement was clean and neat, without any unnecessary movement. His blue eyes were calm and unwavering, and the bullet flew out smoothly.

He accurately avoided other people in the crowd and hit one of the figures hidden in the crowd.

Immediately the other party's head cracked and exploded like a ripe watermelon.

The screams came belatedly after the opponent fell.

"The mission is completed, Moritani Teiji has been killed."

And Avicril had already put away his sniper rifle, as if he already knew the outcome, he said calmly and naturally.

There is nothing wrong with my shoulders, and my movements are not sluggish at all.

This is a young sniper cultivated by the organization, a ghost who harvests lives.

Speaking of ghosts, there is an international terrorist also known as the White Ghost. Ireland actually thinks that this name is more suitable for Ai Wei Lier.

Some people want White Ghost, or White Ghost, to give up this title to Ai Vikriel.

"Let's go." Miyamoto Aito put away the sniper rifles, put them back into the bag, and said while holding the bag.

"Yes." Ireland reached out and took the other person's bag with one hand, so Aito consciously reached out and took his other free hand, holding the stuffed bear in one hand.

Ireland didn't refuse either.

To him it was just holding hands, there was no need to refuse.

"Speaking of which, it turns out that tomorrow is Brother Shinichi's birthday..." Miyamoto Aito said thoughtfully.

Even though he was outside, he could see what was going on inside the building.

Edogawa Conan, or Brother Shinichi and Sister Xiaolan were talking through a door, and Sister Xiaolan was defusing bombs according to what Brother Shinichi taught.

Will the two of them die? Aito doesn't know.

I am not prepared to stay here any longer and watch.

because……

[After completing the task, do not stay near the scene, and do not return to the crime scene later.]

Someone taught him this.

And even if Brother Shinichi and Sister Xiaolan really died here, if he asked them if they wanted to stay forever, they would be rejected.

Because they don't love him.

Sister Xiaolan is indeed very gentle to him, but she is also gentle to everyone.

The treatment Miyamoto Aito received was not special.

There is no love, so I won't stay for him.

"I should prepare a birthday gift...what should I give?" Aito thought seriously.

It doesn't matter if he dies, just put the gift with Shinichi's brother's ashes or body.

The book never says that the dead do not need to give gifts.