The man in Conan is the mastermind behind the scenes

Xiaolan's voice was filled with confusion.

"Easy, Easy, have you ever played a shooting game in an amusement park? With your strength, this one is actually similar to that one. It has no back seat anyway." Yingsheng smiled, "Actually, it is mainly used for long-range defense. It's not as powerful as your karate at close range."

This casual tone made Xiaolan feel a little relieved, but she still let out a groan-like sigh:

"This is different."

"Haha, are you trying to double standard? What did you just tell me?"

"I...you...you are a professional. What if I accidentally injure someone?"

"I'm not letting you shoot casually on the street. You can accidentally injure people. Especially later, in the environment of the corridor, you can't deliberately hit other people."

"…………oh."

Xiaolan stretched out her index finger, touched the trigger position lightly, then quickly retracted it, and asked with some anxiety: "Where should I put it? It won't go off, right?"

"You can put it wherever you want. It's a trigger safety device. As long as you don't get too nervous and shoot before the gun is drawn out, 90% of the time it won't go off."

"Then what about 0.10%?"

"Then the chance of achieving success at 0.1 is the same as the chance of stuffing your teeth into your teeth when you drink cold water. By the way, do you still remember the standards for responding to the enemy?"

"Two shots in the chest and one in the head..." Xiao Lan paused for two seconds and said in a tangled tone, "Wouldn't this make me a murderer?"

"No, no, no, the one facing him can dodge bullets. If you shoot him under the abdomen, the range of movement is small, and the chance of hitting may be higher. He will not die, and you will not become a murderer.

And they are definitely heinous people in the secular sense. Xuantian is the proof, I swear. "

"…………"

Xiaolan was speechless. She carefully put the pistol into the pocket of her white coat, pressed it twice to make sure it wouldn't fall out, and continued going upstairs, muttering in a low voice:

"I believe in Mr. Suiyue, but when the time comes and I miss a shot, don't blame me. Anyway, if you ask me to kill someone now, I can't do it at all."

Yingsheng was slightly stunned, shook his head and laughed: "Honestly, the fact that you can accept it so quickly is far beyond my expectation. You may also have talent in this area."

"Forget about your talent in this area," Xiaolan sighed, "Can you allow me to shirk the responsibility?"

"Of course, it's all my fault."

"Yes, you are a demagogue."

When we reached the seventh floor, we could already vaguely hear the voices of the people above. What was even more clear was the harsh sound of metal cutting, which had been going on for a while.

Yingsheng stopped and whispered: "Just wait here. If you make any noise, you won't hear the footsteps."

Xiaolan nodded, thinking that Yingsheng couldn't see her, and asked softly: "Are you sure someone will come?"

"Half and half, nothing is 100 percent certain."

"Does this person also know how to take the stairs?"

"Also not sure, but dark creatures like them probably don't know how to take the elevator. There are police over there."

"Is it possible that someone else came up first?"

"Tell you secretly, Xiaolan, there is a ghost watching the entrance to the first floor for me, and the reason why I chose to stop here is that I can compare their speed based on the ghost's information and judge their identity more accurately. ”

"ghost?"

"Yes, Ghost."

Yingsheng smiled and pulled Xiaolan to the corner of the partition wall: "Now, start to adjust your breathing, let yourself go, let your thoughts wander, wait for my instructions, turn around and shoot immediately, I promise, absolutely There will be no accidental injury, and you can lower the angle as much as possible.”

Xiaolan nodded, took out the pistol that had been contaminated with her own body temperature, and held it with both hands.

breathe--

breathe--

"Yingsheng-kun."

In the headphones, the ghost's voice was also very low.

"They're coming up."

Chapter 189 Xiaolan’s first battle on her debut, ambushing Ginjiu!

Yingsheng naturally did not respond, but slowly closed his eyes and began to count silently according to the pace of the person in his impression.

Breathing calms down almost instantly, and you can hardly feel it unless you bring it to the tip of your nose.

Gradually, even the sense of existence disappeared.

Standing in the darkness, Xiaolan suddenly felt a little flustered for no reason. She felt as if some support had left her. Her breathing became slightly disordered, but she immediately became calm again.

She felt the familiar warmth on her hands.

Time passed slowly, and Yingsheng stood facing the stairs below, slowly raising his right hand. The black muzzle of the gun merged perfectly with the darkness in the corridor, just like water dripping back into the sea, without causing any strange waves.

Da, da, da da——

Footsteps sounded down the corridor.

Da da da……

Getting closer.

three,

two,

one,

boom--! ! !

In the deep darkness, a light suddenly appeared!

Before he could confirm whether he hit the target, Yingsheng had already pulled the trigger continuously, retracted his left hand, and turned his wrist into a pistol. Together with Xiaolan, who turned out of the partition wall almost at the same time, Yingsheng pointed the muzzle downward and fired bullets like crazy!

"Brother!!!"

A familiar voice came from down the corridor. Yingsheng was indifferent, while Xiaolan was not familiar with the voice at all. She paused slightly and continued to pull the trigger.

There was no counterattack from below. Yingsheng finished firing the magazine, turned around and went upstairs without stopping, and gave Xiaolan a hand. Bang - click! Xiaolan fired the last bullet and followed the force on her arm upstairs.

The urgent shouts of the police have been heard from the tenth floor, crunch—!

The door to the safe passage was pushed open with a bang, and a long-lost light finally shone into the dead darkness.

The policemen looked down one after another, but their eyes could not adapt to the dimness and could not see anything.

Crunch—bang!

The sound of the door opening and closing came from below, and even the fastest sprinter, Mu Mu Shisan, didn't see even a single figure behind him.

The corridor was still dark. As an experienced criminal policeman, Mu Mu Shisan carried a flashlight with him and quickly illuminated the stairs. He searched quickly step by step. Finally, he found a floor full of brass bullet casings. He glanced sideways. Look at the floor, seventh floor.

Crunch—bang!

Miwako Sato, who was following him, immediately opened the door and rushed out. Megure Thirteen shouted above for help, and then continued downward. After only three or five steps, he found a little blood on the ground.

Mu Mu Shisan moved the aperture of the flashlight downwards, and the blood stains were followed by blood stains, and then blood stains became more and more dense, and even connected into a blood line.

Following this blood line to the door of the fire escape on the sixth floor, Mumu Shisan held a gun in his right hand and a flashlight in his left hand. He used the light instead of his hand to signal to the Jinchuan police officer who had just followed.

Police Officer Jinchuan immediately stepped forward, kicked open the door, and rushed out at the same time as Mumu Shisan, one on the left and the other on the right, raising their guns back to back. There was no one in the corridor.

The blood line continued to extend and gradually became thicker, and finally penetrated a half-open door.

The bright white wooden door has exquisite pattern reliefs on the outside. It looks valuable, but its anti-theft performance is obviously not very good. The door lock is dented a lot, and there is a gray footprint on it, which was obviously kicked open. .

Glancing inside through the crack in the door, all he could see was the locker. With his back pressed against the wall, Mumu Thirteen reached out his left hand to the base of the door leaf and slowly pushed it open. Police Officer Jinchuan squatted down and stared attentively at the gradual progress. Expanded door gaps.

Snapped--!

The wooden door hit the wall. Police Officer Jinchuan took a step back while squatting and stood up: "Police Department, the blood stains have extended to a corner inside. They are probably hiding in the bedroom. We are not sure if there are any hostages. We need support."

Mumu Shisan nodded heavily. Although this side did not fire back and seemed to be ambushed, they did not wait for the police at the same place. Now they violently broke into a private house. There was definitely a problem with their identity!

"Police Department, there are no suspicious signs on the seventh floor. It is suspected that the gunman also entered the residence."

Miwako Sato called.

"There are people staying on the first floor. When I heard the gunshots, I asked them not to let anyone go. We can investigate them one by one after support arrives." Mumu Shisan said.

Thanks to his prompt decision, this is good news for the time being.

But Megure Thirteen's face was still extremely serious. He was wondering, could this matter be related to the fire at Cedar Kiyoko's house?

The answer is almost yes, otherwise there would be no such coincidence. One party set up an ambush and the other took the bait.

Thinking about it this way, is what is inside the safe a trap? !

Mu Mu Shisan's expression suddenly changed, almost at the same time,

Boom! ! !

A huge explosion shook his eardrums!

Damn it!

Mumu Thirteen's pupils were instantly bloodshot, and he clenched his teeth tightly, almost bleeding.

But then, vehicle sirens sounded one after another, and Mumu Shisan's heart moved. He asked Jinchuan to stay where he was. He quickly ran to the end of the corridor, looked down through the light well, and saw a sparsely populated street. , there was billowing smoke rising.

He couldn't see clearly what was in the thick smoke and flames, but he could vaguely see the remains of a black car.

"call--"

Mumu Shisan let out a sigh of relief. It turned out that it was just a car bomb, not a safe explosion.

Um……

Even though a bomb attack in Tokyo was beyond the norm, it was better than getting his lovely subordinates injured.

Just in case, Mumu Shisan quickly called the people on the tenth floor and asked them to stop cutting the safe immediately. It was best to stay away before calling the bomb disposal police.

After making this phone call, Mu Mu Shisan had time to think about it. Are the people targeted by the car bomb attack below and the people attacked in the corridor the same couple?

If so, could it be that the two people who entered the room on this floor were just a cover-up and actually ran away?

Mumu Shisan looked back at the open door, hesitating whether to go in and take a look.

After a while, I made up my mind to be on the safe side.

Besides, there are people guarding the first floor, how could they let people slip away?

You must know that one of them is definitely seriously injured!

"well……"

On the eighth floor of this building, with Mu Mu and Thirteen on the same vertical line, Yingsheng sighed softly.

"What on earth did the police do? All these people slipped away. At least one of them must be seriously injured."

Xiaolan, who was standing aside, was a little distracted. When she heard these words, her eyes lit up immediately, but her suddenly active thinking told her that the ambush failed and she shouldn't be happy...

"Didn't you kill him?" she asked hesitantly.

Yingsheng shook his head: "I don't know, that guy's reaction is very sharp. I can't be sure whether my first shot hit the head. He should have been wearing a bulletproof vest, and it's even more difficult to judge his subsequent injuries."

The sound of the elevator going up was heard, and Yingsheng looked back at Xiaolan:

"Let's go, we should evacuate."

Chapter 190 Killer Xiaolan wants to kill everyone!

After the elevator went up and passed the 8th floor, Xiaolan pressed her hands on both sides of the elevator door and took a deep breath...

Open!

The gap in the elevator door quickly widened, and Yingsheng silently gave her a thumbs up. What is the meaning of being strong and powerful? Seeing that Xiaolan was about to raise the elevator door in one go, Yingsheng hurriedly said:

"It's okay as long as people can get in. You have to let it close later, otherwise it will be too suspicious."

Xiaolan nodded, and let go of her hand without blushing or panting. The gap in the door was enough for people to pass sideways. Yingsheng took a look inside, took off his black sportswear jacket, tore it in half horizontally from under the armpit, and handed half to Xiaolan:

"Wrap it on your hand, grab the elevator cable and slide down, and adjust the speed with the power of your palm. Just relax and don't fall freely. It shouldn't be a problem for you."