Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

"What's wrong? Show!"

"They have cover, and it looks like it's not going to be easy to keep them today."

On the cruise ship, several gunshots alerted other guests, who are now crazily crowding into the cabin to hide.

And the FBI hidden among the crowd showed its traces at this moment.

Gin loaded the gun and aimed at a live target.

Shuichi Akai's warning came from the man's earphones: "Mike! Stay hidden!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit by a bullet in the shoulder and fell to the ground with a cry of pain.

Seeing the crowds, Gin blocked the retreat route and simply blended into the crowd to hide in the blind spot of the snipers.

Shuichi Akai informed his accomplices: "The target has disappeared and is expected to return to the cabin."

"He's near the cabin area!"

"If conditions permit, try to capture them alive."

This was an order from their leader James.

Akai Shuichi snorted noncommittally, then held the rifle and prepared to change places.

Lancer, on the other hand, followed him calmly, and saw him waving to someone at the observation deck on the fifth floor from a distance.

Suddenly, the young detective's voice sounded from the headset dedicated to Edogawa Conan.

"Mr. Akai! I saw him!"

"He's in the corridor outside the second-floor cabin!"

Because there were stairs on the upper floors blocking the way, Shuichi Akai couldn't see anyone, so he ran quickly trying to find the best sniping point.

Hearing this, Lancer had no choice but to put on the exclusive headphones of their own action team and switch into communication——

"Gin, someone is targeting you."

"Oh."

"Go to the stern of the boat and I'll pick you up."

The man didn't respond, but there were obvious footsteps over there, and the tapping became more and more obvious from the noisy background sound.

If nothing else happens, Edogawa Conan will chase after him.

Lancer raised his hand to clean his gun and whistled softly.

"Help me bring back the little bee."

[System: Little Bee Type A No. 1-19 is being recalled by the system... No. A16 has detected the location of the target character Gin——]

"..."

It's so inconsistent to say this in such a serious electronic voice!

Lancer stood still dozens of meters away from the stern of the ship, rolled down from a high place, hid behind the shelter and set up a sniper.

Sure enough, not only Edogawa Conan chased after him, but even the rumored guy named Akai Shuichi leaned out from the upper corridor fence and aimed his gun at Gin's back.

"Can you shoot without a scope? It seems that he is not very confident."

[System: Maybe this is the gun king! (Small stall owner)]

Lancer said stubbornly: "No, I don't accept it."

He pointed the gun at Shuichi Akai again. The bullets flew away, but they collided with the bullets fired at the same time and missed!

"Damn it...where's my Italian cannon? Shoot him!"

[System: Drama less, love more, and your husband will be fine tonight~]

After Gin noticed the movement, he realized that his position was exposed, so he conveniently jumped down from the second floor corridor.

The roof of the recreational fishing area provided him with cover, making it impossible for Akai Shuichi to start.

At this time, Conan suddenly squatted down and touched his shoes with his fingers.

Lancer was curious about this confusing behavior: "What the hell is this?!"

The young detective's shoes were electrified with sparks, and he squeezed a football from his waistband, waited for it to swell in the air, and then kicked it away!

In the headphones, Conan's words "Go" sounded to Lancer: Die!

If he was hit, I really couldn't tell which one would hurt more, being shot or kicked.

Lancer predicted the flight path of the football in his mind the moment it flew out, quickly pulled the trigger, and shot the football away.

The football's outer skin fragments dispersed in the wind with a burnt smell.

Conan was stunned. He raised his hand and used the magnifying function on his glasses to look around for the person who was protecting Gin.

However, the next moment, a bullet knocked off the frame of his glasses, the lenses quickly shattered, and finally broke and fell to the ground.

The bullet narrowly missed his head, scaring the young detective into a cold sweat.

[System: Congratulations to the host for completing the task related to blocking the silver bullet! Do I need to issue rewards now? 】

Lancer saw that their pursuers were coming here, with pistols in their hands, and couldn't care less about the system for the time being.

As he stood up, Gin pulled him behind the shelter.

The man looked a little embarrassed, and his clothes became wrinkled, as if he had been ravaged by someone.

Gin saw him looking at him non-stop, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

"There are many people and it's crowded."

Lancer snorted and gave him the light machine gun he had drawn not long ago from the system space.

"There aren't many bullets. Let's leave after shooting." Lancer urged.

Taking some time out of his busy schedule, he lit up a cigarette. Gin chewed on the long cigarette and pulled up the corners of his mouth, smiling like a demon crawling out of hell.

When the pursuers ran over, they saw the man with long silver hair who looked like a madman holding a machine gun. When they were tense——

"Suddenly..."

Just by changing the firearms, the offense and defense were instantly reversed.

Lancer looked at those people who either fell to the ground after being injured, or dragged their injuries to find cover and retreated, and twitched the corner of his mouth in boredom.

The sound of passing yachts rumbled.

Lancer looked back and saw Vodka waving at them.

The two of them no longer love fighting and will stop fighting when things get better.

But they didn't expect that when they were about to jump off the ship, they suddenly heard an alarm sound from the system.

[System: Warning! If a fatal danger approaches, should the host activate the defensive shield? 】

"Turn on!"

The moment he finished speaking, the bullet hit the defensive shield two centimeters away from Lancer's forehead. It bounced off and fell to the ground.

Looking up, I could only see a dark shadow in the distance.

Without a scope, I can still shoot so accurately just by feeling...

"Is this the strength of Silver Bullet?"

Lancer picked up the bullet casing, stared at it for a long time, and finally held it in his hand.

"Let's go." Gin covered him in a black windbreaker and led him to jump off the high cruise ship and fall into the cold sea water.

Two lifebuoys were used to fish the person out.

When those people caught up to the fence at the stern of the ship, the yacht had already sailed far away, so far that even the white waves left behind had disappeared.

It was as if they had never been here.

In this battle, both sides suffered casualties, and it was impossible to say who won and who lost.

A strong smell of blood could be smelled in the yacht. Others were bandaging each other's wounds, and the atmosphere was dead silent.

Lancer was not interested in the life or death of others. He only glanced at Bomore and saw a circle of gauze wrapped around his arm, and immediately laughed at him.

"This is a work-related injury, Bomore. Will the organization reimburse the medical expenses?"

Bomore glanced coldly at the man who looked a little strange ten years later and said, "Who are you?"

"..."