The Split-Actress in Conan's World

What will happen if the world's top killer sneaks up on you from behind?

Calvados has a lot to say.

Although Chiyoko does not have an account on Shangri-La... to be precise, she does have an account, but it is only a visitor account used to purchase information and browse the forum, not a bounty account for accepting orders.

He does not have the status of a world-leading assassin.

But he has the qualities of a killer that is definitely enough to stand at the top of the world.

The researchers in charge of Plan S are absolutely confident about this.

Based on Gin, following an absolutely scientific training plan and extreme skills training...

In her complete form, Chiyoko will only be stronger than Gin.

With a distance of five meters and the added effect of the backstab from behind, Chiyoko burst out with astonishing speed in just 0.75 seconds, shackled the unsuspecting Calvados, locked his throat, making it impossible for him to call for help and avoiding exposure.

Then she stuffed the guy's own shoe into his mouth, and Chiyoko used the dagger she found on him to cut the tendons in his hands and feet.

He thought about it and decided not to kill him, but to keep him and torture him for information.

However, after the sniper struggled for a few times and found that he could not move at all, his eyes suddenly widened, his pupils dilated sharply, and he fell silent.

Chiyoko frowned, leaned over to take a breath, and found that he was dead.

This guy had poison hidden between his teeth, and he just forced it open and committed suicide by taking the poison.

Chiyoko felt helpless and threw his body away.

It's a pity, but it's not a big deal.

After all, compared to a guy whose code name he doesn't even know, Vermouth's existence is obviously more worthy of attention.

Chiyoko used the medical bandage she had just found to tie up her long silver-white hair that was flying in the wind, and tied it into a ponytail to prevent a few strands of hair from falling here without her noticing.

The moonlight fell on the tips of the hair, and for a moment it was hard to tell whose was whiter.

He actually hates this long hair.

Not to mention the fact that he looks too much like Gin, the fact that long hair is troublesome to manage is enough for him to cut it off.

The center of gravity is weird when it moves, and it flies around when there's wind. It's easy to fall off, but it's really embarrassing if it flies into your mouth...

Especially when some people are trying to be cool.

I don’t know how Gin and Glenfiddich can tolerate this.

Chiyoko couldn't control her hair as it grew bigger, so she could only tie it up when she was moving around and cut it off when it got smaller.

After adjusting the tightness of the black gloves on her hands, Chiyoko blended into the shadows and grasped the sniper rifle.

It's not just his skills that are comparable to Gin's.

No one thinks that the hook is so easy to control that one can shoot accurately naturally, right?

It took Conan two hours of study before he could barely learn the quick-change mode. In the end, he chose to use it as a recyclable "slingshot". He didn't dare to become a failed man.

Chiyoko slowly pulled the trigger, came back to her senses, looked through the scope, and turned her attention back to the two people confronting each other at the dock.

Faint sounds of conversation came from the headphones. The sound came from the transmitter on Conan's body and was a little quiet because of the car door.

He was not very interested in the love-hate relationship between the two women.

He aimed the crosshairs at the revolver in Judy's hand, got a rough idea of ​​the wind direction tonight, and had an idea of ​​the parabola. He pulled the trigger without hesitation.

call out--

Sparks flashed from the muzzle for a moment before the bullet cut through the sea breeze, smashing the target with a sharp sound.

The 7.62 caliber brings greater recoil. Although it is weakened by the silencer muzzle, it is still very strong. Weaker adult men may injure their shoulder blades.

But at this moment, this mighty JS seemed extremely well-behaved in Chiyoko's hands, without even a single shake.

"As expected of me."

Seeing the results of the battle through the scope, Chiyoko boasted to herself in a satisfied voice.

Regardless of the positions of these two women, the only threatening weapon on the field must not be held by anyone.

Hearing Vermouth's mocking voice through the headphones, Chiyoko shook her head.

This dangerous bad woman apparently had no idea that the "reliable" Calvados was off duty.

The one rushing to the battlefield now is the ace sniper - Chiyo Sama!!

He turned the muzzle of the gun and easily calculated the trajectory of the bullet, completely destroying the pistol that had been shot away before but was not damaged because of the holster.

In the scope, Vermouth's expression is very delicious.

Chiyoko felt comfortable.

In this way, the biggest threat to Conan has been resolved. Without a pistol, neither of the two can stop a fully equipped Conan.

I subconsciously touched my pocket and found nothing.

Chiyoko then remembered that she was wearing the black robe she had taken from Mr. Rin at the Haido Hotel last time. In her pocket was only Gin's Beretta, which she had seized as a trophy, and no sweets.

The Beretta was quite handy to use, but I didn't have much chance to use it normally. I only used the excuse of testing the invention to secretly shoot it at the doctor's place.

He even placed an order for several boxes of ammunition in Shangri-La...

He looked down and saw that this JS was probably the trophy this time, and he liked it more and more.

Just from these two shots, he could tell that the gun hadn't been used much and was in very good condition.

It was quite advantageous for him.

The bullets are a bit expensive.

You know, sometimes when you buy rifle bullets, you even get a pistol for free.

After all, bullets are consumables, and are even more necessary for those who walk on the dark side.

He touched the Beretta in his pocket and his mouth felt a little dry.

Ai is quite rich. He sold several patents some time ago and is now enjoying the dividends. The number in his card is almost breaking nine digits.

But you can't ask him to spend girls' money, right?

Wouldn't that make me seem useless?

I'd better write a few programs and sell them when I have free time.

Chiyoko's urge to eat something became stronger and stronger. She felt her pocket, but unfortunately, there was only the Beretta.

Then again, even if I hadn't grown bigger today and wasn't wearing this robe, there would obviously be no snacks in my pocket.

After all, Ai had taken away all his snacks on the grounds of dietary restrictions.

Of course, he can definitely eat. Not to mention that he is almost well now, he could also eat when he was lying in bed unable to move. Even if his health was that bad, it was not something that ordinary people could afford.

Just because the hardware can’t power a supercomputer doesn’t mean any laptop can use it.

But since Ai said so, he didn't want to spoil her fun.

It's a good intention after all.

Thinking of that girl, Chiyoko was inexplicably absent-minded. The cold moonlight seemed to suddenly work hard, quickly climbing to the sky above him, passing over the obstruction of the container, sweeping away the shadow covering his figure, and shining on him.

Chiyoko felt a little uncomfortable without the cover of darkness, but soon relaxed.

Actually, bathing in the moonlight...is not bad either.

After calming down for a while, his eyes suddenly turned cold as he thought of what Gin had done before Haibara Ai escaped.

Gin...

Sooner or later, he would make that man pay the price.