The Split-Actress in Conan's World

As if Conan heard the call from the bottom of his heart, a bullet flew over, perfectly brushing the edge of the car and cutting off Vermouth's outstretched hand.

Seeing that it was no longer realistic to hold Conan hostage, Vermouth had no choice but to retreat again.

The effect of the anesthetic injection became more and more obvious. The pain alone could not keep her awake completely. She had to move as little as possible to slow down the blood flow.

but......

This time, the defeat was really ugly...

She gave a wry smile, and the phone in her shirt pocket vibrated slightly.

There's such a big commotion here, and Calvados has lost contact, so I guess the Boss must have known about the situation.

She turned her head to look at Conan who was relieved, and suddenly an adventurous idea came to her mind.

She didn't want to give up the hunt for Shirley, but she also couldn't allow herself to be caught by the FBI and others.

Obviously, after this time, it is a pipe dream to free up all your strength to hunt down Shirley.

but......

She took out her cell phone and looked at the message from the gentleman. Sure enough, it was about this action and was about revoking her right to move freely.

From now on, any of her actions must be reported in advance.

Beep, beep, beep...

She deliberately typed Boss's email address in front of Conan and replied with a "received".

The keys struck the tune of "Seven Children."

Conan's eyes changed slightly, and he memorized the rhythm and tone.

Noticing Conan's expression, Vermouth curled the corners of her lips slightly.

It is true that there will be restrictions on movement afterwards...

But as long as this reckless cool guy gave her a reason and she made the report look better, it would be no different from acting freely.

The boss certainly can't do it himself, so the only ones who can take action are the executives in Tokyo.

When the time comes, just give Conan some slack and then focus on Shirley. There will be no shortage of opportunities.

After leaving a loophole for her own convenience in the future, Vermouth began to think about how to get out of this situation.

Calvados, who was at the commanding height in the distance, was lost and counterattacked by the enemy sniper. He was disarmed, his range of movement was limited to the blind spot of the bunker, and he was also injected with an anesthetic...

It looks almost like a dead end.

The only chance was to seize the opportunity, climb into the car and try to escape.

There were only two vehicles at the scene.

The car leaning against behind him was his own. The advantage was that he had just taken advantage of Conan's sudden attack when he got out of the car, and he had swapped positions with him. Now he was very close to the driver's seat. Moreover, he had drifted and parked sideways before, and now the front of the car was facing the main road outside the dock. If he had the chance, he could run away smoothly.

But the disadvantage is that if the car stalls when you get out of the car, it will take time to restart it and may easily cause an accident.

Judy's car did not shut down from beginning to end, but the front of the car was facing the sea, so it would take time to turn around, and it was some distance away from her with no cover in between.

Plus that woman and Conan's obstruction...

Unless Conan can be held hostage, the sniper will be afraid to act rashly.

But she was definitely not in a good condition now that she had been injected with an anesthetic needle, and judging from the miss just now, the sniper was quite capable.

Even if she took Conan hostage, there was no complete certainty, after all, Conan was the size of a child and it was impossible for him to completely block her.

And there is no guarantee that the other party will take Conan into consideration. What if this kid mistakenly trusts someone with bad intentions and shoots a bullet to kill Conan on the spot...

I can only try it and bet that I can react in time.

She made up her mind and paid close attention to the situation, fearing that she would miss a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Just at this moment, another subtle gunshot was heard, which made her already uneasy heart even more anxious.

......

There was no need for Shuichi Akai to remind her. Chiyoko Hikaru naturally could not just leave the dock alone. Although she paid some attention to this uninvited guest, most of her mind was still focused on the field.

The moment Conan moved, he grabbed JS and placed it on his shoulder, using an unconventional standing aiming method to help Conan while keeping an eye out for Akai Shuichi doing something.

Shuichi Akai was indeed quite honest. He smoked quietly, squinting his eyes and observing the situation at the dock from afar. He seemed to be very interested.

Conan's action went smoothly. Just as expected, Vermouth did not see through the disguise skills of her master. In the shock and panic of seeing his face torn off, she had no time to defend herself and was shot by the anesthetic needle.

But Conan, who had little combat experience, breathed a sigh of relief, but Chiyoko did not relax. She was still staring at the famous Thousand-Faced Witch, predicting her subsequent response.

As expected, although the organization has inferior products such as tequila and vodka, it is definitely not short of experts.

Vermouth's decisive self-mutilation gave her a brief moment of clarity, giving her the opportunity to kill the relaxed Conan.

However, Chiyoko had anticipated this and it was impossible for her to succeed.

A bullet fired, ending her idea of ​​fighting back.

This cunning woman no longer had any wishful thinking and she retreated obediently, not daring to think about it any more.

“Good accuracy.”

Akai Shuichi commented calmly.

Chiyoko glanced at him. Although she wanted to deny it, as the current world's number one sniper, this guy was indeed qualified to comment on him.

After all, he just knew about guns and had a talent for aiming.

A truth that doesn't make sense.

A top sniper must be able to shoot accurately, but being able to shoot accurately does not mean that he is a top sniper.

Weather factors, aiming rhythm, sniping timing, retreat route...

There are many things to consider that cannot be compensated by talent, only time can build experience.

For example, Akai Shuuji pointed out one of his mistakes in one second.

“Why keep the transportation?”

He didn't understand why Chiyoko kept the two cars. Wasn't this giving them to others as cover? And maybe they could get out of control and give others a chance to escape.

If it were him, the overall rhythm would definitely be to deal with the car first, put pressure on the target, and then consider disarming or killing with one blow.

Chiyoko was silent for a while, with the corner of her mouth slightly turned down, then she raised her gun and aimed at the tire.

At first, he considered that Conan was still in the car, and he thought that even if someone found an opportunity to get in the car, he could snipe them down, so he ignored it for the time being.

But putting aside the fact that he could shoot at the tires, he shouldn't have kept Judy's empty car.

This was definitely due to lack of experience and a stupid mistake. There is no way to wash it off.

There was no way. All the previous training in the laboratory was simulation. This was his first time to go on a "real" mission. After all, there were some differences between the two.

Who would consider whether the simulated target will run away?

It must be said that although Shuichi Akai is a bit pretentious, he does have some good qualities.

aim--

Gunshots.

call out--

boom! ! !

The sudden explosion stunned Chiyoko, and Akai Shuichi, who was smoking nearby, also frowned.

He looked at the tire that Chiyoko was aiming at, and the bullet trajectory should be fine, so how could it be...

The fire and smoke from the explosion were in the air, not in the car.

Shuichi Akai didn't see it clearly, but Chiyoko saw it clearly through the magnified view of the scope.

Was that a lollipop that suddenly flew over? ! !

The calm sea surface was stirred up by the sudden explosion, creating several ripples.

A hand suddenly rested on the railing on the dock.

Wow...

The wet sea water poured down the robe and flowed all over the ground.

"Well, good evening, everyone!"

The figure climbed up from the railing with difficulty, held the black top hat in his hand, poured out a lot of sea water, shook his long hair which was particularly heavy after being wet, stomped his leather shoes, and slowly twisted the corner of his windbreaker.

"Sorry, sorry, the drunk driving check at the intersection over there is a bit strict, so I had to come here by water." Although he was soaked all over, he didn't look too embarrassed, and his funny tone was particularly special.

One kilometer away, the two men holding night vision binoculars had stiff expressions on their faces.

In their sight, the man smiled and waved over here, as if to say hello.

Vermouth heard the voice of the person coming and her eyes looked a little complicated.

Judy shrank back in fear, wishing she could hide herself under the car.

Shuichi Akai put out the cigarette in his hand, and his dark green eyes stared at the figure, not moving away for a moment.

Glenfiddich

"Sniper him!"

He still couldn't help it, and a suppressed growl came out from deep in his throat.

As if sensing something, Grunfiddi didn't care that he was wet. He put his hat back on, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards Conan and the others leisurely.

Conan's face was full of disbelief, and he quickly became alert.

But it was actually of no use, after all, the ammunition in the anesthetic needle launcher was used up.

"Don't be nervous..." Granfidi didn't come too close and stayed five steps away from Conan, which was the bottom line distance that Conan was on guard against.

If it was any closer, he would have shouted for Chiyo to save him without caring about his image.

"I think the sound can be heard at this distance. Hello, hello?" Grunfiddi raised his voice slightly towards Conan, but it didn't seem like he was talking to him.

Chiyoko's expression became serious as he realized that this person was talking to them through the radio device on Conan.

He began to consider whether he should just shoot to prevent any accidents.

"Ah, although I hate to say this, I suggest you don't act rashly..." He slowly raised his hand, holding a remote control that was still dripping with water, with only a small button on it.

"The explosives I carry now are enough to flatten this area, right? Yes, including a two-kilometer radius."

Although there was a strong threat in his words, he smiled innocently.

"As for this button on my hand, although it looks simple, it is actually connected to a vital signs detection system. If my heart stops beating, it will be triggered."

"The consequences aren't that serious. It's just that half of New York and one-third of Tokyo will be wiped off the map."

"Oh, by the way, can this thing still be used after being soaked in water?" Grunfiddy suddenly took the remote control in front of him, thinking, "Why don't we press it and try..."

A bit eager to try.

But in the end he seemed to give up this somewhat tempting idea.

"Actually, I didn't really want to come, but you can't take this woman away alive. It would be much easier if she was dead."