Conan and I start the hell-level main line

Explosions, flames, panic, and crowds fleeing in panic turned an ordinary highway into a popular hell road.

A large number of cars were rear-ended in a chain reaction after countless pentakills on the spike strip, and the chain of car accidents turned the spacious street into a scrap metal dump.

It's jaw-dropping and chilling.

The instigator, Gin, sat peacefully in his Porsche, lighting a cigarette nonchalantly. He turned a blind eye to the deafening explosion and flames behind him in a cold-blooded manner.

"Let Fu Hua Shi handle the rest, let's go."

Gin had left Fu Huashi behind again and was going on a free-for-all. The driver, Vodka, honestly wanted to defend him, "Brother, I don't think Fu Huashi can kill that guy alone, right? Doesn't she need our help?"

"If he can't even do such a small thing, then he is also a waste. Hehe, Vodka, don't you think so?" Gin sneered strangely, and his dark green eyes with murderous intent glanced at Vodka intentionally or unintentionally.

Vodka felt a chill, the look in Brother Gin's eyes was too scary, as if it pierced his soul, he really didn't dare to look at him.

Hey, what do you mean by also? . . I always feel like this sentence is mocking me. . Big brother, I have no ulterior motives!!

……

For Conan and Naliang, this series of car accidents made them feel the weight of their responsibility, because in the final analysis, it was the cause they had sown that led to this result.

This may be a sin, but the two detectives did not have time to blame themselves for this sin or feel sad about this sudden tragedy, because they understood one thing: the organization was the culprit.

Perhaps it is a bit selfish to say this, but this is the nature of war. Even if the war in our realm will hurt innocent people, more innocent people will surely be harmed if we don't defeat them completely.

In the dark alley, Conan and Naliang spotted the figure of the man in sunglasses in the car and deduced the approximate route, but tracking a person in this interconnected alley is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

What should I do now? Find someone…there’s no way I can find him!

However, Conan gave a different introduction. Looking for someone? That's easy. After all, we have a good tool.

Of course, the prerequisite is that the man in sunglasses is not too useless. He has appeared so many times that he is no longer just a simple supporting role. Don't let Fu Huashi kill him and mess with our mentality.

"As the saying goes, the best defense is offense, so next, we can do the opposite and prepare a big gift for Fu Huashi~" Conan, this naughty kid with a lot of ideas, grinned.

Naliang, who was standing by, didn't know what to say. He could only say, Fu Huashi, please don't get seriously injured and end up in the ICU again.

Fu Huashi, who was sniping on the building, sneezed for no apparent reason and felt that something bad was going to happen. . .

Forget it, forget it, Fu Huashi didn't take it seriously and continued to aim. Anyway, where did Brother Gin go? There was no sound in the headphones.

At this time, the man in sunglasses who was hiding in the alley cautiously looked back from time to time. After confirming that no one was chasing him, he breathed a sigh of relief and complained speechlessly: "What kind of psychopaths are chasing me? I have to run into the alley to hide from them."

(Conan, Naliang: A-choo! Who is saying bad things about us?)

"By the way, the address Mr. Consultant gave me turned out to be the home of a model owner. And why are there two children and an old man visiting? The most important thing is, they are actually looking for a photo of Hondou Eisuke when he was a child."

"Who are they and what are they doing? Are they investigating Ying Hai? No, no matter whether they have a direct connection with the organization or not, Ying Hai's identity cannot be exposed. I promised her that I would fulfill my duties as a contact person."

The man in sunglasses walked forward towards the dark alley. The sound of water dripping was like the sound of ghosts. The surroundings were extremely quiet and seemed very strange, but as an agent, he still kept walking.

Passing through this leaky alley, we came to a fork in the road. On one side was the street leading to the opposite side of the residential buildings of the apartment. The lights at night were particularly dazzling. On the other side was another alley, still dark, leading to the unknown.

When the man in sunglasses was about to walk towards the street, the light from the roadside shone on his face. Although he was wearing sunglasses, he subconsciously blocked it with his hand, and this reminded him of something.

Just now, when I was discovered and ran away at high speed, I seemed to see with my peripheral vision that there were tiny sparks of metal collision at my original position.

Could it be that……

The man in sunglasses realized that something was wrong, his whereabouts had been discovered by the organization!!

Then he instantly bent down, rolled over, and slid behind a trash can in the dark alley in the opposite direction.

Then, a bullet hit the ground where the man in sunglasses had just stood. The gunshot echoed and gravel flew everywhere. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise there would have been a bloody hole left.

The man in sunglasses looked dark. "It was indeed a sniper. They were waiting for me to enter the street and use the street lights as lighting. Fortunately, I reacted in time."

"Damn it, I'm trapped by the organization and can't get out. It's all that psychopath's fault."

(Conan, Naliang (￣□￣): Stop scolding, stop scolding, this is a misunderstanding.)

Fu Huashi on the rooftop clicked her tongue in annoyance. This guy is quite sensitive. It's like he has been hiding for so many years that he has a sense of crisis and stress response to everything.

"It doesn't matter, you can't hide." Fu Huashi raised the corner of her mouth slightly, loaded the sniper rifle again, and then aimed. The alley was dark?

It doesn’t matter. Fu Huashi took out a dark red signal gun from her pocket, aimed it in the direction she was aiming at, and pulled the trigger.

call out--! !

The red light shot out, illuminating the dark night in red. The red bullet emitting strong light fell on the ground in front of the man in sunglasses.

Suddenly, the light shone brightly, and the red light washed over everything around. It was dazzling, so dazzling, but he was wearing sunglasses, so it didn't matter.

But for Fu Huashi, it’s not a problem. Just aim and shoot!

boom!

The man in sunglasses felt the danger of death again and tried to dodge, but was still hit in the shoulder by a bullet. He didn't have time to cry out in pain, and quickly left the range of the red light while covering his wound.

Fu Huashi looked over there sternly, loaded his gun, and then aimed. This time, he seemed to have overlooked that his operation exposed the position of the man in sunglasses, and his position was also exposed.

Fu Huashi turned sideways, and a bright white light flashed. Fu Huashi's black eyes shrank, and a white missile that seemed to be carrying lightning was rushing towards him with a devastating force.