[Conan Doujin] Let's become smaller together · Part 1

The author has something to say: _(:з」∠)_Where did Vadaxi, who used to feed Gengwen on time, go...[Go to type...

Unconsciously, I started to fall into the mode of complaining + procrastinating again...

"Bang!" There was an explosion, and Yamane Shi, who was unloading things in the warehouse, shook his hands, and a box of fiber cloth fell on his feet.

"Azhi, you idiot, why are your hands shaking again!" Standing next to him, the supervisor Yamane Motoyasu raised his foot and kicked his ass hard while smoking a cigarette, making him lie on the ground. Inside the pile of fiber cloth that was scattered all over the ground because of his shaking hands, they were in love with each other.

The workshop of the factory is not big enough, and the sealed machine tool is in another workshop, so people need to carry it after packing.The seal of the box is open, so if it falls on the floor, all the fabric inside will spill out.

It also gets dirty and has to be put back in manually.

Therefore, Yamane Shi, who dropped two boxes of fabrics in a row, was immediately looked at by the workers, even if he was the nephew of the supervisor.

"Isn't that because I don't know where the explosion sound scared me!" The young man in his 20s was eager to go out and have a look, but was kicked back to the workshop by his uncle.

"What are you looking at, don't look around! Is the explosion in the factory area so beautiful?!" Yamane Motoyasu rolled his eyes, thinking that young people are just short-sighted and need to be taught a lesson, "Who knows whether the explosion was a boiler or a chemical plant? , will it spread poisonous gas, will it have radiation, will it explode in a row—”

"Let's see if there is anyone who needs to call the police~" Yamaneshi hurriedly interrupted his uncle's chanting and said righteous words, but his two eyeballs rolled around, just wanting to watch the lively rhythm.

Yamane Motoyasu held a cigarette with his left hand, and slammed his nephew's head with his right hand, and said with contempt: "Why do you think the Metropolitan Police Department set up a district police here? Do you think the row of red houses you see when you go to work every day is What, the explosion treatment process in the industrial zone is written in the work guide and posted at the door of each workshop. You don’t have eyes! Really, my sister-in-law told you to study hard. If you don’t study, you don’t know anything now. What are you doing? look!"

"Then there is uncle here~" Yamaneshi smiled, stared back at those watching the fun, and then quickly cleaned up the fiber cloth on the ground.

Yamane Motoyasu glanced at him, then turned and walked to the window to puff.

Silly child who doesn't know much, how can this be a simple explosion!The first sound was indeed an explosion, but the second sound... was a gunshot.

Explosions with gunshots, can this excitement be casually watched?

PM4: 13 Abandoned factory at the end of warehouse alley in Arakawa District

The second sound was indeed a gunshot.

And the man with the gun that Toru Amuro vaguely saw was indeed a man with the gun.

The gunman stood there for an unknown how long, looked at it for a long time, and then found the best time to get rid of Amuro Toru's control over Miyano Shiho with the simplest and least harmful method.

It was just one shot, just one shot that pierced Amuro Toru's right arm, which was not protected by a bulletproof vest. It was not a penetration, the bullet just grazed his arm, and the shock wave and direct impact tore a big wound. .This kind of minor injury can be relieved a little bit, and the opponent can continue to shoot with a gun without pressure. Of course, the premise is that the opponent is left-handed.For right-handers who have injured their right hands, the recoil of the gun is still relatively unbearable.

This little injury that was of no use at all, when Toru Amuro subconsciously soothed the muscles all over his body to relieve the pain, coupled with the backflow of air that swept in almost at the same time, he was dragged several meters away !

Thanks to him, when he was protecting Miyano Shiho, he didn't cling to him with his whole body, but in a slightly defensive half-kneeling, half-prone posture.This leaves enough space and the right angle for the hurricane's sweep.

And when he was thrown a somersault without any resistance, the man in the light gray windbreaker rushed over at an unimaginable speed by the wind!After picking up Miyano Shiho, the man ran forward for a long time without slowing down, and didn't stop until the tailwind turned into a headwind. He turned around handsomely, and threw Miyano Shiho on him neither lightly nor heavily. Behind him, he pointed the gun at Toru Amuro with both hands.

The man's back was facing the back door that had been damaged by the blast, and the setting sun, which was already infinitely close to the horizon, shone in, infinitely dazzling.

Miyano Shiho sat on the ground blankly, looked up at the man, and lost his ability to speak for a while.