Conan Dressed As Gin

Ireland's face suddenly twisted, and a fierce punch hit Conan's face.

As soon as Conan hid, he did not expect to be picked up by Ireland by the collar.

"Uh!" Conan groaned miserably, and was punched to the point of staring into gold.

Weightless, he was suddenly thrown out again, hit the pillar heavily, and fell to the ground weakly.

For a while, he lost his voice in pain and was speechless.

Not long ago, I heard Sonoko say that Conan seems to be staying in the Tokyo Tower where there is a murderer, and Xiao Lan came over worriedly. Seeing this scene now, I was so scared that I ran over and hugged Conan worriedly: "Conan? What's wrong with you? Conan?"

Conan tried hard to grab Xiao Lan's clothes, trying to persuade her to flee, but Ireland's heavy punches made him unable to slow down until now, and he could only make a vague voice from his throat: "Quick..."

"What?" Xiaolan heard the footsteps behind her, turned her head and saw "Matsumoto police officer", she couldn't help but asked worriedly, "Police officer, I saw police officer Chiba and the others were knocked unconscious, Conan also..."

"Xiao Lan...Sister..." Conan tried his best to spit out the words, "Flee! It's him... who did it!"

"Ah?" Xiaolan was stunned, and the Tokyo Tower staff who followed her cried out and fell into a coma.

Xiao Lan suddenly realized, and her face became cautious.

She turned her head and looked at Ireland, who raised the gun: "Who are you? You are not Matsumoto police inspector!"

In response to her, only a sneer.

Suddenly, a loud noise from the propeller came from outside the window.

The three of them couldn't help but startled and looked out.

Shan Heqing on the helicopter was caught off guard and met Xiaolan's puzzled eyes, so frightened that the gun he was about to take out was stuffed back again.

...Fuck!

He is early! Why is Xiaolan still here!

She hasn't fainted yet! Straight to the face! This is the end! How to do? !

Ireland thought Gin was here to pick him up, sneered, and wanted to say something.

"Ah!" Conan yelled urgently, attracting Ireland's attention.

-Can't let Ireland say things like "he's with Gin" in front of Xiao Lan!

Conan didn't know why he did it subconsciously.

Ireland really looked over, and the words in his mouth stopped.

Conan took this opportunity to quickly turn on the anesthesia watch and shoot at Xiao Lan's neck who was about to turn her head.

- The anesthesia watch improved by Dr. Agasa now has two needles!

Xiaolan! Sorry!

Xiaolan fell to the ground softly, and Conan helped her to put her on the ground, only to realize that she was in a cold sweat.

Ireland glanced at Conan in surprise: "Hmph, do you want to fight alone? You don't even need helpers."

Instead, a strange smile appeared on Conan's face: "No, my helper is not Xiaolan."

Ireland didn't have time to be surprised when the phone rang.

"It's me, have you got the memory card?" Gin's cold voice rang from the phone.

Ireland glanced at the helicopter circling outside, then glanced at Conan, who did not dare to act rashly, and walked out along the red steel stairs.

Conan followed without hesitation, hiding in the shadow of the stairwell, watching Ireland and the gin on the helicopter not far away.

"This." Ireland took the memory card in his hand and held it up to Gin in the helicopter.

Shan Heqing recalled the plot of the original novel, and continued: "I can't see clearly, you go further."

Ireland was impatient, but obediently took a few steps forward, holding the memory card high.

Shan Heqing sneered at Chianti.

"shot!"

There was a muzzle sticking out of the plane, a flash of fire.

"Damn!" Conan was startled, suddenly burst into speed, rushed out and slammed Ireland to the side.

Shan Heqing almost stopped breathing for a moment.

This bear boy! Don't follow the original plot!

Chianti's gun is so accurate, isn't he afraid of being hit? In front of his younger brother, Shan Heqing couldn't protect him.

Ireland faltered, the bullet rubbed his hand, shot/into his shoulder, and the memory card rolled down.

"GIN!" He reacted, clutching his shoulders and roaring angrily.

Conan rolled over on the ground, grabbing the memory card with both hands, his heart pounding with excitement.

"Got!"

Without pausing, he plunged into the shadow of the steel stairwell.

Chianti continued to shoot/hit Ireland, the bullets chasing him all the way.

Ireland was dodging in embarrassment, and many bullets could not dodge in time, and they shot/on him.

He glanced at Conan in disbelief, and then looked at the helicopter in front of him.

"Help... You, you and Gin are actually in the same group?!"

Conan gave him a big smile in the shadows.

—Fuck me, I'm a real dog!

Ireland's face turned green.

He sees another gun/mouth sticking out of the helicopter, turns around and tries to escape - but it's all in vain.

"Cut, kill Ireland." Shan Heqing said to Chianti and Cohen.

Cohen shot Ireland in the head without hesitation! Perfect headshot!

"You were preempted!" Chianti was dissatisfied.

"Big brother?" Vodka looked at him puzzled.

—Although he did as he ordered, Cohen and Chianti had the same puzzled look.

"Look here." Shan Heqing said impatiently and coldly, "The police car has already surrounded this place. Ireland can't escape."

He evoked a win-win sneer: "Thank you, Ireland."

"Well... I saw the memory card was taken by the figure who rushed out, and I hid by the stairs." Cohen said suddenly.

"Let's see who hits first!" Chianti heard that there were still targets to shoot/hit, and was eager to try.

Shan Heqing had a headache.

Oh yes, there's one more Conan left here.

He knows it! Conan rushed out to get the memory card, didn't this bring firepower to him?

Is this because he is on the helicopter, can't bear to kill Conan? The problem is that his younger brothers dare!

This task is to take back the memory card, and if it is not possible, it will be destroyed.

...Conan really hit the gun.

Vodka turned the helicopter at an angle and saw Conan hiding there without hindrance.

Conan looked up suddenly, and looked at him nervously.

Shan Heqing looked down at Conan coldly from the helicopter.

"GIN?" Chianti urged in confusion.

Conan's eyes seemed to convey something, as if there was a kind of uneasy expectation.

Shan Heqing's face became unpredictable.

The distance from Tokyo Tower to the helicopter is only a few meters, but it is like the end of the world.

He heard himself say in a dry voice, "Fire."

The author has something to say: Thanks to the mines of "Miaoshouzhitian"!

Thanks for the mines of "Slaughter Sheng"!

23333 I am looking forward to writing this chapter today.

Ireland feels like it's just a **** hhhh

Gin also had to shoot Conan~

In other words, I feel that many familiar IDs have disappeared recently. Is it silently reading the text or already... qwq?