Conan: I'm Not a Model Worker in the Winery

Chapter 415: Gun vs. Hand
"Impossible! How did that guy get in there?!"

The police and Conan looked at the top of the tower in disbelief.

That white figure, the flowing cloak...

It’s Kaito Kidd without a doubt!

"It's Kidd! Kidd appeared on the top of Tsutenkaku!"

"what?!"

Officer Chadu, who was just furious because Kaito Kidd imitated his voice, was stunned and immediately shouted into the intercom: "Everyone! Catch Kidd immediately! Don't let him get away!"

"Yes!!"

Countless security guards rushed to the top of the tower one after another, scrambling to reach out to grab Kaito Kidd who was standing on the pole.

There was a lucky police officer who was the first to catch the man in the white cloak under the dazzling searchlight. Tears welled up in his eyes, perhaps because he was blinded by the light or because he was so excited. "Kid! I caught Kidd!"

"Kid is mine!"

"Officer! I caught Kidd too!"

"I also……"

For a while, countless reports of Kidd's capture came from the walkie-talkie.

Chaki Shintaro almost believed it...

However, the police officers soon discovered something was wrong:

The Kidd they were hugging was so soft and flexible.

The next moment, they felt that the thing they were holding was slowly expanding, and within just a few seconds it expanded to the point where they could not hold it anymore.

Followed by.

There was a loud 'bang' and the Kaito Kidd in front of him suddenly exploded like a firework, accompanied by countless streamers falling down.

The police officers who were surrounding Kidd were stunned:

"Substitute?"

So, where did the real Kidd go?
Just when most of their minds went blank, darkness fell - the lights in the entire Osaka Castle went out one after another, causing panic among the crowd.

Conan and Hattori Heiji, who were watching from a nearby high-rise building, were also a little surprised.

"The power outage? What happened?" Hattori Heiji was still a little confused.

Conan quickly realized something, a light flashed in his mind, and he hurriedly asked: "Uncle Maori! Did Officer Nakamori and the others tell me where to put the Egg of Memory in the art museum!?"

Maori Kogoro was stunned for a moment, "Ah? No... I think they just said that it was kept in a new place..."

"Oops!"

Conan gritted his teeth, turned around, ran quickly towards the emergency passage and ran downstairs.

"Hey! Gong...Nan! Wait for me!" Hattori Heiji also ran after him.

Neither of them noticed that Lie, who was watching the fun next to them, had a look of extreme disappointment on his face:

This shouldn’t be the case. Why haven’t they caught anyone?
By the way...where's Kaito? Has he already stolen the things?

……

"Ah... that was close. I almost lost sight of this place."

Some distance away from Tsutenkaku, on the edge of Osaka Castle, on top of a building.

Kuroba Kaito was wearing a white suit, a white tall hat, and was scanning the surroundings with a telescope in his hand.

"Uncle Lie is such a swindler. He actually gave those policemen a backdoor."

And I didn't tell him secretly...

Fortunately, if he hadn't gone back to listen to the pigeon-eavesdropping recording and made some preparations in a hurry, he would have been caught.

He had to be thankful that there were not enough police officers at Tsutenkaku in the afternoon.

After plucking a handful of feathers from the pigeons he raised and locking onto his target, Kaito pressed down his hat and jumped off the roof.

As he fell, the support hidden in his cloak instantly stood up and turned into a glider, carrying him towards his target location.

-

Another place.

The iron ladder platform near the Osaka Pier. A figure who was completely hidden in the darkness came here wearing a large windbreaker and a beret.

The figure first looked around, as if to make sure the surroundings were safe. After confirming that there was no one else around, he nimbly climbed up to a platform on the shelf.

Then, the figure took out a pistol from his windbreaker pocket and skillfully installed a silencer on it. Then he looked at the bright moonlight in the sky and narrowed his eyes.

Perhaps because he felt the light was not good enough, the figure rummaged through his pocket and took out an infrared sight and mounted it on the pistol.

After doing all this, the figure slowly retreated until it reached the area of ​​the stage most covered by the shadow, trying to completely hide its figure.

however……

She had just taken a few steps back when she felt something poking the back of her neck.

A chill suddenly ran through my heart.

She immediately turned around and stepped back a few steps, raised her gun and shouted angrily:
"Who?!"

This time, she could clearly see a tall man with silver hair standing in the shadows.

The latter looked at her with disdain in his eyes.

The tone is also disgusting:

"Are you blind?"

"???"

……

Gin was a little annoyed.

He was not only annoyed that he was ignored again, but he was also annoyed that the person who ignored him made a fuss and pointed a gun at him.

Gin looked at the woman in front of him, thinking that she should be the killer wanted by Noah...

They are all wanted by Interpol. Can't they observe the environment before going on stage?

I was just ten centimeters away from stepping on his foot!
"Are you the one called Pu Si Qinglan?" Gin looked the other person up and down.

but.

When Pu Siqinglan heard Gin calling out his name, his eyes suddenly turned cold and he immediately pulled the trigger of the pistol.

"Swoosh! Sizzle!"

The sound of a bullet being fired and a crackling sound were heard at the same time.

Pu Siqinglan, who was about to sneer, froze in disbelief, "This——"

The distance between her and Gin was less than 30 centimeters.

Logically speaking, it would be difficult to even fire a blank shot at such a close distance.

But in front of her eyes——

Gin's expression didn't even change. He held a bullet covered with a thin layer of ice between the index finger and thumb of his left hand. His movements were so fast that Pu Siqinglan couldn't catch it.

Then, Gin flicked the bullet away casually, "Hey, you didn't notice me first, and you still have the nerve to shoot? Also, I hate it most when people point guns at me, I advise you to be kind."

If he hadn't been in a good mood for a rare trip, and if he hadn't been interrogating the woman about the location of the gem-stealing organization's lair, he would have broken her neck when she picked up the gun.

"Tsk!"

Pu Siqinglan's face turned cold, and before she realized the seriousness of the problem, she fired three more shots at Gin's face.

If he can catch one shot... can he catch three shots in a row?
And Gin proved with facts that he could.

But at this moment, Gin was too lazy to even answer, and directly took out a folding knife from his pocket. He swung it left and right twice seemingly casually, and finally held the knife upright in front of his eyes. As luck would have it, the bullet of the last bullet was split into two, causing it to get stuck on the blade.

Looking at the bullet heading straight for his forehead, Gin praised, "Not bad, your hand is steady."

In his observation, the trajectories of the scattered bullets completely overlapped, which was very rare.

However, Gin’s praise did not make Pu Siqinglan happy at all.

On the contrary, the killer lady wanted by Interpol swallowed hard as if she had seen a ghost, and accidentally pushed herself to the railing by the sea, "You, who are you?!"

Catching a bullet with bare hands...

One would be fine, but he shot three of her bullets in a row, and the last one was stuck on the blade...

Unheard of!

This is not something a human would do!
(End of this chapter)