Out-of-control players in the world of Detective Conan

The moment the passerby shouted those words, the red dot suddenly veered off course and landed on the old wall next to him.

call out--

Passerby A only heard a fleeting sound of something cutting through the air, and then the old wall beside him shattered with a deafening crash.

A piece of gravel flew past the passerby's face, leaving a deep bloody mark.

The phone fell to the ground, and a few seconds later Qi Ming's voice came through again.

"You should have said that earlier. We almost got completely ruined. Pick up your phone and listen carefully to what I have to say."

Passerby A picked up the phone with trembling hands, his legs shaking violently.

"Hey, hey, hey, are you still listening?"

Hearing the other person's increasingly impatient tone, Passerby A swallowed hard and quickly said, "Yes, I'm here!"

"Okay, listen up then." Qi Ming said slowly from the other end of the phone:

“About two kilometers ahead of you, there’s an unfinished building of the same height, and I’m on its roof.”

"Then we'll start sniping. Considering you're playing against bots, I'll allow you both to play together. You can pick out whatever sniper rifles you want from the table."

"If you kill me once, I'll let you go. Finally, the match starts in 20 seconds. I'm dead."

Immediately afterward, the call ended, and a busy tone came through.

"……me……"

"...I'm so unlucky! How did I end up with such a jinx!"

Passerby A, his face grim, slammed his phone to the ground and roared to the sky to vent his emotions.

"Brother, what should we do?"

Passerby B said somewhat nervously to Passerby A.

The passerby didn't say anything. After calming himself down a bit, he went to the table and picked up a sniper rifle.

When Passerby B saw his older brother doing this, he suddenly realized what was going on and also went to the table and grabbed a sniper rifle.

"I get it, I know what you mean, brother! You want to fire during the 20-second window before it starts, right?"

"That's exactly how it should be done! There are two of us and he's alone, what's there to be afraid of!"

Passerby A didn't say anything, but turned back a few seconds later.

Then he slapped the passerby hard across the face.

"What the hell are you talking about? Do you even know what a 2,000-meter sniping range means? I can barely see the outline of that building through my scope!"

"What the hell are you fighting for? Run for your lives!"

……

The rooftop of an unfinished building, two kilometers away from Passerby A and Passerby B.

Qi Ming took a sip of his soda and checked the time.

It's been about 20 seconds.

He picked up the Phantom M2000 and used the scope and his prosthetic eye for dual zoom to look at the location of the two people.

Um?What about people?

Qi Ming frowned, but he didn't see any passersby on the rooftop in his glasses.

After thinking for a moment, Qi Ming switched the scope to thermal imaging, and soon he saw the figures of two people running through the gaps in the steel bars.

"Hmph, you little brat, trying to play moves with me."

Qi Ming murmured, slowly pulling the trigger.

Since it was a one-on-one fight, he didn't want to directly use the prosthetic technology for aiming and headlocking.

As the saying goes, if the data isn't modified, it's not considered a crash, so DMA isn't considered a crash either.

whoosh-

The trigger was pulled, and the bullet flew out.

However, after a moment, Qi Ming frowned slightly.

The bullet hit the wall.

The gun he has now is okay at shooting through boxes, but it's much weaker at shooting through walls.

Qi Ming put the Phantom God M2000 back into his backpack.

Then he grabbed the Barrett sniper rifle with his other hand.

He skillfully rested the butt of the gun on his shoulder, his eyes fixed on the scope, and after slightly adjusting the muzzle, he gently pulled the trigger.

boom!

With a muffled gunshot, the bullet whistled out.

This bullet was no longer as casual as before.

The bullet struck the building's wall, and the immense impact caused the wall to collapse instantly, scattering debris everywhere.

However, Qi Ming was not pleased with such a result; instead, he raised an eyebrow slightly.

He could still see the two figures fleeing in the thermal imaging.

"Damn it, how could you miss like that?"

Qi Ming fired a few more shots, still unwilling to accept defeat.

But then they saw that a lot of the walls of the tall building where the two people were located had collapsed.

However, those who should have fled are still fleeing.

"Damn, this obstacle is really in my way. And these two are such jerks, running around while sniping. How am I supposed to snipe them?!"

Qi Ming spat, then lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, before picking up a Barrett rifle.

With a flick of his wrist, Qi Ming no longer aimed precisely, but simply aimed at a general location, and simultaneously pressed both triggers.

boom!

boom!

Amidst billowing smoke and a series of booming sounds, streaks of fire shot out from the black tubes.

The noise generated by dual-wielding cannons is far beyond what the height of this building can conceal.

However, the pedestrians strolling down the street below paid no attention to this unusual noise.

After all, today is New Year's Day!

It's perfectly normal for someone to set off firecrackers upstairs!

A cannon is still a cannon!

……

boom!

boom!

The artillery fire continued, and quite some time passed under this sustained bombardment.

Qi Ming didn't know how many bullets he fired, nor did he know whether the two men were dead or alive.

He only put down his two guns after his phone rang.

The caller was a staff member from Nichiri TV.

"Hey, Mr. Killing, the match is about to end. Where are you now?"

"I'm setting off firecrackers."

"...Yes, is that so? But please come over as soon as possible, the two teams will finish their match in 5 minutes."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Qi Ming put the Barrett back into his backpack, then picked up a Stinger.

As the saying goes, a Stinger missile that cannot target ground targets is not a good anti-aircraft missile.

Anyway, he had a scope, so he was a sniper and didn't break any rules.

boom!

After pulling the trigger and firing a shot, Qi Ming stopped paying attention to the scene and teleported away.

……

In the center of another unfinished building.

Seeing that the surrounding walls were no longer collapsing, Passerby A took a deep breath from behind the steel bars.

That madman is absolutely insane.

What's wrong with the police here? Aren't they going to do anything about it?

"Brother, should we call the police? I really can't take it anymore!"

Passerby B clutched his shoulder and groaned in pain, blood still seeping from the wound covered by his clothes.

Those were the wounds they sustained when a piece of steel fell through them as they fled.

Passerby A's expression was uncertain, but after a while, he finally made up his mind.

"Let's call the police. Do you have your phone with you?"

"No?"

"..."

If you don't have it, then what are you even saying?

You didn't know I smashed my phone on that spot!

Passerby A squinted, trying his best to see the unfinished building two kilometers away.

Why didn't he start shooting?

Could it be that those idiot cops have finally realized something is wrong?

"Big brother, do you think there will be shooting stars in broad daylight?"

Just as Passerby A was catching his breath and thinking, Passerby B suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

Passerby A glared fiercely at Passerby B.

"What the hell are you talking to me about?"

"Look, a shooting star is flying towards us!"

Passerby A looked in the direction Passerby B was pointing and his heart skipped a beat.

meteor?

That was nothing, it was a missile!

"Run away, run away quickly!"

Passerby A quickly turned around, and then—

boom!

In a huge burst of flames, the unfinished building suddenly collapsed.