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

What exactly is this person up to?

Moriya Teiji stared wide-eyed at Qi Ming, but he couldn't fathom what Qi Ming was planning at that moment.

Wait, what's with that big gun in his hand?

When did you take it out?

Moriya Teiji stared in astonishment at the long-barreled spear that Qi Ming was holding, which had a mechanical feel to it.

One second Qi Ming was clearly still hooking the protective ring and spinning around, and the next second the pistol suddenly became longer and bigger?

Moriya Teiji's brain cells were burning, but Qi Ming suddenly raised his spear and pointed it at every corner of the room.

Bang bang bang!

The deafening gunshots instantly echoed throughout the room.

The bullets whistled through the air, striking the walls and furniture, sending up sparks and debris.

This guy is insane! He's a complete madman!

Moriya Teiji trembled all over, instinctively covering his head and curling into a ball, trying his best to avoid the bullets flying everywhere.

Although the bullets did not hit him directly, each shot was like a heavy hammer pounding into his heart.

What is his background?

Moriya Teiji felt that it would be truly foolish to still regard the other party as an ordinary person.

After Qi Ming fired a burst of shots, the conference room was riddled with holes.

The live broadcast equipment in front of him was broken and crackling on the ground, its electrical sparks flashing.

"How about it? My battle-damaged style looks better than your classical decor, doesn't it?"

Hearing the voice in his ear, Moriya Teiji was speechless.

Qi Ming didn't expect to get a reply from this guy, so he put the gun away and replaced it with a useful small pistol.

He had already thought of the news headlines for the next day.

Faced with the crisis, Mr. Qi Ming bravely stepped forward; he was simply a superman of the Heisei era!

As Moriya Teiji trembled and fled in panic, he spotted the walkie-talkie that Yamamoto Ichiro had left on the ground, and his eyes lit up.

It's alright, he still has the advantage!

So what if 10 of us were fighting one and we got killed instead?

Taking advantage of Qi Ming's distraction, Moriya Teiji pounced on the walkie-talkie.

He took off the hood, and his originally symmetrical hairstyle became slightly flat and messy, no longer asymmetrical, because of the hood.

"Kill the hostages! Kill all the hostages now!"

Teiji Moriya shouted into the walkie-talkie.

He can't handle Qi Ming.

There's something strange about this person. The only way to maintain balance and let evil prevail is to kill all the hostages.

After saying that, Moriya Teiji even turned around and glanced at Qi Ming. The fear on his face was gone, replaced by a sinister smile.

Regret what you've done!

People like you died!

"..."

However, after Moriya Teiji said that, there was only static coming from the walkie-talkie, and no response came from the other members of the team.

Teiji Moriya felt a sudden tightness in his chest, and a bad premonition arose inexplicably.

"Where are they? Didn't you hear me? I told you to kill those hostages right now!"

"Answer me now!!"

Moriya Teiji screamed hysterically, but the other end of the walkie-talkie remained silent except for static.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk."

A slight clicking of the tongue came from beside him, and before Moriya Teiji could turn his head, the walkie-talkie in his hand was kicked away.

"Stop shouting."

Qi Ming pressed the muzzle of the gun against his temple and scratched himself.

"Everyone outside is dead, how could they possibly hear you? Why do you think I was randomly firing shots just now? I was sniping through walls, man."

"..."

Teiji Moriya had nothing to say.

They're all dead?

What the hell? If you stand here shooting randomly and wandering around, everyone outside will die?

Qi Ming had no idea what Moriya Teiji was thinking, and the dark muzzle of his gun was pointed at Moriya Teiji.

"Then it's your turn, Moriya Teiji who isn't called Moriya Teiji."

After struggling to move his legs, Moriya Teiji was no longer the elegant man he once was.

"No, you, you can't kill me!"

"If you want me, I'll kill you."

Moriya Teiji retreated, while Qi Ming pressed forward, and the balance of power shifted instantly.

But perhaps the balance between offense and defense has never changed.

"No, I can't die! I'm the chosen one!"

As Moriya Teiji watched Qi Ming about to pull the trigger, he roared inwardly.

He was a person blessed by the world, a person who was meant to bring balance to the world, how could he die such a miserable death!

Wait, he has a backup plan!

Suddenly, Teiji Moriya's eyes lit up.

He's a man of extraordinary wisdom; his plan goes far beyond simply using the hostages here as a threat.

Moriya Teiji's previously stiff body relaxed, and he even showed a slight smile when he looked at Qi Ming.

"Qi Ming, do you think my plan today is that simple?"

"No, no, no, you haven't ruined my plan yet. Do you think the mercenaries I hired were only there to protect me and control the hostages to intimidate the police?"

Qi Ming remained silent for a moment, then raised his pistol.

boom.

Gunshots rang out, and a bullet grazed Moriya Teiji's cheek, leaving a bloody gash on his symmetrical face.

Qi Ming paused, leaving the same scratch on the other half of Moriya Teiji's face.

Approaching Moriya Teiji again, Qi Ming held the gun and poked the muzzle against Moriya Teiji's head.

"Looks like you've forgotten something. You're below mercenaries, but I'm above them. Watch your tone when you talk to me; use polite language."

"You have last words, right? Speak them."

"..."

He's a madman! He's a madman!

After a long silence, Moriya Teiji slowly said:

"I planted bombs in three places. Although they were timed, I could detonate them at any time."

"You know what? That's a place teeming with people. If it explodes, hmph."

A glint of something sinister flashed in Moriya Teiji's eyes.

Three bombs? That's a lie.

He actually placed four.

Furthermore, the fourth one is more powerful and has more special effects.

However, he didn't say it out loud, but kept it hidden, lest Qi Ming come up with some other evil tricks.

Upon hearing this, Qi Ming frowned, pointed the pistol at Moriya Teiji's forehead again, and then asked directly.

"Where did you plant the bomb?"

"Put the gun down first. You should know that I have the remote control. I can detonate it at any time. You don't want the people there to die, do you?"

Qi Ming nodded.

"I think you should explode."