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

"..."

The middle-aged man stared blankly at the scene, and everyone else present was also deeply bewildered.

How could they have such a misconception that a beautiful young girl was carrying a rocket launcher and blasting people?

Before this illusion could continue, the RPG in the girl's hand had disappeared without a trace, replaced by a pure silver heavy machine gun!

The girl pulled the trigger, and the dragon-head-shaped muzzle spewed out tongues of fire, leaving the person opposite her defenseless!

"You guys run uphill quickly, I'll hold them off here."

The girl's lips parted slightly, and despite the constant sounds of bullets and shattering glass, her ethereal voice still reached everyone's ears.

Her long brown hair swayed gently in the strong wind blowing in through the broken window. Perhaps the gunpowder was laced with poison, because the girl's silhouette seemed to overlap with someone else's.

This kind of demeanor is just like Joan of Arc leading everyone to victory!

"No, how can we let you stay here and bear the brunt?"

"Your Holiness, please go and help the others. We can do it!"

The cover was no longer needed, and aiming was no longer desired; the crowd was fired up again!

They all retreated from behind their cover and came to Qi Ming's side, roaring as they opened fire on the building opposite.

"..."

Qi Ming glanced somewhat bewildered at the group of people on both sides who had suddenly become so eager to fight.

What is this "Saintess" thing? She's so childish!

And why did you guys suddenly get so fired up?

Although Qi Ming found it somewhat difficult to understand, he thought about the characteristics of this country and the murderer's psychology in the game.

Their abnormality also made them seem quite normal.

"Alright, this floor is yours to manage. Don't let the terrorists on the other side underestimate the power of our bond!"

……

Under the bar on a certain floor.

Shuichi Akai covered his arm, his face slightly pale.

Noticing that Shuichi Akai was acting strangely, Kogoro Mouri quickly asked, "Xia-kun, are you alright?"

Kogoro Mouri and his group were not so easily swayed by Qi Ming; only Shuichi Akai asked for a gun.

Although it's unclear whether Shuichi Akai is now considered part of their group.

"It's okay, just a minor injury."

Shuichi Akai chuckled and quickly changed his position before the next bullet was fired.

Although he didn't see it, Shuichi Akai felt that it was most likely Gin who called.

"Gentlemen, the fire situation is getting dangerous. I'll provide cover for you while you go up as soon as possible."

Shuichi Akai glanced at the firelight behind him, then immediately looked at Kogoro Mouri and Makoto Kyogoku and said.

"The firepower has decreased considerably now, making it a good opportunity to head to the rooftop."

Kogoro Mouri was taken aback. "What about you, Xia-kun? Aren't you coming with us?"

"I don't need it, I'll cover for you."

Shuichi Akai shook his head, because the other party had come specifically for him.

Shuichi Akai was well aware of Gin's marksmanship and his personality.

If I don't show myself, he'll probably kill everyone on this floor.

He had to stay and settle things with Gin.

"What kind of person is this, abandoning you like this!"

Kogoro Mouri scratched his head in frustration, then his gaze fell on the long marble table in front of him, and his eyes immediately lit up.

"Got it! Char, Makoto Kyogoku! The three of us will flip that table over together and push it over to create cover!"

table?

The table was shot right through.

Upon hearing what Kogoro Mouri said, Conan frowned and looked ahead, where he saw a long marble table.

The marble table is estimated to be three meters long, two meters wide, and about 5 centimeters thick.

Conan's lips twitched.

If this table is hollow, that's fine, but if it's solid, it would weigh close to 800 kilograms!

I have a feeling that Kogoro Mouri's brain might be a little malfunctioning because of the current situation.

This big table is impossible to push, let alone even knock over!

"Uncle, are you out of your mind...?"

Conan shouted loudly to Kogoro Mouri, but Makoto Kyogoku spoke first:

"Okay, but I can manage on my own."

"..."

Conan was scratching his head in frustration.

It seems like this uncle isn't the only one with a bad brain!

"call……"

Kyogoku Makoto took a deep breath, found the right opportunity, and immediately withdrew from the cover and rushed forward.

He bent his body slightly, and then suddenly kicked his foot under the marble table!

thump—

Amidst the noise, dust rose up.

Once the dust settled, not only Conan, but even Shuichi Akai was dumbfounded.

What the hell is this?

He kicked the table over with one kick?

"Everyone, come over here now!"

Kyogoku Makoto bent over, braced his hands on the bottom of the table, and shouted loudly. Regardless of whether the people behind him followed, he pushed the table forward with perfect coordination of his waist and stance!

Is this some kind of karate?

After Qi Ming, Conan discovered this second somewhat abnormal person.

……

"Xia Ya-kun, you don't need cover anymore, just come with us!"

"No, you guys go first. I'll stay here and meet up with anyone who might come up from downstairs."

"...Sigh, alright then, keep an eye on it!"

After everyone left, Shuichi Akai took a deep breath and stood up abruptly from behind the marble table without hesitation.

As my gaze swept across the opposite building, Gin's all-black attire came into view.

Gin, who had been paying attention to the situation, also saw Shuichi Akai peeking out.

The two looked at each other from a distance, and then they simultaneously raised their guns.

"Although I don't know what the outcome will be."

"But let's settle this once and for all, my dear nemesis."

Shuichi Akai tilted his head, looked through the scope, closed one eye, and slowly pulled the trigger.

boom--

Shuichi Akai and Gin fired their bullets, but not at the same time!

Shuichi Akai pulled the trigger much slower than Gin!

Realizing this, Shuichi Akai felt a strong sense of crisis, as if everything around him had slowed down.

"Well!"

With his adrenaline surging, Shuichi Akai tilted his head at almost the fastest speed he had ever used in his life.

Nevertheless, the bullet still grazed his ear, leaving a deep bloodstain.

To avoid Gin shooting him in the face again, Shuichi Akai quickly crouched down and hid behind the marble table.

The composure on his face had vanished, and he was now breathing heavily.

Something is wrong!

The gun Qi Ming gave himself had a problem with its scope!

The mirror image was covered in ink, so he couldn't see anything at all!

"……wrong."

Shuichi Akai, who had just shifted the blame to Qi Ming, suddenly trembled.

Then, he raised his hand and touched his left eye.

I seem to have forgotten that his left eye is blind.