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

boom--

Shuichi Akai's bullet hit the wall of the opposite floor, at least two body lengths away from Gin's position.

Seeing that Shuichi Akai had taken cover, Gin glanced back at the bullets on the wall and a smile crept across his face.

That's it?

Gin saw it when he was aiming: the idiot on the other side closed his only remaining eye and used the blindfold to aim.

If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, Gin would have been a laughingstock.

His formidable rival is dead.

For a sniper to make such a mistake, Shuichi Akai is no longer worthy of being his and the organization's enemy.

bang bang bang-

Gin repeatedly pulled the trigger, aiming precisely at a point on the marble table.

Perhaps just a few more shots would be enough to pierce through this marble table.

Hide, mouse! Let's see how long you can hide!

boom--

Suddenly, a deafening sound rang out, startling even Gin.

Feeling a slight tremor from the ground, everyone in the building, whether they were shooting or running away, stopped what they were doing.

"Vodka, what's going on outside?"

Gin immediately found cover and asked Vodka the question.

Vodka nodded and quickly walked to the stairwell.

He looked out the window through his binoculars and saw thick smoke billowing from the city center not far away, with flames flashing in the binoculars.

"It looks like a gas explosion... No, that's not right!"

Vodka, who had just reached a conclusion, was suddenly stunned when he saw a helicopter in the sky flying wildly as if it had lost control.

The helicopter's tail section burst into flames, and then the helicopter went out of control and crashed!

boom!

Another loud bang rang out, and Vodka rushed into the room to report to Gin:

"Brother, the sound we just heard was from a helicopter crashing!"

Gin was taken aback.

Helicopter crash?

Beep--

A sound came from the earphones, and Gin pressed the earphone buttons.

"Wuhu! Gin, did you see that? We shot down the helicopter!"

Hearing the maniacal laughter coming from the woman on the other end of the earpiece, Gin felt that his sniper was somewhat unfamiliar.

He didn't know those two had the ability to shoot down the helicopter.

"...Don't do anything unnecessary."

"What do you mean by 'unnecessary'? There aren't police officers on the helicopter... beep beep beep."

Praise was out of the question; Gin hung up the phone before Chianti could finish speaking.

But how exactly did those two manage to do it?

Could the guns Qi Ming gave them actually be Gauss weapons?

Gin glanced at the gun in his hand. Perhaps he could make a deal with Qi Ming like that man did to upgrade his equipment?

……

"What exactly happened here?"

Amuro Tooru, who had just arrived by car, was dumbfounded as he looked out the car window at the twin towers burning in the distance.

Didn't Shuichi Akai say that organized people were going to go there?

So the current state of this building was caused by the organization?

Where did they get such audacity...?

No, they seem to have that much courage.

Amuro Tooru called Kuroda Hyoue, but he didn't get through until the dial tone ended.

Are they still dealing with matters at the shrine?

"I'm sorry, sir, you can't go any further. There's a serious fire inside. Please turn back."

A police officer saw Amuro Tooru driving up and quickly ran over to stop him.

"I'm a police officer. Could you please tell me what happened here?"

Amuro Tooru opened the car window and showed the police officer his police identification from his pocket.

The officer took the ID, glanced at it, and couldn't help but mutter sarcastically under his breath:

"So our country has a Ministry of Public Security? Only after such a serious incident did someone come to help."

"Are you saying something?"

"Ahem, no officer here!"

The officer stopped his rambling and saluted Amuro Tooru.

"What exactly happened to this building? I don't think it could be as simple as just a fire, right?"

Amuro Tooru pressed for an answer.

"Forehead."

The officer moved a few steps closer to the car and whispered:

"I heard that two groups of terrorists have infiltrated that skyscraper. They each occupy a building and are shooting at each other from a distance."

The officer glanced at Amuro Tooru and suggested:

"Sir, even though you have a 1% chance of being Superman, I still don't recommend you go. Call more people instead."

Upon hearing this news, Amuro Tooru always felt as if he were in a small, war-torn country.

Two groups of terrorists occupied the building and began exchanging fire.

Could it be that the FBI has sent more people, and Shuichi Akai is leading his team in a fight with the organization's people?

Damn FBI!

It turns out that when I called Shuichi Akai, he didn't answer for a long time because he was busy shooting at someone.

Such reckless behavior in our country is simply unforgivable!

Without saying another word to the junior officer, Amuro stepped on the gas and quickly approached the Twin Towers skyscraper.

However, the closer they got to the skyscraper, the more somber Amuro's expression became.

He had already heard the gunshots ringing out one after another!

Not only that, it seems that those so-called terrorists even had rocket launchers in their hands, and he saw an explosion suddenly occur on a certain floor!

Amuro Tooru slammed on the gas pedal; he had to get there quickly...

But what was he doing in the past? Why did he go up there bare-handed and try to outrun a bullet?

Amuro Tooru eased off the accelerator slightly.

When the car was only about 100 meters away from the skyscraper, Amuro Tooru could vaguely see dozens of figures waving at him from behind the skyscraper through the car window.

What are they doing?

Before Amuro Tooru could even ask a question, he noticed a shocking scene on the street below the skyscraper.

The bodies of police officers, and the burning, damaged police cars and fire trucks.

Amuro Tooru's grip on the steering wheel tightened involuntarily.

"Hey—not—close—"

The person hiding behind the skyscraper was still waving at Amuro Tooru.

Amuro Tooru frowned in confusion as he looked at the large number of people hiding behind the building.

Amuro Tooru can now make out the people over there.

Some were wearing police uniforms, some were wearing firefighter uniforms, and they were waving frantically as if trying to remind themselves of something.

Amuro Tooru inexplicably sensed something was wrong.

thump—

"what sound?!"

As the vehicle was moving, a sudden, unusual noise made Amuro Tooru's heart leap into his throat.

Boom boom boom!

The strange noises from before continued to ring in his ears. Amuro Tooru finally realized something was wrong when he caught a whiff of something odd and noticed that the fuel on the dashboard was rapidly decreasing.

Someone shot a hole in my car's gas tank!

Now Amuro Tooru understands exactly how those wreckages beneath the skyscraper came to be.

There are snipers!

"Damn it, how could the brakes fail at this crucial moment?!"

Amuro Tooru quickly stepped on the brakes and pulled the handbrake, but the vehicle still went out of control and rushed forward.

"Damn it!"

A ruthless glint flashed in Amuro Tooru's eyes as he turned the steering wheel and drove the car onto the sidewalk.

Since those people were hiding behind the skyscraper, it means that the area behind them is a blind spot for snipers!

Amuro Tooru pulled off his seatbelt and jumped out of the car just as it was about to crash into the wall!

boom!

The car crashed into the exterior wall of the skyscraper, and flames began to appear at the rear of the car.

Amuro Tooru rolled around on the ground several times, clutching his head, before stopping. He forced himself to stand up and face the group of people in front of him, enduring the pain.

"..."

The people around him were now looking at Amuro Tooru as if he were Superman.