Transmigrated into Conan, his ability is Rhodes Island

As the punch drew near, the bandit leader realized that if he were hit in the temple, he would die.

At this critical moment, images flashed before his eyes: his sick mother, his gambling father, his school-aged sister, his wife, children, and neighbor Old Wang weeping at his grave; his children struggling to survive in the slums; his own body being dug up and gnawed by wild dogs in the wilderness—no, now he's been cremated, so he doesn't have to worry about the last one…

Wait a minute! I was thinking I wasn't dead yet! How the hell did this slideshow start playing?!

At that critical moment, the mastermind, snapping out of his daze, instinctively leaned back and luckily avoided Akihara's whistling fist.

The sharp tip of the knuckle duster grazed his nose, and the mastermind felt his heart pounding in his chest, his adrenaline surging at 80 miles per hour, while his kind great-grandmother seemed to beckon him...

He cursed and grabbed the submachine gun in his hand, no longer caring whether it would injure the hostages and affect their negotiations with the police.

"go to hell!"

Da da da da da…

The submachine gun spewed fire, spent cartridges flew, and the metal bullets hurtled toward Akihara, who was closing in on him.

……

Meanwhile, after seeing that Akihara Kazumitsu had taken the initiative to attack, Akai Shuichi took advantage of the moment when the attention of the remaining three robbers was diverted and quietly and instantly approached the side of one of the robbers.

He quickly grabbed the other man's gun-wielding arm, pulled him towards himself, and in the instant the other man lost his balance, he used his waist and back to execute a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw, slamming the man heavily to the ground.

Taking advantage of the robber's brief disorientation as he was thrown to the ground, Shuichi Akai gripped the man's wrist holding the gun and used a joint lock. With a dull cracking sound from the bones and the robber's cry of pain, the gun was now in Shuichi Akai's hands.

Without a moment's hesitation, Shuichi Akai maintained the position of pressing down on the robber with one knee, and steadily pointed his gun at the robber leader by the floor-to-ceiling window.

He knew perfectly well that the most dangerous person in the whole process was undoubtedly the one responsible for restraining the leader of the robbers, so he immediately wanted to provide support to him.

However, it was too late. The mastermind who had dodged the attack reacted immediately, pulled the trigger, and bullets rained down on the man's body.

Even the NIJ Level III or III+ body armor currently used by the FBI would lose most of its effectiveness when faced with continuous close-range submachine gun fire due to overheating, penetration, blunt force trauma caused by energy transfer, and limited coverage. Not to mention that the person was wearing the equipment of this group of robbers, which certainly did not meet the required level.

But the man neither dodged nor avoided, showing no sign of trying to escape but having no time to dodge; instead, he deliberately went to meet the gun barrel.

This guy... he's clearly using his own life to buy himself time, using his mortal body to build a barrier of life in front of the hostages.

call……

He moved his gun, aimed it at another bandit who had just reacted and was about to take action, and pulled the trigger.

Blood splattered everywhere.

However, contrary to his expectations, the guy who took most of the submachine gun fire only paused slightly due to the impact of the bullets before lunging forward again and slamming his brass-knuckle fist into the bandit leader's face.

Blood splattered everywhere on the other one; his bullet, as expected, struck the gun-wielding right wrist of another robber, causing him to drop the pistol and fall to the ground with a scream.

The last guy, who reacted the slowest, became the only robber standing on the field. He looked at this one and then at that one, unsure of who to aim his gun at.

Then, a high heel spinning in mid-air hit him squarely in the face.

Akemi Miyano seemed surprised that, from such a distance, her accuracy was "on par" with Conan's world-class sharpshooter, Shuichi Akai. Under the gazes of everyone, she instinctively blushed and apologized, "What the hell..."

The last robber was knocked backward by the high heel, but the high heel obviously did not cause him any actual damage other than psychological harm. With a shoe print on his hood, he angrily raised his pistol. At this point, there was no need to worry about which side to shoot first—no matter what, he had to deal with the woman who made him look bad!

Then it was hit by bullets from Shuichi Akai's direction and by giant sea anemones from Kazuhiro Akihara's direction.

……

Just a few breaths ago.

"Aaaaaah! I told you not to play like this anymore! I want to go home!" The system cried as it desperately opened its system space at the critical moment when the submachine gun bullets were about to hit Qiu Yuan, trying to collect all the bullets into it.

Even so, some bullets still managed to slip through the net and hit Akihara Kazuhiro. However, at the very moment the bullet struck, Akihara Kazuhiro's figure became illusory for a split second; although he was hit, it seemed that he was not injured at all.

"60% evasion, kid!"

In the end, only one or two bullets might actually be deeply embedded inside the bulletproof vest. And the impact of these one or two bullets was neutralized by the strong physique of Ursus, the current user of Akihara Kazuhiro's ability, so he didn't feel anything for the time being.

Akihara's fist finally slammed into his opponent's face, denting his features and soaking his mask with blood. His eyes rolled back, and he collapsed.

Before Akihara could even catch his breath, he noticed another robber on his left, preparing to shoot at Miyano Akemi.

Akihara made a quick decision: "It's you I choose! Kaito, use the ramming attack!"

The system space opened, and Xiao Haizi drew a graceful arc in the air, landing directly on the robber's face. At the same time, the bullet fired by Shuichi Akai mercilessly pierced through his wrist.

At this point, all the robbers had been subdued.

"Wait a moment."

The robber, who was first shot in the wrist by Shuichi Akai, was still trying to reach the pistol not far away with his left hand.

Akemi Miyano stepped forward, her face still bearing the slightly apologetic smile from before. She kicked the gun away from him, and then accidentally stepped on his hand with her remaining high heel. "I'm so sorry, sir, I'm really sorry."

Finally, someone realized the importance of finishing off the enemy. If only Gin had remembered to do that when he shot Miyano Akemi... well, it seems it wouldn't have mattered, as Miyano Akemi, as an outer member of the organization, didn't reveal any valuable information to Conan, who arrived later.

When the time came, the power that had been attached to Akihara disappeared, and he belatedly felt the pain.

"Hiss, even if the ribs aren't broken, they're probably fractured..." Akihara Kazumitsu grimaced under his mask, limped forward, and yanked the little sea creature that was still wriggling on the robber's face.

At this point, the poor guy's hood, along with his hair, had been completely devoured by the little boy. If he had waited a few more minutes, he probably could have made a cameo appearance in the "Durarara!!" series.

"Are we... saved?" someone finally snapped out of their shock and murmured.

As he finished speaking, many people seemed to wake from a dream, and then cheers erupted from the crowd, with some embracing and weeping.

Akihara Kazumitsu put the little boy back in, straightened up, and looked at the crowd with a sense of satisfaction.

"boom--"

The fire door was suddenly blown open, and a team of fully armed SATs rushed in, quickly locking onto the only person dressed as a robber, with all the dark muzzles of their guns pointed at Akihara Kazuhiro.

Akihara Kazumitsu blinked and slowly raised his hands.

"Wait a minute, I can explain..."