Outside Tokyo Tower, a dark armed helicopter hung high in the sky.
The police and reporters below the tower raised their heads and looked at the sky, wondering what was going on.
"Who called the helicopter!"
While holding the hat on his head to prevent it from falling off if he looked up too far, Mumu asked the person next to him.
"I don't know..."
The white bird next to him shook his head in confusion.
He stared closely at the helicopter in mid-air, vaguely remembering that none of Japan was equipped with this type of armed helicopter.
"Officer Megure, it doesn't seem to be the Metropolitan Police Department's helicopter..."
As soon as Shiratori finished speaking, an armed helicopter in the sky suddenly opened fire.
Countless bullets sprayed out from the muzzle, like tongues of flames rushing toward the observation deck of Tokyo Tower.
The tempered glass of the observation deck was as brittle as paper under the bombardment of the chain gun, and a large number of broken glass fell from a high altitude, so that the police and reporters below had to immediately avoid it.
At the same time, Qin Zhibo, who was in Tokyo Tower, reacted immediately when he saw the single-barreled chain gun mounted under the armed helicopter starting to rotate.
He quickly dodged to the side.
The next second, tongues of fire poured out.
The originally quiet observation tower instantly turned into a living hell. The steel made into bullets collided with the tower itself, forming a terrifying torrent of steel.
In this torrent, the human body will be crushed to pieces with just a slight touch.
Ireland was still sitting on the ground holding his cell phone, and that cold and familiar voice completely froze his expression, and he was stunned in place.
The next moment, the bullet from the chain gun penetrated his side and abdomen, and scarlet blood bloomed on his waist.
Qin Zhibo hid on the side of the pillar and caught a glimpse of this scene with his own eyes.
hateful!
After being hit by such a shot, even if he sought medical treatment immediately, it would probably be too late.
But why was Ireland so shocked when he received the call?
Shouldn't the person on the other side of the phone be someone sent by the organization to pick him up?
At this moment, the gunship's chain gun turned around again and fired towards the pillar.
The marble surface of the pillar was instantly shattered, exposing the reinforced concrete underneath.
Even Wu Zhi's chain gun bullets could not break the pillars.
But suddenly, Qin Zhibo had a bad feeling in his heart.
He quickly took out the [Bait Doll] from the toolbar and threw it towards the side of the pillar.
Amidst the smoke and dust, a figure suddenly appeared, actively exposed to the field of vision.
The armed helicopter immediately turned its nose and fired a rocket from the hardpoints under the wings on both sides.
Whoosh——
boom!
The Hellfire missile dragged a long and narrow trajectory towards the figure, and exploded suddenly upon contact, releasing a large amount of light and heat.
Qin Zhibo, who was hiding behind a pillar, had curled up in advance, but the blast wave still knocked him to the side.
He immediately put on the [Lord of the Rings] and entered the invisible state.
In the armed helicopter, Vodka stared at the gradually quieting smoke, with a sinister smile on his lips.
"Solved..."
"No, it's not over yet."
As soon as Vodka finished speaking, a cold voice from the co-pilot suddenly spoke.
"Chianti, give me the sniper rifle."
Chianti, who was sitting in the back, looked stunned and handed over the sniper rifle in his hand.
The man took the sniper rifle, leaned half of his body out of the cabin, and observed the situation inside the observation deck with the aim of the sniper rifle.
At the same time, on the building opposite Tokyo Tower, Conan was gritting his teeth and nervously observing the situation in Tokyo Tower.
Conan never expected that the organization would shoot at Tokyo Tower in such a public place.
Missiles were even used.
Qin, it must be okay!
Suddenly, the cabin door of the armed helicopter opened in the sky, and a man stuck out.
Conan squinted his eyes slightly, quickly focused his sight there, and zoomed in as close as possible.
When the telescope's field of view came into focus and the image changed from blurry to clear, Conan's eyes widened instantly, and his dilated pupils were filled with incredible shock.
How is that possible?
It's him!
…
Chengshi Hospital, bedroom.
Hui Yuan Ai was sleeping peacefully on the warm bed, with a hint of happiness and sweetness in the corners of her slightly raised mouth.
Suddenly, the air became a little colder.
She slowly opened her sleepy eyes and vaguely saw a dark figure sitting at the head of her bed.
"elder sister?"
When his eyes gradually adapted to the darkness and his vision focused on that person's face, Haihara Ai's eyes widened in horror.
Before she could scream, a big hand grabbed her cheek.
The delicate face was pinched until the flesh was sunken, and Hui Yuan Ai could only watch the cold-blooded face slowly leaning towards her.
Those dark green pupils stared straight like snakes.
The corners of his slightly raised mouth were full of teasing.
"Ah, Shirley~"
The next second, Hui Yuan Ai suddenly woke up from the bed, breathing heavily.
"Hoo, ho, ho..."
The dim ceiling and no other people's beds made her feel more at ease.
She slowly sat up, glanced at Cheng Shi who was still sleeping peacefully on the bed next door, and a self-deprecating wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
It's been so long, why do you still dream about that man?
Hui Yuan Ai held her sweat-covered forehead and shook her head helplessly.
He has obviously made up his mind not to be bound by him anymore.
Gin…
…
On the building opposite Tokyo Tower, Conan's eyes widened in disbelief.
This person is...
Gin!
That cold and stern face like a knife has been deeply engraved in the depths of Conan's mind and will never be forgotten for the rest of his life.
Is it gin?
impossible!
I saw it with my own eyes! I saw him with my own eyes...
The thoughts in Conan's mind paused for a moment, as if time went back to that moment.
He saw with his own eyes that Gin was shot in the head just before being taken into the police car, and fell in a pool of blood in an extremely hideous posture.
He didn't want to remember that ugly picture again.
But at this moment, in order to confirm whether what happened before him was "real", he had to remember it.
Under the attack of dead memories, Conan's body couldn't help but tremble a few times.
That cold-blooded face, black trench coat, and top hat were exactly the same as the gin in the previous memory.
The only changed part is that the long golden hair was replaced by a head of serious silver hair.
…
At the same time, Qin Zhibo in Tokyo Tower was lying on the ground in an invisible state, trying to hide by pretending to be dead.
Anyway, the decoy doll has been released, and generally no one would think that the human body can survive being directly bombarded by missiles.
In fact, the decoy doll's health bar was indeed cleared in an instant.
But when the dust on the ground gradually settled, the armed helicopter still hovered in the air outside the observation deck.
When Qin Zhibo saw the man sticking out of the side door of the helicopter, he couldn't help but stare in shock.
This is……
Gin?
His hair...dyed?
The man was holding a PSG-1 sniper rifle and was using the scope on it to scan the area where the missile had just hit.
Her long silver-gray hair was flying in the air, like a flag blowing in the wind.
When the dust on the ground of the observatory was almost dispersed, only a charred hole on the ground and broken bricks around it could be seen.
"No."
"What?"
Vodka, who was sitting in the driver's seat, turned his head and asked.
"That man is not dead."
While Gin was scanning the entire floor with his sniper rifle, he said to Vodka: "Blow down the entire observation deck."
Vodka looked stunned and said doubtfully: "Brother, is this unnecessary?"
"Do as I say."
This cold tone carries unquestionable authority,
Although Vodka also worked with Gin again after a while, the superior-subordinate relationship has never changed.
Moreover, after not seeing each other for a while, Vodka always felt that besides dyeing his hair, his "eldest brother" also had an extra temperament.
He couldn't tell what this temperament was, but whenever Gin glanced at him, it was as if his throat was being clamped by cold hands, making it suffocating.
"yes."
Vodka held the control stick tightly, turned the nose of the aircraft, and aimed the mounted rocket muzzle at the bottom of the observation deck.
Chianti and Cohen sat obediently in the cabin, not daring to say a word.
Whoosh——
A missile flew out and hit the steel pillar below the observation tower.
The huge steel frame structure of Tokyo Tower makes a unique sound of metal vibration, like the cry of a steel giant before its death.
The entire observatory trembled momentarily, and then the ground began to shake slightly.
Lying on the ground, Qin Zhibo felt the shaking of the ground and the loud noise below, and his heart suddenly trembled.
Is this guy going to blow up the entire observation tower?
This is no small matter!
If it really happens, this will be world-class news!
Are you still facing that organization?
Before Qin Zhibo could stop thinking, the next missile arrived as scheduled.
Facing anti-tank missiles that could penetrate even tank armor, the observation tower trembled violently again, and the ground began to tilt.
If 4 to 5 more missiles are fired, the observation tower will probably reach its limit.
We can no longer sit still and wait for death!
Qin Zhibo quickly got up and ran towards the stairs to the observation deck.
At this time, it was too late to take the elevator downstairs. The only way was to climb up the tower. There was still hope.
Gin, who was sitting in the helicopter, frowned slightly when he saw the ground at the observation deck was suddenly "disturbed" with dust.
Qin Zhibo ran into the passage and climbed the steps to the top of the tower.
During the process, the loud noise caused by missile bombardment was heard again below.
Qin Zhibo staggered, but fortunately he held on to the railing and did not lose his pace.
When he climbed to the top of the tower and probed the edge of the fence, he immediately saw the armed helicopter diagonally below, aiming at the bottom of the observation tower, preparing to bombard the next missile.
This angle is great!
It's time to witness the power of Ke Xue!
Qin Zhibo took out the [Department Box] and took out the latest "Strength Enhancement Gloves" made by Dr. Ali.
As a prop customized by Dr. A Li entrusted by Qin Zhibo, the compatibility of this prop matches Qin Zhibo very well.
Coupled with the previous trial at Dr. Ali's house, it is already in a highly available state.
But in actual combat, this is the first time.
This is also a last resort when the ray gun is left charging at home.
Qin Zhibo put the gloves on his hands, pinched them twice with his thumb and ring finger, and first adjusted the strength to level 3.
In an instant, an electric current spread throughout the entire arm, and majestic power was ready to come out, like a "Kilin Arm" flashing with electric current.
He came to the fence, wrapped his "Qilin Arm" around the upper edge of the searchlight, and pulled hard.
Click.
The iron frame under the searchlight was bent.
Qin Zhibo twisted it twice more and broke it, thus obtaining a throwable prop.
He stood on the edge of the fence, staring at the helicopter diagonally below, and took a deep breath.
When the ring finger and thumb pinch twice, the power is adjusted to the highest gear 4.
In an instant, an even more powerful electric current swept through half of his body.
Qin Zhibo felt as if all the nerves in his body were tense, ready to exert force at any time.
He suppressed this desire, leaned his upper body out of the edge of the fence, and raised the searchlight head in his hand.
This searchlight head is almost a sphere, somewhat like a bowling ball.
But its shell is made of steel, so its strength is guaranteed.
Qin Zhibo clenched the head of the searchlight and concentrated all his strength on his right arm.
Colorful electric currents cover the gloves.
The next moment, Qin Zhibo threw the searchlight head toward the armed helicopter diagonally below.
The searchlight head gained super high acceleration the moment it was released.
Because it is a steel product, it does not have the exaggerated special effects of friction with the air and producing fire.
But it is equivalent to a simple "missile".
Qin Zhibo's target was the helicopter propeller. As long as he could hit that key part, he might even bring down the helicopter.
But while the searchlight head was still flying in the air, Gin suddenly popped out of the cabin, holding a sniper rifle in his hand.
Pia!
Pia!
When the trigger was pulled, two bullets were ejected from the muzzle and accurately hit the steel shell of the searchlight.
The two bullets changed the flight path of the searchlight head, causing it to just pass by the tail of the helicopter and fall downwards.
What!
Seeing this scene, Qin Zhibo's eyes widened instantly.
Can it still be like this?
What a terrifying dynamic vision capture capability this is!
In almost an instant, Gin completed a series of actions from leaning out to aiming.
Qin Zhibo looked down blankly, but Ginjiu had already turned his gun and aimed at the fence above.
But the next second, a ball filled with light and heat flew from the direction of the helicopter's tail and hit the tail of the helicopter.
Bang!
The helicopter made a blast, then the plane began to shake violently, and an alarm sounded in the cabin.
"No! Brother, we were hit!"
Faced with this situation, Gin remained calm.
He grabbed the handle of the cabin door with one hand, glanced at the instruments in the cabin, and then stretched out to look in the direction of the helicopter's tail.
I saw something on the rooftop of the building opposite Tokyo Tower.
Gin narrowed his eyes slightly, then immediately gave the order.
"Retreat first..."
"learn!"
Vodka held the control stick tightly and drove the trembling armed helicopter towards the distant sky.
On the rooftop opposite the Tokyo Tower, Conan looked at the flying armed helicopter, his chest still heaving.
His feet were still covered with seven-colored lightning.