The Unscientific Detective in Conan

Chapter 885: Are You Playing in the Wild to Get Equipment?

On the stacked container behind him, a detective in a white robe was quietly acting as a sniper, clenching his fists, the hidden blade on the side of his arm blooming a faint pink, and his eyebrows twitched fiercely as he watched the scene in the illusion before his eyes.

So is this a dog-licker?

Just being praised by the goddess, that's it?

Damn it, I can't stand it, the dog-licker must die!

I, Fujino, can't stand dog-lickers the most in my life!

Fujino cursed in his heart, turned into a white phantom and jumped directly from the container.

The white phantom seemed to fall from the pink moon to the mortal world.

The silver-white hidden blade kept flashing in the dim light of the full moon.

As the light faded, blood spread.

…………

The hidden blade pierced Calvado's back of the head directly, piercing the brain stem directly, disconnecting the brain from the body.

In an instant, before he felt any pain, Calvado completely lost control of his body, and his whole body softened in an instant.

At this time, Calvados's lifeless eyes were still staring at Vermouth in the sniper scope.

He never looked away from the beginning to the end.

In his colorless pupils, it seemed as if the last beauty of his goddess was reflected.

Fujino was not in the habit of talking to the dead.

He drew out his hidden blade, dodged the spurting blood with a sideways movement, and then gently swung it to shake off the blood stained on the hidden blade.

The silver-white hidden blade flashed a faint light again.

Fujino lowered his eyes to look at Calvado's body, and a trace of thought appeared in his eyes.

Calvado seemed to be able to be killed...

In his impression, this guy originally committed suicide, which means that relatively speaking, his weight was low, and there would be no resistance even if he was killed after losing his usefulness.

It seems that the higher the weight in this world, the harder it is to kill, while the lower the weight, there will be no resistance at all.

Fujino quickly came to a conclusion in his mind, then squatted down and searched Calvado's body for the gun trophies he had harvested this time.

After all, he was out hunting in the wild, and he had killed all the wild monsters. How could he not collect the equipment and combat items that exploded?

Soon, Fujino found four pistols on Calvado's body.

A Browning 1911A1 that was produced in an unknown place, two Remington Glock 18s, and a Remington M95 pocket pistol hidden in his crotch. The sniper rifle he was holding was Koch HK's MSG90, and the shotgun he was carrying behind him was a Remington M870.

A total of one sniper rifle, one shotgun, and four pistols.

It can only be said that the explosion rate is not ordinary.

It seems that the three secondary weapons of the pistol are used to save lives, and the pocket one should be used for suicide.

Fujino silently sorted out his trophies and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"But four pistols, a sniper rifle and a shotgun. Who would carry so many things when traveling?"

"Isn't it heavy?"

"And all these weapons can be used..."

"Isn't this guy a top weapon master?"

Fujiano complained while collecting the spoils from this wild hunting.

But just as he was collecting them, footsteps suddenly came from behind him.

Fujiano turned around and saw a man wearing a knitted hat climbed onto the container and stood behind him looking at him.

"..."

The two looked at each other in silence for a while.

Fujiano raised the sniper rifle with one hand and looked at Akai Shuichi coldly, like a panda protecting its food, and said in a deep voice: "I don't care what you want to do, you should understand me, as for these guns... they are all spoils from my hunting, understand?"

"..."

You kill people and take away their weapons, and then harvest the spoils, why are you hunting for equipment?

Akai Hide's eyes couldn't help but twitch. He complained in his heart, glanced at the shotgun in Fujino's other hand, then glanced at the sniper rifle in Fujino's hand, and then turned around and climbed down from the container silently.

It was a pity, but Calvados was killed.

Although it wasn't him who did it, it was considered to have achieved the goal.

As for snatching a gun from this man wearing a Batman mask...

With such a big 7.62×51NATO People's Name gun on display, who would dare to snatch it?

If he got angry, he believed that with the opponent's ability, plus the sniper rifle in his hand, everyone present would be killed.

…………

Thanks to Fujino's clean and neat move.

At this time, Vermouth didn't realize that Calvados had been killed. Judy lost her ability to resist because the 7.62 bullet pierced her arm and entered her body, and then penetrated again and caused over-penetration.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Vermouth took Judy's gun. Before she started, she teased with a bad taste: "The 20-year separation ends here... Come on, smile... You are going to heaven to see your father!"

But... As the saying goes, villains die because they talk too much.

Just as she was talking, the passenger window of the car behind Judy suddenly exploded.

A huge football jumped out of it, interrupting her action and knocking the pistol out of her hand.

Conan jumped out of the car and directly came up with a wave of counterattacks to tear off his disguise of Huiyuan Ai and reveal his true face, and shouted:

"My name is Edogawa Conan, and I'm a detective!"

"..."

Vermouth looked at the child in front of her with a confused face.

How did her best friend's child run here?

No, why does this method of tearing the face feel so familiar?

Vermouth, who was confused, reacted immediately and realized that she was tricked.

But just as she reacted, Conan had already opened his watch and aimed the crosshairs of the anesthetic needle at her.

Toys like anesthetic needles are ineffective for her.

She dodged the anesthetic needle directly, and then knocked Conan unconscious with a knife, and then took out a miniature pistol from the socks at the bottom of her trousers just in case.

In any case, the plan failed at this point.

Others don't care, but Judy, who escaped a disaster that year, must die.

But just when she was about to shoot, there was another burst of gunfire behind her.

Then, she felt as if her back was hit by a hammer, and her arms were stabbed.

When she turned around, she saw Shuichi Akai wearing a knitted hat, pointing a gun at her.

She quickly dodged and subconsciously hugged Conan beside her. Then she hid in the Citroen logo that Judy drove and started the engine directly. Then she fired several shots in a row, blasted the car she drove over with a "BOMM" sound and fled.

After weighing the pros and cons, Shuichi Akai gave up chasing Vermouth and turned to check on Judy's situation.

"Hey, Xiu, go chase her, don't let her escape with the hostage!"

"You should remember to take out your own car keys, right?"

"..."

Judy was silent: "We didn't get nothing, at least that Calvados..."

"Calvados was killed."

Akai Shuichi looked up: "I was going to take his weapon, but someone got there first."

Judy was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw a white figure standing on the container next to her under the pink and white moonlight, with a hidden blade in his hand flashing a strange light.

"Batman?!"

Fujino was standing on the container at this time, looking at the flames and the two people talking in the field, and was speechless.

Can the fuel tank of the car really be blown up?

Really sci-fi...

Not only the fuel tank was blown up, but the FBI was also... quite sci-fi.

They didn't take out the car keys when they got out of the car, and they just left after a casual call.

So how did the FBI survive until now?

Each of these incredible operations is a common sense mistake. If it weren't for the world line's favor, she probably would have died countless times, right?

By the way, Judy should have been hit by a 7.62×51mm NATO bullet, right?

Are you sure a normal person can withstand this?

How come she hasn't fainted yet and can still talk?

She is the FBI's best gun-resistance king.

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