I'm in Detective Conan, and the system has appointed Batman.

She wasn't sure if Batman's next bullet would kill her.

Batman might not kill.

But there is no doubt that bullets have the ability to take lives.

But just as Chianti stood up, another bullet was fired from Batman's Deadshot wristband, which was already engaged in combat with Gin. It veered through the air and flew back toward Chianti's position.

Chianti barely had time to get up, pick up her sniper rifle, and turn to walk towards the stairwell.

The next moment, she felt as if something had hit her back. The powerful kinetic energy carried her forward a few steps involuntarily, and then she felt a numbing sensation gradually spreading from her back.

He was shot.

Such a thought crossed Chianti's mind.

She felt her limbs gradually weaken, and she could no longer stand. The sniper rifle in her hand fell to the side, her knees slipped down, and she knelt on the ground, finally falling forward and unable to move.

Even consciousness gradually faded away at this moment.

...The thing Batman was holding, which looked like a modified gun, had a range far exceeding her expectations.

Not only did its range far exceed her expectations, but its accuracy was also as impressive.

Otherwise, how could Batman have hit her in the back with such precision using something that didn't even have a scope, when she had already changed position and was preparing to leave?

Or is it simply because Batman's shooting skills are so exceptional?

"Damn it, I want the same modified gun too..."

Before losing consciousness, this was the only thought that crossed Chianti's mind.

It looks really cool and has great performance...

The moment Chianti collapsed, Chen En's gaze also focused entirely on Gin in front of him.

He had activated the drone and mechanical bird in a temporary bat cave nearby beforehand, and they were also operated remotely by Noah's Ark, to check on Chianti's condition.

It wasn't just Chianti who thought Batman's shot was absolutely impossible to hit.

Even Noah's Ark, after calculating, felt it was impossible.

Although Chen En had previously demonstrated rather outrageous marksmanship.

For example, if you are attacked by a top sniper rifle inside the Mihana Municipal Building, you can use the modified gun on this wristband to release bullets that collide with the sniper rifle's bullets and intercept them.

This can be attributed to Chen En's incredible sixth sense and fighting skills.

However, the fact that this shot could hit a unit more than a kilometer away is purely due to the limitations of the gun's performance.

Therefore, Noah's Ark was already prepared to rush to the location based on the direction from which the sniper rifle bullets flew, establish a blockade, and then locate and capture the sniper.

However, when the drone and mechanical bird he was piloting arrived in the direction where the sniper had been, they only saw Chianti lying on the ground. Even the super artificial intelligence was shocked.

Science no longer exists.

The edifice of physics is about to collapse.

How... how did they manage to do that?

Noah's Ark was filled with shock.

If it weren't for the fact that the supercomputer he was using could provide sufficient computing power, it would probably have crashed at this moment due to excessive thinking.

However, Conan, inside the Batcave, was surprised by this, but he didn't think it was impossible.

It's not because Conan will later use a soccer ball to kick the descending satellite and cause it to deviate from its orbit, but because he's presciently paving the way for his future Conan-style activities.

It was simply because Conan felt that if it were Chen En, then he could do it.

As everyone knows, Batman is omnipotent.

Even if they asked Chen En at this moment, Chen En would probably just give a simple answer.

"Because, I'm batman!"

Inside the Bat Cave, Curaçao looked up at the screen of the supercomputer.

Looking at Chianti lying on the ground inside.

Curaçao's eyes narrowed slightly, as if she had thought of something.

……

"What are you doing?"

"You don't actually think you can hit a sniper with that modified gun you're holding, do you?"

Gin, who had been chased by Batman all the way out of the alley, spoke without any politeness. He glanced at the direction from which the gunshots came from, and saw the sniper position that Chianti had arranged in advance.

There's been no movement since then; either they're preparing for the next sniper attack, or they've retreated after a failed attempt.

He prefers the former.

Because Batman has absolutely nothing that could threaten Chianti, who is a kilometer away.

It's not that Gin looks down on Batman.

Rather, the modified wrist gun that Batman just pulled out probably has a range similar to that of an ordinary handgun, and it can't even compare to an ordinary rifle, let alone a sniper rifle.

This firearm posed no threat to Chianti.

Based on his years of experience working with Chianti and his understanding of Chianti, he knew that Chianti would most likely perceive him as not posing a threat and launch another sniping attack. Therefore, he only needed to stall for time...

Waiting for Chianti's next sniper shot will secure victory.

However, it must be said that Batman is indeed very powerful.

Even though this was his first real confrontation with Batman, he could still feel Batman's terrifying suppressive power. If he hadn't been focused on escaping, he probably would have been caught by Batman back in the alley.

Given Batman's terrifying fighting prowess, he would likely be at a disadvantage.

If things get delayed, the opportunity to assassinate Batman will be missed, and in a sense, the operation will be considered a failure... This is something he doesn't want to see.

"Don't rush, let the bullets fly for a while."

Batman's voice was deep and hoarse, with a touch of humor at this moment.

"Instead of worrying about the sniper, you should be more worried about yourself right now."

"You probably have another 5 seconds of free movement."

...Do I have about 5 more seconds of free time?

A look of surprise flashed in Gin's eyes, which then turned into annoyance.

Damn it, what do you take our codenamed members from the Black Organization for?

You're practically an urban legend in Tokyo, yet you managed to easily defeat a codenamed member of the Black Organization? That's absolutely impossible... You're already facing certain death, yet you're still so arrogant.

It looks like the next shot will take down this conceited freak in his strange clothes!

However, just as Gin seized the opportunity and lunged at Batman, intending to temporarily limit Batman for even less than a second and create an opportunity for Chianti to snipe Batman,

He saw the wrist gun-like device on Batman's wrist fire another bullet.

It's ridiculous, absolutely hilarious.

Gin didn't even need to look at which direction the modified gun on Batman's wrist was aimed at, because he could tell from the corner of his eye that Batman's wrist was pointing diagonally towards the ground.

It would be a miracle if a bullet fired from that direction didn't ricochet and injure you.

It's completely impossible to say that it could harm Chianti, who is a kilometer away.

Even if his bullet could curve, it would still need to have enough kinetic energy to reach a kilometer away.

However, just as Gin lunged at Batman...

He felt the world spinning around him. When he came to his senses, he was in excruciating pain in his abdomen. His body involuntarily rolled 270 degrees, and he lay on the ground, looking up at the night sky.

What happened?

A look of horror appeared in the eyes of this well-trained member of the Black Organization.

He instinctively tried to stand up, but the excruciating pain in his abdomen made it impossible for him to make any other resistance. He could only manage to turn his body to the side with all his might.

"How...how could you be so fast?"

"This is something no human could possibly do..."

He said in a low voice.

As a codenamed member of the Black Organization, he underwent rigorous training by the organization.

I've seen the performances of many elite fighting experts around the world, but none of them are as fast as Batman in front of me.

Even with special training, he had no chance to react to the speed Batman had just displayed, and was instantly rendered unable to fight.

The total duration is probably not even as long as the five seconds Batman mentioned.

Three seconds, no, two seconds.

It was all over in two seconds.

"But that's where it ends..."

He looked up at Batman and said loudly.

"The bullet that will pierce your destiny has arrived!"

Having worked with Chianti for so long, it's safe to say that Chianti's shot is already on its way.

Just as Batman said before.

Let the bullet fly for a while.

I'm afraid that bullet will soon appear next to Batman's suit and pierce right through his body!

However, nothing happened.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Gin could only watch helplessly as Batman took out a canister of gas—the contents of which were unknown—from a hidden compartment in the back of his cape and threw it to the ground.

Gas gradually seeped out of the tank, its color unsettling.

Is it a smoke bomb? Or something else?

"Why? Why exactly?"