Conan: What's wrong with my Yan Shuangying's painting style?

How can we defeat a guy like this?

The roar of the locomotive gradually approached.

The few remaining members of the outer group gritted their teeth, stood up from the shelters on both sides of the entrance, picked up their submachine guns and fired at the black motorcycle approaching them, trying to stop Yan Shuangying outside the abandoned magic venue.

However, to their horror, the only thing approaching at this moment was a black motorcycle.

Yan Shuangying, who was supposed to be on the black motorcycle, had disappeared without a trace at some point!

"Where's Yan Shuangying? Where did he go?"

One of the peripheral members said in horror.

However, before he could turn around, the sudden sound of submachine gun fire rang out behind him.

The bullets undoubtedly penetrated the bodies of these peripheral members and took their lives.

Click————

The empty submachine gun magazine fell to the ground, and the full submachine gun magazine was put into the submachine gun clip.

Yan Shuangying's gaze lingered for a moment on the bodies of the peripheral members lying in ambush at the entrance to the abandoned magic venue. Then, he raised his head and looked at the dark entrance passage to the abandoned magic venue in front of him.

Sizzle————

"Yan Shuangying, I'll be waiting for you in the deepest theater."

Gin's voice appeared in the communicator of the dead peripheral member.

Yan Shuangying didn't even look at the communicator that made the sound. His eyes fell on the dial of the watch on his wrist. He made a final calculation of the time for the time bomb to explode, and then came to the result——

ten minutes.

He only had ten minutes to rush from the entrance of the abandoned magic venue to the theater in the deepest part of the abandoned magic venue.

————That’s enough.

Yan Shuangying suddenly reached out and grabbed his sunglasses, pulled them off, and threw them aside casually.

Then, he took out another submachine gun from his back, quickly checked its condition and the magazine inside, then dual-wielded the submachine guns and walked into the dark entrance passage of the abandoned magic venue without looking back.

The half-human, half-ghost, and best-gunman legend is never afraid of the darkness.

In the darkness, the people to be feared are never him, but those who are his enemies!

Tick, tick, tick, tick.

The footsteps gradually disappeared into the depths of the passage at the entrance to the abandoned magic venue, as if the darkness had swallowed up the urban legend of Beika Town, or rather, the half-human, half-ghost, best gunslinger had voluntarily merged into the darkness.

drop----

In Beika Town, inside Dr. Agasa's laboratory, Haibara Ai was typing on the keyboard.

She used Dr. Agasa's Noah's Ark programming computer to contact another group, and at this time sent the location information of the last hostage base that she learned from Conan.

If she remembered correctly... the people that Nanatsuki Koshimizu told her about in the text message should be that group of people.

Chapter 189: Flying Man (1/5)

The abandoned magic venue has two corridors, each equipped with different magic props.

Because sunlight cannot reach the interior of the magic venue, many atmosphere lights are installed on the ceiling. When the magic venue was still in operation, these atmosphere lights would be turned on to leave beautiful memories for the children.

But now, in the deepest part of the abandoned magic venue, there is the glow of the atmosphere lights.

But it only made the little girl feel a little fear and gloomy.

She looked up in confusion at the platform which was almost pitch black and had only one or two ambient lights as the light source, then looked down at the audience seats below. She felt that she might fall from here at any time and be smashed to pieces.

In fact, that's exactly what Gin does.

At this moment, the ace of the Black Organization's action team was standing alone in the darkness of the theater's podium, waiting for the gunshot.

This high platform used to be a specially prepared stage for performing magic escapes or aerial acrobatics. In order to prevent accidents, magicians at magic venues would install a nearly transparent protective net underneath to ensure safety.

But after Gin made this place his base, he removed the damaged protective net to ensure that the trapeze artist's magic show would be presented in the most perfect form.

In his opinion, this was a necessary step in killing Yan Shuangying.

"Your rescuer is here."

Gin said indifferently as he listened to the gunshots coming from the entrance to the abandoned magic venue.

These words also gave Mayuna a glimmer of hope.

She didn't know who would come to save her—perhaps the police? Or that lawyer? Or a superhero from a comic or a special effects drama? Or someone else?

But Gin's next words immediately chilled her heart.

"Soon, you'll die in the same place as him."

The executioner sneered and said without mercy.

At the same time, gunshots were heard again from the communicator.

This time, the channel connected by the communicator was no longer the entrance to the abandoned magic venue, but a peripheral member firepower base in the left corridor bridge. It was obvious that Yan Shuangying chose to break out from the left.

Gin picked up the communicator, adjusted it to the channels of the various bases of the outer members on the right side of the corridor, and issued instructions.

"Attack from both sides and kill Yan Shuangying!"

————Yan Shuangying.

This was the first time Mayuna heard this name, and she finally knew who the person Gin was talking about who would come to save her was.

But can the man named Yan Shuangying really break through the double-sided attack of those black-clad gunmen, kill all the way here, and rescue her?

She didn't know, but it felt a little unreal.

Ta-ta-ta-ta!

Intensive gunfire came from the communicator placed next to Gin.

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"Do you think Yan Shuangying will go from the left or the right?"

A peripheral member in the peripheral member's firing point asked his colleague next to him.

His colleagues sneered and just said.

"It doesn't matter which way we go. All the peripheral members in Tokyo have been dispatched."

"As long as Yan Shuangying dares to enter this abandoned magic venue, he will definitely die without a burial place! The only difference is whether he dies on the left or the right!"

————These peripheral members all wear night vision goggles on their heads.

They will not lose their shooting ability due to the dark environment. Moreover, the firepower points are intertwined and covered on both sides. No matter where Yan Shuangying appears from, as long as he is scanned by the night vision goggles or makes a little sound.

All the firing points in this area will open fire at the same time and shoot Yan Shuangying into a sieve!

This peripheral member was convinced that if Yan Shuangying really came to the left corridor bridge, he would have nowhere to hide. After all, this night vision device was not a vegetarian, and that half-human, half-ghost guy was still a human, not a ghost.

As long as it is a human, the whereabouts will be revealed when scanned by the night vision goggles!

However, just when he confidently said that Yan Shuangying would die without a burial place, he heard a voice next to him.

"Really? I'd really like to see how you're going to make me die without a burial place!"

When the two peripheral members heard this cold and unfamiliar voice, they felt a little surprised and unbelievable.

Could it be that Yan Shuangying had actually approached this place silently? But how was that possible? With the intertwined firepower points, the chaotic magic field, and the night vision goggles scanning the entire area, how could Yan Shuangying have gotten here so quietly?

Are all the others blind and unable to see such a huge red figure?!

The outer members were about to shoot at the source of the sound, while his colleagues immediately picked up the communicator to explain the situation to Gin and call for support, but the next moment, their bodies stood there motionless.

The communicator fell directly to the ground and no one paid attention to it.

If the lights inside the abandoned magic venue were turned on at this moment, one would be able to clearly see that a flying knife had penetrated the throats of the two peripheral members.

These two flying knives took their lives, leaving them unable to even warn others or inform Yan Shuangying of his arrival!

"It seems that what you said is just empty words and cannot be truly realized."

Yan Shuangying's voice seemed a little regretful.

After quietly eliminating this firepower point, he understood why the Black Organization dared to ambush in the dark environment - these peripheral members were all wearing night vision goggles, so there was no situation where they could not aim.

Ta-ta-ta-ta!

At this moment, dense submachine gun fire rang out.

The members outside the firepower point that formed an interwoven firepower network with this firepower point had already noticed the changes in the portrait that appeared in the night vision goggles, and they used submachine guns to fire at this side without hesitation!

Moreover, the outer members of that firing point opened fire.

All the firepower points arranged in this area, which formed an interlaced firepower network and completely covered every corner here, opened fire one after another, obviously intending to shoot Yan Shuangying who was exposed to the night vision scan!

At the same time, amid the dense sound of submachine gun fire, Yan Shuangying could still hear some footsteps.

These footsteps did not come from the firing point of the peripheral members on the left side of the bridge, but from the right side of the bridge. There was no doubt that the peripheral members on the right side of the bridge came to support after hearing the gunshots!

Yan Shuangying lowered his body and used the cover of the firing point to avoid the bullets.

He took the other submachine gun that he had temporarily put away from his back, and then he closed his eyes.

The locations of all the firing points on the left side of the covered bridge were exposed by the corresponding gunshots.

————It’s time to take action.

Yan Shuangying suddenly opened his eyes.

Chapter 190 The Corpse is Shooting (2/5)

Da da da da————

Intensive submachine gun fire rang out from inside the front area of ​​the left corridor.

Those magic stages that were originally used to perform magic and entertain the soul have now become shelters and firing bases for a group of executioners, becoming accomplices in the attack on Yan Shuangying——

Many peripheral members have used the scanning function of night vision goggles to lock onto the reaction of that individual portrait.

The submachine guns in their hands fired non-stop. When the bullets were exhausted, the peripheral members nearby immediately took over the free time to reload, ensuring that the firepower network was not interrupted and leaving Yan Shuangying no chance to move forward!