The helicopter suddenly fell and swayed, and the faces of the people in the cabin changed.

"What's going on?" Vodka said in a panic.

The bridge has started to call the alarm, and the tail rotor has failed.

"It's a sniper!" Gin reacted instantly, her eyes just swept around and determined the location, "The tall buildings over there!"

"It's black, no light?" Cohen looked over and said subconsciously.

Chianti had turned her gun and looked over. In the sniper lens, the dark building was already strange in the brightly lit night scene, and at this moment she felt even more inexplicable intuition.

Until she saw the familiar white mask and dark muzzle on the rooftop over there.

"It was that guy last time!" she blurted out.

Immediately, the scope was broken by a shot, and the broken lenses passed through the corners of her eyes, and the blood dyed the phoenix-tail butterfly tattoo scarlet red.

"Ah!" She covered the wound, and warm blood slid from her fingers. The butterfly with wings that had originally flapped her phoenix tail curled up like a frightened one.

Cohen had already started to raise his gun to fight back, but at this time the helicopter was like a small boat in the waves, bullets splashing on the edge of the rooftop, and sand and dust spread.

He clenched his teeth, silent, just shot after shot.

Bang!

The moment Cohen suddenly lowered his head, the bullets swept into the wind and knocked the baseball cap on his head away.

"Enough!" Gin said coldly: "Retreat first!"

Vodka tried hard to maintain the stability of the helicopter, and he knew very well the situation at this moment. Just like Ireland just now, after they lost the first move, they were just the target of the sniper in the dark.

As if to prove his words, the helicopter's fuselage sounded again, and a burst of smoke filled the harsh alarm sound of the bridge.

"Prepare to jump off the machine." Gin said calmly.

The helicopter flew away to the distance, fell from mid-air, and exploded with a bang.

In the distance, Chen Xing took off his mask, looked at the cracks streaked by shrapnel, and closed his eyes to wipe the sand splashing on his body.

...

Conan got up from the ground, ran to the railing, adjusting the knob on his glasses, constantly enlarging the scene in the distance.

He first saw the helicopter of Gin fall, then looked around until he saw the out of place building.

But he didn't see Chen Xing, but just saw a silhouette after entering the door.

"Hmm?" Conan's eyes narrowed. He didn't know if he had any illusion. He vaguely saw that there seemed to be some reflection on the other person's wrist.

But immediately, he ran to the side of Ireland, and the other party was already sitting there.

"You hold on and didn't hit you in the vital position. I'll take you to treat now."

"So that's it." Ireland, who had lost too much blood, was very weak, with a cold sweat on his forehead, but he smiled, "No wonder Absinthe will pay attention to you."

Conan said in a deep voice: "Stop talking. When your injury heals, I will force you to tell your boss's identity. You must be mentally prepared!"

Ireland smiled faintly.

Conan supported him and returned to the observatory with difficulty, then took out his cell phone from him.

"The police should be here soon, but you can't follow them before that." He explained to Ireland, "But don't worry, I have a friend below, you can't die."

While he was speaking, he had already called up Chen Xing's number, but just as he was about to dial out, a small jar with smoke rolled over along the wall.

"Smoke screen?" Conan's face changed.

The smoke quickly spread. His first reaction was to run towards Maori Ran, but immediately thought of the seriously injured Ireland and the most likely identity of the person who threw the smoke bomb.

But just as he turned around and ran towards Ireland, the crisp footsteps of the leather shoes stopped behind him. Just as he was about to turn around, the back of his neck felt a pain and completely lost consciousness.

Perhaps the dosage of the preparation is small, and the smoke screen does not last long.

Sitting against the floor-to-ceiling window, Ireland looked at the figure walking slowly. At first he was confused, but then he smiled like enlightenment.

"I didn't expect you would come in person," he said, "so was it the last resort of Gin to solve me?"

Opposite was a plainclothes policeman wearing a gray suit. He heard this and smiled that was extremely inconsistent with his ordinary appearance.

"Don't get me wrong. Gin's action has ended and ended in failure." Belmode took out his pistol indifferently and loaded it.

Ireland stared at her face, "What's that for? There's no hatred between us."

"Yes, I shouldn't be the one who does it no matter what, but..." Belmode said calmly: "You have to investigate that matter."

"That thing?" Ireland's eyes moved and he immediately said, "It's Pisco, do you know who killed him, who?"

As he said that, he couldn't help coughing because of his excessive excitement, and his chest was bleeding from the shot.

While Ireland covered the wound with pain, Belmode shot indifferently.

...

The Tokyo Tower is surrounded by police cars, and there are many curious onlookers around.

The clouds in the night sky fade away, and the sky is full of stars.

The girl who was bored and kicking the toes on the stone was suddenly patted down on her left shoulder. She was also very smart, with a smile on her face, and immediately turned her head to look to the right.

"To your left." Chen Xing said with a smile.

"Hate." Yuanzi looked over with her lips pouting.

"You always guessed wrong when you were a child." Chen Xing said.

"Who made you always like to play such childish games?" Yuanzi snorted, and then said, "I have been waiting for you for more than ten minutes. Where have you been?"

She had no intention of blame, and looked at the person in front of her with bright eyes, thinking that there was a surprise.

And indeed, Chen Xing's hand stretched out from behind, which was a cartoon frog wallet.

"..." Yuanzi's mouth opened into an O-shaped shape, a little confused.

"Do you like it?" Chen Xing shook the rope on his wallet.

"You know that I hate frogs the most. When you were a child, you didn't tease me enough, but now you give me this." Yuanzi said sadly: "I went to queue up to buy you so many snacks. You don't know how crowded the convenience store is."

Chen Xing scratched his head awkwardly, "I think it's more memorable..."

After packing everything, he saw the garden that had obviously been waiting for a long time. He felt very sorry. Although the wallet was indeed a special choice, it was actually before tonight.

Yuanzi pursed her lips and snatched it over, "But since it was your gift, I wouldn't let your wishes be wasted, so I'll just accept it reluctantly."

"Then thank you Miss Suzuki." Chen Xing smiled and reached out to get the snacks she was carrying.

Yuanzi immediately patted his back of his hand and said angrily: "Wait until Xiaolan comes out to eat together!"

"Okay, okay." Chen Xing quickly raised his hand and said surrender.
Chapter completed!