Detectives of Detective World

Chapter 847: Undercurrent surging (four thousand)

The sharp bullet spun rapidly and cut through the air, then burrowed into the man's head in an instant.

The next moment, on the podium, the middle-aged man who was talking eloquently suddenly spat blood on his forehead, and he fell to the ground.

After a while, the bodyguard in a black suit took out his firearm, and the crowd began to scream, and the crowd began to flee frantically in all directions.

Seeing that the chaos was beginning to appear, the next moment was accompanied by a mechanical sound of "clicking", but all the pictures disappeared in an instant, revealing the surrounding icy walls.

It turned out that this vivid scene was just a false environment created by high-end technological means.

And such a place, its purpose is naturally to hone people's sniper skills.

Of course, high-tech equipment like this is not something that ordinary organizations can have.

Generally speaking, such high-tech training facilities can only be owned by state agencies.

Of course, it is not without exception.

For example, the mysterious black organization that seems to be pursuing immortality.

"Five hundred yards, pass the customs."

On the high platform, Chianti, who had a pattern of swallowtail butterflies in his left eye, raised his sniper rifle happily, then looked at the man wearing a peaked cap on the high platform and said with a smile, "It's up to you next."

Cohen did not respond, but silently raised his sniper rifle.

The next moment, the huge and light-controlled mechanical sound of the training ground sounded again, and the next moment the environment changed again.

The high platform on which Cohen stood rose, and the icy wall in front of him instantly turned into a lake full of white mist, which looked like a fairyland from a distance.

And above this beautiful lake, a boat is quietly parked in the center of the lake.

In the sight, the middle-aged man Kevin, who had died before, reappeared at this moment, sitting alone on a boat fishing.

Under the scope, the green value of "500yd", which represents the distance, is constantly flashing.

Obviously, this distance is further than the previous Chianti.

Don't look at it as a short fifty yards, but for a sniper of their level, this distance is extremely important.

It determines the level of a sniper and represents the distance between life and death.

Just imagine if two snipers were against each other, one would only be able to hit 500 yards, while the other would be able to hit a distance of 550 yards.

Excluding random marksmanship and extraordinary performance between the two, naturally the latter with a longer range has a greater chance of survival.

There was hardly much movement after the trigger was pulled, and the bullet penetrated into Kevin's head the next moment, and the remaining momentum led the body to be transferred into the lake.

The picture disappeared, Chianti put down the glasses in his hand and smiled: "It's really yours."

At this moment, the footsteps of leather shoes stepping on the icy ground gradually became clearer.

Because the upper exit was diagonally opposite the two, the two naturally saw the gin walking with vodka, and quietly looked at the two who were practicing.

But the other party didn't speak, Chianti didn't speak first, she picked up the sniper rifle on the ground and set it up.

A nearby machine picked up Chianti's posture and started working again.

The next moment, the picture once again transformed into a night scene of the city.

The breeze blowing above the high platform is the wind speed of the machine in the simulated high altitude, so as to affect the judgment of the sniper.

This time, the target is sitting on the train, looking at the scene ahead, and intending to stop at the platform ahead.

The train that was constantly passing the afterimage in the scope gradually became clearer, and finally reached the platform.

Kevin, who was sitting in his seat reading a book, reappeared above the scope, and this time the distance displayed under the scope was 600 yards.

The next moment, the car window in front of Kevin was densely web-like, and the unlucky man was killed again.

"Six hundred yards, pass." Chianti smiled proudly and looked at Cohen: "They say Kevin Brown died three times."

"Not bad." Vodka praised Chianti as he easily hit the 600-yard target.

On the other hand, Jin Jiu didn't say anything, but just looked down quietly.

"It's four times." After Chianti finished speaking, Cohen raised his sniper rifle, and the projection device below appeared again.

This time, it was the venue of the rugby match, and as for Kevin, who reappeared, it was in the VIP room of the rugby stadium.

Cohen held his breath and raised his attention to the highest level.

The next moment the trigger was pulled, the bullet pierced the air and shattered the glass of the VIP room, deflected from Kevin's head, and finally made a hole in the chair on his left.

Obviously, Cohen missed this time, and the extra fifty yards was like an invisible sky in front of his eyes, making him unable to break through this limit.

"Hahaha…"

Seeing Cohen miss, Chianti seemed very happy. She picked up the gun and said with a smile: "As long as I can hit the target, then I will win."

Kevin, who was focused on watching the game, appeared in the scope. Chianti shook the trigger with confidence, but the next moment the popcorn bucket in the opponent's hand fell directly to the ground.

Seeing this, Chianti gritted his teeth and showed unwillingness, obviously missing the target, which made her very unhappy.

"It seems that six hundred yards seems to be the limit." Vodka commented when he saw the scene in front of him.

"Let's stop here." After Gin said, he turned around and walked away.

"Gin! Wait a minute, do it again!" Chianti exclaimed somewhat unwillingly.

"It's not so necessary." Gin stopped and said calmly without looking at Chianti's ugly face: "This time the target is only two or three hundred yards away."

"Huh? So?" Chianti looked happy.

"Chianti, Cohen..." Gin turned to look at the two of them, his eyes full of sternness: "It's time to work."

…….

Because he went to bed early yesterday, Tang Ze woke up unexpectedly early.

It's just that the already cold bed beside him already shows the fact that the person beside him got up earlier than him.

Tang Ze sighed and checked that the time was only around 6:20, and Ayako would have already gone to work. Obviously, the workload has been a little heavy recently.

Naturally, there could be no breakfast waiting for him on the table.

After thinking about it, Tang Ze drove to the convenience store to buy two breads for breakfast, and then went straight to the office of "Ke Souyan".

When he came to the office of "Kesouyan", Tang Ze put the two microwave-heated breads aside and started brewing black tea.

Yes, they have microwave ovens here. After all, it is normal for them to work overtime in places like this. It is naturally better to eat something hot.

In fact, after the planning, the canteen will be built in the future, but unfortunately the current environment does not allow it, so we can only buy a few microwave ovens for everyone to use.

Because a difficult case has just been solved, today is calm.

After Tang Ze made himself a pot of black tea, he turned on the TV in the office, and watched TV to pass the time while eating breakfast.

That's right, his office will have a TV. Of course, this is not to make it easier for him to go to work, but to make it easier for him to watch all kinds of news.

After all, it is in a place like a state agency, and it is also in charge of "Science Research", maybe there will be news related to them.

And although Tang Ze doesn't watch movies and TV dramas very much, he still pays attention to the news from time to time. After all, it is the world of Ke Xue. You don't know which news around you will become important clues to the case.

Even if it is just entertainment gossip or scandal between celebrities, it may become an important key.

Therefore, Tang Ze still needs to keep abreast of current affairs and supplement and talk about such news, otherwise it is very likely that he will not be able to straighten out the case in a certain case, thus missing the opportunity to slowly discover the truth.

And this time may not be a big deal elsewhere, but it may be able to prevent a life in a case.

Even if it is said lightly, it is possible that the boy Conan will be one step ahead.

At that time, the other party will laugh at himself for not following the trend of the times.

Tang Ze didn't want to be educated by the other party, so he had to keep abreast of current affairs.

He has no doubt that once he can beat him, Conan will definitely not miss this opportunity to taunt his heart.

The TV was turned on, and the channel was quickly tuned to the morning news.

But with the voice of the female anchor, the latest news came from the TV.

The impact of the financial crisis continues, and many companies go bankrupt and layoffs make people feel a little heavy.

Tang Ze even saw a series of measures made by his company recently.

The news is to compare two pieces of news with strong contrasts. Obviously, it is also to instill confidence in the people, so that everyone can see that not only companies go bankrupt, but also companies are taking this opportunity to develop vigorously.

Although it is only a vague guidance, it has to be said that this trick is very useful. People will subconsciously feel that those who go bankrupt are unreliable, and high-quality enterprises will undertake a large number of talents, which can be regarded as a little bit for many people. Fantastic peace of mind.

Of course, Tang Ze is still happy to see this, after all, this wave is free publicity.

Unconsciously, time passed, and when the morning news came to an end, Tang Ze picked up the remote control and tuned it, wanting to see if there were any other different news on other channels.

After all, it's still early, it's just seven o'clock, and some radio stations start broadcasting news at this time.

But he didn't expect that when the channel was tuned to the daily sales radio, there were finally two familiar figures on the show, which made him unconsciously pause the movements in his hands.

On the TV, Yoko Okino in a white apron was busy in front of the stove, while the middle-aged man with two mustaches looked eagerly and eagerly.

She stared at Yoko Okino while she was cooking, and she couldn't tell whether he was cooking from the cooking industry or her own.

There is no accident, I am afraid that only Maori Kogoro is the only one who can make such a "Brother Pig" portrait on TV.

Although Tang Ze doesn't often watch entertainment variety shows, Yoko Okino is a star in the world of Ke Xue after all, and he is also an acquaintance of him. He is naturally a bit more familiar than other stars.

And he also knows that the show he is currently on is a morning show "Good Morning 7:00" built on the core of entrepreneurship.

This show is quite famous. Chiba even recorded every episode. When Tang Ze and the others arrested Chiba's friend before, Tang Ze also had an impression of this show.

In a word, it is a morning program like "Yoko Okino's Four Minute Kitchen".

However, today is more special than before, and it is broadcast in the form of live broadcast.

Although in Tang Ze's eyes, Kogoro Mori was completely coveting the other's body, but seeing the other's attitude when he devoured Yoko Okino's special flavored ramen, even anyone would think that the other was coveting this bowl of ramen.

After all, it's a ramen made by a favorite female star, and it's normal to rush.

But I have to say that Maori Kogoro's character is really suitable for TV variety shows.

In the poet's impression, when he encounters a case, he is a wise and calm "Sleeping Kogoro", but during variety shows, the other party often has no air and will "deliberately" make a little embarrassing laugh.

This sense of contrast is also one of the reasons for the popularity of Kogoro Mori.

Of course, Tang Ze knew that the other party was just "showing his true feelings".

But that's not the point. What Tang Ze cares about is that Kogoro Mauri is actually on TV again.

For Tang Ze, this is not a good thing.

Because according to the law of Ke Xue, whenever Maori Kogoro goes to the TV station ~lightnovelpub.net~, An Anshengsheng has not finished recording the show a few times.

Either the host who recorded the show was killed, or someone in the recording hall was killed, and even a celebrity friend from his youth became a murderer.

Tang Ze thought about it, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Conan, asking him what he was doing at the moment, and inquired about the other party's whereabouts.

It's not a problem if it's just Mouri Kogoro to record the show, after all, the main **** of death is Conan.

If he hadn't gone, the show should have been able to go on smoothly.

After all, if a murder really happened, without Conan present, Mouri Kogoro, who was just a tool, would be of little use.

......

At the same time, in the studio of Nikki Radio.

Ran and Conan are filming the outside view to watch Kogoro Mori eating ramen.

"I'm so lucky, this Sunday happened to meet my father who received a "good morning seven" camping invitation, so we can see the live broadcast."

Conan, who was standing next to Xiaolan, nodded when he heard the words, but just as he was about to say something, his stomach suddenly screamed, and he couldn't help showing panic.

"I forgot, we haven't had breakfast yet." Xiao Lan naturally heard the movement around her and couldn't help but smile and said, "What should I eat later?"

"If you don't mind, would you like to go to the TV station's restaurant for breakfast with me?" Yoko Okino, who had finished recording the show, walked over with a smile and sent an invitation after hearing Xiaolan's words.

"Okay, okay!" Kogoro Mori nodded in agreement after hearing this.

"Then please go over and wait for me first. I want to introduce a friend to Mr. Mouri." Seeing the three of them agree, Okino Yoko took out his mobile phone and pressed the number on the keyboard.

The next moment, when he heard the familiar melody of the keyboard, Conan was stunned on the spot.