Out-of-control players in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 291: Headshots, Good Luck

"..."

Qi Ming was at a loss for words.

He stared blankly at Gin, and after a long while, he raised his fist and pounded his chest.

"Enough said, my brother is in my heart."

"Don't worry, if anyone asks about this in the future, I'll definitely say that your sniping skills are only slightly inferior to mine."

Seeing Qi Ming declare his victory, even Gin, who was used to talking to Qi Ming, couldn't help but tighten his grip on the trigger.

Taking a deep breath, Gin asked Qi Ming:

"...650 yards should be fine, right?"

"Let's make it a bit challenging, let's round it up to 1000 yards."

"..."

……

The screen went dark and then lit up again after a few seconds.

Nighttime, typhoon and heavy rain, at the port.

Chianti and Cohen looked at the data displayed on the screen.

It must be said that the organization itself has a very good level of technology; the resolution of this panoramic screen is incredibly high.

"How far is Gin's range now?"

Cohen looked at the distance displayed through the binoculars and asked, somewhat stammering.

"...I don't know, but it's guaranteed to be at least 650 yards. That's the record he left when he tested it here last time."

Chianti's lips twitched.

Although the duel between the two had nothing to do with her and Cohen.

But why do I feel like I've been hit hard?

Are their ceiling just someone else's floor?

Upon hearing this, Cohen nodded silently.

Six yards more than them? It doesn't seem so far away after all...

Wait, something's not right. He's only at 600 yards per minute, and he almost got sidetracked by Chianti.

Cohen observed the scene.

Let's ignore the 650 yards distance for now.

The scenario Gin set up is really too difficult.

Both he and Chianti had attempted to conduct rainy day sniping simulations.

However, their longest possible range is only 450 yards.

Visibility, rainfall, wind speed—there are just too many things to consider.

Although rainy days are also the best weather for long-range assassinations, the sound of sniper rifles and some traces can be masked by the rain.

But this weather is still a double-edged sword.

"..."

On the high platform, Gin tilted his head and looked at the scope.

After spending 20 seconds locating the target hidden in a corner of the port, Gin held his breath and made a slight adjustment.

After another 10 seconds of adjustment, Gin spotted the right spot and decisively pulled the trigger.

boom!

As the virtual bullet sound rang out, the target's head exploded instantly in the scope.

"...wtf?"

Chianti and Cohen, who were watching the game, were so shocked that their mouths dropped open when they saw the word "success" displayed on the screen.

They were still using binoculars to find the target when Gin just started sniping?

That's not right. In rainy weather, Gin's sniper scope will also be blurred to simulate the scene. How can he find targets faster than them?

Is it open?

Or did Gin already prepare this image beforehand?

Intelligence dog?

"call……"

Gin let out a long sigh, then turned his gaze to Qi Ming.

As the screen went dark and the image reset, Qi Ming raised his gun.

"The target has been reset, so don't even think about locking onto my original target..."

Gin reminded him, but before he could finish speaking, Qi Ming had already pulled the trigger.

boom!

"Nani?"

Gin glared at him.

You found your target so quickly?

Upon hearing the sound of bullets, Chianti and Cohen quickly grabbed their binoculars and looked at the screen.

However, only the gunshot rang out, and no success message appeared on the screen.

So you mean it missed?

Before Chianti could get ready to properly mock Qi Ming, a series of virtual gunshots rang out.

Bang bang bang!

This time, the image on the screen changed.

Unrelated individuals in the port began to fall one after another, their wildest ideas coming true.

boom!

After another shot rang out, the target was hit and fell down. A success message finally popped up on the screen, but Qi Ming still did not stop shooting.

Finally, after 10 seconds, everyone in the entire port scene was wiped out, and Qi Ming breathed a sigh of relief and put down his sniper rifle.

The whole process took 30 seconds, which is about the same speed as Gin killing someone.

"..."

After the gunshot, the entire stadium fell silent.

While the precision and timing of the kill are astonishing, there are even more important issues...

Gin snapped out of his daze and looked at Qi Ming expressionlessly, asking a question.

"...What's wrong with your gun?"

Qi Ming raised his gun.

"It's been changed to a semi-automatic sniper rifle, so what?"

"……What did you say?"

Gin's expression instantly turned gloomy.

Before Gin could even speak, Cohen, sitting in the audience, seemed to have vaguely heard what Qi Ming had said.

Cohen, usually known for his taciturn nature, suddenly became excited and shouted at the top of his lungs without hesitation:

"Madeira, what's with that gun you're holding?!"

Qi Ming was somewhat surprised by Cohen's roar, and poked his head out to respond:

"I changed it to a semi-automatic sniper rifle, why are they all here?"

"Sniper rifles!"

Upon receiving Qi Ming's answer, Cohen's face instantly turned bright red, and even his body began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

This is absolutely outrageous!

It's too much!

Keep in mind, they were snipers, and male snipers at that!

Bolted sniper rifles are the true romance of men!

Madera, you actually abandoned the AWP and used a DMR instead! You're a traitor, a traitor!

Chianti was taken aback. She looked at the screen, then at Qi Ming, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Haha, Madeira is pretty good, a semi-automatic sniper rifle is the best!"

It's worth mentioning that Cohen's preferred weapon is the M24, a single-shot sniper rifle.

Chianti's preferred weapon is the PSG-1, a semi-automatic sniper rifle.

Seeing Qi Ming's performance, Chianti suddenly felt that she could do it too.

Yes, it really was a problem with the gun!

Gin's current mood is unusually similar to Cohen's.

Traitor! This is a traitor!

However, a moment later, Gin raised his sniper rifle and glanced at the fallen people on the screen.

All of them were shot in the head.

Every shot is a headshot, good luck comes continuously.

Gin felt a pang of regret for having Qi Ming help train Chianti and Cohen.

Even he wouldn't be able to learn that.