Detective Conan: Beika Town's Complete Transformation into Los Santos

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She was dressed in off-road mountain gear, and even her short hair was styled with props.

The M4A1 rifle she was holding, equipped with a 4x scope, had only just entered service with the US military two years ago. Its effective range is approximately 400 meters, and it took a lot of effort to acquire it.

"I've already figured out your movement path..."

Scowbin whispered, and the muzzle of his gun began to move slightly.

She was aiming.

And the moment Lin Che appeared, they immediately opened fire.

The bullet landed at the correct point.

But the bullet missed.

"Tsk."

Scobin re-aimed and fired.

But the bullet missed again.

"What on earth is this guy up to?!"

Under the magnification, Lin Che seemed to have some serious illness, suddenly stopping and turning around every two steps.

In theory, this behavior is far less effective than simply running forward, which would greatly increase the chances of successfully dodging bullets.

The reason is simple: the bullets are too fast.

The time spent in place due to the body turning and accelerating again is much longer than the time it takes for a bullet to fly over.

Furthermore, once shot, their movement speed will be greatly reduced, instantly turning them from a moving target into a stationary one.

But why can't I hit Lin Che?

"whispering sound!"

Scobin bit his lip with his canine teeth, his whole body tense as he aimed again.

Bullets were fired one by one, but none of them hit their mark.

What the hell is going on!

This time, Scobin simply stood up.

But at this moment.

Lin Che's twisting, serpentine path suddenly straightened, and his movement speed increased several levels.

Scobin has been working very hard to lock onto and aim.

But every now and then, she would have a vision in her mind of Lin Che suddenly turning and running again.

Should we fire?

Not opening?

In his agitation, Scowbin fired two more shots based on instinct.

The bullets bounced off the sand, kicking up dust.

Still didn't win...

wrong!

Suddenly, Scobin moved the gun barrel behind Lin Che.

Under the sunlight.

There were clearly scattered bloodstains around those footprints!

I hit it myself...

But him?!

Scottie wanted to retarget Lin Che.

But the other party had already disappeared.

In her frantic search, she could only catch glimpses of Lin Che moving quickly among the market stalls.

"Who on earth is this person... to be able to evade bullet damage and continue to exert 100% of their physical abilities..."

Scobin was starting to have doubts about life.

The opponent has changed positions, so I have to readjust my shooting angle.

Transfer!

......

Let's turn our attention back to Lin Che.

The red light around his eyes was almost blinding!

"Huff... Huff..."

Lin Che sat leaning against the wall, breathing heavily.

He was right.

I realized I couldn't dodge bullets by jumping around like I do in PUBG.

Because he kept trying to change direction and position himself, he ended up taking all the bullets he shouldn't have taken!

Thankfully, he has a digitized body, so bullets won't damage his bodily functions, causing him to slow down or even become paralyzed. Otherwise, this round would probably have to be restarted.

"Empirical thinking can be deadly. I'm really stubborn; I have to try it out before I'll give up."

Lin Che's breathing quickly calmed down, and the thunderous heartbeat in his ears and the red light around his eyes gradually subsided.

Health bar is full.

On his way there, he saw another building that he had previously missed due to limited visibility—a three-story building with a balcony on the top floor.

After roughly constructing a 3D scene in his mind, he felt that this would be a good spot for a gunfight.

However, this is contingent on Scowbin remaining in place.

We now need to relocate Scowbin.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Che decided to switch to the M1935.

This gun has plenty of bullets, but the Desert Eagle only has 5 rounds left, so I need to leave myself some leeway.

He leaned over the wall and then quickly pulled back.

The other side did not fire.

Then let's continue moving to a different location.

Lin Che ran quickly, all in an effort to close the distance.

at last.

After running a few more steps, sporadic bullets finally started flying back.

On the mountain.

Scowbin used his shoulder, arm, and knee on one side to stabilize the gun, while his other hand grabbed the walkie-talkie and sneered:

"There's no point in you coming here."

"This place is like an isolated island. Are you planning to run out here and get killed by me, or wait for the police to come and arrest you?"

"Heh, if you're really that capable, why don't you just jump into the sea and escape?"

"And they said they'd be here soon... Don't make me laugh."

Normally, Scobin would never ramble on and on with her target; she's not like that at all.

But Lin Che really annoyed her this time—she saw those serpentine movements as a serious provocation.

She only spoke up to mock Lin Che in order to provoke him into fighting her to the bitter end.

If Lin Che could hear this, he would definitely retort: ​​"Your sarcasm isn't very offensive. It's obviously a clumsy attempt to provoke me."

But he had already thrown away the walkie-talkie.

Scottie is just talking to thin air right now.

"Go upstairs from here."

Lin Che estimated the height, took a running start, jumped, and used the wall for leverage, easily hanging on the third-floor windowsill like a gecko.

Through the window, two children were staring at him with wide eyes.

"Could you open the window for me?" Lin Che asked with a friendly smile.

The two kids really didn't treat him like an outsider; they tiptoed over and opened the window.

"Big brother, are you one of those legendary special police officers, the kind who can scale walls and catch bad guys?"

The boys' eyes revealed a unanimous admiration.

Lin Che entered the house nimbly, pushed the two children to the stairs, and gestured for them to be quiet:

"You two stay here and don't move around."

"Also, my brother isn't a SWAT officer, but I won't hurt you."

The little boy blinked, confused, "Then who are you, big brother?"

"...I'm a bad guy who was arrested by the SWAT team."

Chapter 34 Gunfight! (Please continue reading)

Bad guy.

But the two boys did not show any fear on their faces.

On the contrary, they were very curious!

If Lin Che hadn't raised his index finger in front of his mask again, the two of them might have even been planning to ask him more questions.

After settling the kids in, Lin Che tiptoed to the other side of the window.

Let's fire and find a position first.

But this time, Scowbin seemed to have vanished into thin air, and he didn't fire another shot in response.

"You feel it's not secure enough and don't want to easily reveal your position?"

This gets a little tricky.

After a moment's thought, Lin Che took another bold step.

He went up to the balcony, wandered around for a moment, and then ran back, using his body to deceive the gunman.

But Scobin remained unmoved.

The sun high in the sky distorted the steam rising from the sea.

The hottest period has passed, and in a little while, the sun will set.

Regardless of when the police arrive.

Once the natural light becomes dim, aiming will become very difficult, and at that point, we may really have to retreat temporarily.

Scobin thought to himself as he found a new firing position.

Through the scope, she had already seen Lin Che.

When Lin Che rushed onto the balcony just now, she did indeed almost fire her gun.

But she knew that Lin Che wouldn't die easily from being shot.

Having reached this distance, she dared not be careless and reveal her location carelessly.

So she held back.

She was waiting for Lin Che to deliberately expose an even bigger flaw.

"Finally, it feels like a hunt."

Scobin made a "shh" sound as he adjusted his breathing.