The shot aimed at Yu Shirakawa's palm holding the bomb detonator.

But the moment the bullet penetrated the window, Yu Shirakawa had already noticed it and took his hand back.

With a whoosh.

The bullets shot out of the air burst out sparks, which scared everyone.

“…”

At the door of the warehouse, Bourbon had the urge to swear.

This is fucking...

What exactly is Hideichi Akai doing?

Before he issued a shooting code, why did he act privately?

Didn’t Keshwasher know the position of the trump card sniper after he did this?

He scolded Akai Hideichi's eight generations of ancestors in his heart. Bombo was not distracted and quickly locked his eyes on Yu Shirakawa.

In his gaze, it was true.

Gunshots became the horn for the beginning of chaos.

After Yu Shirakawa dodged the bullet, he pressed the bomb detonation button without hesitation.

"Let's go down!!"

Conan reacted very quickly. He flashed his body and pressed Ai Haibara to the ground. He also activated his belt and released a huge football next to Akimi Miyano as a rescue cushion.

While he made the move, the plastic bomb on the ceiling exploded.

There was a loud bang.

The fragile ceiling was thrust into the sound, and a lot of rubble fell down.

Yu Shirakawa was prepared to lower his body, and took advantage of the aftermath of the explosion to roll out several meters and fled outside the warehouse.

But before he could run far, a leg stretched out from the smoke and swept towards his lower plate.

When he noticed this attack, Yu Shirakawa was a little confused, but he was not actually panicked.

He used his leg muscles to exert force, jumped away, silently pulled a distance, and at the same time he could dodge the rubble with ease and rolled out far away again on the spot.

The moment he finished his movements, a series of sparks burst out from where he was.

Bourbon fired several shots in a row, showing his presence.

Yu Shirakawa looked in the direction of the gunfire.

Bourbon retracted his legs, spat out a mouthful of saliva mixed with dust and black smoke, and rushed over from the smoke with a pistol.

Seeing this, Yu Shirakawa raised his hand to return a flying knife, flying through the air towards Boben's neck without showing any mercy.

Bourbon had no idea and raised his gun and shot it.

The bullet accurately shot the flying knife in the air, and bounced it away with a tingling sound.

But the next moment, he saw Yu Shirakawa smile at him and gently retract his wrist.

Immediately afterwards, the flying knife that was bounced in the air suddenly rose up, and quickly rushed towards Bourbon's throat in a flight method that did not conform to physical rules.

Bourbon's eyes widened.

He noticed that at the tail of the flying knife, there was a thin line that was almost invisible.

On Yu Shirakawa's wrist, there is a small winch device that pulls the wire and controls the flying knife to return to his hand.

Realizing this, Bourbon was about to shoot backwards, but his body suddenly shook.

——Shirakawa's leisurely other hand was placed on his waist, and fired with an almost noticeable pocket pistol, hitting him.

The bullet was like a bloodthirsty bug, instantly sank into Bourbon's thigh.

Bourbon was shot and his expression was ugly, and his body staggered.

He alone is not the opponent of Keshwasser in seriousness.

The other party was like a fox, very energetic and poisonous.

It seemed that he had long been seen wearing a bulletproof vest, and this guy went to shoot his legs.

Otherwise, the power of the pocket pistol hits the vest, it will be like tickling.

Thinking about these things in my mind, Bourbon knew that it was not over yet.

When he was shot in the thigh, he did not fall down according to the pain, but gritted his teeth and turned his head, and subconsciously blocked his arm in front of him.

As soon as I finished these movements, a white light flashed through my face.

The flying knife connected with the silk thread raised a stunning scarlet red to the sky, and then slowly lost its strength and followed the pull and retracted it into Yu Shirakawa's hand.

It's like a wonderful magic show.

But Bourbon had no time to appreciate this scene.

While Shirakawa Yukawa was putting his knife, a sharp pain slashed from his arm upwards, crossing his wrists, and finally lifted to his ears, cutting a terrifying gap.

He couldn't help but breathe in pain.

The arms, wrists, and ears were all blooming and blood began to bleed.

And with bleeding, there is an unbearable burning and whip sensation.

I'm afraid there is poison on the blade!

Realizing this, Boben's face looked even more ugly.

Taking advantage of the brief attack interval between Shirakawa Yu, he quickly rolled behind a large tube and leaned against the iron sheet to fight back.

But the gun suddenly stopped and the hole became empty.

“…”

Bourbon felt that he had never been so depressed in his life.

He retracted his head and cursed angrily, how could he repair it? He removed the magazine and slapped a new round of orange-yellow bullets.

But because his new position had been exposed, Yu Shirakawa ran to him in a few seconds and began to play with the knife.

Bourbon breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly picked up his gun and aimed at it.

But when the trigger was about to be pulled, his gun was kicked out by Yu Shirakawa.

The dark automatic pistol turned in the air and flew straight into the thick smoke that had not yet dissipated a few meters away.

At the same time, Boben's lower abdomen was swept and fell down.

Seeing this, Yu Shirakawa raised his eyebrows and smiled, then shot the knife without hesitation, trying to give Bourbon a final blow.

The blade aimed at his throat and stabbed hard, as if it was the tail needle of the poisonous bee.

No matter how Bourbon operates, it is impossible for him to avoid this knife.

At this point, the winner is almost decided.

However, at the last moment of success.

Yu Shirakawa was surprised to find that Bourbon actually stretched out his glove-wearing right hand and grabbed his blade tightly!

That's right, it's just grabbing with bare hands.

Use unprotected knuckles and palms to hold the silver blade tightly.

Blood soon oozed out of the palm of his hand, dyed his gloves red, and a burning sensation of hot toxins followed one after another, but Bourbon was unmoved.

The blade stays a few centimeters away from the tip of the throat and cannot move forward in a slight way.

Bourbon gritted his teeth and fought against Yu Shirakawa for his life, without any intention of letting go.

——As long as his strength is a little relaxed, the tip of the poisonous knife will immediately penetrate his throat.

Looking at Boburn's distorted expression in pain, Yu Shirakawa couldn't help but feel happy.

This kid is also cruel enough.

Knowing that he couldn't escape, he just grabbed the blade with empty hands, which really made him unexpected.

But he was not in a hurry.

Because if this continues, the other party's entire palm will be cut by a knife and eroded by poison. Sooner or later, it will not be able to withstand the pain.

"Let me see how long you can last in this case."

Thinking of this, Shirakawa Yu smiled jokingly at Boburn, who was struggling with death, and continued to hold the knife and exert force.

And at this critical moment.

Conan and Ai Haibara worked together to support Akimi Miyano and escaped from the warehouse.

Seeing the two people who were stalemate together, they were stunned.

"Mr. Shirakawa!"

Conan yelled anxiously.

"?"

Yu Shirakawa was slightly distracted, his attention was pulled away for a moment, and he looked in Conan's direction.

Although the entire reaction time is less than half a second.

However, in Bourbon's view, this became the best flaw.
Chapter completed!