Ke Xue World Technology Becomes King

Chapter 219 Decision, cold

"Ayako-chan, close your eyes first, don't be afraid, you will be fine soon, everything will be over soon."

Without going to get the knife Itakura Hajime mentioned, Miyamoto Kiyoshi whispered in Suzuki Ayako's ear.

"Hurry up, pick up the knife quickly, don't wait any longer."

Seeing that Miyamoto Kiyohisa didn't do what he said, Itakura immediately raised his gun and pointed the gun at Miyamoto Kiyoshi, his tone full of ferocity.

"Oh!"

Just after Suzuki Ayako listened to Miyamoto Kiyohisa's words and closed her eyes, in the blink of an eye, a loud noise spread throughout the room.

As this voice sounded, Miyamoto Kiyohisa's figure disappeared from everyone in an instant, and came to Sakemi Yuzo's side. He grabbed the opponent's gun barrel with one hand, lifted it up, and swung it with one hand. On his right arm.

"Oh!"

Numbing the arm through blows to prevent the opponent from shooting. Such a control method takes too long, and is far inferior to the control effect brought by a bullet hitting the brain stem. During this time, Shumiyou San still subconsciously pulled the trigger.

There was another loud noise, and a big crater was made on the wooden ceiling by a lead bullet again. The old electric lamp was shaken by the shock, and the shaking light source made everyone's shadows sway.

But at this moment, everyone didn't have time to look at the shadows under their feet. Everyone's eyes were staring at Itakura Hajime, who seemed to have nothing happened.

I saw that his face had completely collapsed at this time, and his body swayed slightly, and then suddenly fell down like a sculpture, sleeping upright on the floor.

Then, a wave of screams came from behind.

"I told you, why are you asking me to do something I don't want to do?"

Miyamoto Seihisa looked at Hiro Itakura who was lying on the ground with the bullet passing through his head from the tip of his nose, but his voice rang in Yuzo Sakemi's ears.

Glancing at the barrel of the gun that the other party had grasped, Shuumi Yuzo pulled it out hard, only to find that the barrel seemed to be welded to Miyamoto Kiyoshi's hand and was not moving at all.

Then Yuzo Sakemi saw the pistol held by Miyamoto Kiyohisa in his left hand gradually moving to his face, and Yuzo Sakemi really panicked.

Not long ago, when no one was paying attention, Miyamoto Kiyohisa used this gun to hit Itakura Hiroshima in the head directly before he had time to react and shoot.

Moreover, Shuami Yuzo clearly saw an unknown object flying out from the back of Itakura Hajime's head.

But now he has probably thought that through the white mixed red liquid that is constantly flowing on the ground, the thing flying out should be the back of Itakura Hiro's head, right?

"I said I was just joking, do you believe it?"

Looking at the muzzle of the gun getting closer and closer to his face, Shuumi Yuzo seemed to have seen the scene of his brain flowing out of his head. He quickly squeezed out a smile on his face that was originally crying, and used his words as relaxed as possible. said in a tone of voice.

"I'm just kidding, what a coincidence. I believe it, but they are not very likely to believe it."

Hearing the other party's words, Miyamoto Kiyoshi couldn't help but laugh. Then, he took the other party's shotgun out of his hand and gently folded it with both hands, twisting the entire barrel into a twist.

After doing this, Miyamoto Kiyoshi walked to the door of the room and opened the door gently.

"Come in, everyone, now that they're all here."

As the words fell, a small group of people wearing neat special forces equipment filed in.

"Boss, I'm sorry, we are late because the road is unclear due to heavy wind and snow."

The leader bowed fiercely to Miyamoto Kiyoshi.

"It doesn't matter. It's quite different from the time I expected. This time I made a mistake in my judgment. I didn't expect these two guys to be so decisive."

Miyamoto Kiyoshi shook his head and did not mean to blame them.

"However, since you are all here, it makes no sense not to let you do something."

"Let's do this. Take this guy and send him to the No. 7 Hospital. He is seriously injured. Let our doctors treat him properly."

Pointing at Yuzo Sakemi, who was holding his right arm that was obviously unable to be lifted and frowning, Miyamoto Kiyoshi said with a hint.

"Yes!"

The leading team member who bowed just now bowed again. The two team members beside him quickly put their guns on their backs and stepped forward to catch Yuzo Sakemi.

"Oh, by the way, there is also this guy. Although he seems to no longer need our treatment services, we still have to follow the proper etiquette, so let's clean up for him first."

"Yes!"

In full view of everyone, one of the team members dug out a large bag from the bag behind him, and the other two team members helped him put the body on the ground into the bag.

Obviously, this bag is specially used for wrapping corpses.

After bagging the body, another team member very thoughtfully brought a large basin of water from the kitchen and started cleaning it with a mop on the floor until the filth was no longer visible on the ground.

In just a few minutes, except for some water stains on the ground, the appearance in front of the living room door was almost exactly the same as when the few people first arrived during the day.

"Okay, Ayako-chan, you can open your eyes now. It's all over."

Miyamoto Kiyoshi's gentle voice sounded in everyone's ears again.

Suzuki Ayako opened her eyes, but did not notice the two hunters just now. After looking at the frightened eyes of everyone around her, Suzuki Ayako must have realized something, and then nodded to Miyamoto Kiyoshi and left. Arriving at Miyamoto Kiyoshi.

"These two people intend to harm us. I have no choice but to do this. It is a self-defense counterattack and a legitimate defense. You can help tell the police who are coming tomorrow about the situation here. Ayako-chan was frightened and we are not here. It’s time to spend the night, by the way, Yuanzi, please take your sister’s and mine’s things back with you tomorrow.”

Miyamoto Kiyohisa nodded, then turned his gaze to Mouri Kogoro, who had woken up from the sound of gunshots, and explained.

"Okay, Mr. Miyamoto, I will explain this matter clearly to the police."

After all, he was still Mouri Kogoro. After long experience, he still understood the meaning of Miyamoto Kiyoshi's words and immediately assured him.

"But uncle!"

Looking at Miyamoto Kiyohisa who had already walked out of the door in the wind and snow, Conan was about to say something, but was glared back by Mouri Kogoro.

After arriving at the top of the mountain and sending Suzuki Ayako onto the plane, the propeller began to rotate. Miyamoto Kiyoshi knocked on his helmet and turned on the radio communication.

"How can such a good medical service only treat one person? Let their family members enjoy the treatment together."

The cold voice floated in this unfortunate valley with the wind and snow.