Conan's brows were all furrowed together, Gin had to make a choice between Gray Plains and the passengers on the train, but he didn't want to give up on either side, on one side was his most tacit companion Gray Plains, and on the other hand, the lives of dozens of passengers on the train, his brows were furrowed, and his hands naturally drooped, and the M37 revolver that had been fired once was in his hand, but he didn't know what to do at this time.

Looking at Conan in a dilemma, the expression on Gin's face became more excited, as if he was enjoying this feeling very much, and then shouted loudly to Conan and Kazama here, "You only have five seconds, and you don't have so much time to think about it, if I count to 0......" As he spoke, Gin lightly clicked on the mobile phone in his hand I don't know what the button was, the screen lit up, and Kazama and Conan, who were already more than 20 meters away from it, of course it was impossible to see the fonts on the screen, But just think about it to know what that means, "I'll press this detonating button and boom ......" followed by a barely audible laugh, only the crazy look on Gin's grim face.

After speaking, without giving Conan and Kazama any time to think, Gin had already started the countdown and shouted out the first number, "5......"

"You!" Conan didn't expect Gin to chase after him so fiercely, he didn't give him a chance to breathe, and he didn't expect Gin to put his own life into this bet, looking at the crazy expression on his face, now Gin is no longer the ruthless and bloodthirsty killer of that organization, but a completely sick madman.

Gin's countdown will not change in the slightest because of Conan's actions, and the cold numbers continue to shout out from his mouth, as if an emotionless Grim Reaper rings a death knell in his ears that cannot be stopped, "4......"

Looking at Gin's movements, the detective knew that it was completely impossible to make him give up this crazy idea, and silently bit his lip, as if he had finally made a decision, and then Gin's countdown came as scheduled, "3......"

Conan's left hand holding the gun was quickly raised, holding the M37 revolver that Kazama had given him steadily, his right hand was raised in perfect synchronization, wrapped under his left hand, and his thumb pressed the thumb of his left hand and stared at the back of the gun, with the strength of his elementary school body, one hand was completely unable to support the recoil caused by the shot, even a pistol of this caliber was not enough.

Looking at the actions of the great detective, Kazama also knew that he must have wanted to gamble this time, and sighed lightly, he really didn't expect things to develop to such a point of non-stop. At this time, Gin's countdown sounded as scheduled, "2......"

The detective gently closed his eyes and took a deep breath to stabilize his breathing and mood, shooting is such an extremely delicate thing, even his own breathing may have a great impact on the result, which is why he has to hold his breath at the moment of shooting.

“1……”

Hearing this last sound, Conan opened his left eye, stared at the front sight on the pistol with one eye, aimed finely, and held his breath deeply, but the heart that was constantly beating was completely uncontrollable and beating wildly, and the tense atmosphere seemed to freeze the air around him, and he subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of spit, and his index finger jumped to the nearest point, as long as he gently pulled it, he could fire.

“0！” Gin shouted the loudest shout, as if he really wanted to detonate the bomb and end up on the mysterious train with Ashbara.

The three people on the front side of the car couldn't hear Gin's roar at all, because he had just opened his mouth, and before he could shout the 0, the detective had already chosen to fire, and the loud sound of the pistol completely drowned out Gin's shouting from a distance. With the firing of the pistol, a ball of fire appeared on the muzzle of the gun out of thin air, and a bullet with a strong metallic luster was mixed with the dazzling fire and layers of smoke, flying in the direction of Gin, a huge force appeared on the pistol out of thin air, this is the recoil after the bullet was fired, even if he held the gun in both hands, Conan was a little unable to withstand this huge force, and his body was forced to fall backwards, and when his body was about to lose his balance, a pair of slightly cold hands against his back, Dragged his body as he was about to fall.

The bullet flew in mid-air, and this moment seemed to be condensed in mid-air, and Kazama's bullet time, which was enough to dodge sniping at close range, did not show its effect again, but this bullet was much slower than a sniper rifle bullet, and Kazama could already catch the traces of the bullet slightly, and the point of impact seemed to be ...... Kazama couldn't stand still anymore, and the chakra, which had been stored in his legs for a long time, burst out like crazy, and Kazama's feet collided with the roof of the mysterious train too violently, and after a muffled bang, only a huge round depression was left where Kazama was standing, and the others were already fired into the opposite carriage like a huge cannonball. Although Kazama has tried his best to rush in the opposite direction as quickly as possible, where can the speed of the human body be as fast as a bullet, and this has been stretched to a distance of several tens of meters, I'm afraid it is not that Kazama can jump over, in the end, the bullet will arrive at the position first.

Gin's eyes were firmly fixed on the direction of the detective, and a ball of fire came out of the muzzle, at this moment he immediately understood that Conan had finally made up his mind to shoot, although his dynamic vision was still in the category of ordinary people, and he could not capture the trajectory of the bullet's flight at all, but he could judge the direction of the bullet's flight based on his years of experience with the gun, referring to his current position, after crazy calculations in his brain, Gin's face was slightly startled, and then it showed a deep fear and helplessness. The burst of micro-expressions is not controlled by his own brain, but the subconscious mind in his mind to manipulate, and there is no need for nerves to react, it can be said that the moment Conan shoots, the expression on Gin's face has changed, for no other reason, he caught the position that the detective was aiming at was actually the place where he grabbed Sherry's joints, and he would definitely be forced to let go of Sherry when attacking here, but this is also Sherry's right rib chest, If Sherry hits here, there is also a chance that Sherry will be injured.

The speed of the bullet is very fast, so fast that Gin has no time to dodge it, but he changes his position slightly, and it is still possible to meet the bullet in other positions, and the body moves a few centimeters slightly to the left, and the bullet has penetrated his body, and a huge force carrying a huge penetration and severe pain came from Gin's right arm, and the body fell backwards unconsciously, and Gin, whose hands were already injured, was completely unable to control his body, It fell firmly onto the roof of the car. Falling to the roof of the car, Gin completely ignored the pain in his arms and back, and straightened up with the strength of his waist and abdomen, and looked down at Sherry who fell in his arms, the bullet penetrated Gin's right hand and agreed to hit Sherry, at this time her chest was already stained with a large area of blood, and Gin's face unexpectedly showed a panicked expression.