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

Chapter 292 is all about hard work and sweat.

"The purpose of this training was to teach you to solve a specific objective, but unfortunately, you failed."

Gin stared at Qi Ming expressionlessly and said coldly.

He still had to tell Qi Ming to change this habit and not to overdo it.

Upon hearing this, Qi Ming responded with a relaxed expression, seemingly unconcerned:

"I've already eliminated the target!"

Gin frowned slightly and glared fiercely at Qi Ming.

"But you not only killed the target, you also silenced everyone else present."

Qi Ming curled his lip indifferently.

"Since it's all about killing people anyway, taking out everyone, including the target, is the normal procedure, right?"

Gin snorted coldly.

"Crooked."

Qi Ming picked up the sniper rifle and swung the 4-kilogram iron frame around like he was spinning a pistol.

“If we only kill one person, wouldn’t that be clearly telling everyone that this person is our target? Once the police get involved in the investigation, they can quickly trace back to the people connected to the target by following the target’s network of relationships.”

“But if a group of people are killed in one go, the police will suddenly have a lot more people to investigate, and their energy will naturally be scattered.”

Qi Ming made a friendly gesture towards Gin.

"You know nothing about assassination."

"..."

Gin's previously indifferent expression froze for a moment.

I have a feeling that there's some truth to what Qi Ming said!

Although he wanted to speak out in protest, he couldn't find a reason to do so.

As expected, Madeira is even more ruthless than him!

"……continue."

No longer dwelling on the issue, Gin pressed a button on the console, and the screen flickered again.

However, this time the scene was quite ordinary.

During the day, the snow-capped mountains were shrouded in mist, and only one person could be seen standing in the mountains; there were no other unrelated people.

The target was 700 yards away from them.

Gin narrowed his eyes, made a slight adjustment, and then pulled the trigger.

boom! boom! boom!

Two virtual gunshots rang out simultaneously, followed immediately by another gunshot.

Gin's finger trembled slightly as he gripped the trigger, glancing angrily at Qi Ming beside him.

Qi Ming was also holding a gun, his finger on the trigger.

It was clear that the last two bullets were fired by Qi Ming.

"What are you doing?"

"They're stealing kills."

Seeing the look Gin gave him, Qi Ming chuckled and gestured for Gin to look at the screen.

The results of this training are now displayed on the screen.

The target was number 2, which was Qi Ming.

Gin frowned.

its not right.

Qi Ming fired two shots in total. The first shot was fired at the same time as him, and then he fired a follow-up shot.

So it was a mistake that he and Qi Ming fired their shots at the same time?

Just as Gin was puzzled, the panoramic screen changed, and then a scene that looked like a replay appeared.

Two bullets were seen being fired simultaneously from the same spot on the screen.

However, one of the bullets does not appear to be parallel to the other.

Just as one bullet was about to hit the target's head, another bullet struck it instead.

The first two bullets bounced off to the left and right, and the third bullet finally hit the target's head.

"..."

Gin was momentarily at a loss for what expression to make.

Let's set aside whether this operation is scientific or not.

How could he not know that his own virtual shooting range had such sophisticated features?

Madera not only tampered with the sniper rifles, but he also upgraded the physics engine of our virtual shooting system?

Is artificial intelligence really that useful?

"Sbarasi!"

"Cohen, did you see that? It's awesome!"

Chianti stared blankly at the screen, then slammed the binoculars hard onto the ground.

"Do you understand the value of a semi-automatic sniper rifle?"

"Get rid of that crappy firewood stick and use a sniper rifle instead!"

Chianti patted Cohen on the shoulder and laughed loudly.

"This... I'm afraid it's not a question of whether or not it's a semi-automatic sniper rifle, is it?"

Cohen reached out a slightly trembling hand and pushed up his glasses.

Let's not even talk about how they simply couldn't reach that 700-yard mark.

He had only ever seen the operation of using a bullet to deflect another bullet in theory; the probability of actually doing it was almost zero!

If the previous maneuvers were a matter of skill level, then Qi Ming's maneuvers this time were simply a matter of dimensions.

This is way beyond expectations!

Cohen glanced at Chianti, who was still laughing wildly to the side, and couldn't help but sigh.

Although it's not a good thing to talk badly about your companions behind their backs.

But Cohen still wanted to complain.

Damn it, even if I gave you a sniper rifle, you still couldn't use it. You really think it's an equipment problem?

……

On the high platform, the duel between the two continued.

However, this time Gin learned his lesson.

"Madera, your methods are certainly good, but we still need a simpler way to solve this."

"alright."

The scene changes, and the distance continues to increase.

However, this time Gin did not increase the yardage by 50 yards at a time, but instead increased it by 10 yards at a time.

710~740 yards.

Gin still had some strength left, and Qi Ming blindly sniped.

750 yards.

Gin struggled a bit, but he was still able to manage.

Qi Ming flicks the sniper rifle.

Up to 770 yards.

Gin used three bullets to hit the target.

He knew in his heart that he had already lost after his first bullet missed.

In the time it takes to pull the bolt, the target already has a chance to escape.

Unless you're using a semi-automatic sniper rifle.

Although he also knew that at this distance, moving targets were not something that firearms could compensate for in terms of skill.

boom!

The sound of a virtual bullet rang out, and Qi Ming, holding a sniper rifle in one hand and scrolling through his phone with the other, successfully hit the target.

"...That's enough for now."

Gin glanced at the stunned expressions on Cohen and Chianti's faces below the stage, then lowered his gun.

If Gin hadn't known that Qi Ming wasn't one to engage in underhanded tactics, he would have definitely suspected that Qi Ming had cheated.

It would be impolite to continue fighting.

"Madeira is awesome!"

Watching the two walk down from the platform, Chianti excitedly went up to Qi Ming and asked him a question.

"Now I'm truly impressed by you. So what's our training like? Could we possibly reach your level in just a couple of days?"

"And how exactly do you train to be so strong?"

Qi Ming put his phone back in his pocket and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

"Let's work hard and sweat it out."

"..."

Cohen's lips twitched.

Is this something that can be done with just these two things?

"Of course, besides the 99% effort and 1% technology."

Qi Ming laughed, and then, in front of everyone…

He gouged out his own eyeballs.