What a Humanoid Gundam Extra Chapter
"What?!"
Sakami Yuzo looked at the still-steaming bullet sandwiched between two slender fingers and exclaimed in surprise.
At that moment, his brain was racing, various science fiction images flashing through his mind. He was practically burning with rage, but he still couldn't figure out how a person could catch a bullet with their bare hands...
Is it just a coincidence?
"Bang!"
Hankura Hajime, who was standing to the side, clearly didn't believe in bad luck and fired another shot in Fujino's direction.
Another crisp 'hum' sounded.
The bullet was caught again by Fujino with his other hand.
Both bullets were caught in the middle; this couldn't be a coincidence...
No, how could it be a coincidence that someone caught a bullet with their hand?
The two stared blankly at the young man before them, their bewilderment impossible to conceal.
This guy... he's not even human!
"Clatter!"
Fujino casually tossed the two warheads to the ground and looked at the two men. "Next, it's my turn, isn't it?"
"Monster!"
"This guy is a monster!"
"Damn it, it's stuck!"
After regaining their senses, the two pulled the bolt to reload, but the spent cartridges did not eject and remained stuck inside the chamber.
Just as the two were in a panic, Fujino had already taken a step and leaped from in front of the sofa to stand in front of them.
Fujino closed in, lowered his body, and threw a punch. His fist made a series of crisp sounds as it scraped through the air like a cannonball. He punched Sakami Yuzo in the stomach, sending him flying. The man crashed into the wall behind him with a loud 'bang,' and the paint on the once smooth and clean wall cracked.
"Damn it, monster!"
On the other side, Itakura recovered and gave up on ejecting the spent cartridges. Instead, he grabbed the barrel and slammed the butt of the gun hard against Fujino.
Fujino turned around, his gaze fixed on Itakura, his eyes sharp and quick to scan for any possible attacks.
He made a move, using his left forearm to block the gun butt that the opponent was throwing down, and then grabbed the gun butt with his right hand, pulling Itakura over in one swift motion. Immediately afterward, he stood on one leg and delivered a powerful knee strike to Itakura's chin. As Itakura loosened his grip on the gun barrel, he smoothly swung the shotgun and slammed the barrel into Itakura's waist.
"Ah--"
With a mournful cry of despair, Itakura staggered and fell to the side, but before he could even hit the ground, Fujino grabbed his arm and pulled him up, then kicked Itakura in the chest, sending him flying towards Sakami Yuzo.
The two bodies collided violently, emitting cries of pain, and the cracks in the wall became even more severe.
Fujino, rifle in hand, showed no sign of stopping, coldly glancing at the two figures huddled together in the corner.
He slowly walked forward, squatted down, took out a dagger from his Pocket Dimension, and threw it on the ground.
Sakami Yuzo: "??"
Bancang Chuang: "??"
"You still have knives?!"
"??!!!"
Fujino retreated in surprise, and under the astonished gazes of the other two, he switched the shotgun in his hand and slammed it down hard with the butt.
"Ah--!!!!!"
"..."
Conan paused for a moment, glanced at the bullet on the ground, and saw the thug who had been sent flying several meters away and was still being brutally beaten. He couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.
He can catch bullets with his bare hands and kick an adult weighing tens of kilograms several meters away.
Is this something a human being could do?
Although he had known all along that Fujino was no human being, seeing him today, he truly realized he wasn't...
What Humanoid Gundam!
About thirty minutes later.
"Call!"
Fujino dropped the shotgun, whose stock had been smashed and whose barrel was bent, and breathed a sigh of relief.
The two assailants, covered in blood, lay quietly in the corner of the room, completely incapable of fighting back.
Are you alright?
Fujino crouched down, took out handcuffs, and cuffed the two men's hands and feet. Then he turned around and looked at the group of people standing there dumbfounded on the sofa, smiled, and was in a particularly good mood.
"..."
Everyone stared at the smiling detective who had brutally beaten the thugs for thirty minutes, smashed the shotgun, and was covered in blood, and no one dared to utter a sound.
They're probably more concerned about whether those two thugs are still alive than whether you're alright...
A silence fell over the living room.
Ran, seeing the bloody scene before her, quickly covered Conan's eyes.
Children shouldn't watch such violent scenes.
Conan: I want to see!
"Henghengheng..."
Jiro, standing to the side, trembled with fear, whimpering and curling up in Ai Haibara's arms.
Ai Haibara was somewhat helpless and could only pat the dog's head to comfort it.
"Fujino- Senior and the other guy killed?"
Ran and Sonoko recovered from their shock and walked over slowly. Looking at the two thugs who were covered in blood, they asked Fujino with some concern.
Although they weren't heartbroken that the thugs had been beaten so badly, they were somewhat worried that Fujino might become a murderer because of it.
"No, he's still breathing."
Fujino glanced at the two men, somewhat helplessly, "After all, they have too many weapons on them. If we don't fight them hard, they might retaliate at any time."
Conan, who followed. "..."
He glanced at the pile of daggers stacked to the side.
You took these out and put them there, right?
I saw it all!
Fine, I'll just turn a blind eye.
After a moment of silence, Conan hesitated and asked Fujino, "Speaking of which, Fujino, you didn't actually Catching Bullets Barehanded just now, did you?"
"By the way, Fujino- Senior, how did you do that just now?"
When Conan brought this up, Ran, a karate girl, remembered it and asked Fujino with some confusion.
"Yes, he's so handsome."
Sonoko nodded like a chick pecking at rice. "He can even catch bullets, he's just like the protagonist in The Matrix!"
"It's actually very simple."
Fujino thought for a moment and said, "Actually, I felt something was wrong from the beginning. After confirming that the two of them were the murderers, I sneaked into their room while I was in the bathroom and secretly poured out some of the gunpowder from their bullets. As long as I slowed down the speed to the point where I could react, I could do it."
"So that's how it is..."
Upon hearing this, Conan suddenly realized and nodded, muttering, "With less propellant in the bullet, the initial velocity will naturally decrease, and the lethality will be greatly reduced. If it can be fired normally, they won't notice it."
"In addition to a decrease in initial velocity, insufficient propellant charge can also cause the firearm to jam."
At that moment, Ai Haibara walked over with Jiro, took a handkerchief out of her pocket, and looked at Fujino: "Squat down a little..."
"Um?"
"Your face is covered in blood, even your glasses are stuck to it."
Ai Haibara tiptoed, took off Fujino's glasses, and gently wiped the bloodstains with a handkerchief.