Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Wanwan on the side moved.

Before the bullet hit Yun Xianhe, Wanwan grabbed it and threw it back to Gin's location, hitting it directly into the edge of the rooftop in front of him.

The robot's "Creator Guardian" program is activated.

The man who seemed dazed just now was now filled with murderous intent, and strings of codes were tumbling in his dark blue eyes.

The command "Do not kill these people" was hanging high above the head.

But this is not a limitation for a robot focused on medicine.

He has more than one kind of medicine that can make you neither live nor die.

Before Wanwan could make a move, Yun Xianhe reached out and pressed the other person's shoulder.

He never turned his head to look out the window.

He seemed to be unconcerned about the threat posed by Gin who was holding a sniper rifle.

Rum struggled to sit up on the bed and looked at Yun Xianhe with a gloomy face, and glanced at Wanwan with some fear.

The murderous intent in the other party just now was no less than that of the people in their organization.

Even worse.

As if he had guessed what the other party was thinking, Yun Xianhe comforted him:

"Don't worry, I have no interest in killing you. Besides, thanks to the ideals you pursue, I would rather see you alive."

The slightly rising tone of voice and the curve of the corners of his lips made it seem that the brave man who was speaking was in a good mood.

The prerequisite is to ignore the other person's extremely cold eyes.

Even Rum, who had been on the verge of death for many years, was shocked.

But he quickly broke free from it and looked at Yun Xianhe deeply.

"You hate people who seek immortality?"

"Not too stupid, but didn't our people discuss this issue with members of your organization before? Didn't they tell you?"

"Humph, of course I did. Stop beating around the bush. If you don't like it, just say it directly."

The first half of the sentence is telling Yun Xianhe not to try to sow discord among them, and the second half is mocking the other party for being mysterious.

Yun Xianhe shrugged his shoulders after being told off, and was not as angry as the other party imagined.

"I have already made that clear."

"But aren't you going too far? What does what we want have to do with you?"

This is also what Rum and the others can't understand.

Originally, the other party would never take the initiative to attack, and would only fight back when Gin or they took the initiative to pick a fight.

But ever since a white-haired guy with blue hair chatted with Vermouth for a while last time and learned that their organization had always been secretly pursuing immortality, the other party's attitude changed.

When the enemy's attitude changes from passive to active.

Then the illusion of advantage that was originally thought of will collapse in an instant.

Just like now, the other party swaggered into their secret base.

Ignoring all the ambushes around him, he chatted and laughed with him.

The brave man sitting on the bedside table seemed to have heard something interesting.

He couldn't help laughing and replied loudly:

"Yeah! It really has nothing to do with me, so I didn't kill you, right?"

"Then what is the meaning of your suppression of us on a daily basis? Is it too much?"

"No, no, no, let's keep things separate."

Yun Xianhe waved his hand to interrupt Rum.

He analyzed the current confrontation between the two parties with the other party:

"We attacked your people because you started the fight. If you had stopped at the beginning, instead of trying to kill them all, ambush them, bribe them... what else?"

Wan Wan, who was standing by, pretended to be thinking and said at the right time:

"Capture them alive and study them, and steal our various scientific and pharmaceutical achievements."

"Ah, yes, there are these things. If you hadn't done these things in the beginning, maybe you, the... team leader? Wouldn't be left alone."

Facing Rum's murderous gaze, Yun Xianhe continued to explain:

"Look, you want to take my people away, so I will take yours away. As for you backbones who participated in the longevity experiment, didn't I never do anything to you?"

"Then why don't you kill us?"

Since you hate immortality and those who pursue it, why don't you just kill them?

Yun Xianhe smiled:

"Because rather than letting you die directly, I want to see the distortion and madness you become after failing to get what you want. Isn't that more interesting? So... I kept you in captivity. You should realize this, right?"

That last sentence was said very lightly.

Rum looked at the other person with eyes that seemed to be looking down on an ant, and his back teeth creaked.

He clenched his hands so tightly that he didn't notice until his nails scratched his palms.

The pain only made the anger in his heart burn more vigorously.

So under the boy's gaze, he forced out a hideous smile:

"Yeah, I noticed it. How could I not notice it...you devil!"

"demon?"

Yun Xianhe, who didn't know how long it had been since he heard someone evaluate him in this way, repeated the word.

He seemed to remember something and couldn't help laughing out loud.

The long eyelashes concealed the coldness in the light red eyes, making the smiling face seem even more harmless.

Yun Xianhe covered his lower abdomen with one hand and pointed at Rum on the bed with the other, speaking incoherently because of his laughter:

"Devil? Hahahaha, hahaha! Interesting, interesting! Wanwan, did you hear that? He called me a devil. This is the first time I heard someone say that about me in this world! Hahaha!"

The boy smiled happily.

However, Rum, who had been living in darkness for many years, felt a chill down his spine.

Beneath the other person's superficial warmth, there is a deep chill.

With no one responding, Yun Xianhe gradually stopped his intermittent laughter.

He reached out to take the handkerchief Wanwan handed over, wiped the tears that wet his eyelashes from the corners of his eyes, then jumped lightly from the bedside table and walked to the bed.

Rum, who had no weapon at hand, had a stern face.

His body's instinctive sense of danger made him want to escape, but his reason held him still.

Can't retreat!

One step back, all steps back.

How could the head of the Black Organization's intelligence group be afraid of a mere kid who hasn't even grown all his hair yet!

The boy stopped beside the bed.

Seeing that Rum could still maintain his dignity, he curled the corners of his lips slightly - it was hard to tell whether it was praise or ridicule.

Just as Rum was about to speak, Yun Xianhe moved.

The white palm was like an iron clamp, clamping the opponent's jaw directly.

He forced the person who was sitting up straight back onto the bed.

boom!

Rum, who was thrown down, felt dizzy for a moment.

The desire to survive made him subconsciously reach out to break free from the hand that was stuck on his jaw.

However, Wanwan on the side moved faster than him.

He simply grabbed his hands and crossed them, pushing them down, cutting off all his thoughts of resistance.

The root of the tongue gets stuck due to squeezing, making a hoarse sound.

Rum looked at Yun Xianhe with his only remaining eye and forced out a voice:

"What do you want to do?"

"Hmm - good question, guess?"

Rum, sensing the murderous intent, laughed and said viciously:

"If you have the guts, do it! Kill me!"