Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

People were coming and going in a hurry, and no one paid attention to the researcher who was searching everywhere.

After watching for a long time, Gin sneered, obviously his patience had reached its limit.

He pulled his Beretta out of his pocket and fired a shot.

The researcher fell down, and only a few people around him shrank their necks slightly, and no one said a word.

Gin refilled his cigarette and waved to the people beside him:

"Go find it."

The man in black came forward to search him, but did not find the missing disk. However, after confirming the number, he found that one disk was indeed missing.

Vodka frowned after searching around:

"Brother, could it be that Shirley secretly took it away when she ran away?"

Gin shook the cigarette between his fingers, picked up the box, took a look at the bottom that was said to be loose, and looked around.

"The box didn't open on its own."

"Brother, do you mean someone stole it?!"

They had already arranged for someone to check the quantity of these things when Shirley was imprisoned, and now one is missing...

"interesting."

Gin walked to the side of the car and glanced under it.

Yun Xianhe, who was in the woods in the distance, narrowed his eyes, watched the other person's footsteps walking away through the monitor, and in his mind, he raised the level of danger of Gin to a higher level.

A more intuition and thinking than he had imagined.

Suddenly, Yun Xianhe saw the pair of leather shoes in the picture coming back, and then a hand suddenly enlarged in front of the monitor.

Oops!

Gin frowned and pulled out the magnetic disk stuck on the car chassis, looking at it suspiciously for a few more times.

The weight of this thing isn't right.

Thinking of something, the top 1 of the winery smiled evilly and said in a cold voice:

"There are rats."

"Brother, are you saying that someone sneaked in?!"

"Move it and burn it as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

The moment Vodka turned around, Gin felt his fingertips go numb, and the magnetic disk in his hand fell again, bouncing directly into the green belt on the side of the road.

Gin flexed his fingertips and was now 100% sure that there was something wrong with the disk!

I pulled the grass aside suddenly, but the thing that I could see a corner of just now had disappeared without a trace.

"Vodka!"

He picked up Beretta's gin, looked at the surrounding terrain, and chased in one direction with the vodka.

At the same time, the technological ball carrying the magnetic disk was moving rapidly towards the direction where Yun Xianhe was.

"Unit Scout Tangyuan No. 6546 has returned."

Yun Xianhe on the tree calculated the time and jumped down lightly.

He grabbed the technology ball and put it into the system warehouse, then turned around and walked deep into the woods.

He couldn't stay longer.

Just now when the monitor left, he saw the two people chasing him from the opposite side.

"As expected, he is the villain's lucky son..."

Yun Xianhe sighed, and the light screen in front of him unfolded, like a pair of blue goggles on his face.

Hearing the roar of the engine behind him, Yun Xianhe sighed and quickened his pace:

"This is bullying me because I don't have a means of transportation."

The hunter with a keen sense of smell arrived at the scene and immediately discovered footprints under the tree. He immediately ordered his men to surround the entire forest.

"Interesting, I'd like to see who it is."

Gin sneered, loaded his pistol, and fired a shot deep into the woods.

This is a demonstration and a warning:

Pray that damn rat doesn't fall into his hands!

Yun Xianhe, who was deep in the woods, curled his lips after hearing the gunshots, casually took out the flight monitor from his backpack and threw it into the sky.

In night vision mode, you can see up to 30 humanoid figures surrounding and pressing towards the center of the woods.

One of them moved particularly fast.

Without even thinking about it, you know who the other person is.

"Faced with this situation..."

The young man took out a large dark blue cloak from his system backpack, shook it, and skillfully put it on. He raised his hand to wipe it across his face, and put on the hood.

"Got you."

"Good evening--Mr. Killer."

Gin raised his gun and frowned at the figure standing in the moonlight.

The tall young man wrapped in a cloak slowly turned around.

The wide brim of the hat completely covers the upper half of his face.

All that could be seen were a few strands of dark blue hair that had fallen down and a thin chin with a little stubble.

Her skin was very white, as if she hadn't seen the sun for a long time.

The voice was low and the slightly upturned tone was like that of a medieval noble.

If Xiao Tiandao was here, he would definitely ask: Who are you?! How can I be Mr. Yun when I am so old?!

The hidden Yun smiled naturally, and imitated the habit of someone in his memory, tilting his head slightly and asking curiously:

"You're still in the woods so late, could it be that Mr. Killer is lost?"

Pretending.

Gin didn't want to waste time talking to this strange-looking psychopath in front of him, so he said straight to the point:

"Boy, hand over what you stole."

"Ara, is this what you want? But you can't be so rude."

Looking at the disk in the other person's hand, Gin sneered.

"Tsk!"

This man has never been a good-tempered person. He raised his hand and fired three shots in succession.

Just then, he saw the young man opposite him move.

The other person's white-gloved hand turned, and the disk disappeared into an ivory-white symphony orchestra baton.

The young man waved it lightly, and then a miracle happened:

All three bullets stopped in mid-air.

The other men in black who had just arrived looked at the scene in disbelief.

They felt like they were dreaming, but the cold light splashed by the moonlight on the bullet casing could not be ignored.

Yun Xianhe smiled good-temperedly:

"Life is like a large art performance. When the magician appears on stage, please remember to slow down your breathing—"

"Everyone shoot!"

Under the moonlight, a young man in a cloak strolled leisurely in the woods.

As the baton fell in an arc, countless bullets fell as if they had suddenly hit a wall of air, making a crisp clanging sound.

Someone's magazine has been emptied.

They looked at the person opposite them who was only seven or eight meters away but was unharmed, and they felt a chill all over their bodies.

Damn it, could it be that I encountered something unclean?

"Don't stop!"

Seeing that the person next to him was about to retreat, Gin kicked him mercilessly, snatched the submachine gun from his hand, changed the magazine, and rushed towards Yun Xianhe.

The sound of bullets being fired was endless.

However, the expression on the young man's face never changed from beginning to end. He even raised his hand and nodded to the person who was turning off the engine nearby, as if he was conducting a large-scale symphony.

Seeing Gin approaching the other party, the men in black on the periphery stopped their attacks.

Close combat after abandoning hot weapons.

Gin swiftly pulled out the dagger and attacked Yun Xianhe.

The symphony conductor put his baton into his cloak, easily dodged the opponent's attack, and counterattacked.

Yun Xianhe grabbed the other person's wrist holding the knife with one hand, and with the other hand, he lightly pressed his waist and half-turned his body.

The killer's long silver hair drew a graceful arc in the air.

That face that had never changed showed a hint of surprise and embarrassment.

His dark green eyes were fixed on the skinny young man who was so close yet his face could not be seen, as if he wanted to bite off a piece of flesh from him!

The extremely faint smell mixed with the smell of grass and trees in the air rushed into Gin's nose, making him want to curse uncontrollably.

damn it! Fell into a trap!

"Sorry, as a magician, I'm not very good at dancing."

The ballroom dance-like posture stunned everyone present.

Vodka looked at the man who seemed to be half a head taller than his eldest brother.

Then he looked at Gin who was "cooperating well" with the lady's position,

My tongue was tied for a moment:

“Brother?!”

Gin didn't reply.

Feeling the needle piercing into your waist,

Gin, who wanted to move but couldn't, swore that this was the first time he wanted to kill someone so much!

But he was more shocked by the opponent's skills.

Although it may be due to the drug secretly placed by the other party,

But the agility with which the other party dodged just now was definitely comparable to his.

"I am very polite. Look, I didn't even touch you."

As he spoke, the young man let go of Gin's hand and silently took a few steps back.

But something magical happened.

Vodka originally thought that his elder brother would immediately raise his hand to stab the boy, but the other party still remained there in that weird posture.

The forest fell silent for a moment, and the conductor of the symphony drew out his baton again and waved it gently.

The hooded face turned towards Vodka and the others.

Even though I couldn't see his eyes, I could feel that he was looking at me.

"Anyone else want to come on stage and join in the fun?"