Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

The huge force caused the handlebar to slip out of his hand instantly.

The robber, who had lost control, let out a strange cry.

The motorcycle overturned and flew onto the zebra crossing, and the gangster was thrown out and crashed into the traffic light pole.

The driver in the driving seat kept turning the steering wheel, and the front of the silver-white truck directly hit the stone pier on the side of the road.

The vehicle coming from behind, which had slowed down but not completely, rammed the motorcycle head-on, and then rushed directly towards Yun Xianhe!

The brain's crisis warning allows the body to respond quickly.

Yun Xianhe protected the crying child in his arms with one hand and dodged to the side nimbly.

The car was almost scraped by the body of the car and crashed into the roadblock on the sidewalk.

Swish—bang!

The squeezed motorcycle fuel tank exploded with a deafening roar.

After a brief silence, the crowd burst into exclamations again.

"Ah!!!"

"call the ambulance!"

"Don't be dazed in front! Run!"

"Save him, is there still hope?!"

"Run! The car is going to explode!"

The countercurrent flow of people swept and jostled the brave men who stood still.

The child in his arms was still crying in his ears.

The hoarse and sharp voice, mixed with the surrounding noise, made the eardrums hurt.

Yun Xianhe glanced at the map and star chart that had been trampled beyond recognition, then looked at the motionless trucks and cars, and the robbers whose lives or deaths were unknown not far from the explosion, and frowned fiercely.

Something's wrong...

Save people first.

Handing the child in his arms to a middle-aged man who had just climbed out of the flower bed, Yun Xianhe quickly ran to the robber, picked him up and ran away.

The smell of gasoline filled the air.

After placing the robber in the flower bed, Yun Xianhe quickly turned back and dragged the car driver out of the cab.

"It hurts, it hurts! Help!"

Blood dripped from the corner of his forehead.

The driver who was pulled out frowned and screamed in pain, waving his arms around, and finally he put his arms on Yun Xianhe's.

He grabbed the other person's arm tightly as if he had grasped the last straw.

The brave man did not change his expression and directly picked the person up and ran to a safe area:

"It's okay, please let go, sir."

"It hurts so much! My leg seems to be broken! Ouch!"

A real man sheds blood, not tears.

The uncle in my arms was crying loudly, as if he would die in the next second.

Yun Xianhe judged that the other party should be suffering from functional disorder caused by concussion.

I simply followed the other person's force and took off my suit jacket.

After breaking free from the other person's hands, he wrapped his coat around the wound on his forehead to stop the bleeding:

"Don't move."

"My information is still in the car!"

"I'll get it for you later."

If the car hadn't exploded.

Having said that, without caring whether the guy would run away or not, Yun Xianhe turned around and rushed towards the truck that had been silent for a long time.

After climbing up the car window, I could clearly see the driver in the driver's seat lying on the steering wheel, motionless.

Yun Xianhe tried to wake the other person up by knocking on the window, but it was useless.

Time was running out, so the brave man chose to pry the door open with wire and then help the person out.

In the distance came the sirens of ambulances, fire trucks, and police cars.

When Yun Xianhe came back with the truck driver, he only saw the robber lying there, his life or death unknown.

The car driver just now disappeared.

Yun Xianhe thought of something and subconsciously looked in the direction of the car.

The strong-willed office worker was lying on the deformed back seat, searching for something.

The man who finally took out a bulging briefcase had an expression of joy on his face, and when he saw Yun Xianhe looking at him, he greeted him.

The smell of gasoline in the air became stronger.

Yun Xianhe pursed his lips, ran over quickly, picked up the person who was limping towards him and ran away.

The office worker holding the file bag said excitedly:

"Look, little brother, I found it!"

"Protect your head!"

boom--

There was a secondary explosion on the motorcycle.

Before the air wave came over, Yun Xianhe pressed the man under his body to protect him.

The flying parts flew past overhead, making those around them break out in cold sweats.

The uncle who was protected seemed to wake up at this moment, and blinked in confusion.

He glanced at the boy who was standing nearby and said hesitantly:

"Thank you."

Yun Xianhe, with his hands on both sides of the other person's head and his body not pressing down, glanced at him and tried to stand up with his arms exerting force.

Suddenly, the uncle moved his hand holding the file bag towards Yun Xianhe's abdomen.

Before the other party could touch him, Yun Xianhe grabbed the other party's arm.

The brave man, who was supporting himself on the ground with one hand, looked coldly at the man who was so close and full of malice in his eyes, and his tone was full of disbelief:

"Sir, what's wrong with you?! Are you okay?!"

The tip of the dagger protruded a little from the briefcase, flashing a cold light in the sunlight.

The killer was stunned when he heard what the other party said.

Although he didn't understand what the other party was saying, he knew clearly that his plan had been exposed.

Thinking of this, the expression on his face suddenly became extremely fierce.

However, before the killer could make another move, another explosion was heard from a vehicle in the distance.

At the moment when the scorching air surged over, the brave man calmly pressed the killer's hand holding the dagger to the ground.

He used his free hand to grab the other person's forehead, lifted it up suddenly, and then slammed it hard to the ground!

Then he swiped his hand downwards, muffling the other person's scream in his throat.

At the same time, the pills in his palm that could poison muteness and cause high-level paraplegia also went into the other person's mouth.

The sound of bones breaking at the back of my head was masked by the explosion.

The killer lying on the ground narrowed his eyes, and his hand, which had just been raised, wiped the boy's cheek and then fell down limply, leaving a trace of brown-red on the white dressing.

Yun Xianhe calmly looked at the person whose consciousness was beginning to blur, leaned close to his ear, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"I hope you like being a vegetable."

At this moment, the killer uncle disguised as a social animal finally understood what the other party meant.

But unfortunately, he never had the chance to say it.

The range of motion of this set of movements is very small.

With the cover of the chaotic crowd,

From the outside, it looked like the two men were planning to get up, but had to lie down again because of the sudden explosion.

The fire truck arrived and quickly put out the fire.

As the emergency personnel were carrying the stretcher over, Yun Xianhe pretended to be hit by the explosion and shook his head and straightened up.

It was not until then that he seemed to notice that the person he was protecting had fainted.

"Sir? Sir! Are you okay?!"

Yun Xianhe, in a panic, looked at the unresponsive man on the ground and staggered to his feet, crushing the bug in the pocket of the man's loose suit.

He fell to the side and pushed the other person's shoulder:

"Wake up! Someone come and save them!"

"Sir, please calm down and don't worry, we will save him!"

A nurse first helped Yun Xianhe up.

The brave man, who seemed to be severely shaken by the explosion, shook his head and successfully shook off the dust and gravel on his body.

He looked like he didn't notice what he had just done.

The doctor untied the suit that Yun Xianhe had previously wrapped around the killer's head and began a round of rescue.