Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Ireland suddenly felt a chill on his back.

This sense of crisis...naturally can only be brought to me by the person in front of me.

Thinking of this, Ireland frowned deeply.

His intuition told him that even if he could run today, it would probably not be easy.

The hero obviously had no intention of hiding anything.

In his opinion, the story should have ended here, right?

All that’s left is to knock the person out, take him back, and then wait for the reward (punishment).

Complete the game perfectly.

The two sides faced each other.

Ireland wanted to buy time, and calculated that the support would be arriving soon.

Thinking of this, he looked past Yun Xianhe and glanced at the position behind the other person.

It seemed like an unintentional glance, but also like he was planning something.

The next second, both of them moved at the same time!

Ireland didn't even look at Yun Xianhe, turned around and ran towards the stairs leading outside!

Yun Xianhe was not affected by the other party's line of sight at all and chased after him directly.

When Ireland was about to escape, Yun Xianhe grabbed his shoulder.

The bony fingers gripped Ireland's shoulders like an iron clamp and pulled him back with irresistible force.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Ireland turned around and started fighting with Yun Xianhe.

The two sides fought again.

Compared with the previous test, this moment is more like a life-and-death battle.

Every move was brutal and murderous.

After a wrestling match, both sides took two steps back and were forced to separate.

Ireland, panting, looked at the man opposite him flexing his fingers, tightened his fists in front of him, and gritted his teeth.

We need to find a way to break the deadlock.

Yun Xianhe, whose breathing was not disordered, shook his hands as if in disgust, trying hard to control his fingertips from shaking.

The more dangerous something is, the stronger the container it is contained in.

This is even more true of strength.

It is obvious that this body, whose physical fitness (strength) is limited to 2, cannot keep up with the power brought by the hero's own soul.

Once the upper threshold is exceeded, the bones will ache.

If you go a little further, it will crack.

Sometimes, in order to increase the strength he could exert, Yun Xianhe would have to use some clever strength and fully mobilize the bones and muscles of this shell...

Ah - after all, controlling a robot in a fight does have its benefits.

Although due to the unfamiliarity of neural sensors, some misjudgments may occur easily.

But at least after one punch, the mechanical body will not feel pain and will not be damaged due to the mutual force.

After silently complaining a few words in his heart, Yun Xianhe looked at the person in front of him and seemed to sigh:

"You're really good at it, though not as good as Gin."

A compliment and a comparison.

Success made the Irish Red Warm.

You can compare him to anyone, but definitely not that bastard!

The so-called enemy will make you jealous even when you hear his name.

Yun Xianhe's words are a disguised way of saying that his Irish wine is not as good as gin!

Can this be tolerated?

Can't stand it!

Ireland, who was filled with anger, sneered, crouched down, and rushed directly towards Yun Xianhe:

"I'll show you who is stronger!"

boom!

The sound of fists colliding echoed throughout the observation deck.

Feeling the pain in his finger that might have resulted in a fracture if it got any deeper, Yun Xianhe frowned slightly.

He pretended to be defeated, withdrew his arm first, and took advantage of the moment when Ireland's center of gravity was unbalanced to kick the opponent in the lower abdomen with his bent leg.

Ireland felt like he had been hit by a truck and flew backwards, crashing into a pile of tables, chairs and benches.

Yun Xianhe stopped where he was, shook his arms and legs, and sighed slightly.

This shell is suitable for quick battles and quick resolutions.

Just like before, he knocked the person down with one move.

But it is obvious that the code members of the winery are tougher and not easily knocked out.

Especially the Irish, which is so strong, can withstand much more beatings than Kiel, Chianti, Cohen and the like.

Ireland, who was on the other side, had no idea what the other side was thinking.

He struggled to sit up from the ground, covering his lower abdomen with one hand as he looked at the young man walking towards him. His original desire to catch the other person had turned into deep fear at this moment.

It clearly doesn't seem to have much fighting power, why... what kind of monster is this...

"Are you okay?"

Seeing that the other party didn't stand up for a long time, Yun Xianhe even wondered if the kick he just gave was too heavy.

Ireland staggered to his feet and pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing a slightly twisted smile:

"What do you think?"

Yun Xianhe looked the other person up and down:

"No limbs are missing, no blood is vomited, and everything looks fine."

"..."

At this point, there is a swear word that Ireland doesn't know whether or not to say.

The staircase leading down was blocked by chairs, but the door to the outer staircase leading to the upper floors was still open.

The escape route is within reach.

Zila——pop,

There was a slight sound of the current being cut off.

Yun Xianhe, who was originally planning to walk towards the other person, paused and turned his head to look out the window vigilantly.

The lights above my head went out in an instant.

The sudden darkness made the hero's heart shrink suddenly, and he almost subconsciously turned on the high-intensity flashlight in the system backpack.

Ireland, who was originally planning to escape, was at a loss as to what to do when illuminated by this beam of light.

But he didn't stop.

He picked up a chair beside him and threw it at Yun Xianhe.

While the other party was dodging, he retreated while pushing down all the tables and chairs around him, and rushed outside while dragging two chairs.

When Yun Xianhe turned around, he only heard the sound of a door slamming.

Looking at Ireland disappearing on the spot, Yun Xianhe let out a light sigh.

He walked around the pile of tables and chairs, went to the door leading to the outside and pushed it hard. As expected, there was a blockage.

...It must have been because the other party stuck it with a chair.

Yun Xianhe, who didn't expect the other party to suddenly run away, rubbed his hair on the back of his head and sighed:

"Isn't it over yet?"

That’s right, after all, there will definitely be someone to pick up the other party.

Thinking of this, Yun Xianhe looked around and took an axe from the fire extinguisher cabinet next to him.

·

"What happened?"

Xiaolan looked up and glanced around.

I don’t know what happened, but just now, the whole building lost power.

On the side, Conan, who was forced to go downstairs, always felt that something bad was going to happen.

He looked at the security guard next to him anxiously:

"Where is the control room here?"

"what?"

"Lead the way! Hurry up!"

Brother Xianhe is still upstairs!

·

Ireland, who escaped from the observation deck, took a look at the door that he had blocked with two chairs.

As if he was a little worried, he walked up two more flights of stairs and finally stopped at a platform at a corner.

He didn't want that guy to catch up and attack him from behind.

The neon tower without its lights looked somewhat eerie in the darkness.

The sound of the helicopter propellers broke up the moisture in the air brought by the continuous rain.

Ireland tried to stand up straight, looking at the plane that was approaching and shining its light towards him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"coming."

The phone in my pocket rang.

Ireland quickly took it out and answered it.

"Where's the target?"

Kiel's voice came from the other end of the line.

Ireland raised his hand to his brow and half-squinted his eyes in an attempt to see who was on the plane.

So why did Kiel come to pick him up?

Didn’t you say before that the person coming was Cohen?