Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

The three of them surrounded them and approached step by step.

Yun Xianhe, who was hiding behind a tree, frowned slightly after hearing what Kil said.

Tranquil smoke bomb?

Thinking about the rows of anesthetic needles that had just attacked him, Yun Xianhe weighed the pros and cons.

If he sprinted at full speed, the two snipers in the distance would not be able to hit him.

But the people nearby would not give him the chance to leave directly.

Thinking of this, Yun Xianhe wanted to sigh.

Why do these people keep chasing me...

Is there anything special about him?

If you just want to find a rich person to do business with, can't you find them everywhere?

As expected, they were once enemies, right?

There was no time for Yun Xianhe to think too much.

Curacao, wearing a gas mask, had already pulled the safety ring of the anesthetic smoke bomb, and even threw three around the tree in retaliation.

Yun Xianhe behind the tree held his breath for a moment.

How to do it?

Curacao stood in front of the tree for a moment.

She had not gotten any good results from Yun Xianhe just now, so she was a little afraid and did not dare to step forward.

But it was obvious that the person who issued the order did not give her a chance to hesitate.

The person who thought the anesthetic must have taken effect gave the order in the headset:

"Press it."

The three of them looked at each other.

Kil and Bourbon simultaneously pulled out the tranquilizer pistols they had equipped before setting off from their waists.

Led by the single-minded Curacao, the three men suddenly bypassed the tree, pointing their knives and guns at the position behind the tree.

The imagined scene of someone falling to the ground did not occur.

Curacao looked behind the empty tree and subconsciously looked around.

"What about people?"

Click

The sound of branches breaking made the three of them subconsciously look up into the sky.

Before the others could evade, a huge black shadow fell directly from the tree the next second, and kicked Curacao in the chest almost in revenge.

As Kil raised his gun, Yun Xianhe picked up the unconscious Curacao and held him in front of him.

Taking advantage of the moment when the other party did not dare to attack, Yun Xianhe stepped forward and punched Kil in the lower abdomen.

He didn't want to fight anymore, so he switched Curacao to the side to avoid Bourbon's sneak attack, and then ran away quickly.

Before leaving, Yun Xianhe glanced at Amuro Toru beside him seemingly unintentionally.

He remembered this person, who had come to his house with a child before.

Why is the other party here too?

Bad guy?

No, the aura on his body is not the same.

Toru Amuro in Bourbon mode did not respond to Yun Xianhe's gaze, but just chased after him with a sullen face.

Looks more like a bad guy.

Yun Xianhe, who dodged the opponent's punch, was confused for a moment.

He could feel that just a moment ago, a very dangerous aura emanated from Toru Amuro.

It seemed as if he would break his neck if he was caught in the next second.

But, the last time the other party came to visit him at home, he also brought some delicious food...

Besides, isn't the other party a friend of Midorikawa?

The confused brave man ran while trying to figure out the relationship between them.

The atmosphere was clearly tense, but apart from Curacao who had fainted, no one took it seriously.

No matter how these people aimed, Yun Xianhe could always lift Curacao up as a shield.

In the distance, Chianti, who was occupying the high ground, looked through the scope at Curacao, who had been injected with two anesthetic needles, and let out a light sigh.

"This guy actually used Curacao as a shield!"

"can not hit."

Cohen, who had tried several times but failed to hit the target, put down his gun.

"Change positions and leave it to those two people for now."

"Yes."

·

tricky.

Yun Xianhe is very fast, and even when dragging a large living person like Curacao, he is not outdone in speed.

Kil had just been hit by a punch and fell back half a step.

Only Bourbon was still in hot pursuit.

The half-hearted undercover agents were originally thinking about whether or not to find a way to let the situation go.

It turned out that even if we didn't let them off, they seemed unlikely to be able to keep up.

Amuro Toru gritted his teeth.

If it weren't for the headset and the surveillance position whose location was unknown, he would have subdued Kil and let Yun Xianhe escape.

At this point, it is not easy to let Yun Xianhe go under the noses of those people.

If they are not careful, they might be exposed.

Life as an undercover agent isn't easy.

If we fail to inflict any substantial harm on Yun Xianhe in this deadly encirclement and suppression today... he will be put on the wanted list tomorrow.

Kil aimed his gun at Yun Xianhe's back, but the other party dodged it lightly.

The tranquilizer bullet finally hit Curacao successfully.

Bourbon, who was standing by, twitched his mouth when he saw this, but did not shoot.

If the fight continues, Curacao might die.

Noisy footsteps sounded from all around.

Yun Xianhe tilted his head and saw a black figure flash by in the woods.

boom!

Real gun.

Yun Xianhe dodged by turning his head and threw the Curacao towards the source of the sound. While their formation was in disarray, he quickly rushed into the woods and hid himself.

Bourbon and Kil, who had been chasing all the way, had their chests heaving violently.

The former looked at the people gathered around with a sullen face and scolded:

"Who fired the shot!"

A peripheral member paused and shrank his neck in fear:

"Master Bourbon... yes, that master said that if we can't catch up, we can shoot."

damn it.

Yun Xianhe, who had escaped temporarily, found a tall tree.

Taking advantage of the cover of leaves, he stood at a high place and looked down at the entire forest.

30, 40...68 people.

No, it’s still increasing.

No matter how slow he was, Yun Xianhe knew that there was a difference between him and those purely rich people.

What do they want?

Money, talent, power.

The person standing on the treetop tilted his head, trying to recall what he had, or what he could create and bring to others.

Can not remember.

Yun Xianhe's empty brain was not enough to analyze their purpose.

At least he felt the murderous intent from the other party.

Can you beat him? Yes, you can.

If he wanted to leave, these people couldn't catch him.

But, if he just left like this, these people would definitely chase him home, right?

[“We are all Brother Xianhe’s friends!”]

The faces of the people he had been with in the past few days flashed through his mind, and Yun Xianhe was silent for a moment.

“…It’s not good to hurt others.”

Let’s just solve them all.

·

"Where did he go?"

"Don't talk, and listen carefully to the sounds around you."

rustle--

The sound of leaves shaking made several people present stop in their tracks.

They looked around vigilantly, until the wind blew on their faces, the one who spoke first breathed a sigh of relief and complained:

"What the hell...it's the wind. Hey, you guys, uh!"

Before the unfortunate guy could turn around, a sharp pain came from the back of his neck.

The unlucky guy who was chosen rolled his eyes and fell down limply.

Yun Xianhe caught the other person skillfully, pulled off his coat and tied his hands behind his back.

After hiding the other person and the rest of the people in the bushes, he turned around and rushed into the woods again.

Sixteenth.