Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

The thunder and rain intertwined, concealing the undercurrent in the darkness.

In the dark woods, a figure in a raincoat flashed by quickly.

Yun Xianhe, who was riding on a hovercraft and wearing goggles, occasionally glanced at the transparent light screen floating beside him.

[Host, if we follow this route, we will be there in two hours. ]

113 in the system space escorts its host throughout the entire process.

[The body temperature is slightly low, and limb stiffness is likely to occur after half an hour. 】

[In order not to affect the activity, you can use "X Compound 8" in advance. 】

Hearing this, Yun Xianhe took out a potion from the system space.

He pulled up the clothes on his arm and inserted the medicine without blinking.

Yun Xianhe packed up the syringes and walked around a tree while tidying up his three layers of clothes, and complained:

"This broken body really can't stand the slightest bit of wind."

A layer of warm clothing next to the skin, a doomsday jacket, and a transparent raincoat.

He even had goggles on his face and his chin was buried in his collar.

Even on his hands, he was wearing a pair of combat gloves.

For summer, this outfit is thick even on rainy days.

Where is the leak?

Yun Xianhe gave a negative review of this shell.

I scanned 113 in the space and determined that:

[Master, a large amount of heat loss has been detected, coming from your forehead. ]

Case solved.

Even though Yun Xianhe was wearing a raincoat hood, the raindrops still inevitably hit his forehead as the hovercraft was traveling at high speed.

"Tsk, how about I wear a gangster mask?"

Someone suddenly remembered a strange item that he had bought but never used.

113 imagined the scene and complained:

[It's not cool to drive a hovercraft like that! 】

The purpose of driving something like this at high speed is to feel the slight pain of the wind blowing on your face.

Of course, 113 only helped Yun Xianhe block the pain caused by the disease, but did not block this kind of stimulation.

Yun Xianhe squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then agreed with 113:

"Indeed, not cool at all."

One man, one rule, reached a consensus in a strange place.

Whether it’s cool or not is another matter.

If the problem of the rain hitting my forehead is not solved, I might have to get another injection soon.

The brave man, who was inexplicably stingy about certain things, muttered to himself, and finally chose a motorcycle helmet and put it on his head.

A bandit hood is not suitable because knitted fabrics will more easily take away the heat from the body when wet by rain.

Lightweight helmet that's just right.

113 also thought that Yun Xianhe’s idea was good, and even asked the other party to choose a style that looked very high-tech, which was very suitable for Yun Xianhe’s outfit.

If I didn't know, I would have thought these two guys were out shooting special effects in the middle of the night.

[Oh——We’re here, just two meters ahead and we’ll be within the surveillance range.]

Yun Xianhe had stopped the levitation device long before 113 opened his mouth, and put it neatly into the warehouse.

A real-time map of the entire forest is displayed on a light screen that is invisible to others, with densely packed red dots moving among the orange patterns representing green plants.

If you observe carefully, you will find that their movement trajectories are regular.

【There are so many people. 】

113 sighed.

I feel like the villains in this world are really afraid of death.

That’s right, if you are not afraid of death, you won’t pursue eternal life.

Yun Xianhe, who was calculating the patrol patterns of the guards, did not respond. He just watched and started to take off his raincoat.

Plastic raincoats are loud and not conducive to concealment.

After putting the helmet into the system space, Yun Xianhe moved his limbs which were a little stiff due to the cold, and looked up at the hills in the distance.

Rumbling--

The blinding light of lightning illuminated the forest for a moment, revealing a two-story building hidden in the deepest part with only a little bit of the eaves visible.

The brave man pressed the electronic sticker on his temple and leaped into the jungle.

Hide and seek begins.

·

The rain tonight is a bit too heavy.

With the help of strong wind, soybean-sized water droplets hit the transparent glass windows, making crackling sounds.

In the master bedroom.

The boss, who had fallen asleep four hours ago, was now tossing and turning in bed.

Cold sweat slid down his temples and hit the pillow.

Accompanied by a loud thunder, the person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

The pair of eyes that had become somewhat cloudy due to the passage of time were now filled with fear, and the wrinkled hands belatedly realized and tremblingly protected their heart.

The servant who was standing in the room watching over him had noticed it the moment he opened his eyes.

At this moment, he walked respectfully to the bedside, observing his condition and waiting for his orders.

After a while,

Feeling the pounding heartbeat under his palm, the boss finally came back to his senses from the aftermath of the nightmare.

There was a continuous sound of rain in my ears, so loud that it was a little scary.

Logically speaking, he met Yun Xianhe today, and the other party also expressed the intention of cooperation.

This is a good thing.

He should have some sweet dreams.

But in the dream just now, he saw with his own eyes the destruction of the entire Black Organization.

The person who had sent him the videotape to humiliate him - the white-haired, red-eyed boy "Hallucination", was standing in front of him in his dream with a smile on his face, his tone brisk but vicious.

Like a kid who pulled off a huge prank:

'I told you I would let you see it with your own eyes.'

He saw the thing he had been working so hard for his entire life destroyed before his eyes.

The boss hates this.

But there's that one guy who seems to be haunting us.

As soon as the boss closes his eyes, he can't help but think of "hallucinations".

The latter's smile that said "everything is under control", his age that did not match his, and the wall of roses that were rapidly withering and melting behind him.

Weird and terrifying.

It really was like an illusion.

I can't sleep at all.

With the help of the waiter, BOSS got up, put on his coat and sat in the wheelchair.

"Draw the curtains."

The waiter responded, pushed the wheelchair to the carpet in front of the window and parked it, then opened the heavy blackout curtains.

Accompanied by the clattering sound of iron rings rubbing against the curtain rods, the boss, leaning in the wheelchair, looked at the dark rain outside the window with an expressionless face.

Rumbling--

There was a flash of lightning.

The person in the wheelchair seemed to see something in the woods in the distance and was stunned for a moment.

But the light of the lightning had disappeared.

When he looked more closely, he could not see anything in the pitch-black forest.

An inexplicable feeling of fear surged in my heart, and the boss summoned a waiter beside him:

"Push me to the monitoring room and ask them to turn on the lights in the yard."

"Yes."

Shila-

The sound of large electrical appliances being powered on was not very noticeable on a rainy night.

But Yun Xianhe, who was hiding behind a tree, heard it.

The brave man who was almost blending into the night glanced at the two patrolling bodyguards and shouted in his heart:

'Control the lighting so it's three seconds late.'

【clear. 】

The two of them, working in perfect harmony, started to act almost at the same time.

When Yun Xianhe rushed towards the blind spot of the two people's vision, 113 also quickly took control of all the surveillance cameras that could scan that range.

The footage that was supposed to capture Yun Xianhe's figure was all covered by regular scene videos.

one second.

The brave man sprinted to the wall outside the villa, and 113 turned on the interference current to delay the start of the searchlight.

two seconds.

The brave man used the momentum to jump over the wall and quickly chose a landing point.

After landing lightly in the yard, he sprinted towards the wall of the villa.

three seconds.