Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Gin looked at the person in front of him who remained calm, and a smile of interest appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He now felt from the bottom of his heart that the guy in front of him was interesting.

But it’s really strange... How could such a young guy make himself become like someone like him who has been struggling between life and death for many years?

Or... is the other party actually the same guy as Vermouth?

Thinking of this, Gin suddenly spoke:

"How old are you?"

"Hmm? Shall we exchange questions? I can answer yours, but you have to answer mine as well."

The young man, whose breath was not disturbed at all, did not even glance at his bloody palm, and even casually shook off the liquid that covered his knuckles.

Gin paid more attention to it, then said with a smile:

"Okay, I'm in a good mood today. But don't think you can get away with it like this."

"how could be."

Yun Xianhe smiled happily and pointed the gun in his hand at the forearm.

"Could you please tell me how you found out that Amuro was an undercover agent?"

When his name was called, Toru Amuro raised his eyes with difficulty and looked at Yun Xianhe.

The other party still didn't look at them, with a harmless smile on his face, patiently waiting for Gin's response.

"Are you curious about this?"

"Well - because I can't figure it out. The other party has been pretending to be pretty good."

Gin took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it between his lips and pressed the lighter twice.

After he took his first puff, he replied while inhaling the smoke:

"You protected it too well, so I discovered it. Those men in black were also your doing, right? Or are you in cahoots with them? As for your identity... some kind of technical consultant?"

"Too well protected... Oh - you shot him, triggering the bracelet's defense, which in turn aroused your suspicion, right?"

"Hmph, that's right."

As he spoke, Gin raised his chin in the direction of Yun Xianhe's arm.

The latter did as he wished, without any hesitation, and pulled the trigger decisively.

boom!

The sharp sound of gunfire echoed in the factory, and the clatter of bullet casings falling on the concrete floor, like a tense and violently beating heart, kept echoing in the ears.

Zhu Fu Jingguang stared at Yun Xianhe, who had an indifferent expression on his face. Anger, heartache, regret...all kinds of emotions were churning in his eyes.

He wanted the other party to just run away, leave quickly, and not bother with them anymore.

He knew that as long as Yun Xianhe wanted, no one in this world could hurt him.

And from the very beginning, the other party didn't need to get involved in this matter at all!

But no matter how much he thought, these thoughts could not be transmitted to Yun Xianhe's mind.

Matsuda, who was sitting against him, was struggling violently, as if he was going to rush out at the next second.

But just after he moved a short distance, he was dragged back by the shoulders by the guards.

Pulling your shoulders?

It seems that the warning shot Yun Xianhe fired just now was effective. At least these people didn't dare to attack them in front of Yun Xianhe.

Not far away the 'transaction' was still going on.

"Hey, kid, you haven't answered my first question yet."

The brave man moved the muzzle of the gun six centimeters above the wound, raised his head, and said in a relaxed tone:

"age."

The cigarette between his fingertips trembled slightly, and the rising smoke twisted for a moment.

Gin silently put the cigarette back into his mouth and looked Yun Xianhe up and down over and over again.

Seeing him like this, Yun Xianhe suddenly smiled and explained kindly:

"It should be said that my spirit has lived for so long. This current body, which has been reincarnated for who knows how many times, is still only 18 years old."

"..."

I can understand each word separately, but why can't I understand anything when they are put together...

Compared to Gin's silence, the BOSS who had been eavesdropping couldn't believe it after learning Yun Xianhe's actual age.

However, when he looked at the person standing in the surveillance screen, he suddenly felt that there was nothing strange about it.

18 years of time cannot produce such a soul.

"Why did you shoot at Amuro?"

"Humph, do you need a reason to shoot a rat?"

"I don't believe you can find out his personal information."

Hearing this, Gin sneered and looked at Yun Xianhe without any surprise:

"It was you who changed it."

"reason."

"I just want to punish him a little and let him remember who is the boss."

Yun Xianhe raised his eyebrows upon hearing this.

Could it be just an accident?

"What's the reason?"

There must be a reason for the fight, right?

Gin didn't say anything, just looked at Yun Xianhe.

Yun Xianhe understood what the other party meant and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

boom!

The bullet that penetrated his forearm hit the leg of the person behind him diagonally. Although it had lost some of its force, it was still embedded in the person's flesh.

The brave man seemed to notice this and looked back, then uttered a sigh: "Sorry, does it hurt?"

The person being asked looked up blankly, only to see a black muzzle of a gun.

The brave man standing under the scattered moonlight smiled gently and said as he pulled the trigger:

"It will stop hurting right away."

boom!

The body lying on the ground twitched and soon became silent.

Yun Xianhe turned around and without being affected at all, he pointed the gun at his arm that had been shot three times, and lowered the muzzle of the gun again 10 cm above the bullet hole.

He raised his chin towards Gin:

"answer."

"Humph, you're so rude, little brat. The organization just cleared out a group of rats, and he just didn't like him when he was relocated."

At this point, Gin dusted off the ash from his cigarette and looked at Yun Xianhe coldly:

"The program disguise is good."

This means to praise him for doing a good job in preserving information about Toru Amuro.

Otherwise, Toru Amuro should have been discovered during the first wave of crackdown.

Hearing this, Yun Xianhe smiled at Gin and replied:

"Thank you for the compliment."

Then, he asked somewhat carelessly:

"When did you get rid of the rats?"

boom!

The fourth bullet penetrated the humerus, and a crisp click was heard amid the muffled sound of flesh and blood.

Conan, who was piled up at the outermost edge, stared at Yun Xianhe's arm that was completely covered in blood, and struggled to crawl towards the other party.

The mouth blocked by the cloth made a strong whimpering sound, as if he was shouting something.

The guard on the side just watched, and after the other party moved away for a distance, he brought the person back.

He didn't dare to do anything. After all, the last guy who attacked the hostages was still lying on the ground near his feet.

Gin looked back at Conan who was mumbling, and said nonchalantly:

"Ah, about three days ago."

three days ago.

That was the day he had just recovered from a cold.

So the problem lies with the case that Mr. Amuro and his team handled alone?

Thinking of this, Yun Xianhe sighed helplessly and said to himself:

"Wouldn't it be nice to rely on me for a while?"

The man who asked this pulled the trigger again without hesitation.

Hearing this, Toru Amuro seemed to want to explain something to Yun Xianhe. He looked over with his heterochromatic eyes forced open, as if waiting for the other person to turn around and look at him.

but.

The smiling hero just asked Gin again:

"Did you find out the list?"