The Buddhist way of life of Ke Xue Le Zi

"The target has an abdominal injury, and is expected to lose 200ml~250ml of blood."

"The target is missing on the second, third, and fourth floors."

"The target has fled to the top floor, sniper ready."

Xing Haiyin listened to the continuous reports around him and walked out of a room full of white smoke. He took off the gas mask on his face and held in his hand a sniper rifle dropped by Gin.

The man threw away his windbreaker that was in the way, raised his hand to straighten his messy collar, and then turned on the headset. "The sniper is not in position yet. Bring me a bazooka and shoot him down."

"Don't have unrealistic dreams." Gin said casually in the headset, and then continued to direct the operation.

Xinghaiyin rolled up his shirt sleeves slowly, revealing his smooth and beautiful arm muscles, but his fair skin was covered with four long, thin, red scratches, which inexplicably added a sense of brokenness to it.

"You clearly know that there will be a helicopter to pick him up on the top floor - it would be too disgusting if you let him get away this time." After saying that, Xing Haiyin raised his hand and fired a few shots to shatter the glass of the corridor window. He stepped on the window frame to gain leverage and jumped out, then grabbed the rope ladder hanging outside the window with one hand.

The helicopter received an order to ascend, and Xinghaiyin climbed up the rope ladder and jumped into the wide-open cabin. The pilot was obviously not surprised by this kind of situation. He asked whether they should go closer to the top floor, and did not even glance at Ricard, the famous figure in the organization.

"Raise higher and increase the distance." Xing Haiyin picked up the black box in the cabin, opened it, took out a pair of goggles and put them on. The wind at high altitude was too strong and would cause additional impact on the sniper's eyes when sniping.

Ricardo didn't care much about this before. No matter how harsh the environment was, he could adapt safely. However, this excellent adaptability was not innate, but formed through acquired training.

However, when saying goodbye to Rum, Xing Haiyin felt that he could be a little more solemn. However, this solemnity was not because the target was Rum, but because that guy had coveted this life for too long and could not afford any mistakes.

It is not allowed and there will be no mistakes.

"The target has reached the top floor, snipers ready."

Gin's voice without any emotion came from the headphones. Xinghaiyin half-crouched at the cabin door, the wind blew his hair, and through the flying hair, Xinghaiyin accurately locked Rum's head in the scope.

"Bam—!!"

The bullet shot out from the muzzle, spinning at high speed and tearing through the air, like a wild beast baring its fangs and wanting to bite the neck of its prey. It hit the opponent's neck accurately with unstoppable force.

Xing Haiyin saw through the scope the incredulous expression on the face of the man he had shot before he died. He calmly put away his gun, not interested in watching the dying man's futile struggle. He said to the driver in a calm tone, "Return."

The pilot was very considerate and did not lose his intelligence when asking Xinghai Gin how to get back. Hearing this, he just drove the helicopter away in silence.

When Gin heard Xinghaiyin's words in the headset, he raised his eyebrows, but said nothing in the end. After going up to the top floor and confirming Rum's death, he lit a cigarette and stood on the edge of the top floor. The smoke was blown away by the wind and sparks flickered.

More than two hours had passed since they arrived here to surround Rum and successfully killed him.

The second-in-command is worthy of being the second-in-command. Even if his left and right arms are cut off, he can still stretch his neck and survive. Even in this situation, he can protect himself by any means necessary like a rat in a gutter.

Gin was naturally not so sentimental as to think about the grief of the rabbit's death. After standing on the top floor and finishing the cigarette in his hand, he turned and walked towards the people responsible for handling the follow-up. The silver-haired killer took out his gun, aimed at the head of the corpse on the ground, and then pulled the trigger.

*

When Zhu Fu Jingguang rushed to the hospital, Xing Hai Mei had just been transferred to the general ward. After completing the basic examination, Haruno Wakako, who used to be the attending physician of the teenager, took the result and looked at the little kid in front of her who was not even as tall as her waist, feeling a headache. Her expression was very serious, and she seemed to be intimidating without even getting angry. She usually scared disobedient children with every move.

But the young boy in front of her ignored her cold face, and just firmly pestered her to see Xing Hai Ya's medical report, as if if she didn't give it to him, the child would roll on the ground and make a fuss, letting everyone who passed by know that she was bullying the little brat.

When the cat-eyed man walked in, Edogawa Conan's legs had already bent. If he was a step later, he would have seen the strange scene of an 18-year-old high school student rolling on the ground.

"Doctor Haruno, how is Meihu?" Zhu Fujingguang ignored the boy's actions. He walked to the bedside and saw that the boy on the bed seemed to be fine, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Zhu Fushiki Jingguang coming, Haruno Wakako grabbed Edogawa Conan by the back of his collar and pulled him up to stand up, then she said seriously: "He is fine, he probably just fell into a coma due to fatigue. Unlike his previous physical condition, he will not be in a coma for a long time, so don't worry too much."

"Thank you for your help, Dr. Haruno." Zhu Fushimi sent the doctor away and turned to look at the young boy in the ward.

"Conan, do you know what caused Mei or my brother to fall into a coma?"

"Huh? I don't know." Edogawa Conan laughed dryly. He really didn't know why Hoshimi Mei fainted, but it was undeniable that the boy's condition before he fainted was very abnormal - it couldn't be that he fainted because he was tired when he picked him up, right?

That's a bit too outrageous.

But after thinking about it carefully, it doesn't seem to be completely impossible -

The young boy told Zhu Fu Jingguang about the strange behavior of Xing Hai Mei or before she fell into a coma. After that, he quietly looked at the thoughtful expression of the gentle brother in front of him. After knowing that Xing Hai Mei or was not seriously injured, his other thoughts began to become active again, so he hesitated and said, "Brother Midorikawa, can I ask you a question?"

Hearing this, Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled gently. He bent down and looked at Edogawa Conan, "Conan, what question do you want to ask me?"

"Brother Midorikawa, you are on the side of the star sea, right?" Edogawa Conan looked straight into Morobushi Kagemitsu's eyes, not wanting to miss any emotion in them.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was somewhat surprised when he heard this. He narrowed his eyes slightly and did not answer the young boy's question immediately.

In fact, he thought the boy would ask something else - such as some information about the organization, or about his relationship with Xing Hai Mei or the organization, but then he thought, these questions are not difficult to investigate. Since the other party has already stood on the same front with Okiya Subaru, that is, Akai Shuichi, it is not difficult to know these things.

Although Lei is a member of the action team, he also has a lot of intelligence about the organization. After all, force can no longer solve most problems. When the war really starts, whoever has more intelligence will be the winner.

but--

"Of course." Zhu Fu Jingguang reached out and touched the boy's head as he looked a little uneasy. The man's eyes were still gentle and his expression was smiling, but he suddenly changed the subject.

"Then next, it's my turn to ask you a question, but this question is more serious, so--" Zhu Fu Jingguang said with a smile.

"Think carefully before answering me, Shinichi."