allendalepharm Chapter 467 Conan: You, you can’t do this!
Chapter 467 Conan: You, you can’t do this!
Humph, we are all mages.
On weekdays, it's a 50-50 split because the other party is a girl, and as a gentleman, he gives her three points.
Now, it’s just a small piece of cotton, can’t you just hold it with ease?
It's time to re-arrange the skill rankings in the team.
The ghost couldn't help laughing when he thought of Cotton's face full of disbelief.
He glanced at the substitute robot with messy hair and crooked glasses, and released his hand that was holding the robot in boredom.
"Could it be that you are a robot developed by Yunyun specifically to handle interpersonal communication?"
It's not impossible, after all, his brother is sometimes quite socially awkward.
The hand that was withdrawn was caught in mid-air.
The robot lying on the ground turned over and caught the ghost off guard.
The moment his upper arm was held down, Ghost grabbed the opponent's forearm in return, so as not to be suppressed without any ability to resist.
The form is flipped.
Looking at the robot with half of its body pressed on him, the magician raised his eyebrows slightly:
"Playing dirty?"
"You let your guard down, my lord."
"Aren't you afraid that the hero will be angry if you do this?"
While the two were competing with each other, Ghost still had time to make fun of them.
The robot controlled its own strength to avoid hurting the opponent.
"If it can prevent adults from getting sick, I don't mind if you tear it down."
These words can be said to show the maximum loyalty.
But obviously, the person in front of him didn't appreciate it very much.
Both parties increased their strength at the same time, and their arms were shaking slightly.
One presses down, the other lifts up.
The substitute robot could see that the data screen in his iris was constantly flashing warning symbols, telling him that the pressure on his arm had reached a certain critical point.
His empty eyes refocused on the person lying on the floor, and he sighed helplessly in his heart.
Adults are still as strong as ever.
But... I'm sorry.
The man who was originally supporting himself to suppress the ghost suddenly tilted his body and lowered his body suddenly as if he had lost strength.
While the whole arm was pressed against the floor, it also pressed down the opponent's left arm.
The scent of woody flowers hits you in the face, and the touch of simulated hair brushing across your cheeks feels slightly itchy.
The ghost glanced sideways, looked at the face so close to him, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
He keenly observed the other person's heterochromatic eyes, with a tiny halo around the pupils.
It's just that the light is blocked by the glasses and the brightness is too dim.
If it wasn't so close, it would be impossible to see it.
Sure enough, there are subtle differences.
The magician who discovered this couldn't tell whether he felt good or bad.
Looking at the person whose nose was less than 5 centimeters away from him, the ghost laughed teasingly:
"How long are you going to lean on me?"
The substitute robot did not answer, but Ghost keenly noticed that the other party seemed to slightly curl the corners of his lips.
Does that mean...the evil plan has succeeded?
A chill that made the hairs on my body stand on end ran up my spine.
The magician's eyes widened slightly behind the gauze, as if he was a little surprised:
"You, um!"
The slightly cool needle tip pierced the skin on the side of the neck.
The slight tingling sensation sounded the alarm in the brain.
Just as the ghost was about to struggle, the substitute robot saw his intention and simply let go of his arm, and instead reached out and hugged his entire body, leaving him no chance.
"I'm sorry, sir. Please take a good rest. Please don't resist. I won't hurt you."
"You despicable guy! Who would believe your nonsense! Let go!"
How dare you do this in front of that guy's face!
Ghost gritted his teeth and tried to push the substitute robot that was holding him tightly.
Seeing that he couldn't break free, he clenched his fists and smashed hard on the other person's back, making a series of dull sounds.
The substitute robot did not move at all, and steadily pushed the syringe of medicine in its hand forward.
This was a powerful nutritional potion that Wanwan had secretly mailed to them before, specially formulated according to Yun Xianhe's physical values.
Because of the other party's current condition, it only exists here as a substitute robot temporarily.
I didn't expect it to come in handy here.
The one he is currently holding also has a slight sleep-aiding effect.
Anything produced by Wanwan must be of high quality and the medicinal effect is exerted very quickly.
The ghost who felt his consciousness sinking was still trying to escape.
His hands kept pushing the head buried in the crook of his neck away, and he cursed through gritted teeth:
"Let go! Let go! I'm going to tear... you apart..."
The strength in my hands faded away little by little, and every swing seemed like it was falling into the sea.
The magician, who was seeing black waves in front of his eyes, suddenly felt a panic in his heart.
He wanted to grab something,
The bony fingers grabbed the substitute robot's white hair fiercely.
The pain feedback medium is always on alarm.
The substitute robot pursed its lips and did not react, but simply restrained the ghost even more tightly.
The sound of the mechanical heart is steady and powerful, revealing a strong sense of security.
But that is not the salvation the magician seeks.
Just before his consciousness collapsed, the ghost seemed to suddenly remember who the person in front of him was.
He slowly loosened his fingers that were grasping the simulated hair, and using the last of his strength, he placed his palm between the two of them, trying to separate them.
Go away, go away! Go away...
He doesn't want to see this alternative!
"Get lost..."
The scolding was cut off in his throat before he could finish his words.
After waiting for a while, and feeling that the person in his arms had stopped struggling and the breathing in his ears had calmed down, the substitute robot slowly let go of the other person's hands.
The magician's limbs stiffened.
Even though he was asleep at this moment, his lips were still tightly drawn.
It can be seen that he fainted with anger.
The substitute robot raised its upper body and carefully looked up and down at the ghost lying on the floor.
I didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the scan results confirmed that the other person was really asleep.
Adults are really difficult to deal with...
Looking at the mechanical data on the system panel that were marked in red and were on the verge of collapse, the substitute robot smiled bitterly.
It didn't crack even after being beaten by an adult.
This record alone is enough for him to brag about among the robots for the rest of his life.
"Brother Xianhe, you..."
Yun Xianhe froze when he heard the voice suddenly, and slowly looked up at the corner of the stairs on the second floor.
I ran down when I heard the ghost cursing.
As a result, Conan, who witnessed the second half of the process of 'Yun Xianhe' forcing the other party, was a little dazed at the moment.
The little detective looked at Yun Xianhe with an uncertain expression, who seemed to have not yet realized what he had done;
He looked again at the ghost lying on the carpet with his clothes disheveled, until he lost consciousness due to anger, with a look of resentment on his face.
After a while, Conan raised his hand and pointed at Yun Xianhe:
"You, you...you can't, even if you like the other person, you can't, you!"
"Ok?"
Yun Xianhe blinked in confusion, not quite understanding.
If you like someone, shouldn’t you consider them?
Is there anything wrong with stopping adults from going out to prevent them from getting sick?
Looking at Yun Xianhe's innocent expression, Conan even felt ashamed for him.
He stuttered, trying to reason with the other party:
"Brother Xianhe, you are committing a crime! You can't...you, me...Hattori! Hattori!! Wake up! Xianhe is in trouble!"
The fake Yun Xianhe watched the other person run back upstairs and tilted his head, puzzled.
but……
The substitute robot took one look at the unconscious ghost lying on the ground and temporarily agreed with Conan's last words.
Ok……
My Lord, something is indeed wrong right now.