Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Chapter 179 See you again if we are destined to?

Old man, Pisco?

Vodka, who had originally planned to stand up and punch Yun Xianhe unexpectedly, tried hard to make himself look unconscious and wanted to hear more inside information.

A man in a black robe turned his head and glanced at the vodka on the ground:

"Sir, this one looks great."

"Yes - indeed, with Vodka's body, the quality of the kidneys cut off is definitely good, and it is also good for experiments."

Vodka:? !

"Then Master Ghost, I will take this back with me."

"can."

Seeing the man stand up, Vodka could no longer lie down.

Taking advantage of the moment when the other party stretched out his hand, he suddenly opened his eyes and punched the other party, but was easily blocked.

The terrifying force caused Vodka's pupils to shrink slightly, just in time to meet the other person's pair of textureless fluorescent blue eyes.

He didn't know if it was Vodka's illusion, but he felt that a string of characters flashed in the other person's eyes just now?

"He's in good health, but he's showing some signs of overwork. He needs to rest. He's lacking vitamins. He needs to quit smoking and drinking, and take good care of himself before he can have surgery."

Vodka, who was half lying on the ground, looked at the man holding his wrist with one hand and saying something calmly.

Another man in a black robe, whose face could not be seen clearly, was taking notes in a notebook with a serious look on his face.

At the top it says "Donors Group 79 from Kidney Laboratory".

Donor?!

Just as Vodka was about to struggle, the other party grabbed his neck and pushed him to the ground.

He looked at the expressionless person standing nearby.

Then he looked at the person on the other side who took out a small medical kit and a syringe from somewhere.

Cold sweat broke down all at once.

Having been in the underworld for so many years, he hasn't felt this kind of life-and-death threat for a long time.

He saw endless indifference in the eyes of this group of people, a look even more ruthless than that of his eldest brother.

Yun Xianhe, who was standing by, glanced at Gin, who had snipeed over from somewhere in the distance, with interest, and said to Vodka nonchalantly:

"Don't worry, we are very kind."

"I will definitely find the best buyer to sell your kidneys to."

"After the operation, we will definitely do our best to save your life, and we will arrange for someone to take care of you meticulously and personally for the rest of your life."

"If you die, we will choose the best cemetery in a beautiful place to build you the most luxurious tomb."

He kicked the younger brother who was just about to get up and knocked him unconscious.

The man in the magician's skin smiled brightly and spoke in a gentle tone:

"Vodka, you are going to live in utopia for the rest of your life. Are you happy?"

"I'm so happy! Big brother, uh! Big brother will definitely come to save me!"

Hearing this, Yun Xianhe tilted his head and looked at the person who had just drawn blood from Vodka.

The other party successfully understood his meaning, took out a notebook from his pocket and flipped through it:

"Sir, the analysis of the experimental samples you provided last time shows that the other party is very suitable, but he also needs to recuperate his body."

"Well - that's really good news. You see, your eldest brother is also very suitable."

The person who said this smiled morbidly and turned to look at the person who just pulled the trigger.

The bullet grazed Yun Xianhe's calf and shot into the abdomen of a younger brother lying on the ground.

The splashing blood stained the magician's white cloak.

"Sir?!" x2

He actually succeeded?!

No one expected this scene. After all, they all witnessed Yun Xianhe's strange ability to block bullets.

The suppressed Vodka remembered that during the chase this morning, the opponent didn't seem to use that strange ability.

Wait a minute, did the other party also flee last night?

In other words, that ability is most likely the energy shield seen in science fiction movies.

But energy is limited.

Gin, who had figured it out, forced a smile, took out his beloved Beretta again, and fired a few shots at Yun Xianhe.

The man without the energy shield dodged the bullets with his strange body movements and looked up at Gin.

The cheeks, which were already pale, looked even paler against the white bandages and blue-black hair.

"Oh, what an unexpected surprise. Why does Mr. Killer always treat me so cruelly?"

Yun Xianhe thought of something and glanced at Vodka, who was coughing and covering his throat on the ground. He pulled the corner of his mouth in a bad way:

"Brothers have a deep bond."

In response, Gin fired a bullet.

After Yun Xianhe dodged lightly, he glanced casually at the ground, raised his hand, picked up the two closest people and threw them to the other two.

"Since we don't have vodka, let's take these two. They look good. Thank you for the goods from your factory."

"shot!"

The subordinates who had already surrounded the street pulled the trigger at the same time after hearing Gin's order.

Yun Xianhe, who was standing in the middle, calmly bowed to Gin:

"Then, see you again if we're destined to?"

boom!

After a burst of smoke, the five people in the middle disappeared, and all the bullets hit the younger brother who was unconscious on the ground and had not yet woken up.

Vodka, who had already retreated to the side, looked at Gin, who looked unhappy, and shouted in a hoarse voice:

"Brother, I'm sorry I missed it."

The muzzle of the gun, still warm, was pressed against Vodka's forehead.

Gin narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly at the hideous purple marks on Vodka's neck.

"Did you hear what they just said?"

"They said they were going to take me and the others to Gan Yaozi to do experiments. Brother, could it be that Shirley is still doing research?"

"Tsk."

The top 1 of the winery lit a cigarette, his eyes flickering.

An organization even tighter than theirs... Could it be that they have stayed here the whole time and thus have not been discovered?

I hope that crap from the intelligence team can be put to good use.

"Clean it up."

"Yes."

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On the other side, there is an alley not far from here.

Yun Xianhe used his body skills to run out and briefly checked the two robots.

After making sure there was no problem, he asked them to carry the two men to the abandoned country house he found last night.

Then he gave instructions to several other robots that were secretly building a laboratory underground.

After finishing his work, Yun Xianhe shook his leg, casually took out a roll of gauze and simply bandaged the wound, muttering softly:

"I didn't get the angle right, the wound is a bit big, I guess I need to be more careful next time."

I hope this will allow Gin and his friends to enjoy themselves in the romantic city for a few more days.

It can also be regarded as a cover for Mr. Guang and his men's actions.

After a simple bandage, Yun Xianhe stretched his body and put away the disguise and cloak on his face.

Revealing the grey shirt and black trousers he was wearing underneath.

Yun Xianhe glanced at his pants which were not obviously torn, then looked up at the clear sky, and took out the materials and map from his system backpack.

"Let me see... let's find a place a little further away and take care of my body."

Finally, Yun Xianhe chose an alley far away from home, took out his baton, and replaced the moonlight powder with blazing sun dust.

The moment the wind started, the tip of the stick touched the map.

""Teleport.""

In order to avoid hitting his head this time, he specifically pointed to the middle position.

A chilly breath surrounded him along with the smell of the burning phoenix's tail feathers, causing Yun Xianhe to shiver uncontrollably.

Fine lines of rain fell,

It hit his slightly messy white hair and glasses bit by bit, leaving deep lines on his light gray shirt.

"It's raining."

Rumbling--

The clouds above were eager to try, but in the blink of an eye they were converted into a 5-minute punishment.

Yun Xianhe half leaned against the wall, looked up at the gray rain clouds, and raised his middle finger to the sky:

"Wait for me! Hiss—"

The fingers curled up uncontrollably.

Yun Xianhe gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and hammered the wall behind him uncontrollably.

Trying to use other methods to transform the pain that feels like being squeezed inside the body.

The five-minute punishment is over.

The boy's face, which was already pale to begin with, became even paler, and with his hair wet by the rain, he looked extremely disheveled.

Yun Xianhe exhaled slowly, forced himself to stand up and walked out of the alley.

Just as he was about to step out of the alley, he saw Conan and the three little ones standing not far away waiting for the traffic light.

"...Forget it, let's go back to the other side, ok?"

Conan, holding an umbrella, was wondering what Ayumi and the others had just said.

Suddenly I heard hurried footsteps.

When I looked up, I saw Yun Xianhe running across the street, looking very anxious.

"Brother Xianhe,"

"stop!"

A man in a windbreaker holding a black umbrella stood at the door of the telephone booth.

Just as he was about to pull out the gun from his pocket and kill the man inside, a sudden shout came from behind him.

At the same time, Nara Zezhi, who was in the phone booth, also realized that something was wrong with the people outside.

Just as he was about to come out, the man outside kicked the phone booth hard to stop him and fired several shots into the phone booth.

Seeing Yun Xianhe running over, the gangster made a fierce sound, fired a shot to signal the other party to retreat, then turned around and ran away.

The hero who didn't see the person clearly frowned and ran to see the victim.

"Cheer up!"