Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

When the car stopped, the driver opened the door in a panic and ran for his life.

After Lancer saw the bombed road ahead, he instinctively took out the pistol from the system space and held it tightly in his hand.

Gin couldn't see very clearly with one eye, but he could guess how dangerous the situation between the two was.

"Tell me, what are the chances of us getting out of the car and escaping successfully?"

Lancer looked back at him, frowned and shook his head.

"I don't know, but he must be out there."

[The degree of compatibility between you and the target increases to 47%. 】

Lancer thought about it for a while, and when it came down to it, Gin was still more dominant.

Ever since they went abroad to kill Macallan, they had fallen into the trap that Wendell had set long ago. It seemed that he had already inquired about Gin's preferences, and deliberately placed the boy who looked like Lancer next to Gin.

If successful, he could drive a wedge between the two of them; if not, he could expose Gin's flaws during the mission and hand him over to his opponent.

People like today's FBI.

The problem was that Gin also used a trick to get the better of him.

This man has always been so cruel to him, and he would not hesitate to let himself be captured in order to lure out Wendel who was lurking in the dark.

The reason why he dared to do this was nothing more than his collusive relationship with senior political figures and his full trust in Lancer.

After knowing that Gin was acquitted, Wendell's plan to kill someone with a knife failed, so of course he couldn't help but do it himself.

He was responsible for the explosion. Maybe this person is setting up a gun outside now, waiting to blow their heads off!

Lancer was still looking out the car window, looking for cover everywhere.

On the other hand, Gin calmly crossed his arms and said, "If the other person is holding Barrett, I'm afraid it won't help even if we stay in the car. Sooner or later, he will smash the car into a sieve."

Lancer had a headache and said, "I know, I know!"

There was no movement outside for a long time, so Lancer opened the car door in time, then squatted down and stretched out his hand towards the man in the car.

"go!"

Gin snorted lowly and tightly clasped his fingers on the hand covered with scars.

……

Today's plot is a 180-degree reversal. Conan was about to go to the doctor's house to have dinner with Akai Shuichi, who was re-disguised as Subaru Okiya, when suddenly Akai Shuichi received a call.

The expression on his face was originally quite relaxed, but after hearing what the other party said, Akai Shuichi showed a rare expression of confusion and surprise on his face.

After he hung up the phone, Conan couldn't hold back his curiosity as a detective and asked: "Mr. Akai, what happened?"

"Yes." The man put his cell phone away and said while walking with him: "Not long ago, the people we sent to follow Gin said that the two people encountered an unknown attack on the way out."

Conan showed a surprised expression, "Who is it?"

"It's unclear who did it, but..."

If he was that kind of person, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to think that there would be enemies everywhere.

"Then what are we going to do now?"

Akai Shuichi remained silent and did not answer.

From the FBI's perspective, they will never intervene until the situation is clear.

But if it's a police officer from the Metropolitan Police Department or Public Security Department, maybe...

When Lancer and Gin quickly escaped from the car, even the car exploded violently, and parts scattered everywhere.

The fire caused by the explosion burned the trees on the roadside. Passers-by were frightened and ran away screaming and holding their heads.

While Lancer was pulling Gin to hide under the wall of the building, he heard the alarm sound of the system.

[System: There is a sniper at six o'clock! 】

The aiming red dot landed on the back of Lancer's head. Gin immediately pushed him down hard and missed with the first shot.

Before they could get up completely, Gin heard a muffled groan.

Lancer looked back and saw that a bullet had been shot in his back, directly piercing his sternum, splattering red blood.

"Gin?!"

It may have been a critical shot, and the man was seriously injured. His mouth opened and closed, and it took him a long time to cough up a mouthful of blood.

Lancer struggled to drag the man behind the burned tree, then opened the defensive shield and eagerly took off his clothes to check his injuries.

At this time, Gin grabbed his hand, his eyes never changed from beginning to end, terrifyingly tenacious.

"Good opportunity... to fight back..."

The other party's purpose is to kill Gin. Now that he has been shot and his life is in danger, the other party is likely to just give up and retreat.

Lancer looked at his already embarrassed appearance, now barely pressing his chest with his hands, and his eyes were so angry that they were red.

"Stop being so verbose! I can solve my own troubles by myself. Stop dictating to me here!"

The life-saving potion lying quietly in the system space was taken out, and Lancer injected it into Gin's neck without thinking.

The strangulation mark on his neck was still very obvious, which made the young man who looked at it a few more times clenched his back molars with increasing annoyance.

After injecting the medicine, Lancer changed his weapon. He set up his sniper and aimed at an unnoticeable black figure on the rooftop diagonally opposite, and fired two shots.

The number of copied drones rushed out and flew high into the sky.

Lancer gave instructions to the AI ​​that controlled them: "Kill the target!"

The figure was very flexible. Lancer's two shots seemed to be fired casually, but they hit his body firmly.

The combat-type drones were in hot pursuit, and he immediately fled back into the building with his gun on his back and covering his wounds, shutting the drones outside the door on the top floor.

But soon, a hole in the door that could be entered was shot by a drone, and the man followed in hot pursuit.

There were even several drones that blocked the stairs where the man might pass by and shot directly through the glass from the transfer window to chase him.

Waiting until the drone drove the guy into Lancer's visual sniper range, he looked at the figure through the scope, and his hand on the trigger gradually tightened.

Anger spurted out with the flames from the muzzle, passing through the burning flames and hitting the target in the back of the head.

Lancer watched the man fall, the hatred in his heart not dissipating at all.

He put away his sniper, lowered his head and touched Gin's cheek.

The young man whispered: "Wait for me here."

The man just closed his eyes quietly, seemingly unaware of what he said.

The sirens of police cars and fire trucks could be heard in the distance. Lancer took a few steps to the place where the man fell on the opposite side and took back all the drones gathered here.

He kicked the man lying on the ground over with his feet. When he saw the man's face, Lancer's eyebrows flew up.

The dead man had the exact same face as Lancer.

[System: Damn! are you crazy! 】