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

"It seems that since you came to this world, you haven't looked at those messy things less!"

A person with the same appearance and the same voice as Lancer was standing opposite him.

Until now, Conan couldn't believe his eyes.

Maybe they are just twins, maybe one of them has been disguised and disguised. For such a simple thing, just check fingerprints and DNA!

But what if it's really as Lancer said?

Conan, no, it should be said that Kudo Shinichi's world view is being destroyed and rebuilt crazily.

The two men in the confrontation were separated by a long distance and both had guns in their hands.

Lancer glanced at the other hand of the replica, raised the corner of his lips and asked: "You still have a mobile phone in your hand. Who were you communicating with just now?"

Hearing this, Conan looked at the replica's hand hanging down. The phone screen in the palm was still on.

As Lancer said, he should be in contact with someone.

The replica frowned slightly, then looked at his phone, as if he suddenly understood something.

He threw the cell phone from which he had just sent the message in mid-air, then raised his gun and shot it through.

When the phone fell back to the ground, the screen was black and there was an extra hole.

Lancer clicked his tongue and looked at the young man in front of him in surprise, who looked exactly like him, but had a different brain.

He asked: "You are obviously my clone, and your thinking and behavioral logic should be similar to mine, but why do you go against me everywhere? When Wendel created you, he modified your genes Really? Is that why you hate me so much?"

Before the replica could speak, Lancer pinched his chin and said to himself: "Isn't that right? Or is it that Wendell actually has a crush on me? He likes a guy like you who got it by force, doesn't he?"

Conan: "..."

Replica: "..."

Probably because Lancer's speech was too shocking, it took a while for the clone to come back to his senses and taunted: "Stop laughing so hard! How could he like you? Don't forget, you have killed all his clones." Enemy!"

Lancer shrugged, "Then you have to give me a reason to submit to him, right?"

"He can help me kill you and replace you." The replica's tone became cold, and the expression on his face became serious and indifferent.

Completely different from the relaxed Lancer.

Lancer sighed. He turned to Conan and shook his head regretfully: "This is why I hate being copied. Their thinking will always be solidified in the rules and regulations, without the awareness and ability to break through themselves. .”

Conan didn't understand at all: "Why were you genetically cloned? Who did this? Where did you come from?"

He felt as if he had entered a science fiction-themed script.

I even got a book by a sunny and cheerful boy!

After he asked the question urgently, Lancer and the replica said at the same time: "You don't need to know this!"

After finishing speaking, the two of them fell down at the same time and yelled at each other: "Shut up!"

Lancer took out a pair of electronic handcuffs from behind and threw them on the ground in front of him. He urged impatiently: "You have also been to the hospital and research institute, and you have also taken hostages and destroyed the entire pharmaceutical factory. This is what you have done before." I’m so angry.”

"Put on the cuffs, you can't escape today."

The electronic handcuffs were used on Lancer just now, and now they appear in front of the replica, which is extremely ironic.

I saw him taking out the remote control from his jacket pocket, opening the corner of his mouth and showing a crazy smile.

"Do you really know who can't escape?"

As his finger pressed the button on the remote control, a massive explosion suddenly occurred in the building inside the factory, with flames and black smoke rising into the sky.

Lancer immediately shot his wrist, but he pressed another button while his wrist was shot.

The building where the three of them were located also exploded.

[System: Emergency activation of the protection system, countdown 5, 4...]

Lancer rushed towards Conan, firmly protecting the only witness who could prove his innocence in his arms.

Taking advantage of the chaos, the replica fired two shots in their direction, but neither hit.

The building collapsed due to the explosion, and they soon sank as the roof collapsed.

The replica was well trained to avoid being buried under broken steel bars and remaining rocks. It jumped from high places to flat ground with strong skills. Except for a slight scratch when it landed, there were no other major problems.

He looked back at the two people falling into the collapsed building, let out a cold snort, and then turned on the watch-type communicator on his wrist to send a signal to someone.

[The mission has been completed. 】

When the message is sent, the communication indicator light is still flashing normally.

After sending it out, when the replica just smiled, he looked up and saw a combat drone staring at him coldly.

The whole body of the replica felt cold.

He was barely given time to react when a cluster of sparks erupted from the dark hole below the drone, and a huge sound exploded in his ears.

Explosions, heat waves, flames, severe pain, tinnitus... these things came one after another, causing the man lying on the ground to scream in pain.

He twisted and struggled on the ground, and in a daze he saw half of his body in flames, gritting his teeth in pain.

He crawled towards the fire.

As long as no body tissue is left behind, Lancer will not be given any chance to clarify.

——It's obviously my clone, but it doesn't look like me at all... Could you be brainwashed by that guy Wendell and fall in love with him?

That's not the case, that's not the case!

From birth, the replica is destined to replace the original owner and be sacrificed.

He just wants to fight for himself...

When the replica was about to crawl into the fire, the drone shot him another anesthesia needle, which took effect in a few seconds.

At this time, a man who was watching the real-time footage through the drone's camera lens gave it instructions.

"Prepare to retreat."

It was Gin's voice.

When Conan woke up, he felt pain all over his body. He screamed and opened his eyes. What came into view was the faces of Mouri Kogoro and Mouri Lan that turned from worry to joy.

Officer Megure behind him was obviously relieved. He came over and bent down to ask him: "Conan, are you okay? Do you still remember what happened before you fainted?"

He was in a coma for most of the day, and his memory was a little fuzzy.

He only vaguely remembered that when he was pressed under the rocks and his eyes were dark, a man's voice smiled and comforted him: "Don't worry, I will ensure your safety."

"Detective……"

"Kudo Shinichi."

He broke out in a cold sweat.