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

The football flew over with a gust of wild wind, and it hit Lancer in the face.

He tilted his head vigorously, frowning, feeling somewhat uneasy.

Then gunshots were heard.

Lancer opened his eyes and saw that the football that was about to hit was shot through by Wendell.

The material of the football was torn into pieces and flew into the air with the night wind.

Officer Sato pushed Conan to the ground to avoid the bullet, and took this opportunity to fire a shot, accurately hitting his shoulder.

Upon seeing this, Lancer's eyes flashed, and he grabbed Wendell's arm forcefully with his backhand. After taking the pistol away, he threw him to the ground with a back throw.

The man still wanted to fight to the death, so he took out a knife from somewhere, raised it high, and then stabbed Lancer on the back of his hand.

"Be honest!" Officer Sato rushed over and kicked him on the wrist, and the knife fell to the ground with a loud sound.

Then Wendell cuffed his hands by her.

Unlike Lancer, Wendell basically has no force value. After all, he was just a highly skilled researcher in the end of the world.

Without those advanced weapons, he is no better than the members of the dark organization.

Lancer glanced at the knife on the ground and slowly stood up.

At this time, Conan ran over in small steps, looking much more embarrassed than Lancer.

His left wrist bone was crushed and fractured when the factory collapsed, and he now wears a bandage hanging around his neck.

"Hey, Brother Lancer, are you okay?"

Conan's eyes were looking at Lancer, as if he was confirming something.

Lancer smiled and said: "It's okay, except for a little pain in my neck."

At this time, Conan saw the camouflage props that had been taken off the ground. He was stunned for a moment and looked up at Lancer again.

"Is he disguised as...that's why you came out with him?"

Lancer leaned against the railing of the rooftop, with a faint smile on his lips, and the bright water in his eyes, which always made people feel that he must be in a very sad mood at the moment.

"Yeah. Even though I know he's gone, I still think... maybe it's really him? Maybe the previous accident was just a joke he played on me?"

"It seems that I am still too naive."

The man pretended to be strong and shrugged, leaving Conan not sure what to say.

Perhaps in Conan's view, the relationship between the two demons is not significant.

Officer Sato lifted Wendell up from the ground, looked at his deceptive appearance, and said unhappily: "I should have guessed that this kind of thing would be related to an expert like you who specializes in genes. This time You almost took advantage of me!"

Wendell didn't take the policewoman seriously, he just laughed darkly in a low voice.

"Lance Hughes, I won't give in so easily. The grudge between us is not over yet!"

As he spoke, he was handcuffed but still able to reach into his pocket and took out a tube of red potion.

Lancer was stunned, and before he had time to react, he saw him drop the medicine tube hard, and the flames that exploded violently ignited almost in an instant and spread to the entire rooftop.

Officer Sato was knocked to the door by the explosion and fainted.

But Conan was picked up by the collar by Lancer and quickly retreated to the farthest place from Wendell.

There was a huge burning flame between them, and they looked at each other. It was no longer enough to use the word hatred to describe their relationship or emotions at the moment.

Lancer said calmly: "Wendell, your era is over."

When Wendell's elegant and elegant face showed an almost crazy grin, he also raised the explosive detonator in his hand.

Lancer and Conan were stunned, and the latter said anxiously: "You planted a bomb in the hospital?!"

"I never admit defeat," Wendell said.

With just a slight bend of his thumb, he could level the entire hospital to the ground immediately - he had no intention of letting Lancer leave here alive today.

However, the goddess of fate always seems to favor Lancer, not to mention that there is a character with the protagonist's aura next to him at the moment. This kind of destructive attack will definitely be skillfully resolved by the male protagonist.

Lancer looked down at Conan with a serious expression: "It's up to you, Conan!"

Edogawa Conan was stunned, and the sweat on his head fell.

"Hey! Don't you have any countermeasures? How can I, a primary school student, solve this crisis!"

Lancer raised his eyebrows, "But haven't you been able to hold on to this kind of situation several times? I believe you can do it this time too!"

[System: Good guy! Just try to take advantage of the male protagonist’s luck, right? 】

Conan waved his bandaged hand and said angrily: "I'm not a god! Don't put your hope in me!"

At this time, Wendell on the opposite side taunted: "It seems that you are really at the end of your rope!"

Lancer secretly grabbed Conan's clothes, looked at the distance to the fence next to the rooftop, and planned to jump off.

Even if you take a little risk, you will get injured, but it is better than being blown up here.

At this moment, there seemed to be a faint light flashing upstairs behind the rooftop.

Immediately afterwards, Wendell let out a muffled groan, and the injured remote detonator fell to the ground.

Conan and Lancer watched the guy's body fall heavily into the sea of ​​fire, and his clothes were quickly burned.

When Conan wanted to rush over, Lancer threw him towards the stairs and said calmly: "You'd better go and see the condition of the female police officer!"

After rolling on the ground twice before stopping, Conan sat up and shouted to him: "Give me the remote detonator quickly!"

Before the fire burned it, Lancer picked it up and threw it to him. Conan subconsciously used both hands to catch it, but the detonator hit his injured hand, causing him to scream in pain.

Lancer turned the man's body over and saw at a glance his head that had been shot through. The bullet hole in his forehead was particularly eye-catching.

At the same time, a reminder sounded from the system.

[System: Congratulations to the host for completing the stage task. The rewards you can receive are...]

At this time, Lancer's mind was no longer on any tasks or rewards.

He looked at this sworn enemy who had been hurting each other almost since they met, and felt a variety of emotions in his heart.

He was a little sad, more confused and regretful.

If they could meet again in the next world, would they still fight to the death like they do now?

Lancer didn't know.

In the past, he could leave everything behind and die with his mortal enemy, but now, he can't do that.

He looked through the dancing flames toward the flickering end.

On top of the building, Gin put away the sniper rifle and threw it to Vodka beside him.

The man habitually turned his back and lit a cigarette.

Vodka looked at it and said, "The view is really good today!"

"Of course, because today is the full moon."