[Conan Doujin] Let's become smaller together · Part 1

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Love does not move, but is still in harmony⑧[-]

In the dark, long-unattended laboratory, smoke and dust fluttered wantonly with the cold wind from the open small door.

Rows of cold iron shelves are covered with even colder chemical reagents. Across a large and empty experimental table, an eight or nine-year-old boy and two invisible men wrapped in black The tall men looked at each other.

Tick, tick...

From time to time, drops of water slipped from the unscrewed faucet.

The two pairs of dark green and dark black pupils flickered with lightning, and Vodka, who was at a loss for a moment, couldn't tell who was the more vicious.

The cold, machine-like eyes with a command and movement that exude murderous aura all the time, and the eyes that are so crazy that they despise the whole world and completely ignore things other than their obsessions, which one is more chilling to the body? It should not be seen in hundreds of years There is no way to solve the problem, because both mean that in the vast majority of cases, they cannot communicate with each other.

But there is no way to avoid it.

As long as the former doesn't let himself get involved in the other party's tasks, and the latter can probably save his life as long as he doesn't let himself get involved in the other party's obsessions.

However, if the latter happens to be the task of the former, and the former just blocks the way of the latter...

"Gada"

Gin slowly pulled out his M92F from the inner pocket of his jacket and loaded it.And Vodka behind him immediately took out his gun and pointed at the whiskey.

The muzzle of the black hole was firmly aimed at the forehead and heart of the young man, and the heavy footsteps approaching step by step seemed to be the ticking of the countdown to hell, bringing the door leading to the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood The smell of rancidity and blood came from the book, and the two men in black seemed to be envoys from hell, trying to tear up and swallow the innocent boy with bright stubborn eyes!

...It seems that something is wrong...

...Wait, isn't this seemingly innocent boy the one who caused the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood?

Gin suddenly remembered that Whiskey was not a weakling who could only sit and wait for death, but the one who created the scene of hell on earth just now with one hand, and also held his best chemical product in his hand!

It's just too slow.Before he had time to distance himself, a thick spray was sprayed towards him!

With a sudden force on his toes, Gin jumped back holding the collar of vodka, and because of inertia, even though the windbreaker pulled a section of hair back, there were still a few strands of hair stubbornly staying in place. Before he had time to escape, he was slightly touched by the white mist filled with pungent smell, and instantly melted in the air, not even a little ashes could be found.

Looking at the blond hair that was shortened in an instant, and the eyebrows under the black round-brimmed hat frowned, Gin backed up and fired several shots in the direction of Whiskey's escape without hesitation.

It's a pity that the acid mist that almost blocked the escape direction of the whiskey was so corrosive that several bullets turned into a molten iron ball and rolled down to the ground, turning into a small piece of iron, almost before they could fly out of the area. And those who barely escaped from the acid mist that blocked the entire space have also changed their shooting direction due to the change of shape.

However, Qin and Jiu were forced to retreat step by step by the constantly eroding magic acid, and had to retreat to the prison corridor full of the smell of rotting corpses.

When they confirmed that the danger was over and returned to the laboratory again, what was left for them was the corroded potholed ground and the empty laboratory.