she's a rose she's a gun

Do you still remember the movie version of Detective Conan "No. 14 Targets"?

It seemed to be a very distant sentence, but it brought the dazed civilization back to reality. Her arm holding the gun stopped falling, and her cloudy eyes gradually became clear.

Looking up at Mu Yang, I saw that man was looking at me firmly, with an encouraging smile on his face, and his eyes were full of decisive courage and trust that almost overflowed his eyes.

Civilization's heart suddenly twitched, and his thoughts suddenly drifted to a day more than half a year ago.

"What are you watching?" Mu Yang, who had just finished a shower, wiped his hair and walked into the living room, only to see Wenming staring at the TV intently.

Civilization, who turned back after hearing the sound, grinned, and with a big smile, stretched out his arms like a large husky: "Detective Conan!"

Mu Yang: "..."

Seeing Mu Yang's speechless expression, Wen Wen hurriedly jumped off the sofa, pulled her to his side, and snuggled together on the large toffee chair.

"Let's watch it together. This is an early theatrical version. The quality is very high. I learned a lot from it."

Mu Yang, who had a headache, pressed his temples, lying upright in Wen Wenming's arms, and asked casually, "What's the name of this movie?"

""No.14 Goals"."

Wen Wenming took a deep breath, his hands gradually began to turn cold, but in the astonishment of Lan Jinghe, the muzzle of the gun that had been lowered was slowly raised again.

"What do you want to do?!" Lan Jinghe yelled crazily, the strength in his hands became stronger, Mu Yang clenched his teeth tightly, despite the pain that seemed to be crushing his bones, he still didn't say a word.

Civilization is her hope.

At the other end of the city in the distance, Hu Yuanhao was furious when he saw the scene where he found nothing.

"Damn! Didn't you say there was an explosion here? Where is it? Not even a hair! The sensor is broken, and the monitoring team is blind, right?"

No wonder he was so angry, two cars of policemen arrived at the high-end villa under the name of Mu Yang, but found nothing after a round of investigation. Originally, he was very interested in the big iron door that was tightly closed and could not be opened in the on-site kitchen , but received a report from the monitoring team at this time, saying that an explosion/explosion/object was detected fifteen kilometers away, and Mu Yang appeared on the nearby monitor.

So the group could only hastily finish the survey here, leaving two people on duty, and hurried to the area fifteen kilometers away.

However, when they arrived, they found that the so-called explosion/explosion/movement was just a problem with the monitoring sensor, and the figure that looked like Mu Yang had long since disappeared without a trace.

"Fucking me?! Are you fucking kidding me?!" Hu Yuanhao kicked the trash can next to him, and yelled at the subordinates who stayed in the police station into his mobile phone.

After being addicted to scolding, after hanging up the phone, he resentfully wanted to put the phone back in his pocket, but suddenly his eyes froze and he squinted at his phone.

Two seconds later, he rushed to Yang Dongliang in two steps at a time, put his hand on his shoulder excitedly, and asked incoherently, "Where's the phone? The phone! The phone!"

Yang Dongliang, who was directing the scene, was confused: "What? What mobile phone?"

"Mu Yang's cell phone! Did you locate her after she disappeared?!" Hu Yuanhao asked through gritted teeth.

Yang Dongliang turned his head away, and after a while he spoke: "That phone...may not be in Mu Yang's hands."

"Whose hands is that in?...Ah!" Hu Yuanhao looked at Yang Dongliang who was hesitant to speak, clenched his fists angrily, and slammed him on the shoulder as he passed by.

He dialed the phone immediately, pacing back and forth impatiently while waiting for the busy signal.

"No one answered!" He thumped in his heart, thought for a moment, and immediately grabbed the walkie-talkie: "Monitoring room, monitoring room! Send someone to the Criminal Investigation Office!"

After a while, an anxious voice came from the intercom: "Group Leader Hu, Xiao Wang was knocked out on the ground! Civilization is gone!"

"TMD!" Hu Yuanhao resisted the urge to smash the walkie-talkie to the ground, and continued to growl: "Find me the location of Muyang's phone! Immediately! I want the address now!"

"Others, get in the car with me!" Throwing the walkie-talkie into his subordinate's arms, he yelled at the policemen who were working not far away, ran into the car like lightning, and shouted at the driver: "Drive!"

After finishing all this, while anxiously tapping the window glass with his fingers, he stared viciously at Yang Dongliang, Xiao Han and Da Biao who were sitting across from him, making them feel hairy.

Civilization, where have you been?Yang Dongliang avoided Hu Yuanhao's gaze, looked at the flashing police lights outside the window, and said something silently in his heart.

In front of the empty abandoned factory building, Wen Ming kept raising his hands, and finally aimed his gun at Lan Jinghe!

Stimulated by the sudden change, Lan Jinghe turned into a crazy beast. He shouted at Civilization with all his strength: "You're fucking crazy! If you dare to move, I'll shoot you!"

In that roar, civilization seemed to see the picture broadcast on the TV that day through the bewildered night again.

"Oh, Yingli has been hijacked!" Mu Yang sat up excitedly.

Civilization is a bit funny, who was reluctant just now, but now he is getting into the drama quickly.Thinking of this, she also focused her eyes on the screen, and saw Fei Yingli being held in her arms by the criminal, and opposite, Mori Kogoro stood with a gun.

"Didn't I remember that Uncle Mao Li was a sharpshooter? He should be able to hit criminals." Mu Yang turned his head and looked at Wen Wenming.

Wenming squinted his eyes at the confrontation on the screen, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

"Bang!" When the screen changed, Mori Kogoro shot Hieiri in the leg!

"What!" Mu Yang sat up excitedly. She pressed the pause button and looked back at Wenming impatiently: "This level is too bad! Don't shoot if you are not sure. Here comes my wife!"

Wenming didn't look at Mu Yang, but continued to press the play button silently, his eyes full of seriousness.

On the screen, Fei Yingli fell to the ground after being shot in the leg, and the criminal was stunned. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mori Kogoro's second shot had arrived and shot the criminal in the shoulder!

"Sure enough." Wen Wenming also pressed the pause button, smiled at Mu Yang who was puzzled in front of him, and patiently explained to her: "Look, it's not that Uncle Mao Li's marksmanship is not good, but that at that time the criminal Eri's body was in front of him, and he couldn't aim. The reason why Eri was shot first was to save the hostages.

The moment the injured hostage falls to the ground, the criminal's body will be exposed, which will give the police on the opposite side a chance to shoot the criminal. At the same time, the injured hostage is a burden to the criminal. There is no way to escape with her. "

"Oh!" Mu Yang suddenly realized and nodded, "That's why Uncle Mao Li is very confident in his marksmanship, so he dared to shoot this first shot, just to save Yingli."

"Yeah, I didn't expect Uncle Mao Li to be so thoughtful and accurate with his marksmanship. More importantly, when he shot at his beloved woman, he was so decisive. I started to admire him." Wen Wen took Mu Yang back. In my arms, I said sincerely.

The smoke dissipated, and the scene in front of Wenming's eyes changed from Mu Yang leaning on him to a scene of being hijacked by Lan Jinghe in pain on the opposite side.

She paused, trying to control the trembling in her body, focusing all her attention on the muzzle and trigger.

Calm down, you can do it, Mu Yang is waiting for you.

civilization……

Mu Yang's viscera tightened in distress. She knew how difficult this decision was for Wenming. If Wenming's gun was aimed at her, the one who suffered more must be Wenming.

But she looked at Wenming with piercing eyes, and at this moment, her heart was also attached to her body, pouring into her the infinite power to shoot at her own body!

The moment the trigger was about to be pulled, Lan Jinghe, who had nowhere to go, suddenly regained his composure, and asked in his sweet and greasy voice, "Are you sure you can shoot accurately?"

Although the sound was not loud, it pierced the sky like a thunderbolt in the silent night.

Mu Yang's heart trembled, she glanced suspiciously at Lan Jinghe, and suddenly realized, she looked at Wen Wenming anxiously.

Sure enough, civilization felt as if struck by lightning, its originally stable hands trembled visibly to the naked eye, and its eyes became hollow in an instant.

civilization……

Lan Jinghe's voice sounded out of place again: "I don't know what you are going to do, but I think you'd better weigh it yourself before shooting. Seeing how you look, are you really aiming right?"

Wen Wenming's face turned from snow white to red in an instant, she almost crushed one of her back molars, the veins on her face burst out, and she suppressed the anger that wanted to explode in her whole head.

She was mad at herself.

After Mu Yang disappeared, he hadn't slept for almost three whole days, and he didn't eat properly, and he just had a fight with the police guarding him. In the howling cold wind, his already broken body was really Can you aim at Mu Yang's leg and pass it perfectly?

She knew the answer was no.

"Damn it!" After all, she still screamed at the sky in hatred, beating her trembling legs violently with one hand.

"So don't play any tricks, put down the gun obediently! I'll say it one last time, put down the gun!" Lan Jinghe yelled at Wenming again, he was almost impatient.

Civilization stared at his red eyes, but involuntarily put the gun on the ground with one hand, as if that hand was no longer under his control.

Is there really no other way...

"Civilization!" A difficult voice came out of Mu Yang's mouth, and she tried to widen her exhausted eyes, looking clearly at the person who made her feel sad.

Next, she sensed her right arm. Although the numbness caused by the recoil of the gun had subsided partly, her right arm was still tightly held by the left-handed Lan Jinghe, even though her right hand was still in her arms. Holding Sun Xuao's gun, he still couldn't move it at all.

Sure enough, that's why he didn't unload his gun...

She tried to hook her right index finger, and was relieved to find that it could still move.

From this angle, it might seem a bit heavy, but it's just right...

Mu Yang took a deep breath, then looked at Wenming with a smile, as if there was a bend of water in her eyes, and then, under the shocked eyes of the other two, she pulled the trigger without hesitation!

The bullet pierced Mu Yang's right calf fiercely, and then stopped in the wall behind screaming with warm blood.

What you can't do, I will do it...

After being shot, Mu Yang's body softened, and he quickly slipped from Lan Jinghe's hands.

Lan Jinghe was so shocked that he was still in a daze, and he hadn't realized what happened, but when he realized it, it was already too late!

A bullet roared into his chest.

Looking down at the big hole in his chest in disbelief, hot blood was gurgling out from it, he closed his eyes, refused to accept everything and took two steps back, muttering "Impossible...Impossible... ..."

Then finally fell to the ground with a "boom".

Civilized cheetahs flashed to Lan Jinghe's side, kicked his pistol/gun away at the first moment, and then quickly ran to Mu Yang without even looking at him, and hugged her in his arms. Her warm touch almost burned her skin, and the suffering of so many days and nights turned into the sweetness and distress of reunion at this moment.

"Don't move...don't sleep...I'll stop the bleeding for you..." Big drops of tears dripped down Wen Wenming's face onto Mu Yang's face, and Mu Yang, who was in a semi-comatose state, felt a burst of familiar warmth, After desperately opening his eyes, he saw Wenming tearing his clothes into strips while crying, and burying his head in his ankles.

"Fool, don't cry, the last shot was accurate..." A weak voice sounded, and before Wenming could react, he felt a cold but affectionate finger gently brushing his cheek.

"Mu Yang..." The sobbing sound stuck in Wen Wenming's throat. She wanted to cry loudly, but she was afraid that Mu Yang would worry about her because of the blood from her injured leg.

"I'm fine, is it the sound of an ambulance?" Mu Yang reluctantly stood up, and seemed to hear the siren of the ambulance getting closer and closer in the distance.

"Yes! There is also the siren! I secretly recorded the sound of Lan Jing and Roar just now, and sent it to Lao Yang in my pocket. Fortunately, I adjusted the page to the dialogue with Lao Yang before I came." Wenming took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and shook it in front of Mu Yang while laughing and crying.

"By the way, there is also your mobile phone. I will keep it safe." She suddenly remembered something, took out Mu Yang's mobile phone from another pocket, and handed it to her.

Seeing the phone intact in front of him, Mu Yang suddenly remembered the scene when he entrusted the phone to Wenming for safekeeping when he was parting that day.

"Thank you." She said with a heartfelt sigh, and held Wenming's hand tightly.

Wen Wenming's scorching eyes seemed to be fixed on Mu Yang's body, her eyes were full of tenderness, after a while, she wiped away her tears, sucked her nose sharply, and seeing that Mu Yang's bleeding had stopped, she reluctantly let go. She raised her hand, pointed to Lan Jing and the other side: "I'll go and have a look."

"Yeah." Mu Yang smiled weakly.

Wen Wen carefully laid Mu Yang on the ground, walked to Lan Jinghe's side, and looked coldly at his convulsed body due to excessive blood loss.

"You still lose after all."

Lan Jinghe spat out a mouthful of blood, turned his cloudy eyes with difficulty, fixed them on Wenming's body, and said softly, "...No...not completely lost."

"You'd better talk less, and try to hold on until the ambulance comes. Do you hear that, dozens of police cars are coming here, what escape route do you have?" Although Wen Wenming said so, he knelt down and blocked to heal his wounds and help slow the flow of blood.

Looking at her movements, Lan Jinghe tore at the corners of his mouth, trying his best to put on a smile, and seemed to be muttering to himself.

"What did you say?" Because his voice was too low, Wenming frowned and had to put his ears on it.

"I said, there is another bomb..." Lan Jinghe's voice pierced into Wenming's ears clearly like a small snake, but in an instant it froze the blood in Wenming's body into ice.

The author has something to say:

This chapter comes from the theatrical version of Detective Conan "No. 14 Targets". The early theatrical versions are all good.

Guess where the bomb is?

Preview of the next chapter: Another difficult story is over, it's time for the two to get tired of being together sweetly~