Conan World's Fake Passerby Code

Gin found it very interesting, "That's not what your eyes say."

"Oh?" He Zhi tilted his head.

"The very interesting eyes... the eyes that want to kill people, the eyes that want to tear my body into pieces."

He Zhi blinked, "This gentleman probably got it wrong. No matter what I say, he almost became a policeman. The only thing I want now is to bring you to justice."

"Illegal possession of firearms, shooting and attempted murder, what else?"

Vodka was very at a loss as he watched his elder brother and He Zhizi confront each other, believed He Zhizi's words completely, and tried hard to think how to get his elder brother to spare her life.

However, Hezhi still stared at Gin's muzzle recklessly, "Do you want to consider turning yourself in? Uncle Jingwei and I are quite familiar. If I introduce you to surrender, you can add an extra chicken leg to your daily meal."

"Have you finished speaking?"

Gin raised the gun steadily, "I wanted to see what interesting things you were hiding, but I'm so stupid to hear so much nonsense from you."

"It's not nonsense."

He Zhi took two steps back, blocking Hui Yuanai tightly, "I called the police uncle before climbing the ladder, and he should be here by now."

There was a sound of rustling footsteps in the distance.

Unlike Conan's habit of scaring people, Ah Li Heori is a real woman who will come.

Gin's eyes turned cold.

Hezhi smiled brightly, "Call~call~qian~army~oh~"

"Bang bang bang!"

He Zhi turned his head and hugged Hui Yuanai and ran towards the fireplace where Hui Yuanai climbed up.

She understood the terror of the man named Gin very well.

Probably a swordsman's intuition or something?The man exuded a strong sense of oppression, similar to the aura exuded by Kyogoku Ma.

If I can't beat Kyogoku, I probably won't be able to beat Gin either.

The same is true of Gin's marksmanship, which is completely different from the random Okuda Lunaki he met before. It's like dodging on the tip of a knife. He just dodges one second, and the next second the bullets follow one after another.

Hezhi didn't even dare to pull out the big knife, and directly held the small white umbrella to resist the bullets that could not be avoided. When the bullets were not hit several times, the closed umbrella ribs would provide a buffer for the stray bullets, giving Hezhi spare time to dodge.

Gin’s Beretta M92F has the best ammunition capacity among pistols, but Hezhi is really good at dodging. The 15 rounds of bullets were quickly used up, but they couldn’t hit Hezhi at all. They are all jumping repeatedly on the edge of being shot, and they are both dangerous and dangerous.

Hezhi's ears were keen to hear the click of the trigger when Gin pulled it.

No more bullets!

During this empty period, Hezhi pulled Hui Yuanai and ran to the iron plate at the exit of the fireplace, and lifted the iron plate, "I am the queen! You go first, climb slowly, and be careful not to fall."

Damn little mouse!

Gin quickly took out the spare magazine from the windbreaker, and looked at Vodka, who had been holding a pistol on the side since the beginning, with murderous eyes.

"Vodka, shoot!"

Did I give you the gun to let you be my door god? ! !

Chapter 73 Ethnic Face Blindness

"Oh oh oh, got it, boss!"

Vodka nodded honestly and shot wildly, "Bang bang bang bang bang!!!"

The bullets were output crazily two meters away from the exit of the fireplace, and the strokes were not dared to stroke, for fear of being accidentally hit.

*organizes expletives*

Gin cursed, and the magazine in his hand was finally loaded, but Sherry had already slipped out of range, leaving only the mouse that was particularly annoying to dodge and was about to escape.

"Big! Brother! Ah!!!"

"boom!"

Gin was shaken by Vodka's sudden super loud voice, the bullet that was originally aimed at the head was tilted, and a bloody flower bloomed on the back of the little mouse.

When I wanted to take another shot, I felt a tingling pain in my shoulder, and the numbness spread from the tingling place to the surrounding nerves.

Gin suddenly turned around and shot, the wooden door behind him was slammed shut, the bullets left bullet holes in the door, the person at the door had already fled after the injection of the anesthesia needle early in the morning.

It's exciting to run away when you're done!

Gin: "Vodka..."

"Big brother! I just wanted to say that my bullets have also been shot..."

Looking at Gin's cold gaze, Vodka lowered his head cowardly, and explained in a low voice.

"Tsk!"

Gin heard the sound of the police coming upstairs from behind the door, and then looked at the half-open chimney hole.

He didn't forget the sound of metal clashing with the umbrella when he fired the gun. Ordinary umbrellas can't be bent head-on by bullets.

The numbness on his shoulders became more and more serious. The Gin man gritted his teeth and fired a shot at a place that could stimulate the pain nerves without affecting his combat effectiveness, using the pain to stay awake.

His eyes flickered, and he looked towards the place where the troublesome mouse had slipped in.

The height of two and a half meters is not difficult.

"go!"

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Shot in the back.

He Zhi gritted his teeth, a burst of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

It really hurts.Dad, mom, Mingmei... and Xiao Ai, have they all experienced such pain?

He Zhi looked down at Xiao Ai, who had been shot in the shoulder and moved down on both sides.

Xiao Ai should be in much more pain than herself.

The fireplace is seven or eight meters long and probably runs through one floor.With such a narrow passage and such a hard rock wall, if you jump directly, you may be seriously injured. At this time, the most fearful thing is that a Gin will pop up above your head to make up the knife. Fortunately, Gin is smart and careful enough.

Soon, Hui Yuanai fell to the ground first and got out from inside.

As soon as you step out of the fireplace, it's a Pisco.

"Sherry, it's really Sherry...Long time no see, you were still a baby when we last saw each other."

He Zhi: ...

Hui Yuanai backed up to the fireplace with a terrified look. As Pisco approached, the back of his head was completely exposed to He Zhi's attack range.

He Zhi walked out of the fireplace leisurely and lightly, and weighed the little white umbrella.

"Boom."

Masuyama Kensan fell to the ground happily.

"Thank you."

After relaxing, Hui Yuanai leaned against the wall weakly, looking at Hezhi.

When He Zhi looked at her, he turned his head away again, so that He Zhi could not see her face.

Although I have seen it just now, the more I watch it, the more likely I will be found to be similar to "Haihara Ai".

He Zhi had a very caring expression, completely unaware that the girl in front of him was very similar to his Xiao Ai.

"Slow down a bit, let's leave this room immediately. The two people just now will probably come back here, they have guns in their hands..."

"You know they have guns!"

Hui Yuan Ai's suppressed worry and anger surged out, "It's just a passerby who met by chance, don't worry about it, just hide and cherish yourself!"

"Mmmmmmm~"

He Zhi touched her head.

Being tall is a little uncomfortable, but fortunately, I am a head taller than Da Ai.

Her brown hair was still as soft and cool as ever.

"...You didn't listen, did you?"

"right."

The corners of He Zhi's mouth were raised, and a beautiful broken light flowed in his eyes.

How could I hide from you.

"But I am also a criminal! This is nothing more than criminals fighting each other..."

"Don't be silly."

He Zhi patted her forehead, "Everyone's life is very important."

Hui Yuanai pursed her mouth, and was about to say something else, when she suddenly felt dizzy, and the tearing pain seemed to crush all the cells in her body.

I'm going to change back!

"Aren't you looking for your sister? Go first, and I will leave this room as soon as possible."

Hui Yuanai endured the torture-like pain, his body swayed, and he grabbed Hezhi's shoulder and pushed it away.

"what happened to you?"

Hezhi held on to the door frame and patted her head worriedly, "It's so hot...are you sick?"

"I'm ok!"

Hui Yuanai gritted his teeth, "Take it as my lifelong request...leave quickly!"

"A lifelong request or something... OK."

He Zhi looked at Hui Yuan Ai's pained expression with distress, "Then in exchange, come and listen to my life's request."

"......Say."

"Your name is?"

"Grey... Palace..."

Haibara Ai hesitated, "...Shiho."

"Okay, Shiho."

It is obviously a name with no meaning, and the pronunciation is not very cute, but it sounds surprisingly nice when it comes from Hezhi.

It's been a long time... no one has called himself that.

He Zhi gently wiped the cold sweat off Hui Yuanai's forehead, gently hugged her into his arms and patted her on the back like a baby.

"My life's request...Compared with others, please take care of your own life more, and be more greedy for your own happiness, Shiho."

Hui Yuanai's eyes were already a little blurry, and she faintly saw the blood red around He Zhi's waist, He Zhi let her go, took two steps back, walked out of the room and closed the door.

"I have fulfilled your life's request, so I entrust you with my request."

There was silence in the room, except for two muffled hums.

"It's time for me to find my sister too, so Shiho, take care and see you again."

He Zhi stepped on the sound heavily, walked farther and farther, leaned against the wall a little weakly, let out another breath of cold air, covered his waist and moved away from the wall.

Turning his head, he saw that the snow-white walls had already been stained red.

After Shiho was worried, the gunshot wound on his waist happened or it happened a long time ago, but Hezhi didn't notice it.

This attention hurts like hell, and my footsteps also become erratic.

My whole body is hot, and my head is dizzy.

Wound infection?

He Zhi sighed, leaned on the wall and walked out lightly, wanting to take a taxi to the hospital.

However, as soon as he reached the fast door, he wobbled and swayed down.

Some lucky ones didn't fall to the ground, but fell into a bosom with a faint musky scent.

Chris looked at the blood-stained hand that caught He Zhi, thought for a while, and helped her onto the sofa.