158 Case11.The Truth of Two-Line Merging (2)

The metal machine clicked, and Leita was loaded.

The pitch-black muzzle of the gun pointed directly at the eyebrows of the primary school students on the ground. At the last moment, Amuro reached out and rotted Conan behind him: "Wait! โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ A little imp who doesn't know anything," he tried to suppress his horror, and smiled with his lips hooked, "There's no need to kill you, right?"

[It's so fast, and you can change your face quickly! ใ€‘

[Seeing this, I really realized the undercover literacy of Tou Ziyao, except for the close-up of the pupil constriction, his expression is really seamless, I am breathtaking]

[Don't say goodbye, just the sudden appearance of gin, I may have been scared away (namaste)]

[But this is also because Zhenyao is not mentally ready, who would have thought that Qin Ye Zhenyao is here??? ใ€‘

[U1S1, Pisco said that the boss will come, and it's normal for gin to appear...... Right? ใ€‘

[Xie ls, bossร— qin, knocked it (peaceful)]

ใ€๏ผŸ People's RPS still has to be in the same frame to make sugar, has the above Yao evolved to the point of knocking the air sugar Yao, I was shocked.jpg]

[Conan's perspective when I see Gin, I really have a cardiac arrest, the first reaction is to check if I have seen a fork, the second reaction is that Conan is dreaming, the first โ–กโ–ก should be, I may be looking at Yao Conan orz in a dream]

[Me too! It was confirmed several times before I believed that this was the real plot, and Conan did hit under Gin's nose!! ใ€‘

[So many theatrical versions didn't bring Yao's heartbeat to beat faster, I actually experienced it in the comics, Thank you old thief (melancholy cigarette)]

[Actually, I'm not too nervous, after all, there is a penetrating gun in front (?) ๏ผ‰ใ€‘

[SRDS, now it's hard to protect yourself, right? I think it's more likely, pulling out the radish and bringing out the mud, one by one, all planted here.

[What, actually, I kind of want to see ......]

ใ€โ€ฆโ€ฆใ€‘

[I am guilty, and I am also (whispering)]

[Calm down! Thoko can sneak back from the boss Yao with all his beards and tails, which means that his undercover identity has not been suspected! ใ€‘

In fact, Amuro has no bottom in his heart.

The inside of the important Yao Research Institute was rashly broken into by a strange child, and it was probably more likely that Gin would defend him and solve the problem together than to let him go lightly.

Amuro Toru is completely gambling, Conan's identity is too important, whether it is Belmode Ao's attention, knowing Akai Shuichi, or having a close relationship with Tang Zeyu, he can't let him die here.

There was silence in the corridor. Gin didn't speak, and his dark green pupils slowly narrowed, examining what Yao's eyes were, like a beast ready to attack to observe its prey.

In the air, the blade of the sword is like substance, and the intelligence dealer is at ease, and under the mask of Yao, a layer of cold sweat breaks out on Amuro's back.

A moment later, the muzzle of his gun was slightly raised, but he did not immediately move away.

"Since it's one, I don't know anything...... "Gin sneered, "Is it necessary to protect him like this?" โ€

- Bourbon used this logic to block Gin, and at the same time, he himself fell into the same paradox.

If Conan Yao is indeed an insignificant imp, he is also sorry for...

Why should he care whether he lives or dies?

Toru Amuro had already dealt with this, and he blurted out fluently: "The boss let me take him away." โ€

The boy behind him shook. But Amuro didn't have time to answer Conan's puzzle: Pulque led him to the boss, and now he asked him to take Conan in the text message, so rounding up, he said that the boss was not wrong to let him take Conan.

Gin didn't make a sound, his eyes narrowing slightly, as if assessing the credibility of his words.

A drop of cold sweat slid down his cheeks, a little itchy, but Amuro couldn't bother to wipe it. Behind him was Conan, who hid most of his body behind Amuro's pant legs, his eyes timidly poking out from behind, looking like a harmless child.

Gin's tone rose slightly: "This little ghost ......"

Oops!

This tone is the precursor of doubt, Conan was afraid that he would say things like "where have you seen it" and "familiar", so he took a step forward and shook Amuro's trouser leg preemptively: "Brother, who is this?" โ€

At the critical moment, Conan simply broke out to play the best acting skills of the child, and he was willing to bow down to his performance in front of Mao Lilan. The immaturity and panic in his voice are vivid, no matter who looks at him, this is just an ordinary Yao primary school student.

Exposed on the outer skin, you can almost feel the gaze that looks at you, as sharp and cold as ice.

Conan got goosebumps on his arm, and he didn't dare turn to Gin, so he had to look up and stare at Amuro's blonde hair covering Yao's earlobes.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€

Toru Amuro barely held the corners of his mouth twitching. He reacted immediately, and answered casually and blandly: "Don't look. โ€

"But I'm afraid ......"

"What else are you afraid of?"

The two of you and I exchanged acting skills, and finally dispelled Gin's suspicions a little.

The pitch-black muzzle of the gun was raised coldly on the side for a moment, and slowly drooped down.

Gin sneered: "...... You don't know anything. โ€

"What should I know?" Amuro smirked.

He tilted his head and put on a puzzled expression. Gin didn't give him a chance to spy on Yao, he put down his gun and picked up a cigarette casually: "If you want to go, hurry up." It's going to be abandoned. โ€

- Abandoned?

Amuro immediately remembered the method of organizing the tail sweep to clean up Yao, and Gin's words were equivalent to saying that this place was about to explode. He asked quietly, "Then why are you here?" Ignition? โ€

"Go and solve someone." Gin said briefly and coldly.

Without further ado, he stepped forward and disappeared into the hallway.

Until there was no longer that black coat in the field of vision, the barrage was still immersed in an unbelievable dreamy atmosphere.

[This is Qin Ye? How could he let Conan go so easily, the protagonist's aura must be too big! ใ€‘

[I rebelled against the old thief, if you don't give Conan and Toko a shot, this plot can't be passed by me! ] ใ€‘

[But in Gin's eyes, Conan Yao is indeed just an ordinary Yao elementary school student...... Belmode will let Judy go, and it shouldn't matter if there is no threat to the little ghost. ใ€‘

[What is it that he was interrupted by Conan, "This little ghost is a little familiar"? ใ€‘

[Although Conan guessed so, I don't think it's definitely the case.] You know, this is a gin-chan! ใ€‘

[Grass, I just remembered it when I said it, and Gin didn't know that Kudo Shinichi ...

Who (can't laugh or cry)]

[Whether he remembers it or not, when he met this time, Conan Yao's appearance must have left an impression. In the future, when the investigation organization is over, I will be tied up (sigh)]

[Oh, yes, there used to be only one little mourning that couldn't be seen by Gin, and now Conan has also joined the peek-a-boo luxury package? ใ€‘

[Peek-a-boo, laughing to death, vivid image]

[But I think this plot is really good to go high and low, I thought I was going to break a fierce news, but in fact nothing happened......]

[What gave you the confidence to walk low, did you choose one of the three daily lives before? ] Usually, you screamed as soon as Qin Ye showed a car shadow, but now that his face is out, there are still people picking and choosing...... Expelled me from the piano (annoyed)]

[Same as ls, my heart: [Are you okay.jpg]]

[Maybe it's because Yao's psychological expectations were too high before.] Gray Yuan was tied up, and Touzi's side was even more life-and-death, two particularly critical plots, as soon as the latest picture came out, the two of them were fine...... I'll be disappointed if I change it, too]

[It's just that it's okay now, don't forget that they haven't actually come out of the institute yet!] It's not certain what will happen next.]

[Rather than the climax collision, I would rather see this encounter as a foreshadowing? The amount of information in Qin Ye's words is still quite large, for example, this research institute is about to be abandoned (referring to the explosion)]

[And! He's going to solve a person, who is this person? ใ€‘

[Snipe me!] Snipe me! Jean-chan, please don't carelessly slap Bo Leita in my mouth! (Flies rub their hands)ใ€‘

[Unknown creatures are mixed in the barrage.,Quickly fork LS out for me (annoyed)]

[I see...... Wait, so could it be, that's why Gin didn't shoot Yao? Now that the institute is about to be abandoned, the important research materials inside must have been transferred, and I guess that the building is just an underground shell. Because there is nothing in it, Gin will put Conan on the horse. ใ€‘

[Hiss-yes, so the logic makes sense!] ใ€‘

This is what happened before Gin came to pick him up, and the brief appearance of Yao made the barrage feel like riding a roller coaster, rushing to the highest point and falling sharply.

Tang Zeyu was a little gloating and happy.

Pulque's Messages are like a ghost, arriving at every corner, reminding Amuro of the direction of the Leaf. It's hard not to think that he is being closely monitored, but in fact, it turns out that the timing of these text messages was planned by Tang Zeyu in advance.

As long as you know the floating range of Amuro's pace and then estimate Conan's reading speed, you can make Amuro and Conan meet outside the room.

The same is true for gin's appearance.

This is not a narrow road coincidence, but a deliberate attempt by the precise calculation.

Tang Zeyu flipped back to the comics and re-read this paragraph again, but this time, he found something else.

"You smoked?"

Some people smoke their own cigarettes, but they replace their mint cigarettes with sugar.

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bsp; Tang Zeyu said with a straight face: "I'm down." โ€

Holding his arm but not moving.

Gin didn't look at him, his eyes focused on the closed door in front of him. The dark green eyes narrowed slightly, like a large cat locking onto its prey, which was carefully calculating what Yao's eyes.

His voice deepened.

...

"If you just walk in like that......"

Behind the door is Pisco Waiting. Witnessing the scene of Conan pretending to be Ginjiu and killing Ash Plains, he retreats to his room and never comes out again.

Conan saw the red dots on his glasses and thought that Pisco was still out of fear of her. It's not wrong to think like this, but what he's really afraid of Yao is not Gin, but the mobile phone received Yao, from the boss Yao's order.

Tang Zeyu briefly instructed in the text message: [Stand by now. ใ€‘

Directly carrying himself in, Gin Yao's dissatisfaction will not be dissipated, Pisco must be surprised.

Tang Zeyu raised his eyebrows for a while: "Try it?" โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€

"Keep going," Tang Zeyu urged him, "I want to see it too." โ€

Gin didn't continue, instead, he bent down and gently lowered him.

Tang Zeyu stood firm on his shoulders and sighed in disappointment.

In the concept of gin, the research institute belongs completely to the territory of the organization. In the previous 20 years, there was no invasion here, and all the secrets of Yao were sealed and well protected.

And now, the hidden Yao Territory has drilled into a few rats that don't have long eyes.

Gin appeared in front of the two of them in a threatening manner, and the panicked expression of Yao Yao could indeed alleviate his disturbance and Yao Yan's irritability. But in essence, he is still in a state of hiding his head and tail, and he cannot be known.

Dissatisfaction is constantly suppressed by reason, like a spring that is tight to the limit, and when it rebounds, the compensation will only be more.

In his deep voice, Tang Zeyu heard a certain mood of being ready to go, and Gin was on the edge of danger, but when he agreed, he began to restrain himself.

โ€ฆโ€ฆ I still want to appreciate Pisco's expression.

Tang Zeyu walked forward disappointedly, but was suddenly hit by a strong force on the shoulder.

The world briefly hung upside down, his back hitting the wall, but the back of his head was clasped by the big hand that had been prepared for a long time.

Gin pressed him against the wall, tilted his head, and his silver hair covered the ground.

This kiss was shallow and deep, and the soft touch was first grinding on the lips, and when Tang Zeyu was fumigated, he was a little confused, and as soon as he relaxed, his lower lip suddenly stabbed.

The sharp canine teeth bit on it, and the lips and tongue took advantage of the weakness, carefully licking the dentition and priing open the teeth. The roof of the palate and the bottom of the tongue left the smell of gin, and the invasion was too deep, and Tang Zeyu almost had the illusion of melting Yao.

The strong tobacco gas is driven straight in.

When the shadow of the covered leaf left, Yuyao Karazawa's breathing was already rapid, and the thin crimson of the leaf quickly spread in the corners of his eyes. He was pushed by Gin on the edge of the passage, and behind him was clinging to the cold metal wall, but the palms of his hands protecting the back of his head were warm, and his body temperature was almost soaked through the soft hair.

Gin hadn't fully gotten up yet, and his forehead was loosely touched. The hot breath of the breath swept across the side of his neck, and he smiled lowly, "Sweet Yao." โ€

It's okay not to say this, as soon as he said it, Tang Zeyu immediately remembered the box of cigarette candy that was missing two pounds and two leaves. There was still a trace of sweetness on the tip of his tongue, but it was completely swept away by the other party in the โ–กโ–ก exchange, leaving only the bitter tobacco gas pressing on the bottom of his tongue, which still lingers.

Tang Zeyu angrily stepped on his gin shoes.

*

...

The silver-haired man at the end had long since left, but Conan's heart was still beating wildly.

In half a minute of confronting Yao, he had the illusion of being clutched by a beast. It was the ancient ancestor of mankind, who instinctively feared when facing natural enemies alone on the grassland, his breathing was stiff, and for a moment he almost paused his physical signsโ€”

It took a long time for him to get out of this state of suspended animation.

At this time, his mind had been stagnant for a long time, and Conan followed Amuro through two long corridors in a daze, and finally remembered another red dot on his glasses.

Gray Plains mourning!

Conan came to his senses in a flash, completely out of the chaos of being unable to think. He immediately pressed his temples and pulled up the map, but the results on them were heart-wrenching.

The red dot of Gray Plains Wailing has disappeared, and she has left the range of the badge Yao.

"......" Conan gritted his teeth with an ugly face.

Reason told him that Gin had already appeared in the underground research institute, and if he stayed for even a second, the danger would increase exponentially.

He should have left immediately, but now that Gray Yuan is missing and Pisco is still in the institute, even if he escapes now, it is only a suspended death sentence, which is tantamount to a slow death in the final analysis.

He tugged at Amuro's chest and was about to look up to tell him about it. At this moment, there was a rustling sound from the earphones.

Pisco Yao's voice said respectfully, "Boss." โ€

Conan Yao's eyes instantly lit up!

Amuro leaned down in confusion, and Conan changed his plan in a flash, asking another question instead.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Did 'that gentleman' let you come here? โ€

Conan was divided between two parts, waiting for Amuro to answer Yao, while nervously monitoring the movement of the eavesdropper in the headphones. As a result, he also missed the fleeting emotions in Amuro's pupils.

It was a mixture of oddity and tangle, and Conan didn't notice it.

Receiving Amuro's reply, he stood still, his mind thinking at high speed.

A series of changes are in full swing, and it seems that they all revolve around the movement of the boss.

Pisco kidnapped Gray Plains to the research institute because of the arrival of the boss Yao; The same is true for the disappearance of the valley and the appearance of the gin leaf.

But why did the boss come here, because the institute was about to be abandoned, did he want to come back to see it for the last time?

Without waiting for Conan to think deeply, there was an intermittent noise in the headphones. Pisco Yao's breath was mixed with a rustling sound, almost inaudible, and there was fear in it, but it was transmitted very vividly.

Click.

There was a click, but Conan hadn't reacted yet, and half a second later he suddenly realized: This is exactly the sound of the Yao that I had just heard, and Leita opened the safe!

The bugging device was hidden by Conan in the collar of the back of Pisco's neck, and the sound was so clear that it meant that the muzzle of the gun was almost on the door of Pisco's head. Cold sweat dripped, and at this moment, being pointed at Patricko must be more anxious and fearful than Conan, the eavesdropper.

His voice trembled with his breath, and he kept repeating rapidly, "You can't kill me." You can't kill me......"

"This is the boss Yao's order." Gin's voice came coldly.

It was Yao's deep voice that had just met on a narrow road, and because of the distance before, the echoes of the corridor were superimposed, making his Yao's frequency change a little...

Move. There is no such problem through the bugging, the sound penetrates the eardrum, just like the horror of the god of death is leaning down to the ear to speak, and the back of Conan's neck stands on end for a moment!

Even so, he resisted his fear and reached out to hold the headphones tighter.

From the context of Pisco Yao, it is not difficult to judge that the boss should be next to the two of them. There were at least three people in the room, but the so-called boss kept silent.

Gin announced the trial on his behalf: "The last time the assassination plan was revealed, your appearance has been uploaded to the Internet by reporters. โ€

"How so?" Pisco Yao's voice was so shocked that it split, "No, I didn't, I also wanted to complete the task of organizing Yao, this time Yao's mistake was not intentional Yao, I can sweep the tail, please wait-"

He didn't finish the last word.

Panicked to the point of incoherent speech, ending in an earth-shattering gunshot. At that moment, Conan's brain seemed to be pierced by a bullet, and the whole person froze straight in place.

Amuro looked back in confusion, and Conan blinked sluggishly. After eavesdropping on the information, it was finally integrated into a complete concept in his mind, and Conan realized that Pisco was dead.

โ€ฆโ€ฆ After entering the research institute, Conan was vigilant and vigilant for a long time, and he had a headache for a long time, and he actually died in such an understatement of Yao's shot.

"Solve a person", solve Yao is actually Pisco.

The huge gap makes Conan feel almost light and ridiculous. He felt that everything was a little ridiculous, from Pisco finding out about Gray Yuan's identity, carefully planning to take her away, and finally shooting her neatly. He was about to look up to tell Amuro when another sound came from the headphones.

From beginning to end, there was no opening for another person to move.

The footsteps were unhurried, and the frequency gradually approached steadily, Conan realized something in an instant, his pupils shrank, and he stubbornly pressed the urge to flee from the road, wedged himself in place like a steel nail.

The sound of the clothes rubbing against the squirting was amplified countless times, the bugging device was pinched out of the back collar by a hand, and a young man laughed softly.

He said, "Oh? โ€

This is in the headphones, and the last sound is heard.

Tang Zeyu put one hand in his pocket, slowly paced behind Pisco, and reached out to pinch out a round piece. With a click, the electronic component snapped between the fingers, turning into two pieces of scrap metal and falling thinly to the ground.

"The identity of 'Kenzo Tsuyama' is dead." He said lightly, "Got it? โ€

Kneeling on the ground, Papsco was embarrassed, his face was covered with transparent liquid, and his suit trembled uncontrollably, only knowing how to nod blindly.

Tang Zeyu laughed: "I will clean up the things after my death." โ€

Silent on the other end of the eavesdropper, Conan was unconsciously covered in a cold sweat.

TBC.