Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Chapter 176 1 is on the verge of breaking out

Yun Xianhe didn't know what the people in the audience were thinking.

After taking his position, he pulled out his baton from his sleeve and signaled to the members of the orchestra.

With a flick of his wrist, a relaxing tune sounded, as if opening the prelude to another world.

The never-before-heard tune instantly captured the audience's attention.

Vermouth looked at the thin figure with interest. The music in her ears unfolded a series of bizarre pictures in front of her, like the whispers of God.

In terms of music, this guy is one of the best.

Vermouth thought of something and glanced at Gin beside her.

The other person was wiping his Beretta with a handkerchief, his eyes revealing undisguised excitement and bloodthirstiness.

Rum was playing with his cell phone, and it was unclear whether he was recording or editing text messages.

Looking at the perverted smile on the other person's mouth, he probably expressed his satisfaction with the interesting things he discovered on this trip.

None of the people had any intention of taking action now.

The song ended, and when the last note fell, the audience burst into thunderous applause.

Vermouth looked at Gin who raised his gun and clapped along with the other spectators.

"pity."

Gin pointed the muzzle of the gun with a silencer at the man who was giving a thank-you speech on the stage and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The other party seemed to have discovered something, and instantly stood up straight and raised the baton in his hand.

The bullet's trajectory deflected and hit the large crystal chandelier above.

The sound of music caused by the unexpected conduct mixed with the exclamations of the crowd.

The young man on the stage calmly bowed to everyone under the shadow of the crystal chandelier.

In front of everyone's witness, he was hit hard under the chandelier.

"what!!!"

"Oh my god!!!"

“Hurry up and save him!!”

The scene was chaotic.

Several performers who were close to the stage almost dropped their guitars on the ground because of shaking hands.

The moment the light fell, they had even decided where to bury themselves.

But the strange thing was that the light was like a locator and only hit the commander.

Even the scattered crystal blocks only hit their trouser legs and did not cause them any injuries.

The person closest to him swallowed hard and muttered in his heart.

There was no sound for such a long time. Could the conductor have been crushed to death on the spot?

He mustered up the courage to stand up and take a look. His face turned pale as he trembled as he shouted, "What's going on?"

“People, people are missing!”

There was nothing beneath the fragments of the crystal chandelier.

It was like the ending note of the song just played - like the blank space after waking up from a dream.

·

"Long time no see - how was your trip these days, Mr. Killer?"

Yun Xianhe, standing in the back alley, looked at Gin, who was wearing a gas mask, holding a pistol and a grenade in one hand, and the veins on his forehead twitched.

Could it be that the other party thought that he couldn't block the bomb?

You know what, it’s really a bit difficult without using magic.

Vermouth leaned against the wall and looked at the gentle young man, supporting her chin with her fingers:

"Gin, would you like to introduce yourself?"

"Hmph, when we catch him, cut off his tongue first."

The lights in the back alley were dim.

The wild cat next to the trash can looked at the group of humans who broke into its home, arched its body and made a shrill cry.

Yun Xianhe glanced at the black cat and raised his eyebrows:

"Black Cat——"

boom!

"Meow!!"

The bullet grazed the black cat's head and went through the trash can nearby.

The loud noise and tiny sparks scared away the stray cats, marking the first act of this 'reunion'.

As usual, the top 1 winery fired a few preemptive shots.

Seeing Yun Xianhe raise his baton,

Gin bit off the pull ring of the grenade, threw it behind the opponent, put on brass knuckles and rushed forward.

Bombs block the road, and fists force the face.

Vodka, who was standing aside, looked at him eagerly, holding a gun filled with anesthetic in his hand.

Just wait until this bastard gets into a stalemate with his boss, and then shoot him down with one shot!

"Oh my, what's wrong? Why are you so angry?"

"Isn't it fun to be in the capital of romance? Beautiful music, fine arts, beautiful scenery... everything is available, not to mention beautiful women?"

Boom!

The bomb exploded and the crowd in the distance, unaware of the truth, screamed.

Yun Xianhe turned his head to avoid Gin's punch, and the two of them retreated at the same time and hid behind a telephone pole.

Heat waves, flames, and smoke rolled in. Yun Xianhe, who was close by, raised his cloak to block the debris flying in from the explosion.

The only two street lights in the back alley flickered a few times, then went out with a snap.

Amid the explosion, everyone stood still and adjusted themselves to the sudden darkness.

Yun Xianhe, whose escape route was blocked, patted his cloak and fixed his gaze again on the other side, where Vermouth seemed to have no intention of participating in the fight.

When he turned to Gin again, there was a hint of understanding in his tone:

"Mr. Killer, you are so lucky. I thought you and vodka were a perfect match."

"you wanna die!"

One sentence offends three people.

Rum, who had touched a wall at some point, laughed unceremoniously, holding a video recorder in his hand.

Most of the relationships among the code name members are just gloating over others' misfortunes and being sarcastic to each other.

The last time we shared a common hatred for a common enemy was last time.

Vermouth, who originally intended to watch the show, looked at the man who was fighting Gin with ease with a fake smile.

He pulled out a dagger from his boots and stabbed the opponent in the back.

"Little brother, there will be a price to pay for spreading rumors."

"Oh? Isn't that so?"

When Yun Xianhe said this, his tone seemed a little regretful.

He tilted his head to avoid it, and the tip of the dagger brushed against the skin of his neck, almost drawing a bloody line.

In this alley that was not favored by Yue Guan, the man with a bandage on his eyes could see more clearly than these killers who had been lingering in the dark for a long time.

The one-on-one fight turned into a two-on-one.

Although the two winery killers with melee weapons in their hands have never cooperated with each other, it can be considered as a situation where 1+1 is greater than 2, which temporarily puts Yun Xianhe at a disadvantage.

Yun Xianhe raised his cloak to block the anesthetic needle in Vodka's hand and took a half step back.

Looking at the big guy wearing sunglasses in the dark, he sighed with pity:

"You're not being nice, Vodka. Although I forced you to go to bed early last time, you can't be so mad, right?"

"Shut up!"

What nonsense is this person talking about!

"Ah? Little brother, you like this one?"

"No, no, I don't like any of the people here."

"Oh? You don't like any of them? Then what do you think of me, your sister?"

The Thousand-Faced Witch approached with a teasing look, her eyes filled with murderous intent.

Yun Xianhe pinched the dagger that Vermouth was slashing at him with two fingers, broke it, spun around, and used inertia to throw the broken knife towards Vodka.

With her weapon broken, Vermouth was stunned for just a moment.

She looked at the person who seemed to be about to poke her throat with the finger Zen, and quickly stepped back to avoid it.

Gin, who was waiting for an opportunity behind her, rushed out and swung his fist to confront her.

The latter changed his fingers into claws, with his five fingers bent and clamped in position to tightly grip Gin's hand, preventing the sharpened brass knuckles from falling into his palm.

Vodka, who suddenly saw the cold light, quickly dodged it, like an angry giant bear:

"You shameless fellow! If you have the guts, fight me squarely!"

"Vodka!"

Gin scolded the other party, and smiled evilly at the man who was clenching his fist to prevent himself from getting close:

"Do you really think I'm going to let you get away like you did the last two times?"

"Alas... these days, among so many people, there is only one honest person who won't let himself be cheated. Right, sister? You are not experienced in the work of cutting kidneys."

The method of opening a path failed.

Yun Xianhe's eyes flashed beneath the gauze.

He twisted Gin's hand hard, and while the other party was pulling away, he lifted his foot, hooked his knee and jumped up, then did a backflip in mid-air, avoiding two consecutive slashes from Vermouth.

The latter held the dagger in both hands and aimed at Yun Xianhe's vital points with every move.

Just look at the other party's broken mouth. It's no wonder that Gin went crazy. Anyone who listened to him would go crazy!

Rum on the wall was very excited.

He had already imagined that if this guy joined their winery, wouldn't the subsequent plans go smoothly?

But this guy is not someone who can be easily manipulated.

If you can catch,

"What are you taking pictures of? The pixels are not good enough. Everyone's faces are blurred."

The fresh scent of ebony drifted over with a slight sound of something falling to the ground.

Rum widened his eyes and looked in horror at the person who appeared next to him and was bending over to look at the video recorder in his hand.

when,

You were clearly still on the screen just now?!