Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 188 The bewitched Xiaolan starts to hold a gun

"Xiaolan, you know, I always wonder what the meaning of my existence is."

In the dark corridor, with the long echo, Yingsheng's words also carried a sense of emptiness.

"Huh? Suigetsu-kun actually thinks about this kind of question?"

Xiaolan turned on her cell phone and used the faint light to illuminate Yingsheng's face. She moved closer and used the back of her hand to feel his body temperature. She withdrew her hand after a while, looking puzzled.

"No fever."

"Haha, of course it's only appropriate to say something like this in this kind of environment. It's not good to laugh too much."

Yingsheng looked at the number plate at the corner of the corridor in the dim light. It was the fourth floor. "Xuesong's home is on the twelfth floor. Well, this level of noise is not bad."

Xiaolan quickly turned off her phone and lowered her voice: "Is there someone ambushing us up there?"

"No, we want to ambush others, but there are still police upstairs. It's a bit suspicious to walk in the corridor now." Yingsheng smiled and continued to climb the stairs. "I say, Xiaolan, do you really understand what you are doing now?"

"Criminal, or what?"

Xiaolan followed and looked down the stairs at the corner. She thought she would hallucinate something like an abyss, but the darkness was too deep, completely obscuring her sense of direction and space, and she felt nothing.

"We are going to ambush the bad guys who hurt Xuesong, and fight violence with violence, just like the previous two times. Did I understand it wrongly?" she asked.

"From the surface, that's right."

"The inside is what Suigetsu-kun has been hiding from me."

"Yes, I exposed so many things in front of you that were worth paying attention to, but you didn't even ask a single question. I don't know if you are just an idiot or just a fool."

"…Not too many, and the most concerning thing is the last time you fired a gun in the underground casino, right?"

"Oh, Xiaolan, you are actually a lady from the Yakuza, right? Illegal possession of a gun is nothing."

"But there was a gunfight at Watanuki Credit Corporation, right? I didn't see his gun when I went upstairs, so of course it was on you, Mizuki-kun."

"...You realized this so early, but you're still getting along with me as if nothing happened?"

"A pistol is just a tool, just like karate. Anyway, Suigetsu-kun didn't use it to bully the weak."

"Yeah, that makes sense."

"and……"

Xiaolan paused for a moment, and her right hand was held in the darkness.

Then she felt a cool touch on her fingertips. She subconsciously opened her hands and held the coolness in her palms. It felt slightly frosted and the temperature rose quickly. It was not metal, but engineering plastic.

"Glock 19, a very reliable classic, with a capacity of 15 rounds. There is one round in the chamber, just pull the trigger to fire." Yingsheng slowly closed Xiaolan's fingers and held the grip, "What you just said is very right, the pistol is just a tool, relax, this is another tool for you besides karate."

"I...but..."

Xiaolan's voice was full of helplessness.

"Easy, Easy, have you ever played a shooting game in an amusement park? With your strength, this is actually similar to that one, anyway, there is no recoil." Yingsheng smiled, "In fact, it is mainly used to defend against long-range attacks. At close range, it is not as powerful as your karate."

This casual tone made Xiaolan feel a little relieved, but she still let out a groan-like sigh:
“This is different.”

"Haha, are you being hypocritical? What did you just say to me?"

"I...you...you are a professional. What if I accidentally hurt someone?"

"I didn't ask you to shoot randomly on the street. How could you accidentally hurt anyone? Especially later on, in the corridor, you can't deliberately shoot other people."

"…………Oh." Xiaolan extended her index finger and lightly touched the trigger, then quickly retracted it, asking nervously, "Where should I put it? Will it go off accidentally?"

"You can put it wherever you want. It has a trigger safety. As long as you are not too nervous and shoot before the gun is pulled out, there is a 99% chance that it will not go off accidentally."

"Then what about 0.10%?"

"Then the 0.1% success is the same as the probability of you getting a tooth stuck when drinking cold water. Oh, do you still remember the standard for dealing with enemies?"

"Two shots in the chest and one in the head..." Xiaolan paused for two seconds, her tone tangled, "In this way, wouldn't I become a murderer?"

"No, no, no, the person on the other side is the type that can dodge bullets. You shoot him below the abdomen, where the range of motion is small. The chance of hitting him might be higher, and he won't die, and you won't become a murderer.

Moreover, they are definitely the most heinous people in the secular sense. I swear on this, Xuantian is my witness."

"........."

Xiaolan was speechless. She carefully put the pistol into the pocket of her white coat, pressed it twice to make sure it wouldn't fall out, and continued to go upstairs, muttering softly:

"I believe in Suigetsu-kun, but if I miss, don't blame me. Anyway, I can't kill anyone right now."

Yingsheng was slightly stunned, then shook his head and laughed: "To be honest, the fact that you can accept it so quickly has far exceeded my expectations. You may also have a talent in this area."

"Forget about my talent in this area," Xiaolan sighed, "Can you allow me to shirk my responsibility?"

"Of course, it's all my fault."

"Yes, you are a devil who seduces people."

When I reached the seventh floor, I could vaguely hear the voices of people above me. Even clearer was the harsh sound of metal cutting, which had been going on for a while.

Yingsheng stopped and whispered, "Just wait here. If you make more noise, it will make the footsteps unpleasant."

Xiaolan nodded, and thinking that Yingsheng couldn't see, she asked in a low voice: "Are you sure someone will come?"

"Half and half, nothing is 100% certain."

"Then the person coming will definitely take the stairs?"

"Not sure either, but dark creatures like them probably won't take the elevator. There are police officers over there."

"Is it possible that someone else came up first?"

"I'll tell you a secret, Xiaolan. There's a ghost watching the entrance to the first floor for me. The reason I chose to stop here is so that I can compare their speed with the ghost's intelligence and judge their identities more accurately."

"ghost?"

"Yes, Ghost."

Yingsheng smiled and pulled Xiaolan to the corner behind the partition wall: "Now, start adjusting your breathing, empty yourself, let your thoughts wander, wait for my command, turn around and shoot immediately. I promise that there will be no accidental injuries, and you can try to lower the angle as much as possible."

Xiaolan nodded, took out the pistol that was already stained with her body temperature, and held it with both hands.

breathe--

breathe--

"Hinabu-kun."

In the headphones, the ghost's voice was also very low.

"They're coming up."

(End of this chapter)