Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 189: Xiaolan’s first battle after her debut, ambushing and killing Gin!

Yingsheng naturally did not respond, but slowly closed his eyes and began to count silently according to the pace of the man in his memory.

The breathing becomes smooth almost instantly, and it is almost unnoticeable unless you put it close to your nose.

Gradually, even the sense of existence disappeared.

Standing in the darkness, Xiaolan suddenly felt inexplicably flustered, as if some support had left her. Her gradually slowing breathing became a little disordered, but she immediately returned to calm.

She felt the familiar warmth on her hands.

Time passed slowly, and Yingsheng stood facing the stairs below, slowly raising his right hand. The black muzzle of the gun blended perfectly with the darkness in the corridor, just like a drop of water returning to the sea, without causing any unusual waves.

Da, da, da-da—

There were footsteps coming down the hallway.

Da da da……

Getting closer.

three,
two,
One,

boom--! ! !
In the deep darkness, a spark of fire suddenly appeared!
Before he could confirm whether he had hit the target, Yingsheng had already pulled the trigger continuously. He retracted his left hand, turned his wrist and it was a pistol. Together with Xiaolan who had almost turned out through the wall at the same time, he pointed the muzzle of the gun downward and fired bullets crazily!
"Big Brother!!!"

A familiar voice came from downstairs in the corridor. Yingsheng was indifferent, but Xiaolan was not familiar with this voice at all. She paused slightly and continued to pull the trigger.

There was no counterattack from below. Yingsheng finished firing the magazine and turned to go upstairs without stopping. He pulled Xiaolan along with him. Bang—click! Xiaolan fired the last bullet and followed the force on her arm upstairs.

The police’s anxious shouts could be heard from the tenth floor, creak—!
The door to the emergency passage was thrown open with a bang, and a long-lost ray of light finally shone into the dead silence and darkness.

The policemen all looked down, but their eyes could not adjust to the darkness and they could not see anything.

Crunch—bang!

The sound of doors opening and closing came from below, and even Megure Jusan, who was rushing the fastest, did not see even a single figure.

The corridor was still dark, so Megure Jusan, an experienced criminal policeman, carried a flashlight with him and quickly illuminated the stairs. He searched quickly from level to level. Finally, he found a floor full of brass bullet casings. He glanced at the floor and saw that it was the seventh floor.

Crunch—bang!

Following closely behind him, Sato Miwako immediately opened the door and rushed out. Megure Jusan shouted upwards, asking someone to go for support, and continued to go down. However, after only three or five steps, he found some bloodstains on the ground.

Megure Jusan moved the flashlight aperture downward. There were bloodstains after bloodstains, and more bloodstains. Then the bloodstains became denser and denser, until they connected into a blood line.

Following the blood line to the entrance of the fire escape on the sixth floor, Megure Jusan held a gun in his right hand and a flashlight in his left hand, and used the light instead of his hand to signal to Police Officer Kanakawa who had just followed.

Police Officer Kanakawa immediately stepped forward, kicked the door open, and rushed out at the same time as Megure Jusan, one on the left and one on the right, with their backs to each other and guns pointed. The corridor was empty.

The blood line continued to extend and gradually became thicker, finally reaching into a half-open door.

The clean white wooden door had delicate relief patterns on the outside and looked very valuable, but its anti-theft performance was obviously not very good. The door lock was dented a lot and there was a gray footprint on it, which showed that it had been kicked open.

He took a look through the crack in the door and saw only a locker. Megure Jusan leaned his back against the wall, stretched out his left hand to the base of the door and slowly pushed it open. Officer Kanakawa half-crouched, staring intently at the gradually widening crack in the door.

Snapped--!
The wooden door hit the wall. Officer Jinchuan half-crouched and took a step back, then stood up: "Inspector, the bloodstain extends to a corner inside. He is probably hiding in the bedroom. I'm not sure if there are any hostages. We need support."

Megure Juzo nodded heavily. Although this party did not fire back and looked like they were ambushed, they did not wait for the police on the spot and now violently broke into a private residence. There was definitely something wrong with their identity!

"Inspector, there are no suspicious signs on the seventh floor. We suspect the gunman has also entered residents' homes." Sato Miwako called.

"There are people guarding the first floor. When I heard the gunshots, I told them not to let anyone go. Once the backup arrives, we can check them one by one." Megure Jusan said.

Thanks to his prompt decision, this is good news.

But Megure Jusan's expression remained extremely serious. He was wondering if this incident was related to the fire in Yuzuko Yuki's house?
The answer is almost certainly yes, otherwise how could it be such a coincidence that one party sets an ambush and the other party takes the bait.

Thinking about it this way, could the safe contain a trap? !
Megure Jusan's expression suddenly changed, and almost at the same time,
Boom! ! !

The huge explosion sounded in his eardrums!

Damn!

Megure Jusan's pupils instantly became bloodshot, and his teeth were clenched so tightly that blood almost seeped out.

But soon after, vehicle alarms sounded one after another. Megure Jusan had an idea and asked Jinchuan to stay where he was. He quickly ran to the end of the corridor and looked down through the light well. He saw thick smoke rising from a sparsely populated street.

He couldn't see clearly what was in the thick smoke and flames, but he could vaguely see the black body of a car.

"call--"

Megure Juzo breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be just a car bomb, not a safe explosion.

Ok……

Although a bomb attack in Tokyo was out of line, it was better than his lovely subordinates getting hurt.

To be on the safe side, Megure Jusan quickly called the people who stayed on the tenth floor and asked them to stop cutting the safe immediately and stay away from it before calling the bomb disposal police.

After the phone call, Megure Jusan finally had time to think: were the people targeted by the car bomb attack below the same people who were attacked in the corridor?

If so, could it be that the two people entering the room on this floor was just a decoy and they had actually run away?
Megure Jusan looked back at the open door, hesitating whether to go in and take a look.

After a moment, I made up my mind to be on the safe side.

Besides, there are people guarding the first floor, how could anyone slip away?

You know, one of them is definitely seriously injured!

"Ugh……"

On the eighth floor of this building, Megure Jusan was on the same vertical line as Hotaru and he sighed softly.

"What on earth did the police do? They let someone slip away. At least one of them must be seriously injured."

Xiaolan, who was standing by, was a little absent-minded at first, but her eyes lit up immediately after hearing this. However, her suddenly active mind told her that she shouldn't be happy about the failure of the ambush...

"Not killed?" she asked hesitantly.

Yingsheng shook his head: "I don't know either. That guy's reaction was very sharp. I can't be sure whether my first shot hit his head or not. He should have been wearing a bulletproof vest. It's even harder to judge the extent of his injuries afterwards."

The sound of the elevator going up was heard, and Yingsheng turned around and looked at Xiaolan:

"Let's go, we should evacuate."

(End of this chapter)