Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 218 Miss Shirley, Someone Doesn’t Allow You to Die

The flames had not yet dissipated, but Yingsheng had already turned around and rushed out with the Uzi. The 40-meter distance was gone in a flash, and he ignored the gunshots behind him.

The door of the target's confinement room was closed, with a small window on it. Yingsheng stood against the wall, pulled out a dagger, and stabbed with his backhand.

clang--!
There was a loud metal collision sound.

Tsk, this guy is not honest. He uses the muzzle of the gun to look outside instead of his eyes.

There was a flicker of light from the small window next door.

boom!
Yingsheng fired a shot without even looking. Before he could hear the sound of the body falling to the ground, he had already turned the muzzle of the gun, inserted it on the small window on his side, and pulled the trigger.

The clanging sounds continued to be heard, but there was no sound that could penetrate the flesh and blood.

In order to avoid hurting Shirley, Yingsheng stopped, kept backing away, and threw a grenade towards the door, increasing his murderous intent.

Come to think of it, since the door wasn't blown away just now, it should have been open.

Vodka was probably standing by the door, didn't he get burned?

Boom——! ! !
There was another loud explosion, and with a bang, the door opened. Yingsheng followed the flames in and fired a volley of bullets to the side. The man in the black suit fell to the ground with an unwilling look on his face.

Not vodka?
After a quick search around the house and not seeing Shirley, Yingsheng immediately rushed to the confinement room opposite, while speaking into the headset:

"Alice, tell Junerick to call Shirley and tell her we are here to save her."

Three seconds later, Junerick's shouts echoed throughout the corridor, and Yingsheng also entered the opposite room.

Still no one.

When we entered the next room, there was still no response. The most important thing was that Shirley was still responding. I didn't know if she was unconscious or someone was pointing a gun at her head.

Yingsheng looked around with some distress. There were probably about ten people in the room.

Xiaolan's urgent call came from the headset:
"Sorry, the Uzi is out of bullets."

"I say, there's no need to apologize at this time. It's my fault for not being well prepared and causing a big mess."

"Sorry, are we retreating?"

"No, have you forgotten that close combat is your forte? Come closer to me."

As Yingsheng spoke, he had already thrown a smoke bomb towards the intersection where Xiaolan was, indicating the murderous intent, five o'clock!

After a dull "bang", a thick smoke suddenly gushed out like the breath of a giant beast, instantly covering the entire intersection and spreading rapidly in all directions like rolling waves, one after another, swallowing everything around in paleness.

"Keep shooting, and wait until they run out of bullets before you rush up and finish them off." Yingsheng said.

A series of violent coughs came from the headphones, and after a moment, the sound of someone falling to the ground was heard.

Xiaolan just stretched her hand out of the corner, and then silently retracted it: "Tianshu, you seem to underestimate the power of the weapons provided by the FBI."

bang dong——

There was a sound of someone falling behind her. It was Junerick who was not wearing a gas mask and rolled his eyes.

"........."

Yingsheng was speechless for a second. That’s right, smoke bombs have more uses than just blocking vision. The regular version is quite choking already, not to mention the more powerful version.

"After they fall, go pick up the guns and wake up Junerick. Let him take you to destroy the switchboard room. Be careful. He may not be 100% a defector. At least I haven't found Shirley and Vodka here yet."

"clear."

Xiaolan responded, and Yingsheng continued to search room by room, closing the door after entering. Although the visibility in the corridor outside was zero, he could still barely see inside.

In the end, a few people were killed, but there was no trace of Shirley and Vodka. What was going on?
In addition, the man who had previously fired at the corridor with a submachine gun was also found, and he was indeed severely burned.

But not vodka.

Hiss - could it be that Vodka is a smart guy who took Shirley away after hearing the noise in the square, and the people left here are all unaware of the inside story?
But the exit passage was connected to the square and was quite straight. Even when he saw Junerik, he had been keeping an eye on this side, but didn't see anyone.

"Alice, is that guy awake? Ask if there is any path here."

Upon hearing this, Xiaolan immediately looked at Junerik, who was held in her hand with one hand, with his mouth and nose tightly covered with clothes, and looked like he was about to die, and asked about this matter. She got the answer:

"do not know."

"..."

Yingsheng said quickly, "Be alert, Alice, or wait for me where you are. My view of the square was blocked by the pillar for at most one second. If they move, they can only go to your side."

Xiaolan was silent for a few breaths: "It seems that there is no need to look for her anymore. I saw Miss Shirley."

Yingsheng frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

I see that you have completed your mission successfully, so why are you so depressed?

Before Xiaolan could answer, Junerick's painful cry came from the other end of the headset:
"Sherry!!!!"

The sound was like torn cloth, revealing endless sorrow and despair.

"How could you leave me... How could you just leave me alone like this... Aren't we a family? Aren't we going to be together forever..."

The hoarse voice of Junerick made Yingsheng's heart skip a beat, and the choking cough caused by the smoke bomb was like a whip, lashing him hard.

"Hey, Shirley is not dead?!"

hateful!

What a huge failure this is!
Xiaolan had obviously performed well enough, but such a mistake happened in this teaching session.

what……

He wanted to die, he didn't deserve to live.

Xuantian, please quickly rebuild him.

"Miss Shirley is not dead yet."

"Um?!"

Yingsheng's eyes lit up: "What's the situation? Are you in a desperate situation? Wait for me, I'll be there soon!"

Yingsheng quickly ran to the opposite corridor, and Xiaolan's low voice kept ringing in the headset:
"But Miss Shirley was shot three times in the chest and was almost unconscious. And... I saw her through the glass window of the incinerator. Her body had been completely engulfed by the flames. She... shook her head at me and smiled at me..."

"Idiot! Help!"

Yingsheng interrupted: "Who cares about her smile? She's still far from death in this state!"

"Eh?"

Xiaolan was stunned, but her tone returned to normal in an instant. She said in disbelief: "Can she still be saved in this condition? She can't hold on until we..."

"Stop! Alice, have you forgotten the ultimate purpose of the winery?" Yingsheng's voice was urgent and fast.

Xiaolan suddenly woke up: "Resurrection from the dead!"

As soon as this thought came to her mind, she used all her strength to kick the thumb-thick iron chain that someone had tied to the iron door of the incinerator.

Boom——!!!
Click, click, click! ! !

The metal chain broke and flew away in an instant, giving people a feeling of being as fragile as glass.

Shirley's face was calm as she lay quietly in the fire, but when the iron door of the incinerator was blasted open with a loud bang, a ripple finally emerged in her heart.

She drifted into the past, her consciousness and vision slightly focused, and she saw Xiaolan coming on fire, chanting calmly:
"Miss Shirley, someone won't let you die."

(End of this chapter)