Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 387 The violent journey of the bandit ends

A thick gray dust fog enveloped the entire horizon, the sky and the earth were vast and desolate, and dust and smoke from the explosion were mixed in the air, making it almost impossible to breathe.

Vodka lay prone in this pale world, covering his nostrils with the moist soil around the tree roots, barely maintaining his breathing, and crawling forward with his arms with all his might.

Since that guy Mizutsuki Hotoshii can do it, I can do the same after I become stronger!
Vodka doesn't want to die.

I really don't want to die.

Not only because of the instinct for survival, but also to survive and avenge his elder brother, and more importantly...

That long-lost one.

Family?
It was an isolated little wooden house, situated on the boundless ice field. It was surrounded by a vast expanse of white, and even the sound of the wind seemed extremely monotonous.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door, the stove was burning fiercely. The wood made a slight crackling sound in the orange-yellow flames, and the kettle hanging next to it kept bubbling and emitting white steam.

Next to the fireplace was a shiny worn wooden chair. A fat old woman wearing reading glasses was holding a yellowed newspaper, frowning and mumbling something.

Probably calling Mikhail a bitch.

Boom——! ! !
There was a huge explosion above his head. The strong shock wave caused Vodka's head to smash to the ground, and also shattered the distant and clear picture.

The pale world around was emitting a warm yellow glow at this moment, just like the sunset in the sky and the fire in the wooden house.

The raging flames did not touch him, so Vodka slowed down and continued to crawl forward.

Suddenly, there was another huge explosion above his head, but this time Vodka didn't stop.

He didn't know what was happening around him. He only felt that the deafening roar, the gradually sparse gunshots, the sirens of vehicles, the exclamations and screams of the crowd... were all so far away, as if they came from another world.

The wound on his back was burning, and what was even more despairing than the waves of intense pain was that his limbs were gradually becoming numb.

Spinal cord damage, excessive blood loss, and rapid recovery from injuries without nutritional supplements.

Due to a combination of factors, Vodka's consciousness has begun to blur, and the sounds around him have become increasingly distant.

He suddenly realized that it was not that the voices came from another world, but that he was about to go to another world.

That world is eternally peaceful and filled with endless snow and wind.

Finally, his hands collapsed limply on the ground, blood slowly seeped out from between his fingers, and Vodka's breathing became weaker and weaker.

The wooden house in the snow and wind was getting closer, and Vodka was about to push open the door with a feeling of uneasiness and relief.

"How come you are so heavy?"

Suddenly a voice was heard in the wind and snow.

A tearing pain suddenly came from his back, and the pain instantly swept through his whole body, making Vodka scream.

A gust of wind suddenly swept away the snowy world and shattered it. Vodka opened his eyes and in his blurry vision, he saw a shadowy figure pulling him up from the ground.

But he stopped halfway through.

"It's easy if you're still awake. Can you crawl? I'll grab your legs and you use your hands to crawl, just like a unicycle." The voice spoke again, and it was obvious that there was a mask between them. The cold female voice sounded a little muffled.

"can!"

Vodka answered hurriedly. Although his physical condition was still very bad, this sudden hope gave him new vitality.

He hasn't reached the end yet!

After climbing for a while, Vodka suddenly thought of something and asked hurriedly, "How is Big Brother?"

"He is already in the car. You guys are really affectionate and loyal. His first words were to let me save you." Qingliu Qiansu said.

"I'm glad that you're okay, brother."

Vodka let out a long sigh and realized that the only person the other side was trying to save at all costs was his eldest brother, and he was just a by-product.

But since it had already come to him, Vodka asked again: "What about Curacao?"

"When I just released the smoke, a sniper shot at you. You and Gin crawled forward for a distance and dodged. I don't know if Curacao was unconscious or had lost the will to live. He didn't move from where he was and his head was blown up."

"That's it..."

Absurdity, this is the only feeling that lingers in Vodka's mind.

Curacao was on the verge of death, but was saved by a pill. He jumped from a 180-meter-high building and remained safe and sound. When he was about to escape, he suddenly fell down.

She almost escaped death, but fate played a cruel joke on her at the last moment.

"Think more positively." said Qing Yanagi Chisu.

"It's easy to dodge an open attack, but it's hard to guard against an arrow from the dark. The Japanese police ambushed a sniper down there, and it scared me. Fortunately, he only hit your lumbar spine and didn't shoot you in the head. Otherwise, my mission would have failed, and I wouldn't know how to face Ying."

"So you had some energy left over?" Vodka asked.

"Before the sniper showed up, I determined that you could escape. Of course, I won't do anything rash or else it's likely to provoke them, just like now. If a few rockets fall on my head, I will die without a complete body."

The van was naturally parked very close, and it only took a few steps to arrive. Qingliu Qiansu let Vodka climb into the back trunk, closed the door, got into the driver's seat, and started the car.

"Why didn't the rocket land?" Gin asked while coughing up blood while slumped in the co-pilot seat.

"Bullet interception. This is a city after all. They were too confident and the density of firepower they used was not enough."

Qing Liu Qiansu accelerated and made a sharp turn. With a "bang", the car crashed into the glass door of a shop on the side of the road. The sound of "crashing" was mixed with the screams of the people inside.

Gin was shocked at her amazing marksmanship that could even intercept a rocket in mid-air. Suddenly, he leaned forward and hit his forehead heavily on the dashboard.

If Qing Liu Qian Su hadn't fastened his seat belt before, he would have flown out of the front window.

"You can't see the road clearly!"

Gin covered his forehead and felt dizzy.

"You can't get away with driving on the road, let's go into the store."

Chiso Aoyagi put a gas mask on Gin's face, unbuckled his seat belt, opened the car door, and pushed Gin out.

"You can't escape if you stay here. Disguise is useless. They will check everyone."

Gin had already become completely numb to the severe pain in his body, and he just lay on the ground and said coldly.

"I have my own way."

Chiso Aoyagi got out of the car and pulled Vodka down with her. She followed the same method as before and had him move deeper into the store, while he carried Gin on his back.

Vodka was already covered in bruises, and had been hit hard in the car before. Now he was being manipulated like this, and he felt like his whole body was about to fall apart. But as he felt a chill on his neck, the pain in his body quickly subsided, and his mind instantly left his body, and everything in reality was far away.

"Climb forward." said Aoyagi Chisu.

So Vodka started moving again.

"What did you give him?" Gin asked.

"The medicine you use to suppress nervous problems seems to be quite effective." Qingyan Chisu controlled Vodka into the back kitchen and closed the door. The world finally became much clearer.

This is a sushi restaurant.

Although there was still a lot of dust in the air, after Aoyagi Chiso wiped Gin and Vodka's eyes with water, they could barely see the savior in front of them.

He wore brown Martin boots, long tight jeans, a silver windbreaker, his long black hair was stained with a lot of white dust, and he wore a gas mask with an integrated infrared device on his face.

It seemed like she was just living a leisurely daily life, and only came to support after learning about what was happening here.

Boom——!
There was a faint explosion outside the door.

"Relax, I left a bomb in the car." Aoyagi Chiso looked around the kitchen and found a large bag of meat floss used to make sushi. She threw it in front of Vodka and brought Gin a few plates of sushi that had been prepared but not yet served.

"You need to replenish a lot of energy. Next, I will give you a more powerful pill and try to help you stand up." Qingliu Qiansu said, pulling out two shivering chefs from the refrigerator and throwing them in front of the chopping board.

"Either help with cooking or become a meat dish, it's your choice." Qingliu Qiansu threw another bag of frozen beef onto the chopping board.

"Spare your life! Spare your life!"

The two chefs didn't want to choose anything and just begged for mercy.

Aoyagi Chiso didn't waste any time talking to them. She gave each of them half an injection of Gin's psychiatric drug and asked them to help. They agreed with dazed eyes.

Gin frowned slightly, "Could it be that the medicine the organization gave me has a hypnotic effect?"

"Any hallucinogen would have this effect."

Qingliu Qiansu said this casually, although she had actually just used the ability of [Void].

"What is your relationship with Liuying? The medicine that he took away from me is also with you." Gin said.

"Light and shadow, that's about it." Aoyagi Chisou found a pair of scissors on the wall, squatted down beside Gin, and lifted up his long silver hair. "Your hair is too eye-catching. I'm sorry, you need to change your hairstyle temporarily."

"How did he contact you?" Gin usually cares a lot about his hairstyle, but this time he ignored it.

"A secret." Qing Yanagi Chisou waved the scissors and quickly cut Gin's hair short. "Silver hair is also quite handsome, mainly because you have a good face."

"So what are you going to do with this face?" Gin asked.

"Of course I'll give you a real face, the kind that the police won't be able to find out no matter how hard they try. When you get out, I'll peel off that layer of skin, and the new one will be your original face." Qing Liu Qian Su pointed at the two chefs, "Which one do you want?"

"!!!!!!"

Vodka's heart trembled, and he trembled: "You want to peel my face first?!"

"Don't worry, I'll give you some medicine. It won't hurt."

Seeing that they had almost replenished their supplies, Qing Yanagi Qian Su used a kitchen knife for cutting salmon to cut the flesh on both sides of their lumbar vertebrae. After a simple cleansing, he inserted a barbecue skewer into the spinal cord to roughly connect their scattered lumbar vertebrae.

"This is just a matter of interest. We will arrange surgery for you once you are out of danger. I hope you understand."

Qing Liu Qian Su didn't get a response. She turned her head and saw that both of them had their eyes rolled back and were motionless.

She felt the pulse of the two men at their necks and saw that they were still breathing, probably just fainted from the pain, so she continued with her treatment. Finally, she took out Gin's mental potion and gave each of them an injection.

After changing their faces, Qingliu Qiansu did not feed them medicine, but directly pressed her hands on the lumbar vertebrae of the two people, and gently touched the buds in their hearts.

【Qiongsu Aoyagi applies for permission】

【Approved by Tianshu】

[Killing Intent -10, Use Skill: Enlightenment·Frenzy]

……

Fifteen minutes later, in a black Volkswagen, Vodka looked at the Suntec City Twin Towers gradually disappearing in the rearview mirror and felt the familiar absurdity again.

"Is it over like this? Those policemen just looked at us a few times, shrugged, and let us go?" he said in disbelief.

"If you are not satisfied, I can drive the car back and shout to them that you are vodka." said Aoyagi Chiso.

“No, no, no, I just…hiss——!!!”

As soon as Vodka shook his head, he felt a sharp pain in his lumbar spine. He tried his best to hold back from screaming.

"Are you so resistant to drugs? I know where No. 4 is. Would you like some?" Qingliu Qiansu glanced in the rearview mirror and sped up the car.

"Forget it, I just want to go to the hospital now!"

Vodka's face was extremely ferocious, but he was like a terracotta warrior, sitting in his seat and not daring to move at all.

"You can't go to the hospitals in Singapore, nor can you go to the black market or the surrounding medical ships. They have been under strict control for a long time." Qing Liu Qian Su said, "You can contact the organization. I can't help you much in this regard. At most, I wish you good luck."

"There are many undercover agents within the organization. Given our current situation, we can't take any risks," said Gin in the co-pilot seat.

He now changed into a black suit, without a shirt underneath, with his chest half bare. Although his face was a little worse than before, his cold white skin, short silver hair, and stern expression still made him look like a male model.

"Then there's no other choice. I'll take you to Malaysia via the Johor-Singapore Causeway, and then find someone to smuggle you back to Japan." Aoyagi Chiso clicked on the navigation on the car computer.

Gin glanced sideways and found that she had searched this place a long time ago, and it was obvious that she had this idea from the beginning.

"The ID you showed the Singapore police just now, was it from the FBI?" Gin asked.

"Yes, you have too."

Chiso Aoyagi took a photo of Gin and the other person with her cell phone. The car stopped in front of a printing shop on the way. She got out of the car for two minutes and came back. She took out two FBI IDs from her pocket, scraped off the original photos with a blade, and pasted the photos of Gin and the other person on top.

"Mr. Gin, your name is now Werner Volk."

"Vodka, your name is Alba Watson."

Aoyagi Chisou placed the ID on the center console and continued driving.

Gin was very upset. "This is not a lie. There's not even a stamp on the photo. They can report it to their superiors for verification."

"What you said makes sense, but you don't understand Southeast Asia." Qingliu Qiansu said casually.

(End of this chapter)