Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

The black muzzle was filled with gunpowder smoke.

Nobuaki Asakura's lips were pale, and his clothes were wet with rain and cold sweat. He raised his PPK, shot the door lock open, and rushed into the factory.

Like a mouse discovered by a cat, it ran away like crazy.

Sakaki's words made him feel endless fear.

When faith and life are compared together.

He hesitated.

He thought that he would choose faith without hesitation.

But the words lingered on my lips and I couldn't say them out.

Sakaki's calm and indifferent eyes told him that the other party was not joking.

Belief

Or life?

Asakura Nobuaki didn't want to choose either, so he ran away.

Sakaki glanced at the blood on the ground but didn't fire.

An adult weighing 50kg has about 4000ml of blood in his body.

When the blood loss is less than 400ml, there will be no obvious symptoms and the person will only feel weak.

Loss of 800ml of blood will cause symptoms such as pale lips, cold sweats, weakness of hands and feet, and shortness of breath.

Loss of more than 1200ml of blood will be life-threatening.

And where Asakura Nobuaki was standing just now, there were bloodstains all the way.

The bleeding volume is close to 800ml.

Weakness will make him weak and lose the room to resist.

He couldn't escape far.

The hollow sound of footsteps echoed through the factory.

Sakaki followed the blood stains and walked slowly and leisurely.

Just like when a wild wolf hunts its prey, it waits for the prey to lose the strength to fight.

Asakura Nobuaki is Sakaki Makoto’s prey.

However, Sakaki didn't intend to "eat" the other party.

Before getting off the car, he had already sent a text message to Memu Shisan.

Now it's just a matter of waiting for the police to arrive.

As for the stubborn prey.

Sakaki Cheng wouldn't mind playing with him.

Asakura Nobuaki panted heavily, hiding behind a wooden box and covering his shoulders.

The blood took away the heat and he felt cold all over.

There was a fire prevention sign printed on the wooden box, indicating that it was filled with flammable materials.

As for security

Sakaki never saw them from the beginning.

Maybe

Maybe he was hiding in the security room because of the heavy rain.

Ordinary people would not be stupid enough to come forward when they hear gunshots.

What's more, it's a rainy night like this.

Sakaki looked at the dusty paned windows, where they were slowly shining and the muffled thunder could be heard.

Tick.

Tick.

Water drops dripped from the tip of the umbrella and hit the iron stairs, making an ethereal sound.

The footsteps are getting closer.

Asakura Nobuaki gritted his teeth and did not choose to open the box, but continued to run away.

Sakaki also saw the fire prevention sign, thought about it, and put away the revolver.

"Escape, how long can you escape?"

The sound of muttering to himself echoed throughout the factory, and Sakaki didn't know who he was asking.

"Escape because of fear."

"Nobuaki Asakura, what are you afraid of?"

Shut up!

Shut up! Shut up!

Asakura Nobuaki covered his shoulders and leaned against the wall, struggling forward while shouting in his heart.

How he wished Sakaki could shut his mouth!

At this moment, only the Bible in his arms could give him a hint of warmth.

Even if the Bible is soaked.

Plop!

His knees suddenly softened, and Asakura Nobuaki fell to his knees. The feeling of weakness in his body made him dizzy and almost nauseated.

The cold turned his lips purple, and fear made his heart tremble.

he.

I can no longer run.

"Got you."

Sakaki's breathing came from behind.

In panic, Asakura Nobuaki picked up his gun and fired two shots in the back without looking!

Bang! Bang!

Sakaki stood there without any intention of dodge.

Bullets hit the ceiling.

Asakura Nobuaki gritted his teeth, used up his last bit of strength, and rushed out of the narrow room.

There was a staircase outside the room. He was caught off guard and rolled down the stairs.

The darkness, exhaustion, and severe pain made him want to sleep.

His eyes gradually closed

boom! ! !

A thunder exploded overhead.

The glass in the factory shattered with the sound, turning into countless flying flowers and scattering.

He raised his head blankly and saw a holy light flashing before his eyes.

The splinter scratched his cheek, and blood began to flow from the wound again.

His face was red, his breathing was rapid, and his nose opened and closed.

The silver cross on his chest was pulled off and placed on the Bible.

A pair of leather boots came down the stairs.

Sakaki looked up at the window where the cold wind was howling in, then lowered his head and asked:

"Where did you get your gun?"

"Is this important?"

Asakura Nobuaki grinned, his expression indifferent.

Looking into his eyes, Sakaki's pupils suddenly shrank!

The thunder just now shattered the window, and the fragments also blinded Asakura Nobuaki's eyes.

"you"

"Thanks."

Asakura Xuanming suddenly said.

“If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have heard the call of the Lord.”

"You were hallucinating."

Sakaki sneered:

"Excessive blood loss can cause dizziness and hallucinations."

"Stop talking."

"Wait for the ambulance to come."

Asakura Xuanming smiled silently:

"I've crawled out of hell, how can I go back?"

"Just think of this as a parting gift."

Asakura Nobuaki raised the silver cross and waved it in the air.

Sakaki took the cross and looked at it.

The workmanship is very delicate, and even Jesus is carved on it.

Click.

Asakura Nobuaki raised his gun.

"Without an extended magazine, the PPK only has 7 bullets."

Hearing the voice, Sakaki Makoto said without even looking:

"You have fired 6 shots since just now."

"You are blind, can you still hit me?"

"The last bullet was not prepared for you."

"Because I am the next sacrifice."

Asakura Nobuaki was breathing weakly, his face flushed, and he fumbled to point the muzzle of the gun at his temple.

"Now, let me answer your question."

"Between faith and life, I choose"

"Faith!"

Sakaki Makoto frowned:

"You're crazy."

"No!"

Asakura Nobuaki shouted:

"You don't understand!"

"You don't understand!"

"Everyone has something precious that can't be lost!"

"It even transcends life!"

"For me it's faith, but for you, my friend"

"What is it?"

Sakaki Makoto looked at him coldly and threw the cross on the Bible:

"Money."

"Hahaha"

Asakura Nobuaki laughed and coughed as if he heard a joke:

"Money?"

"Money is necessary for you and me, but it's by no means the most important thing!"

"You and I are actually the same kind of people!"

"It seems that you haven't found the precious thing yet, my friend"

In the rain, the sirens sounded.

Asakura Nobuaki's face suddenly darkened. He lowered his head and kissed the Bible, with an ugly smile on his blood-stained face:

"In the bleak mid winter"

"It's time."

"We'll see each other again."

Bang!

The scarlet blood soaked the Bible and the cross.

Megure Jusan and Kyogoku Naohiko swarmed in with countless policemen.

In the rain, Asakura Genma fell on his back at the factory gate, a bullet piercing his heart.

The intact Bible fell into a puddle.

He had been dead for a long time.

After seeing the body on the ground, the police fell silent.

They couldn't find Sakaki Makoto, so they had to choose to enter the factory with the door open.

Sakaki Makoto

Standing at the stairs, staring at the wall in a daze.

Seeing Sakaki Makoto lower his head in thought, Conan stepped forward and tugged at his pants.

"Sakaki Makoto?"

Sakaki Makoto didn't answer, he just muttered to himself:

"Precious things"

"What exactly is it?"