Conan: The winery killer has a soft spot for Huiyuan

The explosion was so intense that the enemy was trapped.

Lin Jianhe grabbed Huiyuan's arm and held her in his arms. Then he heard a sound of glass breaking and a fire extinguisher broke through the windshield. Lin Jianhe smiled and rushed out of the broken window with all his strength.

"Bang!"

The explosion sounded through the sky. Lin Jianhe held Huiyuan and rolled several times in the aftermath of the explosion before stopping. At this time, his body was covered with mud and dust.

Conan ran to the two of them panting, "Are you okay?"

Lin Jianhe gave Conan a thumbs up, "Ah, it's not a big problem, thank you, great detective."

Hearing this, Conan sat on the ground with a sigh of relief, "Really..."

Because Lin Jianhe and Huiyuan might be injured, they were sent to the hospital first for the subsequent confession. On the way to the hospital in the police car, Lin Jianhe looked out the window absent-mindedly.

Until they arrived at the hospital for treatment of the wound, she and Huiyuan did not say a word.

After the treatment, Huiyuan could go home without hospitalization because of the minor injuries. Lin Jianhe, however, had too many abrasions and possibly a slight concussion, so he could only be arranged for hospitalization for observation.

In the ward, Huiyuan sat on her bed, and the girl seemed to have written all her worries on her face. There was guilt, indebtedness, and indescribable hesitation and embarrassment.

"At that time, I was thinking, maybe if I died, you could leave this place and live the life you want... I often think that maybe you shouldn't be bound here, you should belong to a wider sky," Huiyuan said calmly, and the emotions on his face gradually faded with the flow of words, "So at that time I was paranoid that maybe if I died, you could break free from the cage."

"... Aiba, I don't want you to die."

"I don't want to see anyone die for me again..."

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

The girl lowered her head, clenched her fists tightly, and tears fell drop by drop.

Lin Jianhe lay on the bed, listening to the girl's sobbing, and a burst of pain rose in his heart. Just like the day when he learned of Miyano Akemi's death, the memory is still fresh.

She sat up and waved at Huiyuan pretending to be in pain, "My head hurts..."

"Where?" Huiyuan was slightly startled, and then moved forward.

There was a crisp sound, and Huiyuan was startled, and Lin Jianhe hit her forehead firmly.

"This is a punishment for your stubbornness and not thinking about our feelings."

"Have you ever thought that if you die, those children and Dr. Agasa will be very sad? Have you ever thought that if you die in front of that great detective, it may become a lifelong regret and guilt for him, and it will be unforgettable-"

"Have you ever thought that if you die, I..."

She stopped talking halfway, and she didn't continue, but sighed softly, with a helpless and bitter smile,

"...You are such a fool."

"The stupidest, most cowardly, and most cruel fool in the world."

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At night, Lin Jianhe was the only one left in the ward. I don't know when the window was opened. The evening breeze blew across my cheeks, which was a little itchy and a little chilly.

A figure appeared in the ward. The person walked to the bed. Lin Jianhe's sleeping face was reflected in the moonlight. The explosion in the daytime caused a serious scratch on her arm, and she had a fever near night. After she completely relaxed, her body felt like being beaten by steel bars, and she was in pain all over. So she didn't notice that there was another person in the ward at this time.

The blonde woman leaned over and looked at the bandage tied on the girl's head, and the small wounds on her body caused by the explosion, which were densely packed, and one arm was still hanging in front of her.

Belmode put her hand on the girl's forehead, and the burning touch made her eyes reveal pity.

In her sleep, Lin Jianhe noticed that there seemed to be a person standing in front of her bed, and the person's long golden hair was unusually obvious. Her hand was very cold and it felt very comfortable to put it on her forehead. She recognized the other person's identity almost instantly, but because of the high fever, she was almost in a coma and sleep, unable to wake up.

She just mumbled incoherently, "Sister Sharon..."

Vermouth showed a rare trace of tenderness on her face, and combed the girl's messy hair with her hands.

"You are such a stubborn little dog..."

She stared at Lin Jianhe for a while, then stood up and pressed the call bell, then turned around and left the ward

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Lin Jianhe had a dream, dreaming about the day when she joined the organization.

She remembered that it was a sunny day, and she had just graduated from the assassin academy, but she was only in her early twelfth year. The girl's long silver-white hair made her look very capable and heroic.

The person who brought her into the organization was Vermouth. However, they both tacitly did not mention the experience of their acquaintance. As a young genius killer, the organization welcomed her arrival.

And Aiba Yu was just like every decision she made in her childhood. Although it was a decision, she never had any choice.

She was like a machine, brainwashed, repeating "killing" blindly, without emotion, and joy, anger, sorrow and happiness in her eyes were just a synonym for disguise.

And she herself was a program.

On the first day of employment, under the leadership of Vodka, perhaps because of the same age, Aiba was assigned to a girl named Miyano Shiho as a bodyguard to take care of her.

The girl had short brown hair, cold eyes, and a sense of alienation in every move. When their eyes met, she only glanced at him lightly, without much reaction. She didn't even say hello.

Aiba thought that this girl was really arrogant and looked down on others.

But who can work in this organization is not a genius? Miyano Shiho, who is the same age as her, has lived in the organization since birth and became a scientist when she was a teenager. She is an indispensable scientific researcher in the organization.

At first, Aiba and Miyano Shiho had almost no conversation. The two of them hated each other. Miyano Shiho knew that Aiba was sent by the organization to monitor her every move, and she was just a bodyguard. So she didn't want to have any intersection with her, but occasionally made a cup of coffee for her.

Aiba felt that this cold and taciturn girl had a smell that made her feel very disgusted. For her, there is no need to have any extra feelings for others, and Miyano Shiho is just a colleague in the organization for Aiba.

Once upon a time, Aiba also thought that today she would protect Miyano Shiho as her bodyguard. Tomorrow, perhaps this girl will become the soul killed by her gun.

You should not have unnecessary feelings for your target.

This is her first lesson as a killer.