Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

When the police arrived, the attacker who caused this horrific incident was already on fire and was burned beyond recognition.

The only thing that could prove that he was a suspect in this incident was the sniper rifle that fell next to him.

Lancer stood quietly in the fire, with a dull expression and allowed the police to interrogate him. He could only say yes or no in a dull manner.

When Conan arrived on his skateboard, he saw several emergency personnel squatting across the road from the suspect, regretfully covering a deceased person with a white cloth.

"Wait a minute!" Conan immediately ran over with the skateboard in his arms. While the medical staff were still in a daze, he lifted up the white cloth and took a look.

He was shocked to find that this person was actually Gin!

Gin is dead? !

Conan couldn't believe it. After being stunned for a moment, he felt the pulse on the side of Gin's neck with his hand. Then he looked down and quickly found the fatal wound.

A shot through the chest.

He is really... dead...

While Conan was still slowly digesting this matter, he suddenly heard a panicked cry from the police.

"Mr. Lancer! Mr. Lancer, are you okay?"

Conan ran over and took a look, and saw that the young man's clothes were stained with dirt and ashes, and there were also a lot of blood spattered from Gin's body.

He was being supported by Officer Takagi at the scene and looked as if he could faint at any time.

"Brother Lancer...are you okay?" Conan ran to him and asked tentatively, "What have you just experienced? Have you seen clearly what the person who attacked you looks like?"

The young man didn't answer him. He looked straight at the direction of Gin's body with a sad look on his face, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he wanted to cry.

Through the image of the jumping flames, Conan saw the water in his eyes, and his mind immediately flashed back to the embrace they had held to celebrate freedom not long ago.

Even if the people in this organization shine brightly, they will soon be like shooting stars, fleeting.

With Conan's mentality and stance, it's really impossible to sympathize with him. He followed Lancer's gaze and glanced over to Gin, and saw that the medical staff had already carried the dead man onto a stretcher, covered it with a white cloth, and carried it straight to the ambulance.

Afterwards, Conan turned his eyes back and saw the forensics department personnel squatting in front of a charred corpse to examine it, so he ran over to investigate while no one was paying attention.

While taking notes, Officer Takagi saw a scratch on Lancer's arm, so he kindly suggested to him: "The ambulance will go directly to the hospital after a while. You can also follow them to treat the wound. I remember I left a If you need your phone number to assist in the investigation, the police will call you..."

Before boarding the ambulance, Lancer looked back at the messy scene. After turning his head, a faint smile appeared on his face that had just collapsed.

When the ambulance door was completely closed, Lancer buried his face in his hands and held back a sentence for a long time: "Damn..."

The female doctor took off her mask and felt depressed and wanted to hit someone.

"My new white coat is stained with blood. When I lifted him just now, the guy was too heavy and I almost threw him back to the ground..."

Pomaro cursed.

Bomore, an old acquaintance, crossed his arms and crossed his feet, and stepped on the edge of the stretcher where Gin was lying with his heels. He laughed and said, "Today is the most embarrassing day for Gin I have ever seen."

He didn't bother to take off his mask, so his voice sounded muffled.

Who would have thought that this ambulance is not serious at all?

After a while, Lancer raised his head, reached out and lifted the white cloth, glanced at the sleeping man, and pinched his face worriedly.

Bomore quickly stopped him, "Don't pinch me. What will happen if you pinch out the spots on the body later?"

Lancer rolled his eyes at him, and everyone else laughed, and the whole ambulance was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Seeing that Gin was really motionless, Bomore couldn't help but wonder: "What kind of medicine did you use on him? It looks like he is really dead."

Although the life-saving medicine can be used when you are about to die, you will have symptoms of suspended animation for a few hours after use. Don't panic at this time.

Even though he had known it for a long time, Lancer's heart was still hanging.

"It's a pity that the medicine only has one dose, otherwise you could use it for research on the island."

Bomore also felt sorry.

He paused and then asked, "So after all this hard work, is there any gain?"

Thinking of the face he saw not long ago, Lancer chuckled and said, "Yes, my biggest gain is that I have to take a long vacation."

"why?"

"I have no choice..."

Lancer did not continue speaking. He put his hands behind his head and began to think blankly.

Drowning in the endless darkness, Gin originally thought that he should be unconscious, but he found that he still had feelings and could even see some mysterious and illusory things.

In the apocalyptic century, when ordinary people can own battleships, people often fight over conflicts over interests.

Lasers of various colors intertwined in the air, destroying buildings on the ground at every turn.

After the battle, these building fragments are often replaced and restored at a very fast speed, just like data reconstruction.

"Hey! Lancer! I told you, you are the strongest person here!"

The jellyfish-shaped battleship opened, and a black-haired boy wearing tight-fitting clothes walked out of the cabin. His companion immediately came over and put his arm around his shoulders, complimenting him.

But in fact, this man had already held a glowing dagger in his hand behind his back and was ready to attack him.

The high-spirited young man passed through Gin's virtual body, suddenly pulled out a gun from his waist, and shot his so-called partner.

The timing was just when the opponent was about to raise his dagger and plan to attack him secretly.

Lancer sneered coldly, his expression here was even colder than Gin.

"Since you know I am the strongest, why do you still challenge me?"

The resources on the fallen man were plundered by Lancer. The young man played with the glowing dagger and gradually walked towards the huge construction base ahead.

Gin's memory only lingers on the young man's retreating back.

When darkness returned to his eyes, only a strange voice appeared in his brain.

[When your compatibility with the host reaches 50%, the system will unlock a new skill for you: Voice. 】

[This ability can be turned on and off by you. 】

[Removing suspended animation for you, countdown to 5, 4...]

When Gin heard the end of 1, he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

The pain from being penetrated was still left in his chest, but when he took off his clothes, he found no wounds at all.

Lancer, who had been sitting on the sofa opposite the bed, finally raised his head from his phone and looked at Gin.

"Yo! You're awake."

-My wife looks like a sleeping beauty~

what sound?

Gin took a private look and found that there was no one around except Lancer.

-What is he looking at? Who is he looking for? Has he forgotten me? Has he lost his memory? !

-System, get out of here!

Gin took a deep breath: "Are you talking?"

Lancer blinked innocently, "I just said hello to you!"

-It's over, it's over! My wife seems to be stupid, he was not shot in the brain...

Gin was sure that he was not ventriloquism, so he rubbed his eyebrows and accepted this magical reality——

He can hear Lancer's voice!