Conan: About the fact that I have a black brother

"I don't agree with what you said." Lin Xiaochen stood there with his back to him, "After all, I didn't see your face, so it can only be considered that you have seen me unilaterally."

"Do you think so? Well, today is indeed our first official meeting." Jundu said briskly. He shot and shattered the intercom on Lin Xiaochen's waist. "Throw the gun into the pit, raise your hands and turn around."

Lin Xiaochen threw the gun away quickly. He raised his arms and turned around slowly.

The two of them stood facing each other, just like looking in a mirror.

Jun Du's face showed a playful expression, as if everything was expected: "It really looks like you. You look much better than in the surveillance video."

"Thank you. I think I'm pretty, too. Or, if you want to brag, you don't have to keep me in suspense." Lin Xiaochen said calmly, without any sense of being pointed at by a gun. "What do you want from me, sir?"

"Isn't it obvious enough? I thought you had guessed it." Cointreau smiled and shook the Beretta in his hand. "Of course I'm here to kill you."

"Okay, okay, then I'm really unlucky. I can't even count how many people want to take my life." Lin Xiaochen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a helpless smile, "But now that I think about it, most of these were probably done by you, right?"

"You really wronged me." Jundu tilted his head, his young and handsome face deliberately showing a bit of innocence, "It was only twice, it's just that you made too many enemies."

"The forester who led the way yesterday was you and your accomplices. The map he gave us was also fake, right?" Lin Xiaochen put away his smile. The man in front of him looked exactly like his brother. Well, that was his brother himself, but there was something in his flesh and blood that shouldn't exist.

"Your other companion caused a commotion and forced us to separate. Now we should be waiting by the shrine for him to pass by." Lin Xiaochen slowly spoke out his guess, "Your original target was not me, right? The person you originally planned to kill was another person hiding in the mountains. He should be hiding near the shrine. In order to prevent us from discovering him, he took us on a detour yesterday."

Jundu smiled and listened carefully to his reasoning.

"You want to kill me because of my appearance or my identity?" Lin Xiaochen didn't seem to want to find out the identity of the target. He was more curious about Jun Du's current thoughts.

"Both. I don't like people with the same face as me, and I don't like the identity of a Japanese policeman." Jundu shrugged, "Okay, okay, I actually want you to be alive, but you being alive is too troublesome for me."

"I hate trouble the most!" He said like a kid who said he didn't like vegetables. "I like yours very much - how about this, let's wait and see?"

He pulled a revolver from his pocket. "There are four bullets in it. If you happen not to get hit--"

Seeing Lin Xiaochen's smiling eyes, he curled his lips, took out the magazine with one hand, and threw out a bullet: "Forget it, three. No less, let me fire two shots, I must have the advantage!"

Seeing Lin Xiaochen's helpless expression, as if he was watching a child playing, Jundu was dissatisfied: "Aren't you going to resist?"

"Will resistance be useful?" Lin Xiaochen laughed, "My service pistol is at the bottom of the pit, and my dagger is also at the bottom of the pit. How can you let me resist?"

"Well - indeed." Cointreau rolled his eyes, "Then let's start the game, shall we?"

"It's not good." Lin Xiaochen put his hand down, but saw that Jun Du seemed to be nervous for a moment and leaned forward slightly.

"Oh, it's tiring to hold my hands up. My legs and feet are disabled and I don't have any weapons. How about you let me loosen up a little?" Lin Xiaochen patted his left arm with his right hand.

"Don't play tricks, Officer Lin. Do you think I will come here alone?" Jun Du said in a grim tone, "Officer Lin can calculate the trajectory, so he should be able to calculate the sniper's position."

Suddenly, a bone-chilling gust of wind whistled past, like a ferocious beast, rushing towards people with its fangs and claws bared. The wind was fierce and mercilessly whipped on the face, bringing waves of stinging pain.

Lin Xiaochen was also unconsciously dazzled by the wind.

After a crisp sound, Jundu looked at the muzzle of the gun with regret: "What a pity, but it doesn't count this time."

Jundu smiled maliciously. He caught the flash of surprise on Lin Xiaochen's face. It was as if the perfect mask finally had a crack. His tone became excited: "I still have one chance."

"When you smile, your eyes are very bright and beautiful." Lin Xiaochen said something out of the blue that Jundu found puzzling.

There was a blank look on Jundu's face for a moment, but the long sound of gunfire a moment later made his expression solemn.

"It's no use for you to praise me." Jun Du pointed the gun at Lin Xiaochen again, "This is the last chance. If you can survive, I will let you go."

Lin Xiaochen opened his mouth to speak.

The alarm in his head kept ringing all day, almost blowing his skull off.

The words "Lin Xiaochen" at the first place on the relief list turned blood red.

This is a sign that life is entering the countdown.

The system's detection is never wrong. Lin Xiaochen felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then he felt a warm and wet feeling.

He tried to see the face of the person in front of him through his blood-red vision in disbelief, but unfortunately, his eyes seemed to be soaked in blood, and no matter how hard he tried, he could only see a blurry figure.

"I'm so sorry, your luck is really not that good."

Jundu looked at Lin Xiaochen who fell to the ground unable to hold on any longer, slowly walked forward and squatted beside him, listening to his heavy breathing, raised his hand to close Lin Xiaochen's wide-open eyes, then walked to Bommer's side and exchanged their pistols.

Afterwards, he stood up, turned his head to look in the direction of Lin Xiaochen, and then walked away.

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The author says:

Since I killed the protagonist in the previous book, I would like to remind you solemnly: Dalin will not die!!!