Lan Jiang loses her memory every day

A killer can't have emotions, because that would only be his weakness. When Qin Jiu hugged Lan, this sentence suddenly flooded into his mind.

Gin never bothered to say that.

Because it is the feelings that allow him to make quick judgments and actions.

Thinking about it, he hugged the girl in his arms tightly and put him into a black car.

The girl in her arms seemed to be immersed in a nightmare, and a moan escaped from her mouth from time to time.

Gin looked at his watch, "It's 23:59."

Outside the parking lot, Belmode gripped the steering wheel in annoyance, looked at Vodka standing aside, and said casually, "Vodka, are there bombs in the parking lot?"

"I can't reveal that," Vodka said, looking at the dark parking lot.

Is the elder brother really so cruel?

Maybe this is his elder brother, those few days were just a dream.

Vodka thought with rare sentimentality.

Gin aimed the gun at the girl's forehead, and finally let go of her wrist.

A muffled laugh echoed in the car.

It seems that he still lost.

It fell on Lan's lips like a dragonfly, as if devout to the gods.

Only then did he know that what he confessed was not just a few days, but also the sincerity that is hard to find for a killer.

It's just that he is not a person who believes in fate.

He believes in initiative more.

So, Lan, let's take a gamble.

If you meet me next time, it won't be my fault.

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After a while, Conan and the FBI rushed to the building.

"This building was built in 1995 and has a total height of [-] floors."

Judy said, then looked at Conan hesitantly, "Are we going to search this mansion?"

Without him, it's just because the [-]th floor is too labor-intensive.

And I don't know if I can find Ran immediately.

The more time wasted, the more danger.

Conan didn't speak yet.

The sound of explosions was heard from the parking lot next to the building, and the flames lit up the night sky.

"Bomb." Conan immediately ran to the parking lot.

His instinct told him that Lan was in the parking lot.

"Coolkid." Judy could only see the back of Conan leaving, and then immediately ordered his subordinates, "Quickly search for the bomb and minimize the damage."

After all, he also ran to the parking lot.

There were rows of cars parked in the dark parking lot, and the one that exploded was the outermost one.

Conan checks the cars around the exploded car, and there are no bombs.

In other words, only one of every three cars is bombed.

Thinking, the second car exploded again.

"Lan, Lan!" Conan ran in the parking lot, trying to call Lan's name.

In the distance, Gin held the controller and looked at the fire in the parking lot.

Belmode looked out of the window worriedly.

Angel.

As if feeling the impact of heat and sound, Lan slowly woke up.

She sat up, the light of the fire in the distance illuminated the confusion and fear in her eyes.

"Where is this?" Lan opened the rear driver's door, and then she looked at her hands suspiciously.

Who is she?

Why is my heart so sad.

Lan wiped away the unstoppable tears, like the feeling of being abandoned.

Then, fainted on the concrete floor.

"Lan!" Conan naturally saw the people on the ground and ran over quickly.

Sure enough, it was Lan.

Conan hugged Lan tightly, and shouted anxiously, "Lan, Lan!"

In the end, it was only found that Lan fell asleep just because of exhaustion, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

It's dangerous, Lan.

finally found you.

After a while, the ambulance and police cars all arrived.

Gin and Belmode also naturally saw the girl being put into the ambulance, and a little boy holding her hand tightly, which was unavoidably dazzling in people's eyes.

Belmode secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Gin who was thinking, "Gin, it's time to go back."

After all, there was a hint of sarcasm in his voice, "After all, you let go."

She only hoped that her silver bullet would protect her Angel.Everything here is a dream.

Angel didn't remember their need.

Gin didn't reply, he stomped out his half-smoked cigarette, watched the ambulance disappear from sight, and nodded slightly.

The next time I find you, it is destined.