Two Dimensional Journey

"Who are you? How did you know my name?" Conan's expression changed when he saw his anesthetic needle was blocked by Zhang Xiang, but he still resisted the urge to avoid the door. See 1 Mao 2 Line 3 Chinese Net

Because the pistol in Zhang Xiang's hand was already pointed at his heart.

Moreover, a general feeling of being targeted by a poisonous snake appeared in his perception.

He knew that if he did any movement, he was afraid that the pistol in the opponent's hand would shoot out enough bullets to kill him on the spot.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is whether Shiho Miyano almost died in Pixar's hands because of your instigation." Zhang Xiang slowly stood up and raised his head. He looked at the position of Conan who was standing at the door.

Conan also opened his eyes wide at this time, trying to see Zhang Xiang's true face clearly.

However, to his disappointment, Zhang Xiang's face was covered with a black cloth.

However, in the next moment, his whole body suddenly stiffened.

Because, in his field of vision, Zhang Xiang's mysterious three-gouyu writing wheel eyes were staring at him with scarlet light.

Moreover, at the moment Zhang Xiang's body completely turned around, a monstrous murderous aura suddenly enveloped Conan.

Suddenly, there was a blank in Conan's mind, a fear that originated from the depths of his heart, like a blowout, gushing out from his heart, completely drowning his heart.

In his heart, there was only fear at this time, the usual keen thoughts, and the cleverness who didn't know where it was.

There is only the idea of ​​‘flee, escape, escape’ in his heart.

However, his feet were in fear, unable to move a single movement. See 1 Yarn 3 Chinese Net

Because he felt that if he moved any step, he would be swallowed by the endless abyss, and he would never be able to transcend.

Under this kind of boundless fear, he felt that every second was as long as a world, and his surroundings became boundless darkness, and he was the only one left.

The cold sweat kept oozing from his forehead.

Even in the twelfth lunar month in this cold weather, the clothes on his body were soaked in cold sweat in just a few seconds.

And at the next moment, a voice that made him unable to resist rang.

"Look up and look into my eyes..." Zhang Xiang's voice was like the voice from the purgatory king, and he had to raise his head.

And just when he stared at Zhang Xiang's deep pair of incomparably deep, like the scarlet three-gou jade writing round eyes that wanted to completely attract his mind.

His head was suddenly blank.

Then, he couldn't remember anything.

When he came back to his senses, he only saw Zhang Xiang from where he couldn't see, and took out a large gray-black dress wrapped around his body, with a large white coat on the outside. The sorrow of Huiyuan (shrunk) is wrapped tightly.

So, in his horrified and puzzled eyes, Zhang Xiang took small steps, stepped on the snow on the ground, and walked past him.

"This time, Shiho Miyano's accident is not your main responsibility. I already know this. But, please don't show up so much in the future, let the black organization discover your existence, and then affect Shiho Miyano. And , You must remember that the people around you are not the only one you are alone..." Zhang Xiang's scarlet three-gou jade writing round eyes, scanning his eyes, made him take a few steps back.

However, even so, he still failed to completely guard against Zhang Xiang's illusion.

At the moment he avoided his eyes, bursts of miserable sights about him, especially Xiaolan, appeared in his mind.

When he was sweating profusely and his face turned pale, only a faint voice came from a distance.

"The guy who fainted on the ground is an old member of the black organization... If you have enough luck, you should be able to take out some information about the organization from his mouth..." Zhang Xiang's voice, from him From the top of the stairs behind him.

When Zhang Xiang knew that Conan was here, he was already cautiously letting Pixar pass out to avoid hearing what he shouldn't hear.

At the stairway, Zhang Xiang had already transformed himself into a waiter with different faces everywhere in the hotel.

On his back, he carried a child who seemed to be tired from playing and fell asleep.

It’s just that every time Zhang Xiang walks through a passage, those cameras that are either in the bright or in the dark will be realized with a click, and a soil knife that suddenly appears from behind the camera. , To cut the line.

Even when I met Zhang Xiang and others along the way, I was only able to recall afterwards, it seemed that I had met a waiter.

Because, in order to avoid future troubles, he has already used all the abilities he can use now.

Therefore, when Zhang Xiang came out from the back of the alley behind the hotel, his face was already pale.

This is not only because he consumed too much Chakra in order to maintain that medium-range illusion, but also because he spent too much mental power in order to control the unfamiliar primary soil attribute control ability.

A few minutes later, Zhang Xiang appeared in front of the luxurious vehicle parked not far from the Beihu Hotel, holding Hui Yuanwei who was still wearing Zhang Xiang's jacket and suit, opened the door and got in.

If it weren't for avoiding those cameras that might catch them, he wouldn't take that long.

"Teacher Sunshine June, are you back?" The middle-aged driver in the car turned his head and said to Zhang Xiang.

However, when he saw the grief in Zhang Xiang's arms, he was taken aback.

"Teacher Sunshine June, who is this little girl?" the middle-aged driver asked with some confusion.

"Haha...that's to say, my little girlfriend..." Zhang Xiang laughed, but then he changed his style: "You lied to you, this is my niece. I was just halfway. I suddenly realized that I almost forgot. I have already agreed that I will go to my sister’s house and pick up my niece from my house today. My sister and brother-in-law want to go to the next two-person world. However, because I went It's late, even my niece is asleep, and almost delayed the flight of my sister and brother-in-law," Zhang Xiang explained to the middle-aged uncle.

After listening to Zhang Xiang's explanation, the middle-aged driver was able to solve his doubts.

"Well, then, Teacher Sunshine June, are you going directly to your house now?" the middle-aged driver asked dutifully.

"Well, yes, but you can calm down. My niece is still sleeping." Zhang Xiang said softly to the other party.

The middle-aged driver also nodded, and started to drive the luxury car smoothly.

And the luxury car is worthy of being a luxury car. The journey is extremely smooth. When halfway through the road, the exhausted Zhang Xiang also hugged the gray plains and slowly fell into a shallow sleep...