Coroner Coroner

The long-haired man paused slightly, his expression became more serious:

"Moreover, they obviously haven't met us face to face, but they still found out what we did, and even became vigilant in advance."

"how did you do that?"

"How much do they know about us?"

This problem is actually bothering the long-haired man himself.

He heard a dog barking and a human voice from a distance, and followed the sound to chase them out, only to see the back of the other party running away in a panic.

During the whole process, those brats never met them, so how could they know they were doing bad things?

Could it be...they were seen before they moved the corpse into the cave?

But in that case, how dare those little ghosts chase him into the cave?

The long-haired man was puzzled.

The unknown frightened him.

And the best way to get rid of fear is to kill all the guys who scare him.

"Killing one is killing, and killing a group of people is killing."

"Idiots, when we rob banks and kill people, there's no turning back."

The long-haired man mobilized his subordinates in a murderous manner:

"If they were let go, the police would be brought here immediately and they would investigate us."

"But if we kill them and bury them in the cave—"

"In this wilderness, no one can find the dead body. The probability of our exposure is zero!"

"This... big brother is right!"

After being told by the eldest brother, the murderous intentions of the short-haired fat man and the watermelon-headed thin man also quietly hardened.

Their hesitation is just fear of punishment, which is not in itself against killing.

Even killing children and old people.

In their eyes, the old man Dr. Ali, Conan and Ayumi are just a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and the slaughter is effortless.

"Hurry up and catch up!"

"Don't give them time to call the police!"

As the long-haired man said so, the pace of catching up with his feet suddenly accelerated a little.

The two younger brothers followed closely.

Like hungry wolves pouncing on food, the group of three clung to the backs of Conan and the others, who had disappeared not long ago, and chased after them at lightning speed.

Soon, they chased to the other end of the forest not far away, and saw the trace of the prey again.

Conan and others had fled back to the campsite at this time.

"Wait...there are three more?"

The long-haired man stopped the two younger brothers and asked them to hide in the woods first.

They carefully hid behind the trees, spying on Lin Xinyi and the others who had successfully met in the campsite.

"Big brother..."

Seeing Lin Xinyi and Belmode, the short-haired fat man was a little more frightened:

"Shall we do it again? Besides the old man, there seem to be two adults on the other side."

"In addition to those little ghosts, there are too many of them, it seems difficult to deal with."

"..." The long-haired man's face darkened, and he cursed in a low voice: "You bastard!"

"So what if there are two more adults?"

"A woman with a pretty face, how much stronger is her fighting power than that old man?"

The voice just fell...

I only heard such a conversation from outside the woods:

"What? There are gunmen in the cave? Maybe they're chasing them?"

Lin Xinyi finished listening to Conan's report with a look of shock.

Conan nodded seriously, expressing that what he said was true.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Xinyi's expression suddenly became serious:

"Damn, don't you usually only trigger murders..."

"Why is there still a gunfight scene?"

While muttering something incomprehensible with an ugly face, he looked around and looked down at the ground, as if he was looking for some convenient self-defense weapon.

And then, the next second...

"That's it."

"Chris and I are here to deal with those guys, you guys should pay attention to concealment, and call the police as soon as possible."

As he spoke, Lin Xinyi lifted up a stone.

It seems to be used as a throwing weapon for self-defense.

Not big.

It looks like a hundred or ten catties.

Long-haired man: "..."

"Brother..." The short-haired fat man asked with an ugly expression, "That little boy... looks like he's going to be tricky."

"It's ok…"

As expected of a big brother, the long-haired man's tone is still tough:

"It's just a little more brute force."

"I think it's already very difficult for him to lift the stone up - how can he fight us?"

The voice just fell...

Lin Xinyi tried to weigh the big stone in his arms.

Then, like flipping a volleyball, throw it up lightly, and then.

As if adapting to its weight.

"It's light, it's enough."

Long-haired man: "..."

"Brother..." The short-haired fat man quietly seeped a layer of cold sweat on his forehead: "That little white face... looks unusual."

They are also gangsters who have been on the road for many years, and they have seen the world.

So they all vaguely know that in this world, some people are as skilled as monsters, and they are born abnormal.

Facing that kind of enemy, the best choice for ordinary people is to run away.

"No, it's okay..."

As expected of the eldest brother, the attitude of the long-haired man has not changed much:

"So what if you are good at it?"

"All three of us have guns—have guns, understand?"

"No matter how good that little boy is, he only has stones in his hands. What right does he have to jump in front of us?"

The voice just fell...

The beautiful silver-haired lady next to the "little boy" suddenly conjured a black-painted automatic pistol from the cuff of the windbreaker as if by magic.

Others only felt that their eyes were dazed, and the pistol had slipped from the cuff, and Belmode held it tightly in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, Belmode checked the loading vigorously, pushed the magazine, and pulled the pistol slide to load the bullet.

The whole process was like flowing clouds and flowing water, and the movements seemed to be more proficient and smooth than these green forest bandits.

Long-haired man: "..."

"Brother..." The short-haired fat man asked with an ugly face, "That foreign woman...doesn't seem like an ordinary person?"

"Are we really, really going to fight with them?"

The originally expected one-sided massacre has unknowingly turned into a "conflict of fire" in his mouth.

There is a master and a gunner on the opposite side, and I am afraid it will be difficult to fight.

"No, it's okay..."

As expected of a big brother, the long-haired man still didn't let go:

"All they have is a gun, a woman who can shoot it."

"How could it beat us three guns, three people?"

"Three against one, the advantage is mine!"

The voice just fell...

"Boy." Belmode handed the gun in his hand to Lin Xinyi: "Do you still remember how to shoot?"

"Eh..." Lin Xinyi hesitated for a moment:

Although his marksmanship is poor, he has been trained as a police officer and knows how to use a gun.

It's true that a gun is better than throwing stones.

"Okay." Lin Xinyi put down the stone and took the pistol from Belmode's arms.

Then he asked with some concern: "I have used the gun, so what do you do?"

"Do not worry about me."