"Do you see the place I'm pointing at in front?" Nan Ling looked around and found that the rooftop was not empty. He had certainly considered this when choosing the retreat route.
But it cannot be said that there are many shelters - the concrete pier that Nan Ling pointed to Kaito was the closest one to them, and even so, it was still more than three meters away from them.
"Yeah." Kaito replied softly.
"Do you have any smoke bombs?"
"Yes...ah, it's gone now." Kaito was a little embarrassed, "I only brought one, and I just used it up."
Nan Ling rolled his eyes, "Can't you bring a few more?"
"There's no place, no place."
"You even brought a hang glider, but you didn't have room for a smoke bomb?" Nan Ling was a little disappointed. "Excuse me, is there something wrong with my brain?"
"Ahhh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Seeing Nan Ling's expression gradually collapse, Kaito quickly clasped his hands together, shrank his neck and apologized cowardly.
"Forget it, it's no big deal." Nan Ling turned his head and looked at the other side. "You go that way, I'll go the other way. There are two exits on this rooftop, remember?"
"Of course." Kaito responded subconsciously, and then realized, "Isn't that too far?"
The bunker on Nanling's route was even further away than the one he pointed out to Kaito.
"Anyone who still hesitates about such things at this time will be in danger. Meet up at my house later." Nan Ling rubbed Kaito's head again, "I'll count to three, two, one - run!"
Almost at the moment the words fell, Nan Ling slipped out like a rabbit.
He didn't have time to see what was happening on Kaito's side, because he was suppressed by fire the moment he showed his head.
Fortunately, there was no sniper on the other side, because most of the bullets hit the ground around him. The few bullets that did hit him only grazed his skin, and although it might look a bit miserable, he was not actually seriously injured.
If he hadn't seen the blood oozing out, he might not have even realized that he had been hit.
It doesn't hurt at all, it's just a drizzle.
"Huh..." Nan Ling slid and finally successfully hid next to the designated position.
He looked back at Kaito, who had arrived earlier than him. The other party gave him a thumbs up with ease, and there was no visible wound on his body.
Damn, is this the protagonist's halo of 100% bullet dodging? Aren't there big differences between people?
Nan Ling recalled the many miraculous deeds that Kaito and Conan performed in the plot and sighed deeply.
Although the distance was a bit far, Nan Ling could see that Kaito's expression was full of worry.
He glanced at his body and saw that there were indeed several obvious wounds.
He waved his hand over there to indicate not to worry, and then made a countdown gesture.
Kaito silently nodded and made an OK gesture in response.
Nan Ling muttered to himself.
Three - Two - One -
The two of them took action together again .
By the time they successfully reached the exit of the rooftop, Nan Ling was covered in wounds.
Of course, he himself didn't realize this , and he only discovered it when Kaito was making crazy hand gestures to him.
"Are they really all just scratches? The person opposite is a master of human body outlining?" Nan Ling muttered to Kaito while making a gesture to show that he was fine, and glanced at him with resentment.
Compared to him, Kaito looked much better. It was just a few holes in his clothes.
Nan Ling looked at his worn-out maintenance uniform and frowned in distress.
If I go out like this, I will definitely cause a commotion, right? Fortunately, there is a shopping mall downstairs.
Ah, anyway, this operation went pretty smoothly. It was just that someone caught up with us in the end... Your reaction speed was pretty fast. With this ability, you should guard your home better!
Oh, I forgot, they probably won’t have a home after this.
Thinking of this, Nan Ling immediately felt happy.
Nan Ling muttered to himself as he sneaked into the mall. Not only did he get some clothes, he also changed his appearance along the way.
He used the torn clothes he had taken off as makeshift bandages to treat his wounds.
When walking out of the main entrance of the mall, Nan Ling saw, as expected, a group of people who were wearing casual clothes but were obviously looking for someone.
Nan Ling, who had already transformed himself, naturally got out smoothly. Kaito was not injured, but was even faster than him.
In this way, the operation was successfully completed, which is cause for celebration.
When Nan Ling returned home, Kaito was already waiting in the back alley. As soon as he saw him, he walked over anxiously and asked about his injuries.
Only after Nan Ling repeatedly stated that he was really fine was he successfully sent away.
"Alas, people nowadays, although they are not very old, they worry a lot." Nan Ling felt a headache when he thought about Zhu Fu Jingguang's reaction to this matter.
No matter what, take care of your own wounds first.
Nan Ling bandaged himself with a look of resignation.
"Ah... Is this what it feels like to cosplay as Dazai Osamu?" After finishing, he raised his arm and looked at the bandages on it. "Am I going to become a bandage spirit?"
"Ding——" The blue cell phone vibrated as Nan Ling just finished speaking.
"Don't respond to me at this time." Nan Ling picked up the phone and raised his eyebrows, "What you said is true..."
He tapped his phone and sent a message to Zhu Fu Jingguang.
[I'm fine, I'll be there soon.]
…
"Is this what you mean by "it's okay?" Zhu Fu Jingguang stood in front of Nan Ling with a little anger on his face.
"I was wrong." Nan Ling raised his hands and admitted his mistake readily, "It was going smoothly at first, but in the end they caught up with us..."
Zhu Fujing rubbed his brows with a headache, "I know you are very capable, but don't be careless about this kind of thing in the future."
"It was an accident." Nan Ling looked innocent, "and they are just minor wounds."
Zhu Fu Jingguang took a deep breath, feeling that what he had said before was in vain, "Look at all the injuries you have, even if they are minor, they are very serious."
"It's okay." Nan Ling said nonchalantly, "I have a very good physique. These injuries won't affect me, and I will recover quickly."
"It's not that kind of question." Zhu Fu Jingguang once again felt that he needed to teach Nan Ling what common sense was. "I don't want you to make plans based on the premise that you will get hurt. Don't think 'it's no big deal' so you don't care."
"Okay, okay." Nan Ling raised his hand resignedly, "Is it not okay for me to listen to you?"
Seeing Zhu Fu Jing Guang about to speak, he quickly added, "I definitely won't do that next time."
"Just don't be perfunctory to me." Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed.
Ever since he met Nan Ling, the number of times he sighed has increased exponentially.
"How could that be?" Nan Ling smiled innocently.
Although he knew that Zhufu Jingguang was doing this for his own good, after all, only he knew his own affairs.
It seems like I can’t let him know next time... Why do I feel like a middle school student who does bad things behind his parents’ backs?
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