Seeing Conan rush out without hesitation, Lin Xin was very tired.

But to be honest, not only did he not hate this kid at all, but he also admired him very much and even admired him.

After all, in this era of cold currents, Conan's pure and flawless sense of justice is like a gem, rare and brilliant.

He is undoubtedly a hero, but...

"You have to understand that being a hero requires sacrifice!"

Lin Xinyi sighed deeply and his eyes became serious:

He admires Conan, but opposes his heroic actions.

To put it simply, it was because he was afraid that he would be sacrificed together with this great hero.

To put it more formally...

This is because individual heroism is separated from the masses and the collective, and exaggerates the role of the individual, which can easily lead to violations of discipline and liberal errors that undermine the overall situation in actual actions.

Historical materialism recognizes the existence of individual heroes and their role in history, supports, publicizes and affirms individual heroic deeds, but opposes individual heroism.

In short, reality is not a Hollywood movie. If you don’t have the halo of the protagonist and play like Conan, sooner or later someone will die.

Conan is obviously used to being the protagonist and is a little overconfident.

At this moment, he was completely unaware of the risks that he might bring to himself and those around him by stepping forward.

"The masked man is facing away from me...this is the perfect opportunity!"

"As long as we knock him out, we can use him as a breakthrough to reverse the offensive and launch a counterattack against the organization!"

With such a beautiful wish, Conan jumped out from behind the door.

Pop open the watch cover, aim the anesthesia needle at the masked man with his back to you, and prepare to launch!

Everything went as he expected.

However, what Conan didn't expect was...the masked man's reaction speed was so fast that it caught people off guard.

As if he had long expected that Conan would launch a sneak attack from behind, the moment he heard the strange noise behind him, he dodged sideways.

However, with a slight jump, the anesthesia needle was easily dodged.

"This..." Conan's expression changed.

The masked man didn't hesitate at all, turned around, took out a pistol with a silencer, and pointed it at his head:

"Heh... I knew there was someone hiding here."

"Die to me--kid!"

"Wha, what?"

Looking at the black muzzle in front of him, Conan looked a little confused:

Why did the other party react so quickly?

And you promised to take me away intact?

Why did you pull out a gun?

Hey hey...don't pull the trigger!

Are you serious? Director, this script is wrong!

At this moment, Conan was completely stupid:

According to the normal script, the moment he rushed out risking his life, a burst of exciting BGM should have sounded in the air.

With the blessing of music, the enemy will have severe symptoms of human body strokes/network delays/blind e-sports.

Conan, on the other hand, will use his small skills to make a big difference, defeat the strong with the weak, and show off his magical powers with football/skateboards/anesthetic needles/retractable belts.

But this time, his speaker seemed to be out of power.

The masked man not only reacted extremely quickly to dodge the anesthesia needle, but also acted decisively and shot him with a backhand.

The trigger had been pulled, and Conan felt like he could see the horrific scene of bullets shooting out of the fire and piercing his head.

There was no time to escape.

A chill surged from the soles of my feet to the top of my head, as if my blood had been frozen.

Conan desperately faced his impending death.

boom!

Gunfire rang out.

But before that, Conan saw a majestic figure rushing toward him risking his life.

"Forest?!"

The one who rushed out was Lin Xinyi.

He jumped out from behind the door, facing the fire that was about to bloom, and threw Conan to the ground.

In this way, Conan was protected by Lin Xinyi.

His face was on the floor now and he couldn't see anything.

Only a gunshot was heard, followed by Xiaolan's anxious shouting, the sound of footsteps, the sound of fighting, and the sound of a human body falling to the ground.

Climbing out from under Lin Xinyi's body again, Conan saw:

The masked man has been knocked down.

Xiaolan stood in front of the fainted masked man, assuming a karate stance.

"Win, win?!"

Falling from the peak to the trough, but narrowly surviving from the abyss, a series of changes made Conan somewhat confused.

But he was stunned for a moment and quickly reacted:

"Quickly, find a rope and tie up the masked man."

"And his cell phone. His cell phone wasn't broken, right?"

Conan got up from the ground on his hands and knees and ran towards the fainted masked man excitedly.

But his Xiaolan stopped him with a gloomy face:

"That's enough, Shinichi!"

"Are you still thinking only about the case?"

"Look back and see the person you left behind!"

Mao Lilan clenched her fists tightly, her big eyes shining with tears seemed to be able to speak, full of disappointment and anger.

Conan was slightly startled.

He couldn't help but follow Mao Lilan's gaze and look back:

Lin Xinyi, who had just protected him, collapsed to the ground.

He clutched his waist tightly, where blood was gushing out and was scarlet, as if he had been shot through from behind by a bullet.

"Forest..."

Conan was completely stupid again:

It turns out that Lin Xinyi did not successfully dodge the bullet.

Lin Xinyi used his own flesh and blood to help him block the bullet!

"Are you...are you okay?!"

Conan subconsciously wanted to rush up to check on Lin Xinyi.

But Mao Lilan was the first to take the lead, hurriedly ran to Lin Xinyi and squatted down, and helped Lin Xinyi up with an anxious expression:

"Mr. Lin, are you okay?!"

"Don't worry...I'm not dead yet."

Lin Xinyi fell into Mao Lilan's arms, his voice weak.

It seemed that he was in too much pain, and his expression looked a little ferocious:

"It's just that Conan..."

"What did I tell you before?"

"I told you, don't be too careful, just hide it from me!"

"Can't you remember the lesson you learned at the amusement park?!"

"I..." Conan's hands and feet were cold and his expression was dull.

Seeing that Lin Xinyi was seriously injured due to his adventure, he felt unprecedented guilt.

He had a really smooth life before.
To be continued...