Choose to be a scumbag in Conan

"Ahh~~~ that's why you came to me?"

Conan looked at Lin Yi with a Sima face, and the lens couldn't stop the unhappiness from the dead fish's eyes.

Lin Yi checked Conan's rope one last time, and he said with a smile, "You're going to do the same thing as James Bond later, aren't you looking forward to it?"

"I'm expecting a ghost..."

Conan said angrily. He glanced down at the sewage drain below. Before anyone could go down, he smelled a strong stench, which made him feel nauseous and had the urge to turn around and run.

"I said...is your news really reliable?"

Conan looked at Lin Yi with strong doubts: "Did the prisoner really throw things here?"

"The information is accurate."

Lin Yi looked at the sewage outlet below and said: "When the witness passed by last night, he saw someone throwing things here, he shouted at that time, and the person hurriedly ran away. ."

"From the perspective of time, it is roughly similar...but whether it is specific or not, you have to find it."

In order to successfully bring the arrested prisoner to justice, Conan had to be a James Bond. He quickly took out a mask and put it on for himself, put on gloves, and said, "Then I'll go down and look for it, you have to hold on tight. ."

"Um."

Lin Yi nodded: "According to witnesses, what was thrown away was a pair of gloves and a mask. If you can't find it on the water, it probably sank in it. Then you can put your hand in and look for it."

"...Okay, you can let me go."

There was a sad look on Conan's face.

Seeing this, Lin Yi pushed Conan down.

Chapter 500

Conan never thought that he would descend in such a way, which made him scream and scream.

The whole person quickly drew closer to the cesspool.

The stench came from the nostrils, and the mask was still useless.

The high-speed falling action made his body instinctively make a protective action, placing his hands in front of him.

When Conan was about to fall into the cesspool, Lin Yi pulled the rope in time to hold Conan back.

Conan's descent stopped, and he stopped right above the cesspool.

This made the parties unconsciously breathe a sigh of relief.

Conan was a little unhappy that Lin Yi pushed himself down just like that. Just when he was about to complain a few words, suddenly, an accident happened.

As we all know, speed does not disappear for nothing.

Although this is the world of Ke Xue, some things still have to listen to Newton.

After falling at a high speed, it stopped suddenly, the speed was gone, and it turned into a pull on the lower abdomen.

The rope hit Conan's abdomen hard, and his lower abdomen felt so painful. Under the violent pressure, he had to aggrieved and shrink.

Then Conan felt a strong discomfort in his abdomen, coupled with the thick stench constantly irritating his nose, causing his stomach to churn for a while.

Just like the Dragon King of the East China Sea couldn't handle Nezha, Conan couldn't control the tumbling in his stomach.

Then Conan vomited loudly.

The most important thing is not this!

But Conan wore a mask before he came down!

When he spit out this mouth, the vomit was blocked by the mask and directly blocked in his mouth.

An even more terrible thing happened. Conan's mouth was filled, but his stomach didn't know it, and continued to carry undigested food into his mouth.

All of a sudden, the esophagus tube was blocked!

The trachea and esophagus are the same in the throat as the mouth, with the trachea in front of the esophagus.

The esophagus is blocked, so other things have to turn to the trachea.

Said so much, but it just happened in a split second!

Conan only felt that he vomited, but he didn't spit it out, and then he felt that his throat was blocked, and the next second he had difficulty breathing.

Conan's face was ugly in an instant, gradually turning pale, he quickly took off his mask and vomited.

The scene once became spectacular, like a dam releasing water, very grand.

The initiator watched Conan vomiting, and he was a little surprised. He knew that the cesspool was a little smelly, but it wasn't enough to vomit, right?

And looking at the scale of Conan's vomit, it is simply a thousand miles away.

It was as if all the contents in the stomach had been vomited out.

Is it so exaggerated?

Lin Yi murmured in his heart.

He couldn't help but say, "Conan, are you all right?"

After Conan spit out the stock in his stomach, he felt terrible.

He wiped his mouth, slowly turned his head to look at Lin Yi, looked at him with his mindless pupils, and told the other party with silence——Do you think I look like I'm fine?

Seeing the desperate expression on Conan's face, Lin Yi felt that Conan's psychological quality was really bad, and he obviously hadn't exercised yet.

Consider what he did in the theatrical version.

Facing all kinds of high-altitude falls, all kinds of fancy explosions, all kinds of bullets, he can keep his face unchanged.

Now there is a cesspool in a mere cesspool, and he is tossed into life rather than death.

"Are you okay? Would you like to come up and rest for a while?"

However, as a host with a humanitarian spirit, Lin Yi still asked a few questions with concern. After all, there is still a place to use Conan in the future.

Now that he's broken, he'll be useless in the future.

So, come up and take a rest first, and then resume work when your energy is full.

Proper rest can help improve work efficiency.