Conan's grammatical investigator

Chapter 537 The Gin Test
It was vodka that called during the day, and two people were waiting for me at night. This was undoubtedly a combination of gin + vodka.

Among the few members of the organization that I know, these two are also old faces.

Gin, ruthless, seems to have a high status in the organization, Vodka's big brother.

Vodka, burly and a bit naive, is the elder brother, the servant and the personal driver.

Qin Zhibo summed up the personalities of the two in his heart, and walked towards the agreed meeting place.

When the time came to 10:00 in the evening, Qin Zhibo just walked to the 47th bend of Longshen Mountain.

On the side of the road, gin and vodka were already waiting in front of the Porsche 356A.

At night, Vodka still wears the same sunglasses, while Gin's blond hair flutters in the slightly noisy wind on the top of the mountain.

"Hello."

Qin Zhibo walked up to him and greeted him in a normal tone.

Qin Jiu looked the man in front of him up and down, and was quite satisfied with the black attire of this "organization partner".

"Follow me."

Gin's voice was still gloomy, without any nonsense, he turned around and got into the car.

Like the shadow of gin, vodka also got into the car, and Qin Zhibo consciously sat in the back seat.

Inside the Porsche 356A, a faint smell of cigarettes surrounds it.

Qin Zhibo sat on the back seat of the car, quietly observing the backs of a pair of people sitting in the front seat, one burly and one tall.

If these two were his bodyguards, they would look very secure.

Unfortunately not
Not only that, but the Saburo Uozuka named "Vodka" in front wore sunglasses even when driving at night, which caused Qin Zhibo's safety index to plummet.

There is not even a street light in this mountainous area in the dark sky, and here is a series of difficult curves. What if the car overturns without seeing the road clearly?
Speechless all the way.

Fortunately, Gin chose Vodka as his driver for a reason. Vodka drove the car out of 99 consecutive turns safely under the situation of forcing himself to be more difficult, and his driving skills were comparable to the old driver Qiu Mingshan.

The Porsche continued to drive in the mountains. During this process, Gin didn't ask Qin Zhibo a single question, which was in sharp contrast to Qin Zhibo's interview with Amuro Toru during the day.

Could it be that his English is not very good?
Still nothing to say?

Or is it a combination of both?

In short, after 99 consecutive turns, the Porsche 356A went through three intersections, two bridges, and one intersection, and came to a place that looked like a factory.

The white iron door of the factory blocked the Porsche's progress, so Vodka turned off the car, and the three got out of the car together.

Vodka raised his hand roughly and patted the iron door. After a while, there was a sound from inside.

"I'm coming!"

The small door next to the iron gate opened, and Qin Zhibo almost couldn't help laughing when he saw the face of the person who opened the door.

This man is also wearing sunglasses in Dahetian, and his rather naive square jaw is almost exactly the same as vodka.

It's just that this man's jaw is still not as square as that of vodka, and his figure is also slightly inferior. The name floating above his head is Goro Fujiwara.

While leading Gin and his party inside, Fujiwara said, "I told him that we are going to smuggle stolen luxury cars abroad for sale. That guy doesn't want to do it now, and keeps clamoring to quit."

Fujiwara introduced the purpose of their trip, which seemed to be to deal with a certain car thief who dared not continue to conduct illegal business.

Under the leadership of Fujiwara, a group of people came to the factory building. A man with a thin face and a waved hair was putting his feet on the coffee table like a dude, eating snacks while watching TV.

Vodka grinned at the corner of his mouth, and directly pushed the door and broke into it.

"Hey! Who are you!"

"Who let you in!"

The car thief looked at the men in black who broke in suddenly, and shouted in fright, but the burly vodka had already grabbed him by the neck.

The car thief wanted to resist, but Gin next to him pulled out his pistol, and pressed the black muzzle against the man's forehead.

"do not move."

"If you move again, I will kill you."

Gin's tone was not very strong, but the strong murderous intent revealed in the gloomy words was not concealed at all, which immediately made the car thief's expression distorted with fear, and he gave up resistance.

In this way, Vodka dragged the car thief to the wide field outside, and also took out his own pistol, imitating the sentence pattern of gin, and issued a vicious warning.

"Don't move, move, I'll kill you too, you understand?"

The car thief nodded in fright.

Under the double threat of gin and vodka, the car thief, who is also an outlaw fanatic, has no aura at all. He is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, cowering and cowering in the center of the field.

Qin Zhibo took a closer look and felt that the social skills (intimidation) of these two people were definitely at the full level, at least the gin must be at the full level.

At this time, Fujiwara on the side leaned over to Gin Wine, with a flattering expression on his face, "Brother, after finishing this business, can you let me join your organization?"

The "big brother" in Fujiwara's mouth made Vodka on the side a little upset. I am the only one who can call Gin big brother!
Qin Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking of this sensitive and special period, even the peripheral members without a code name would not accept it easily, unless ordered by "that adult".

"I will think about it."

Gin made a bad check, and Fujiwara immediately showed a happy expression, and continued: "Can you not kill him first, his car stealing skills are really good, and this business still needs him."

Fujiwara was obviously talking about car thieves, but before he finished speaking, Gin turned his head and gave him a look.

This look is very fierce, the pupil is like a murderer looking down on his prey, and the warning in it is self-evident.

Are you teaching me to do things?

Fujiwara was so stared at that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he quickly backed away and didn't dare to speak any more.

Vodka on the side was very satisfied seeing this scene, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Hehe, the big brother hates others to teach him how to do things. It seems that I am the only one who knows the most about gin - vodka!

And all of this, Qin Zhibo watched silently, pretending to be an observer from God's perspective.

After all, he is a foreigner who does not understand Japanese, and everything has nothing to do with him.

But just when Qin Zhibo thought that Qin Jiu brought him to observe the criminal process of the organization, Qin Zhibo asked Vodka to hand the pistol to Qin Zhibo.

"Shoot."

Qin Zhibo took the gun, and Qin Jiu expressed in the shortest English what he wanted Qin Zhibo to do.

He wanted Qin Zhibo to shoot the car thief, that is - to kill someone!
Qin Zhibo didn't expect that Qin Jiu's test for his new member would be to kill someone himself.

This kind of test is a bit like receiving a certificate of honor, which caught Qin Zhibo by surprise.

Strictly speaking, although Qin Zhibo has seen many dead people, he has never killed any one.

But facing Qin Jiu's impatient eyes, Qin Zhibo knew that if he didn't shoot, he would be the one who died.

"Actually, my shooting level is not very good."

Qin Zhibo explained in English with a smile, and shook the silenced pistol in his hand jokingly.

But just when Qin Jiu thought that Michael Bay was afraid to shoot and wanted to raise his pistol to "solve" the problem, Qin Zhibo suddenly turned his gun on the car thief in the field.

Piu, Piu, Piu, Piu
After dozens of shots in a row, Qin Zhibo's fingers pulled the trigger continuously without stopping, and the flames and gunpowder smoke from the muzzle sprayed wantonly in the dark night.

Until the magazine was emptied and the trigger made the sound of empty click, Qin Zhibo was still pulling the trigger frantically.

"Wow—"

"This is really cool!"

Qin Zhibo looked at the gun in his hand with incredulous eyes, an expression of enthusiasm for modern hot weapons was fully displayed on his face.

In the middle of the field, the unharmed car thief was already slumped on the ground after being frightened by more than a dozen rounds of bullets, his crotch was wet and cold.

Gin and vodka looked at the car thief in disbelief, and looked at Michael Bay, an accomplice in the organization who was excitedly playing with a pistol, feeling that the situation was developing in a direction that he didn't expect at all.

Appeared!
Body stroke marksmanship!

(End of this chapter)