Conan: I'm really not a model worker at a winery

Chapter 372

Hideo Akai watched Ireland escape, and began to think about this peerless problem in his heart.

His teammates may be gone.

And the next one doesn't have to be, maybe it's me.

Glancing at the tightly held shotgun in his hand, and feeling the pistol being pressed harder and harder against his head, Hideichi Akai looked at the mirror solemnly:
"When you came here, there was no sound or wind. How did you do that?"

"..."

"It seems that the companions I arranged nearby didn't hold you back...and I didn't hear any movement, did you kill them?"

"..."

"I look at the guy just now, and I seem to be very surprised by your arrival. You shouldn't be from that organization, right?"

"..."

"you……"

Just when Akai Shuichi was about to ask the fourth of the hundred thousand whys, his eyes suddenly blurred.

For a moment he felt free again.

Looking intently, how can there be a mirror in front of me?

However, Akai Shuichi noticed a shadow turning over the container next to him from the corner of his eye.

Akai Shuichi: "..."

This speed, is it human?

He doubted his ability for a moment, and then remembered that he seemed to have more important things to do now.

First of all, to find his lost teammates...even if there are only corpses left.

……

Some distance away from the main road.

Ireland covered the wound with her exploded hand, panting heavily, her inner thoughts racing.

"What was the origin of that person just now?"

He found that the surroundings were still abnormally quiet, but no one surrounded him. Those who suspected the FBI in his heart were all dealt with by the strange long-haired man just now.

And when the opponent controlled Akai Shuichi, he didn't react at all, as if he suddenly appeared like a ghost.

Ireland took a few breaths, feeling that the wound was still cracking, gritted his teeth, and decided to go outside again to see if he could contact his own people.

But just as he left the wall of the container where he was leaning against to rest, the cell phone that had been in his crying pocket, which was as quiet as a chicken, suddenly vibrated.

Ireland was stunned for a moment, and then a little happy—the one who called back at this time should be the companion who participated in this operation.

And help!
He took out his mobile phone as quickly as possible, and the caller number displayed on the mobile phone was no stranger to Ireland.

Press the answer button without hesitation:

"Gin! What is the situation now? The people on my side probably have no way to leave."

"...We fell for it."

The voice on the phone was very gloomy, full of murderous intent, completely different from what Ireland heard on the communication channel before.

It is estimated that Gin was angered.

"Ireland, where are you now? Where are the others?"

"I'm almost leaving the pier..." Ireland took a few steps forward, grinning in pain from the wound, "By the way, I met Akai Shuichi just now, and he injured me."

Gin's voice paused, "Shuichi Akai? Is he with you?"

"I was there just now, but something happened and I ran away."

"...go out, I'll be at c3 outside the pier, the police have noticed this place, we need to evacuate immediately."

"Row."

On the phone, neither of them said much, and hung up at the same time with a tacit understanding.

Point c3 is a semi-abandoned warehouse next to the pier, which is completely opposite to the place where the previous explosion occurred.

At the end of the road, Ireland finally sees hope - the Porsche of Gin.

Gin in the car also noticed that Ireland was inconvenient to move, turned on the lights, started the engine, and drove to the side of Ireland.

Ireland opened the door of the rear driver's seat without saying a word, and tried hard to stuff his huge body inside.

Seeing him get into the car is a tough gin:

"..."

Gin silently turned his head and glanced at him, "Ireland, you should lose weight."

"... Lose a fart!" Ireland rolled his eyes speechlessly, "I've been so strong since I was a child, I can't lose weight! And I'm not fat!"

Under the excitement, his wound was pulled again, and the expression on his face gradually distorted.

And then Qin Jiu slammed on the accelerator, causing him to fall directly on the back of the chair, and the wound was compressed for the second time.

"Gin, can you drive more steadily?!"

"No."

Gin coldly dismissed his suggestion.

After driving a certain distance, Gin asked, "Akai Shuichi is still there?"

Ireland clutched his wound and calmed down, "It should be here, a strange person helped me just now."

"Oh?"

Gin raised his eyebrows, took out a remote control, and lightly pressed the red button on it.

'Bam—! '

A burst of loud noise reached the ears of the two, accompanied by a burst of fire and smoke.

This is the bomb they placed there in advance, mainly for road closures.

Ireland watched the flames through the rearview mirror. "I'm afraid it won't do them any harm."

Gin put the detonating remote control back into his pocket again, "It doesn't matter, it wasn't prepared for them anyway."

"……Too."

When Ireland closed his eyes and was about to rest, he found that he couldn't calm down at all.

He looked at Gin with his face full of displeasure, frowned and said:
"Qin Jiu, what happened just now? Why did the communication get cut off?"

"...The signal was intercepted." Qin Jiu's eyes turned cold, "Shuichi Akai, that guy faked his whereabouts, brought some people over from behind, and two snipers."

"Two snipers!?"

Ireland was startled, "Then our people..."

"The people on the outside are fine, they are making too much noise, but the communication has been intercepted, so we can't contact you." Qin Jiu said coldly, "Is there any survivors on your side?"

When asked this question, Ireland was silent for a moment, then shook his head:

"I don't know, it may have been solved by Akai Shuichi..."

He was almost the one who was dealt with.

Now their information is still a bit confusing, and the communication has not been replied so far. It is estimated that they will have to sort it out later to clarify all the reasons.

But Ireland looked at the car, a little strange: "Gin, vodka? He's not with you?"

"No."

Gin glanced at Ireland through the reversing mirror: "He went to meet Belmode."

"Bermod...is she okay?" Ireland remembered that Belmod was the first to cut off contact with him.

Qin Jiu said indifferently, "I have something to do."

Ireland:"……"

This, what is it good for him to pick up?

"Bermod was ambushed and seriously injured. Vodka took her out of the encirclement and rushed to rescue her."

Hearing this news, Ireland's heart also became heavy.

This time, the FBI made them fall into the mud...

This damn Akai Shuichi!It's really hateful that they are clearly aware of their actions, but they still pretend to be stupid!
"Gin, where are we going now?"

"Go to the medical point and treat your wound first."

(End of this chapter)