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

Chapter 699 An Insincere Organization
Shuichi Akai escaped everyone's eyes and ears, even the surveillance equipment, from Mihua Town to the North District. No one knew how he did it, except himself.

And maybe satellites.

However, only I said that I don't want to experience the trapeze again... Even though watching various superheroes flying in the sky in the movie seems to be very cool, but he doesn't want to experience it again at all.

After all, people fly actively, he is passive...

The time now is ten o'clock, exactly.

Akai Hideo glanced at his watch, couldn't hold back his restless mood again, and started walking in the dusty hallway.

He only carried a pistol with him, and a shotgun that he used most conveniently.

"Ok?"

Akai Hideichi suddenly sensed something, and suddenly turned his head to the door where the moonlight was shining.

……coming!
……

The cloud and mist completely blocked the last trace of stubbornness of the moon, forcing the latter to hide in the snow.

Gin stood in the shadow of a loophole less than 200 meters away from the ruins, listening to the nearby voices non-stop. Beretta was held in his left hand, and the silencer had already been installed. When he was ready, he would start when he found suspicious persons. A shuttle of preparations.

Unfortunately, Gin just walked around the nearby alleys twice, but did not find any traces of other people.

Not to mention that this place is inaccessible, the bombing of the base caused quite a stir, and the only residents nearby also felt that this place was a place of right and wrong, and everything they could do was moved away...

As for gin, why did it start to act at this point?
joke.

You Akai Shuichi said that twelve o'clock in the middle of the night is twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, is their organization shameless?
The idea of ​​organizing people is simple: find them, kill them or get them away, and that's it.

And the so-called negotiation?

From the moment he received Angostella's call, Gin knew that the organization, from the boss to their level, didn't take the so-called 'talk' to heart.

Negotiation at twelve o'clock, right?
Okay, then they will prepare in advance to surround people and see who will talk to them when the time comes.

but……

None of this has anything to do with gin.

After all, he is just a laborer, isn't he?
After comforting himself, Gin took out his mobile phone with his right hand, and began to routinely ask about the other vodkas.

But at this moment, Qin Jiu's ears suddenly moved.

'call out'--

A very slight cracking sound came from the east, that is, the other side of the ruins.

Because of the distance, I couldn't hear it very clearly...but Gin could still tell that it was a gunshot.

And it is the unique smoothbore sound after the pistol is equipped with a silencer.

"Do it so soon?"

Gin narrowed his eyes, with a murderous look on his body, and quickly sent a text message to Vodka and the others.

Immediately afterwards, a phone call came in:

"Gin, the target location is three o'clock, where did my people lose contact..."

"I've already heard the sound." Gin Jiu grinned, "Ten o'clock direction."

The call was from Angostella, and Gin didn't expect that he could use crowd tactics so neatly to exclude people.

But Gin is curious, where did everyone else go?
Is there really only one Shuichi Akai?

Gin is absolutely unbelievable.

Angostella's voice was raised slightly: "Have you heard it? Then what are you still writing about! Hurry up and get that silver bullet...into the interrogation room! My people are already on the way to surround."

It can be heard that what Angostella originally wanted to say should be to kill people quickly...

Gin snorted: "You're fine? It's just that one member can't be contacted, what can that mean? Can you be sure how many people are there? No one is ambushing around?
Do you believe the nonsense that the traitor came to negotiate with us alone? "

He said no, but Gin's body moved forward honestly, but he didn't move away from the safe zone he planned for himself.

Gin hadn't lied to Belmode before. He really didn't know what the other side's plan of action was. He just drew a small part of the conclusions simply through his own reasoning, and most of the rest... had to wait until it had happened. , then he can prove it.

Therefore, as a loyal minister of the organization, Qin Jiu is very worried about the hidden murderous intentions in the quiet wilderness of the northern district, whether dozens of armed masked men will suddenly jump out of the corners.

"You are afraid of chickens! We are so many people, afraid of their FBI? Oh, you are worried about those masked people, right? Don't worry, as long as you can lure those people, I will definitely take your ashes... I will definitely avenge you! "

Gin: "..." He wondered if Angostella meant to throw away his ashes?

The two scolded each other a few more words before Gin put away the phone expressionlessly.

In just one minute, he also detoured from the original ten o'clock direction to the twelve o'clock direction.

At the same time, his aura was completely released, forming a mass of human detectors—as long as there was a living person within 20 meters of Gin Wine, no one could hide.

In a way, it's better than night vision goggles.

……

"No. 013, reconfirm the direction at six o'clock."

"No. 027, watch the intersection at three o'clock..."

"No. 121, the alley towards one o'clock... what? Someone passed by? What kind of thing?
Oh, silver hair?That's fine. "

On the street next to the original base, a pitch-black car was parked carelessly on the side of the road, seemingly not afraid of being noticed.

Angostella was holding a list and chattering into the intercom...

He is actually a bit tired now: temporarily mobilizing more than 100 people, and commanding them in real time, is definitely not just as simple as physical work... because he can't explain the mission in too much detail, and the people he mobilized can't be too low-level, at least You must have a bit of strong ability, but this kind of person has more ideas of his own.

There are already three poor bastards in charge of contacting Angostura who have been killed for being too skinny and disobeying orders...

After continuing to contact the dozens of people she managed, Angostella felt a little parched.

Although the staff has been dispersed to govern, it is still tiring to spend saliva with dozens of people at a time.

The members of these organizations are not special operators, some are engaged in intelligence, and some are criminals who have some criminal records but are still obedient to the arrangement. Therefore, the tasks assigned to these people are not too core, and the distance from here is at least There are five or six hundred yards, and the observation depends on the telescope...

"It's just that, what's going on with the FBI this time?"

Angostella picked up her cell phone to send a text message to her own people, the corners of her mouth twitching.

They all directly threatened the boss... What is the picture?
In other words, what is the person behind him trying to do?

Do you really think that with the support of a group of masked men of unknown origin, you can be unscrupulous?
That's fine.

He also wanted to see what the people in that organization were capable of!
(End of this chapter)