Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

"Conan's Toast, Don't Eat Fine Wine (

The situation happened frequently this morning, which made the robbers very angry.

Angrily, he took out the ringing cell phone from his pocket and directly pressed the reject button.

That is Xinfan's cell phone.

And he can tell the subtle differences in the ringtones, the sound just now means that the call is for Mezcal.

Mezcal's mobile phone will not receive advertising calls, the caller must be the organization.

Hey, this gin might be another charge of not being able to contact him.

"Okay, it's just a phone call." The other robbers comforted, "Now it is more important to continue to negotiate with the police."

The robber nodded: "Then let's add a code to the police. From now on, we will kill a hostage every half an hour until Yajima Kuno is released."

When saying this, the robbers did not avoid the passengers, so everyone knew that maybe the death would be born in half an hour.

Even the passengers who didn't have much sense of crisis before and thought that the kidnapper's purpose was only Kunio Yajima and would not hurt the hostages, and they were all nervous now.

However, in such a solemn atmosphere, Xinfan's cell phone rang again.

"It's so noisy! Who is calling so endlessly?!" the robber shouted angrily while refusing to answer.

Another robber glanced at him and said in a deep voice, "Can't you just turn off your phone?"

Things are not going well today, and he doesn't want his plan to be ruined on a mere phone.

"I want to turn it off too, but this phone can't be turned off, and the back cover can't be lifted. It's very strange." The robbers fought for a long time but still found nothing.

In an organization's stronghold on the outskirts of Tokyo, Gin's face was so dark that it could drip ink.

"Big brother." Vodka looked at the gin face and asked cautiously, "Is Mezcal still not answering the phone? Then should we adopt plan B?"

His heart was full of doubts and confusion, and he really didn't understand his eldest brother's mentality that he knew nothing but wanted to try. It's not the first time Mezcal has refused to answer the phone. Isn't the older brother still used to it?

"No." Gin reached out and took out his mobile phone from the vodka pocket, and handed it to him, "Use your mobile phone to dial again."

"Uh..." Vodka looked embarrassed, "Mezcal didn't answer the phone call from Big Brother. It should be something he is doing. It's useless to use my mobile phone, right?"

Gin didn't speak, but stared at him.

Vodka shut up instantly and turned on the phone obediently.

Vodka: "..."

Gin: "?"

"Uh, that." Vodka burst into tears, "I don't know Mezcal's number, brother!"

"..."

The gin's eyebrows overflowed with a little impatientness. He grabbed the vodka's phone, entered a series of numbers expertly, and pressed the dial button.

With the regular sound in the earpiece, Vodka felt his heart beating slowly, and secretly became nervous.

Don't don't, Mezcal must never answer the phone!

Vodka prayed like this.

However, the day failed, and the robbers on the bus had been tortured to the brink of collapse by the constant ringing of bells.

He shouted angrily to all passengers in the car: "Whose phone is this? Come and deal with it!"

Xinfan raised his hand weakly and admitted honestly: "This is my mobile phone. It should be a sales phone or something. These people will keep trying as long as they don't get through."

"You didn't say it earlier! If the phone rings again, I will kill you first!"

"Wait." Another robber suddenly stopped him, his eyes full of distrust when he looked at Xinfan, "Since it's a sales call, it's okay for us to answer it? This will also prevent the hostages from whispering to the police. "

He looked at his accomplice and calmly said: "I'll take it."

"it is good."

Seeing that there is no hope of retrieving the phone, Xin Fan had to spread his hands and reluctantly returned to his seat. He was really curious about what kind of sparks would collide between the gin and the robbers.

Accompanied by a faint sound, a slightly noisy ambient sound in the receiver told Ginjiu that the call was connected.

He immediately glanced at Vodka with a playful look, seeming to be very interested in this distinction.

Vodka was soaked in cold sweat all over, and he couldn't help but shrank away from his brother's sight.

What's the matter with Mezcal, why do you want to answer his phone? !

After the call was connected, Gin took the lead and said in a cold voice, "You have become accustomed to rejecting the call, haven't you?"

The tone of the gin wine was very cold, coupled with his unique low voice, immediately made the robber feel that the temperature had dropped by two or three degrees. The words he had originally intended to question the other party got stuck in his throat, not getting up and down.

However, the robbers are robbers after all, and those who can be engaged in this industry are not good people. He adjusted his mentality slightly, and then regained his momentum: "Hey, I think you are reporting a funeral. You are fighting so much harassment. Telephone?"

Gin's expression froze on his face.

They are in a quiet room. Vodka's mobile phone is not as soundproofed as Xinfan, so Vodka, who is sitting close to the gin, can also hear the voice on the phone~www.readwn.com~Gin is the No. Once I met someone who dared to talk to him like this, because those who dared to do so in the past are dead and become ghosts.

He gritted his teeth and threw out: "You are looking for death!"

At the same time, Gin's expression became colder, and there was a fierce slap in his eyes like a poisonous snake. The murderous aura was so overflowing that even the robbers over the phone could clearly feel it.

The robber couldn't help but shudder, his face was not much better than the previous Huiyuanwei, and he almost threw the phone out of his fright.

"What's the matter?" his accomplice asked caringly.

The robber was still a little frightened, he looked in Xinfan's direction, and there was a little sympathy in his eyes.

Xin Fan felt baffled, and was even more curious about the content of the conversation between Gin and the robber.

He had expected that the robbers who had seen the deterrence of gin might be afraid, and might even release all the hostages directly because of their timidity, but what happened with this sympathetic gaze? Shouldn't you be afraid of yourself as a gin partner?

The robber who had called before didn't say anything clearly, so he waved and called his accomplice to the side. While continuing to point the pistol at the passenger, he spoke in a low voice.

"What's wrong? I think your face is terrible."

The robber groaned: "I suspect that the man just provokes the gang."

"what?"

"Keep it down! This is just my guess, but I am probably 70% to 80% sure." The robber said while paying close attention to Xinfan's movements. "The man who kept calling him is terrible. It must be someone A high-level gangster."

"But he doesn't look like someone who would be involved in the underworld."

"Hmph, he may not be a member of the underworld, but he must be in debt."