Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

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

Nobuhira shook his head helplessly, and turned the topic back to Shuichi Akai's death: "I have a bad feeling about today's affairs."

"What's the matter?" Jiang Gu Ling asked.

"I have been observing Shuichi Akai and Kiel with a scope, plus Kiel’s shoulder is also equipped with a first-view camera. Combining the two, I found that Curacao’s bullet was almost close to Kiel. Fired from a pistol."

Xin Fan didn't say it clearly, but Jiang Gu Ling was aware of the problem: "That's probably not the best shooting angle, right?"

"But it's probably the only angle where Hideichi Akai can be shot."

Jiang Gu Ling was silent for a moment: "That's right."

Akai Hideichi is a very good sniper. His sniper distance is still a legend circulating in the organization. Any sniper will use him as a benchmark for measuring his shooting level.

For Akai Hideichi, even if it is a close-range shooting, he should have a way to avoid the critical point. He alone would not guard against bullets fired from Kiel's pistol, because that was his strategy.

If Curaçao hadn't done this, Akai Hideichi might not die at all.

Xin Fan's face was worried: "Perhaps Curaçao was only temporarily conscious and chose such an unsatisfactory angle. But there is another possibility..."

"Curaçao or the rum behind him knows about the suspended animation plan of Akai and Kiel." Yutani's tone sank, "This is really bad news."

"Fortunately, you did not participate in Kiir's plan to shoot Akai, and even the previous rescue of Kiir has nothing to do with you. Rum can't suspect you even if he doubts it."

Nobunaga did not relax at all because of Asano's words, he asked back, "What about you?"

Bourbon did not participate, but the recent activities organized in Japan were basically arranged by Mezcal and Gin. The mission has failed many times. If there is no person in charge, even Jiang Guling doesn't believe it, let alone Rum. He was just waiting to find out Mezcal's fault.

"You don't have to worry about me." Xinfan smiled softly, "I and Gin are now grasshoppers tied to the same boat. If something happens to me, he can't avoid it."

"Then what if rum is going to deal with you and the gin?"

A look of danger flashed in Xinfan's eyes: "Then see if the BOSS will let Rum be arrogant."

Jiang Gu Ling was silent for a moment, and did not continue to persuade him.

Although he and Asano Nobuhira had already talked heartily, but he did not understand Asano Nobuhiro's mission after all, and his understanding of Mezcal remained on the surface.

At this time, he should choose to believe that Asano Shinshige is right.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Gu Ling closed his eyes a little irritably.

Moonlight spilled into the room through the huge French windows of the music classroom, drawing mottled shadows on the floor.

The night is very quiet. The music classroom with closed doors and windows does not even fluctuate in the air flow. Jiang Guling almost closed off his vision, hearing and touch, focusing all his attention on his brain.

Calm has been restored tonight, and he can finally calm his mind.

Shuichi Akai's death was not expected by Noriya, but his death gave Noriya a thought that he did not dare to touch before.

A dead person, what does Rum want his body to do? What exactly does Rum want from Hideichi Akai?

And the cause of death and the treatment method that are almost the same as four years ago, is it a coincidence, or does Rum have another plan?

Did Hideichi Akai end up like this because he was the executioner who executed Scotland four years ago? So what happened today is still related to the incident that Jing Guang exposed?

Jiang Guling's thoughts were chaotic, he didn't know what he was afraid of, and at the same time there was a possibility quietly poking out his head.

Is Akai Shuichi really dead?

Jiang Gu Ling asked himself silently.

If Hideichi Akai is not dead, what about Scotland, will Jingguang also live in a certain corner?

Oops, when he thought of this, Jiang Guling's forehead oozes fine sweat, his chest undulates abnormally, and his breathing rate has doubled.

He had never doubted Zhu Fu Jingguang's sacrifice before, so he had never looked for or worried about him. But now, when the seeds of doubt are planted in his heart, his worries are like the eruption of an extinct volcano that has been silent for many years, burning his internal organs.

Will Jingguang still be alive?

After all, he hadn't seen Jing Guang's body or ashes until now.

But at the same time, Jiang Gu Ling was afraid of this possibility. He couldn't imagine what kind of pain he would have experienced in the past four years if Jing Guang were still alive.

He was afraid, afraid that Zhu Fu Jingguang was not dead,

Compared with Jiang Guling's complicated mood, Xinfan is also worried, but he can at least sleep peacefully.

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The next day—

"The Tokyo Metropolitan Metropolitan Police Department finally responded to the car explosion that occurred in Lai Yeya last night. The UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Metropolitan Police Department denied the speculation of individual media car bombs. The report also disclosed some details of the accident. . Next, let’s connect with well-known American public safety experts..."

Enomoto Azusa sat in front of the TV with a small bench, staring worriedly at the female anchor on the screen.

Xinfan saw such a lovely scene when he came in. He greeted Enomoto Zi as usual: "Morning, Miss Xiaozi."

"Morning, Mr. Asano." Enomoto Azusa stood up and moved to Xinfan's side, "Did you know that there was an explosion at Yeya last night? It is now spread online that this is a car set up by a terrorist organization. bomb!"

Xin Fan looked surprised: "A terrorist attack, but I heard that the explosion did not cause casualties?"

"Hi!" Enomoto Azusa looked at you too naively, "How dare you say that, the Metropolitan Police Department, the election is coming, it will be bad if it causes panic."

Wen Yanxin nodded complicatedly, agreeing with Enomoto Azusa's guess.

There are all kinds of rumors on the Internet, and there are even guys who claim to be insiders jumping out to stir the water. But Xinfan, the true insider, couldn't wait for the storm to pass quickly. He has been very busy recently, please don't get into trouble again.

"Morning, Mr. Asano, Miss Xiaozi~" Amuroto followed Xinfan and pushed in. He raised the lunch box in his hand, "Today's breakfast is still a brownie, but it's a little improvement. You can try it soon. How about it."

Enomoto Azusa glanced behind him twice, and asked suspiciously, "Is Mr. Okiya not here yet? It's almost time for work. I thought he could be earlier today."

As soon as these words came out, the movements of Shinfan and Tou Amuro paused for half a second at the same time, and then resumed as usual almost synchronously, as if nothing happened.