Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

Although the center of the explosion was a hundred meters underground, the fire and black smoke it produced spread to places tens of kilometers away.

On the roof of a high-rise building in Denmark, the blond man leaned against the fence, looking lazy. There was a distant fire reflected in his eyes, and underneath there was a scorn of contempt.

"This is the excellent partner you recommend to me?" the man sneered. "He is so good."

He seemed to be talking with someone on the headset. After a pause, the man continued: "Pepestiler, if you still want to get help from me, at least find a normal person next time, not a person who is addicted to hatred. I can’t find my own waste in it.”

After that, he hung up the call directly, obviously not wanting to hear that person's voice for an extra second.

If someone is present at this time, you will find that this man with a smooth blond hair is a gunterv who is touring around the world.

…

Xinfan returned to Sweden overnight, and Silas had already been waiting for him at the hotel.

"Mezcal." Sila handed him a document. "As expected, as soon as I spread the news that you were killed, someone showed up. After my verification, that person was just The executor, there is the real mastermind behind him."

Xinfan left the document casually: "It was Gilder who took over the charge of Northern Europe after you left, right?"

Sila was startled and blurted out: "How do you know?"

He spent so much time investigating the evidence that he couldn't believe that Mezcal had known it a long time ago.

"Guess." Xin Fan said carelessly, "Although the password in my office is very simple, it is impossible for ordinary people to enter. After all, everyone's movements in that base can be monitored. Unless the orderer himself is Northern Europe. The supreme commander, he doesn’t have to worry about possible harshness from above."

"In that case, what are you asking me to investigate?" Sila was puzzled.

Xinfan did not answer directly, but asked him, "Where is the person?"

"This is the strangest place. According to those in the Nordic branch, their person in charge has been missing for almost half a month."

"disappeared?"

"Yes, because Gilder often goes out to perform tasks, generally only his cronies will follow, most members of the branch are not qualified to know his itinerary. Until now, the disappearance of the person in charge has not been reported."

Xinfan frowned deeply.

The people underneath didn't know, and it was excusable. Silas didn't know his itinerary, but the person in charge of Northern Europe was inexplicably lost contact with the organization. Didn't the organization get any news?

This is so strange.

Even if Northern Europe is not a very important scientific research base for the organization, the gentleman and Rum will never allow a branch to lose contact for more than three days. Half a month passed, and it was basically impossible for the two of you to know nothing.

"Do you know his address?"

"The apartment that Gilder rented in Stockholm is nearby."

Xinfan stood up with a "shah": "Let's go to his apartment and investigate now."

"Huh?" Silas stunned, "but aren't we going back to China this afternoon? Is it too late to investigate now?"

"If it's too late, I have to go, the big deal is to postpone the plan to return to China." Xinfan made a decisive decision.

He felt that with the help of those from the Swedish Security Agency, even if he would not go today, he would probably not be found. What's more, even if the Security Bureau really comes to the door, Xinfan is not in the slightest.

Sila heard the words, knowing that it was useless to stop, so he simply acted as a driver for Mezcal, and the two went to the apartment where Gilder was renting.

When the car drove out of the hotel parking lot, the curtain was gently opened in front of a window on a certain floor. A man with short black hair stood at the window, watching the car going away.

He pressed the phone's power button to close the screen, and the call that hadn't been dialed had the words "rum" written on it. Disobedient curly hair emerged from the knitted hat, shaking slightly with his movements.

The man retracted his gaze, lowered his head, and suppressed the emotion in his eyes.

…

As the head of the organization branch, Gilder's small vault is of course full. This can be seen from his apartment of more than 200 square meters in the best part of Stockholm.

The higher the quality of the apartment, the stricter the management of residents and visitors.

But these were of course not a problem in front of Xinfan. They successfully passed the doorman's inspection, entered the apartment building, and took the elevator directly to Gilder's residence.

Gilder has been missing for half a month, and the floor of the apartment has also fallen to a layer of dust, but other than that, the rest of the place is too clean and tidy.

When Xinfan saw this, he couldn't help but complain: "This Gilder is not a patient with advanced obsessive-compulsive disorder."

"What?" Sila did not hear clearly.

"Nothing, be careful not to leave footprints."

Xinfan put on his shoe covers and gloves, and then he crept into Gilder's apartment.

Sila followed him closely: "It seems that he was not in a hurry when he left. He should have taken the initiative to leave. Perhaps he encountered an accident when he was on the mission?"

"I checked his assignments two weeks ago. They were all basic tasks, so they shouldn't be enough."

The talking room Xinfan has reached Gilder's bedroom. His study and bedroom are connected together, separated only by a flower shelf.

The owner did not water for half a month, and these flowers are still alive and healthy.

Xinfan felt strange, so he raised the flower pot and took a look. It turned out that there was a small water channel under the flower stand, and the bottom of each flower pot was connected to the water channel below with cotton rope. In this way, it can be ensured that the soil moisture in the flowerpot is always maintained at a relatively healthy level.

Even if Gilder is not obsessive-compulsive disorder, he must be a serious and detail-oriented person.

"Would you like to see his computer?" Sila stopped at the desk and asked.

Seeing Xinfan nodded, UU read www.uukanshu. Com Shiraz turned on the computer and gave him the position in front.

Xinfan knew about computers fairly well, so he opened several hidden folders. There are a lot of information in it, most of which are related to the work of the organization, and it is not very confidential. He lost interest after looking at it roughly.

However, just when Xinfan was about to shut down and take a look elsewhere, his phone suddenly vibrated twice.

Hongshu popped up a line of text on the screen: "There is still a hidden space on his computer. I have canceled the encryption. You can open the top disk directly."

Xinfanyiyan opened the disk, and the computer went blank immediately.

He waited for about half a minute, the screen flickered twice, and a similar but different desktop appeared. And here, it seems that Gilder really uses the space.

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