Chapter 96 Gin: Trash, complete trash (plus update tokaitosama13)
"Brother..." Gin's bad mood was completely received by Vodka, and his voice became a little quieter, "Then Do you want to kill him according to the agreement with Kumel?"
"Let's wait for the arrangements from above." Gin said in a very unhappy mood.
Although he was already very clear about the fact that Tonkouzhongyan was a loser, he thought that Kumail had downplayed that day and said that even if he didn’t mention it, Tonkou Zhongyan was about to be exposed to the police. The pervert was talking nonsense to hasten his death.
It turned out that the waste was really exposed...
"Go back and contact Kumel." Gin ended the topic with these words, and asked, "Where is the list over at Tequila?"
"Brother, that list caused a stir at that time. The police's attention... Well, in short, I have to think of another way." Vodka replied tactfully.
...Another waste, even because he was involved in a vendetta by passers-by...
Forget it, don't think about it, your mind is full of waste, which affects your mood.
Vodka, a workplace expert who is very good at reading the air, brought the topic back to this task without a single stumble. He wanted to find some way for the elder brother to vent his anger. Don’t get angry at him, no matter what: " Brother, today’s task is quite easy. I see that the person opposite was very excited when he got the suitcase. Is it a very valuable thing?”
"That's something that can make a lot of money, of course it's exciting." Gin sneered twice, "That person must be sitting in his seat, looking down at the last beautiful scenery."
"The last... ?" Vodka asked the eavesdropping Conan's doubts.
"That person has lost significance to the organization." Gin dusted off his cigarette and said calmly, "The suitcases are full of bombs, and they will explode if there is a strong vibration."
Vodka's hair stood up, and with Gin's eyes, he could only bite the bullet and say: "Then if that suitcase falls on the ground now, wouldn't it be..."
"It's worth 400 million My baby, who dares to let it collide casually? But even so, at 3:10, that person will turn on the switch without any precautions, and it will be considered a worthy death." Thinking of this, Qin said. The irritability caused by the wine finally eased a little.
But when he lowered his head and saw the suitcase full of banknotes in his hand, he thought that he had gone all the way to meet on public transportation, and the money he got back would have to fall into the hands of those unreliable colleagues...
I heard that Bo Ben is handing in a note to increase the budget, saying that he is planning to use Kumail's reputation to set up a detective agency to facilitate operations... The reason is very good, but the question is, what kind of detective agency can apply for an arms budget that is enough to arm a company?
Forget it, Kumail followed him and even applied for a bulletproof pickup truck? !
Are they planning for two people to bloodbath Miwa Town?
Gin's mood immediately fell to the ground.
Either they are trash, and those who are not trash are rats, and those who are not mice and are not trash are also moths... Damn it!
Gin snorted, listening to the arrival announcement on the radio, and kicked Vodka with the toe of his shoe: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Let's go."
Vodka was kicked innocently Silently cursing the unknown person who caused his eldest brother's anger, he honestly grabbed the suitcase, got up and followed Gin.
Conan was startled and looked up in the direction of the two people's seats. Even though they had already stood up and walked towards the exit, he couldn't help but jump up from his seat and rush towards their direction.
Don’t go, what’s going on with the bomb!
And the drug that made him smaller!
How could he let them leave like this, he...
Conan tried his best to close the distance between them, watching Gin's long silver hair flying in front of his eyes. , he subconsciously stretched out his hand and tried to grab the hair in front of him -
"Are you crazy?" A quick hand grabbed the daring Conan by the waist and dragged him back. "Do you want to die?" "I...!" Conan came back to his senses as if he was startled. He looked up and saw a pair of crimson eyes, which seemed to emit a faint red light in the slightly dim corridor, "Joker!" < br>
"Shh!" The other party covered Conan's mouth, looked around warily, put on his sunglasses, and said in a low voice, "You're actually planning to pull Gin's hair... that's awesome."
"You know his code name, how come you..." Conan almost blurted out his question when his emotions were getting better.
"Change a place." Tang Ze picked up Conan and nimbly ran up the stairs. "Your Xiaolan is coming after me right away."
He picked up Conan He took it to the front of the second floor, opened the door to the special private room, stuffed the person in and locked it.
Conan sat down in the large leather chair and stared blankly at the small lamp on the table.
... He remembered that the Shinkansen's business private rooms were not sold individually. Did Joker buy a group ticket for four people?
That's right. This guy was so skilled at hacking the bandits' stolen goods. The gold coins alone were a big pile. He probably relied on these methods to make money for his secret activities. He was definitely quite rich.
Thinking about it this way, even though he had the ability to get more property, Joker only chose to take advantage of others. In a sense, he is really a "phantom thief" similar to Kidd.
“Why are you here?” Tang Ze raised his eyebrows and asked knowingly.
"I should be the one to ask this question..." Conan's mouth twitched, then he reacted and his eyes lit up, "Did you come here after gin and vodka?"
"Well, I just received a little bit of news about their actions." The reason was explained in one sentence, and he crossed his arms, "Then I saw you pulling people's hair without fear of death... They are villains who carry guns. Are you really not afraid that he will get angry and shoot you twice?"
At this point, Conan's expression tightened, and he stretched out his hand to grab his sleeve tightly and said, "Don't talk about it now, there is something in the car. Bomb! I heard their conversation. They came to the car to trade with someone, but what they gave the other party was not the promised transaction item, but a very powerful bomb! The bomb will explode in twenty minutes! "
"In other words, the bomb is in the hands of the trader, not in the car." Tang Ze's face turned serious, "We have to find the trader, otherwise we won't be able to find him even if the vehicle stops and evacuates. Once you get to the exact location, the threat of bombs still exists... Tell me in detail what you heard."
Conan took a deep breath, calmed down, calmly recalled every detail he heard, and briefly repeated it to Tang Ze. .
Listening and listening, Tang Ze heard the word "Kumel" from Conan's mouth. He tried his best to control the urge to roll his eyes.
Gin and vodka, you two big colanders!
The organization’s information is almost leaked to you two!
If the two of them hadn't noticed a slip of the tongue and said all the names like Bourbon Belmode and Conan the Good Guys directly got the winery roster at the beginning, you would have been fooling around!
The organization really cannot defeat the red side based on its ability.
Karasawa tried hard to block out his complaints about his colleagues, tried his best to focus on the other information in Conan's words, pretended to be reasoning, and said slowly: "Since Gin can say , 'looking down at the beautiful scenery', it means that the other party's seat is on the second floor. ”
Conan thought about his statement and nodded.
"That would be much easier." Tangze clicked on the door, "Except for the dining car, there are special class carriages on the second floor. This is the business private room, the ninth carriage. There are three business cars in the carriage. Private room, I am the only one in this carriage on this train. Then there are only two cars, No. 7 and No. 10. Think about whether there are more options that can be eliminated, determine the car number, and we will go there to check.
“But if we only know the carriage number, we still can’t directly identify the suspect, right? Conan frowned tightly, "I don't have enough time. Is it feasible to inform the police and then search the carriages one by one?" "
"It's okay, little detective. Tang Ze showed a warm smile like a brother-in-law, and nodded his sunglasses, "You just need to find the carriage... leave the rest to me." ”
(End of this chapter)