After hearing what Ginjiu said, Qin Zhibo was shocked, but the expression on his face still pretended not to know anything.
"Brother, you mean...him?"
Vodka also glanced at Michael Bay in the back seat, and tremblingly told what he had learned.
"During the day, when the car thief was trying to escape, Fujiwara knocked him down the hill with his car and fell to his death, but he himself was also seen by passers-by."
"Perhaps that guy was caught by the police because his hands and feet were not clean when handling the evidence..."
Ginjiu looked at Qin Zhibo and narrowed his eyes. Without saying anything, he turned his gaze back to the car.
"But what is that guy Fujiwara going to do?" Vodka asked cautiously.
"Find a way to deal with it. The guy saw our faces and we can't leave any witnesses for the note."
Gin thought for a few seconds and then ordered: "Leave it to Calvados and let him snipe the people during the transfer."
"I know, brother."
Gin sat in the car and casually dealt with a person's life, just like suffocating an insignificant bedbug.
Qin Zhibo, who was sitting in the back, also got some information from this conversation that he thought he couldn't understand.
One of Gin's assassination targets is in Nishitama City's twin skyscrapers, but he doesn't know who it is.
Thinking that Conan and others are going to visit the Twin Skyscrapers tomorrow, are they trying to assassinate Conan?
But this doesn't make sense. How did Gin know that Conan was Kudo Shinichi?
Most people would not believe such an unreasonable thing.
And judging from Gin's behavior in the Abeido Hotel last time, he didn't think that drug A had the effect of making people smaller.
Overall, it was almost impossible for Gin to suddenly grasp this information and find out everything.
So Gin's assassination target is most likely someone else, but this person happens to be in the Twin Skyscrapers.
In addition, judging from the information that Vodka received about Fujiwara's arrest and even the precise confession he gave, it appears that the Japanese police have an undercover black organization.
It seems that the Japanese police cannot be completely trusted, such as the one named Toru Amuro...
If he is an undercover agent of a black organization lurking in the police, then the "terrorist" column in his profession can be explained.
Toru Amuro...
Qin Zhibo was about to think about how to get along with Toru Amuro next, when the car suddenly made a sharp turn and turned in front of an apartment building.
This is an apartment building called "Hippok". Vodka first parked the car in a hidden area and picked up a box placed under the seat.
Ginjiu, who pushed open the car door, turned around and ordered Qin Zhibo.
"Stay here."
Qin Zhibo heard that he was told to stay in the car, so he nodded to show that he understood.
Afterwards, Gin and Vodka got out of the car.
Qin Zhibo stayed in the car and didn't understand what the two people were going to do.
Possibly an assassination?
Maybe it was because they saw the hysterical appearance of the pistol yesterday that they didn't dare to take them to kill people.
But even if he stayed in the car, it didn't mean he couldn't figure out what they wanted to do.
Qin Zhibo turned to look at the apartment building outside the car window, his eyes watching the changes in the lights in the building windows.
Suddenly, a light shone from a window.
Qin Zhibo determined the location of the room where the window was located, placed the guard totem in this room, closed his eyes, and cut into the totem's field of vision.
...
This is a relatively tidy apartment room. Gin and vodka, two black figures that are incompatible with the surroundings, are wandering in the room.
Vodka held the gun and searched inside first, while Gin walked behind with his hands in his pockets.
"No one, brother."
After confirming that no one was in the room, Vodka put away his pistol and began violently rummaging through the room. He pulled out various personal belongings at will and threw them aside after a quick glance.
"I didn't expect that she would hide in this place behind the organization's back, hum..."
Gin snorted coldly, pulled out a book from the bookshelf, glanced at it, and threw it away casually.
At this time, Vodka also put away the destruction work at hand and said: "The landlord said that the rent here is paid for one year in advance, but the phone calls have been recorded."
"According to the next door neighbor, there are calls coming in here late at night, and the ringing will last for a long time, and the phone will leave a message, but when I checked the message, it was never recorded."
"Huh! Women are women after all..." Gin sneered and took out a CD from his arms, "This is the newly developed reverse tracking program in the organization. As long as you use this thing, you can track it in 20 seconds. Here’s the phone address opposite.”
Vodka understood instantly, and quickly opened the computer in the suitcase on the coffee table, inserted the CD, and was ready to wait for the unknown call that came into this room.
However, while waiting, Gin operated the computer, and the video head inside the Porsche 356A suddenly popped up on the computer screen.
When Qin Zhibo in the car saw this scene through the totem vision, he was immediately startled and his body trembled. Bayi Chinese website
Even the vodka next to the gin didn't know when his elder brother installed a hidden camera in the car.
"Brother, this is..."
"This is also a test for this guy."
Gin sat on the chair and looked at Erlang's legs. He held a Seven-Star cigarette in his mouth again. With his left hand, he casually rubbed the match under his feet to create a flame and lit the cigarette.
"This is an independent apartment. There is only one exit in the whole building and there is no way to escape."
"If the guys in the car are undercover and see us not coming out for so long, they will definitely want their people to catch us, or at least notify other 'rats' of our whereabouts."
"As long as that guy makes the slightest suspicious move, we can go down and kill him now..."
Gin stared at the two surveillance images on the computer screen with a sinister smile on his face, as did the vodka beside him.
"Hehe...brother Yingming."
However, what they didn't know was that they were staring at Qin Zhibo on the surveillance camera, and a little spider above their heads was also acting as a monitor, monitoring the two of them in the room.
...
Qin Zhibo looked at Gin and Vodka who were staring at the computer screen, and he couldn't help but sigh at Gin's shady and suspicious nature.
From the monitoring perspective on the computer screen, one camera is on the edge of the roof and the other is above the rearview mirror in the car, which can just monitor all the small movements of oneself.
It seems that now I can only maintain this position to monitor gin and vodka...
...
Time passed by minute by minute.
In the room, Gin and Vodka stared at the screen at the new "organization associates" for five hours, until their eyes were a little sore.
However, Qin Zhibo remained motionless from beginning to end, keeping his eyes closed and his hands moving slightly within the allowed range.
this...
Gin was a little surprised in his heart. Could it be that he was really wrong in his suspicion?
Is there finally a bottle of “real wine” in the organization?
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
