"4 o'clock in the morning?"
Ye Geng glanced at the clock on the wall.
2:47.
On the other end of the phone, the old vodka god said quietly: "Oh, yes, the delivery time has been advanced, the location remains the same, it is still in the underground storage area of Xianqiao Station..."
You are so stupid, does your elder brother know...
Ye Geng brushed off the burnt skin on the back of his hands. Although he already had a premonition that Conan and the doctor who sneaked out had done something, he still had to ask:
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
"It's not that guy Itakura Taku..."
Vodka was not too tired, and he repeated the previous dialogue with Conan in his battle of wits and courage exactly.
And he murmured in his heart that Icewine was actually quite good. Although he was not complaining about his elder brother and Bellmode, the two of them hung up the phone before they could finish the process of 'threatening' Taku Itakura.
Finally, he said:
"...How about, one hour from Mihua Town to Xianqiao Station is enough anyway, because my eldest brother reminded me before, not to disturb your rest without his order, so I also calculated the time and deliberately chose Call you now."
"Oh? Gin also said such things."
Ye Gengyi asked: "Is there a recording?"
"Recording...recording?" Vodka was startled.
"Nothing, that's right."
Ye Gengyi reminded: "The FBI has been somewhat active recently... To be cautious, don't call me by my code name casually when we meet later."
"Oh, I see."
It's a very reasonable request, let alone vodka, even if it's gin there won't be any problems.
call ended.
As soon as Ye Geng walked out of the basement, he happened to meet Haiyuan Ai in the living room.
"Is there a phone number?" Ye Gengyi preemptively struck.
"Well, it's the police officer from Gunma Prefecture."
Haihara Ai has no intention of hiding anything:
"The doctor's beetle car happened to be broken down. It is said that a group of jewel robbers who are still on the run are wandering there. I don't know what the two energetic guys are doing in Gunma at such a late hour..."
"Go to sleep, I'll go take a look."
While Ye Gengyi was speaking, he had already put on the black coat.
"...Wait, I'll go with you."
Haiyuan Ai also decided to go back to the bedroom to change clothes and go out, but was stopped by Ye Gengyi:
"When I met that group of robbers, I had the opportunity to take advantage of them. It's inconvenient to take you with me."
"Hey, hey, don't you even pretend to be pretending now..." Haiyuan Ai said with half-moon eyes.
"Oh, I'm going to see Yongwei. At 6 o'clock, remember to put the soaked beans into the soymilk machine. Forget it if you oversleep." Ye Gengyi said.
Haibara Ai:"……"
…
Black night, white street.
Under the watchful eye of the organization's defense personnel, Conan, who successfully used jewelry robberies to arrive at Xianqiao Station, rushed into the agreed-upon location without even having time to observe his surroundings.
He taped the software in the cabinet No. 0032 and clipped the check outside.
Conan quietly hid in the corner of the storage area, waiting for the fish to bite.
The time difference is only half a minute.
The icy wind and snow kept hitting the helmet's windshield.
When Ye Gengyi parked his motorcycle a little further away as usual, he walked to the entrance of Xianqiao Station.
At first glance, I saw the emerald green Porsche 914 parked on the street, and the vodka I didn't know who I was talking to on the phone.
Looking at the snowflakes that fell on the hood and melted instantly, it was obvious that the vodka had just arrived.
And there are 6 people hiding in the dark to observe here... It is really a simple and simple measure.
Ye Gengyi naturally would not reveal his appearance in front of these members of the organization who did not even have code names.
Just when he was about to sneak into the station by pretending to be a passerby.
On the other side of the street, a few staggering people came walking, looking like a group of office workers who had been drinking until the early hours of the morning.
Ye Geng looked at it for a while, and then his eyes fell on one of the 'men' who seemed to need the most help, but deliberately avoided the help of his companions.
…
Subway station, storage area.
Vodka turned on a flashlight and came to the place where the transaction was agreed. He looked at the empty cabinet No. 0032 and said, "Tsk...that guy Itakura hasn't come yet!"
He walked around for a few steps and lit a cigarette with some discomfort.
"Well, what is this?"
Suddenly, he found a thin page of checks tucked into the crack of the locker door on one side.
Walking over to check, the amount on it was actually equivalent to the remuneration they paid to Itakura Zhuo.
Inside the cabinet, there was a plastic box taped to the wall.
"It's the software we asked him to write. Sure enough, it's impossible for him to be late for 4 hours... That idiot is actually so timid. But do you think you can escape?"
Vodka muttered in a low voice first, spit out the cigarette butt aside, took out his cell phone and dialed the number of the organization member standing outside:
"It's me. That guy from Itakura should still be nearby. Grab him and bring him to the storage area..."
Saliva+1
Seeing this scene, Conan, who was hiding in the corner, couldn't help but smile.
Next, as long as the other party takes off his gloves and leaves fingerprints on the tape that fixes the software as planned...
"What?! Didn't you see Taku Itakura? Only a few drunkards and a kid came into the station?"
There was a change in the plan, and Vodka's tone couldn't help but become a little more irritable, "Absolutely impossible, go find it quickly..."
Click.
Suddenly, a cold muzzle was pressed directly against the back of his head.
Oops!
Vodka was startled and thought he was ambushed. Just when he was about to die together, Gin's cold voice sounded:
"What are you doing?"
"Big, big brother?"
Vodka was stunned and turned around slowly.
Sure enough, the black lenses reflected the cold and arrogant man wearing the same top hat and black trench coat, but his long blond hair was already graying.
Gin? !
Conan, who was hiding in the corner, was frightened and quickly held his breath, not daring to look outside like he had just done.
Here, the dangerous Beretta is already pressed against Vodka's chin.
Without giving him a chance to react, the cold voice continued: "The trading time should be 0 o'clock tomorrow morning."
"It...that guy from Itakura said that he would be inconvenient tomorrow..."
Vodka's eyes fell on the finger pressing on the trigger, and he squeezed out a smile and said: "That's why we advanced the transaction time."
Although I had a premonition, this is indeed the style of vodka. It is really wise for Gin Club to arrange for Icewine and me to take over... Belmode sighed secretly, without moving the gun, and continued:
"Oh? I arranged for you to communicate with him via email just to change the time at any time like this!"
"No, actually this time is decided by us..."
Vodka quickly started to explain, and quickly described the situation in which Itakura Taku happened to encounter a snowstorm that caused a power outage when he was receiving mail in the villa, and because of the other party's heart problem, he was going to be hospitalized tomorrow, so he had to trade in advance.
At this moment, footsteps were heard again from the other side of the stairs.
