"Wait a minute! What kind of trick is this!"
Conan was startled by the sudden shouting from the receiver.
In the underground parking lot.
Chianti quickly walked to the Porsche car and punched the door, venting his dissatisfaction:
"Why did you really bring this woman who killed Calvados, Gin! Didn't I say icewine, a few of us are enough for this mission!"
Belmode closed his eyes to rest and paid no attention to the other party's shouting.
"Calvados committed suicide, and the person who killed him was the FBI." Ye Gengyi said.
"Um?"
Belmode narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the man sitting next to her strangely. Even his face was completely covered in darkness by an unknown object.
However, put aside any doubts about why he spoke for himself.
That layer is the same color as the mask, and is the object covering his skin metal?
Although this kind of appearance cannot be walked in broad daylight, it can actually cover the face and block the basic outline...
With icewine's technical level, she wouldn't be surprised if one day a robot could be developed that could completely replace the human body.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm just stating the facts, because the information about Calvados's death scene was obtained by me." Ye Gengyi said.
"icewine, I'm not that..."
"Chianti, you still misunderstood. I mean, you should have said this just now..."
Ye Gengyi interrupted her and continued:
"Why should a woman who was so full of loopholes in this plan, so arrogant and so arrogant that she fled so that her companions were forced to commit suicide to prevent them from falling into the hands of the FBI and leaking information, be brought to this mission?"
Chianti: “…”
The logic is rigorous, but doesn't it sound confusing to say?
And I just got emotional and just wanted to scold people, okay...
Really, it’s impossible to chat for a long time with someone like icewine who likes to pursue rigor!
The atmosphere was tense again.
Chianti doesn’t know what to do now…
After all, icewine has said the words, is it possible to continue smashing the glass? You must know that this is Gin's car. If it had been someone else's car, at least a dent would have been dented by his punch just now!
"Chianti, get back in the car." Gin said: "Belmod will follow you just in case of emergencies... This is the order given by 'that one'."
"Hey...I know."
Hearing this, Chianti lost his temper.
"Speaking of which, I didn't expect that the location would be Eddie's..."
Belmod casually pulled out a lady's cigarette and was about to light it. Feeling the gaze from his side, he put it back helplessly and said:
"That's arguably the best place for hunting."
"Eh? Hunting ground?"
Vodka wondered, "What do you mean?"
"Hmph... you should at least study their history."
Belmode didn't explain either.
Unlike Ginjiu, since she knew that Ye Gengyi was not to be trifled with and she had no control over his finances, she did not want to be inexplicably resented for a cigarette. At this time, she was bored and had to hold her chin with one hand and put her elbow He leaned against the car window and closed his eyes to fall asleep.
"That kind of thing is not important. The problem is that it is raining and it doesn't seem to stop at all."
Gin frowned slightly.
Naturally, Nippon TV's interview with Yasuki Domon will not stop because of the rain.
However, if the location changes from an open area to a sheltered pavilion or indoors, the success rate of the assassination mission will be somewhat difficult to grasp.
"Don't worry, the weather station forecast said this is just a shower and it will definitely clear up before noon."
Shui Wulian's voice came intermittently through the receiver: "If... there is nothing else, I will first..."
Oops, is it because of the weather? The signal is getting worse...
Conan tried a few more times, but apart from the increasingly obvious 'rustling' sound, he still couldn't hear any valuable information. He could only ask Haiyuan Ai, who was sitting in the back seat with a worried look on his face:
"Hey! Do you know who DJ is? And where is Eddie P?"
"ah?"
Hui Yuan Ai regained consciousness for a moment, and then realized that there was already a layer of sweat on the palm of his hand holding the phone.
She took out her handkerchief and wiped it, expressing her doubts again:
"What did you say?"
"This is the code those people mentioned in the conversation just now," Conan couldn't help but feel impatient: "They should be planning to kill someone!"
"I don't know DJ," Haihara Ai said, "but if Eddie p refers to a certain place, would p be a parking lot or a park?"
"What about Gere, Chianti and Cohen?" Conan said with a serious face, "Do you know them?"
"I have no impression of Kiel, but I have heard of Chianti and Cohen. They are two very powerful snipers. By the way..."
Haihara Ai paused: "Where is icewine? Is that the organization cadre you mentioned last time? Did he show up?"
"Well, it's not just him, Belmode, Gin, and Vodka are also present..."
Conan's nerves were tense and he ignored Haibara Ai's question of 'What exactly did they say?' and cast his gaze towards a high-rise apartment in the distance.
This straight-line distance... is almost exactly about 580 yards.
Those guys from the black organization really wanted to assassinate someone.
In this case, recovering the bugs and transmitters is no longer his only focus. Although it is extremely dangerous, for him now, the key to the problem should be whether there is any way to hinder the process of recovering the props, or Just destroy their assassination plan!
Thinking of this, Conan no longer hesitated. After saying, "You and the doctor will wait for me from here," he opened the door and ran out.
"Hey! Where are you going!"
Haiyuan Ai's urgent questioning was silenced in the car.
Conan had no time to explain, because there was no turning back now.
He didn't know if those people revealed any other information during the period when the eavesdropping signal was interfered by the weather.
Therefore, we must use the fastest speed...
"That's it."
Suddenly a figure blocked him in front of him.
Immediately afterwards, the other party raised his hand and pointed the pistol wrapped in the pocket of his windbreaker.
In an instant, the impatience on Conan's face turned into horror.
Actually...it was discovered.
He slowly raised his head and looked forward with his last remaining obsession before his death.
result……
What came into view was Judy Stelling's playful smiling face.
"Teacher Judy?"
After the ups and downs, Conan's voice changed slightly.
"Bang~"
Judy Stelling imitated the sound of a gun being fired, and at the same time took out the flip phone in her pocket that Conan mistakenly thought was a pistol:
"Hi, cool guy~ Isn't it exciting..."
Conan: "..."
It was so exciting that he was almost thinking about what name he should give him in his next life...
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