The sixth man of Conan's police academy

Chapter 698 He doesn’t seem so unreasonable, right?
14:57 pm Greek time.

Athens, the capital of Greece, is located at the southern tip of the Balkan Peninsula. With a subtropical Mediterranean climate, Athens still feels like summer even in October.

The white and blue style street western restaurant welcomed two people wearing black top hats. The store manager who was still dozing at first felt awake instantly after seeing these two "strangely dressed" customers.

He could see that the other party was probably a foreigner, so he had to ask in fairly fluent English.

"Hello sir, what would you like to have? (Hello sir, would you like to have something to eat?)" The store manager raised a business smile and asked with a smile, not daring to neglect at all.

He carefully looked at the two people in front of him. The man with long silver hair looked untouchable. Not to mention his fierce look, just a glance would give him a creepy feeling. I'm afraid he wasn't a good person.

As for the sturdy man in a black suit wearing sunglasses next to him, he seems to be the follower of the silver-haired man, and he doesn't seem to be someone to mess with. It seems that I will give them some gifts when I deliver food to them later. If you are dissatisfied, it would not be worthwhile to destroy your own store.

Obviously, these two people are Gin and Vodka.Naturally, they did not appear in Athens, Greece for vacation, but to pick up Ogier, who had already gone to Crete, and the FBI investigator Shuichi Akai, whose life or death was not important.

Gin sat down in the corner without even glancing at the menu, while Vodka solemnly picked up the menu and looked for the dishes that his elder brother liked more.

Vodka didn't speak English because he knew his accent was terrible, so he just used the most convenient way, pointing his fingers directly at the menu a few times, and successfully ordered the food with vivid body language.

However, he didn't know that his behavior frightened the poor store manager. He made him poke the menu so hard every time that the store manager felt that he was hinting to himself: If your cooking is not delicious, you Just like the menu in my hand, I stabbed it to death.

"Wait a moment, please. Your order will be ready soon. (Please wait a moment, your order will be delivered soon.)"

When Vodka heard that the order was successfully placed, he immediately threw the menu on the table. He strode towards the corner, took off the little hat on his head and put it aside. He reached out and grabbed a tissue from the table and touched his face randomly. After a few clicks, he muttered: "It's really hot in Greece. Brother, do you want to wipe it too?"

"unnecessary."

Gin was leaning on the sofa, the sweat falling from his forehead was soaked into his collar. It was obvious that he was also very hot, but as a qualified operation team member, he could not take off his clothes even if he was hot, so that he could exercise his willpower.

He raised his eyes to look at Vodka, who was constantly wiping his sweat, and asked, "Did he send you a message?"

"Well, Ogier said he just received a call from Rum, saying that Rum wanted him to go to the site of the Minoan Dynasty."

The site of the Minoan dynasty?

When Gin heard the name, he couldn't help but think, why did Rum arrange such an address? Could it be that the focus was on the Minoan Dynasty?He vaguely felt that this matter was not that simple, and he said in a deep voice: "Vodka, please check the background of this Minoan dynasty."

"Huh? Okay, big brother."

Vodka took out his notebook from his briefcase and quickly searched for relevant information.While searching, he did not forget to summarize what he found. At the end, he couldn't help but said: "Brother, is Rum related to the Minoan Dynasty?"

When Gin heard Vodka's analysis, he raised his lips slightly and said, "It seems that you know how to think about problems recently."

Vodka's eyes couldn't help but light up after hearing this sentence. This sentence seemed to be criticizing him, but in fact, his elder brother was praising his very successful reasoning today!

Being praised by his elder brother is more delicious than having a meal. Vodka touched the back of his neck sheepishly and said with a smile: "Hey, I have read all the books that Ogier asked me to read. Maybe I read too many books and my brain is bigger than It worked well before.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Vodka heard a notification tone from his cell phone. He opened his mailbox and found that it was an email from Ogier.

[Ogier: Vodka, please help me investigate what the Greek text on this stone tablet means. Quickly. ]
"what happened?"

"It was from Ogier, asking me to check the meaning of the Greek on the stone tablet."

Greek?
Gin's eyes fell on the manager of the restaurant who was walking towards this side. He directly reached out and snatched Vodka's mobile phone, got up and directly showed the screen in front of the manager. Take a standard surrender posture.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!!! (Don't kill me, don't kill me!!!)" The store manager raised his hands in panic, closed his eyes and shouted loudly, without even looking at the attack coming towards him. What is.

Anyway, in his mind it was something like a pistol or a dagger that could take away his life.

"..."

The corner of Gin's eye twitched slightly for 0.1 second, but he still maintained the image of a cool guy with no expression, and uttered a short word in standard English: "Translate."

Um?translate?

The store manager slowly opened his eyes and realized that what was staring at his face was not the black muzzle of the gun, nor the shining silver dagger, but the screen of his mobile phone with a faint light, and a strange photo on it, which seemed to be A huge stone with inscriptions on it.

He pushed up his glasses, took them carefully and looked at the Greek text on them. He couldn't help but feel relieved: It turned out that I was just asked to translate, but it really scared me.

But after seeing the above content, the store manager’s expression changed slightly, and he translated aloud: “And there were brought of Athens seven women, boy and girl one each. One young girl each."

Gin and Vodka's expressions changed after hearing this, so is what is recorded on this stone tablet the corruption of the Minoan Dynasty?Even as villains, the two of them have always looked down on this kind of bullying of the weak.

"Would you mind my serving now?" The store manager swallowed his saliva carefully, leaned down and asked softly.

Vodka nodded to him, looked directly at Gin and asked: "Brother, do you think Rum wants Ogier to investigate this matter? I always feel that he can pull off such a show, which is a bit weird. .”

"Huh, who knows what this old guy is thinking, you can send the translated content." Gin lit the cigarette in his hand and suddenly caught a glimpse of a no-smoking poster on the wall next to him. Before he said anything, he came over with a plate The store manager tore off the poster the moment he put down the meal, and even apologized to himself with a smile.

"..."

He doesn't seem so unreasonable, right?Is there any need to be so afraid?

(End of this chapter)