[Conan] I just want to be a magician quietly

Finally, Vodka climbed to the transaction site, holding a flashlight and a cigarette in his mouth, with the attitude of a gangster, he slowly walked to the interior of Xianqiao Station under the sympathetic eyes of Wakaki Ryo.

Of course, putting aside the facts, Vodka was still quite intimidating when he was frowning.

"Hey, Itakura."

Vodka shouted gloomily, and the flashlight shone on the dark interior of the station, but no one was seen.

"Tsk, Itakura, that guy, hasn't come yet."

He took out a lighter and lit the cigarette in his mouth. He leaned against the wall and took a deep breath, and then exhaled a standard smoke ring.

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All these actions seemed to be very intimidating to Conan who was observing secretly.

But in the eyes of Gin who was following from a distance, the mistakes made by the driver today included but were not limited to the following:

Before arriving at the scene, he did not let the peripheral members surround the scene so that he could kill and dispose of the body as soon as the transaction was completed.

After arriving at the scene, he saw no one. His first reaction was not to survey the scene, but to stand at the entrance and smoke carelessly. In the completely dark scene, let alone the eye-catching flashlight, the faint light of the cigarette butt was enough for the enemy to lock the position of the head.

Not to mention the cheating of Akai Shuichi, any qualified sniper could kill Vodka in this situation.

Not to mention that he didn't even think about the fact that the trading partner had a heart disease, and agreed to change the meeting time without thinking.

The dark murderous aura on Gin was almost materialized. He deliberately didn't remind him, just to see how outrageous Vodka could be.

Ruo Mu Liang stretched out his hand and poked Gin's shoulder, in exchange for the death glare of the model worker.

"Forget it, Gin senior, it's not easy to train such a handy driver, calm down!"

After all, Fu Jiang is usually very reliable. Today, he was hit by the aura of reduced intelligence, and he can't blame him!

At this moment, Vodka in the station shook the flashlight in his hand and suddenly found a check stuck in the gap of the locker not far from him.

Vodka stepped forward, took the check, and looked at the familiar number on it.

"Is this the amount we paid to Itakura Taku?"

He opened the locker with the check and found a disk in a transparent plastic box, which was firmly fixed to the bottom of the locker with tape.

Vodka threw the cigarette in his mouth to the ground without thinking, then took off his gloves and directly buckled the tape.

Gin couldn't bear it anymore, took out the Beretta from his waist, stepped forward and shot Vodka in the back of his head, and asked in a cold tone that could freeze people to death: "What are you doing?"

Vodka:!

Suddenly stimulated by the cold murderous aura, Vodka seemed to wake up a little from his dementia.

"Big, big brother!"

Vodka raised the transparent box with the disk in front of Gin as if to ask for credit, and said tremblingly: "Although Itakura Taku seemed to have guessed that we wanted to silence him and did not show up here, he still obediently sent the software over.

Anyway, the old man's heart is not good. Even if we don't do anything, he won't live long."

Gin took the plastic box from Vodka's hand, glared at Vodka coldly, and felt the low pressure of his boss, Vodka wisely shut up.

"Do you know why he must use a disk to give us the software? That's to collect your fingerprints. This kind of box, you can't open it with gloves.

And..."

Gin squatted down, picked up the cigarette butt thrown by Vodka, and threw it on Vodka's face.

"The saliva on the cigarette butt can detect your blood type."

Gin used a little force to crush the transparent shell containing the disk, and found a small tracker fixed with chewing gum on the back of the box.

Gin showed a cruel smile on his face.

"It seems that this designer is very generous. He even wants to follow the clues and find our base."

Vodka: !!!

Cold sweat kept coming out of his forehead. Under Gin's high pressure, his mind flashed through countless scenes of peripheral members dying tragically under Gin's gun like a revolving lantern, and finally got rid of the aura of reduced intelligence that suddenly covered his forehead.

"That guy Itakura Taku, he actually dared!"

"Humph, this is not done by Itakura Taku." Gin pinched the small tracker and looked at it. "When the temperature difference is too large, the sympathetic nerves will be stimulated, causing a great burden on the heart.A person with heart disease, running to a villa in the snowy mountains alone, haha! "

Gin bit the glove on his right hand to take it off, put his palm on the front of the plastic box to feel it for a moment, and then snorted coldly at Ruomu Liang's position.

"How long do you want to watch the show? Why don't you come to work? "

Ryoki Ryo: "Here it comes"

Conan, who was hiding in the dark, heard this familiar voice and performed a cardiac arrest on the spot, then instinctively took off the tracking glasses on his face, and then quietly destroyed the body.

Why did Sangria follow?!

Didn't Huihara say that the entire organization currently has no more than 10 code members in Japan?

What kind of software requires such a big fanfare to deploy three code members?!!! Software dedicated to destroying the world?

Conan's heart was pounding wildly, and while Sangria hadn't started tracking yet, he quietly threw the remains of the tracking glasses into an inconspicuous corner.

"Although the fingerprints on this box have been wiped off, there is still a little bit of temperature left on it. It seems that the bold little mouse is still staying nearby. "

Vodka immediately understood and took out his pistol, loading it in a second.

Conan:!!!

It's over, this game of kings!

Wakagi Ryo held the tracker produced by Dr. Agasa, pretended to take out his mobile phone and started anti-tracking, but in fact all his attention was on Gin and Vodka who were searching in rows.

The famous scene in the cabinet, how can I not watch it.

Hey, if I secretly send the photos of Conan in the cabinet and Gin outside the cabinet to Vermouth, will Bayonetta have a myocardial infarction on the spot?

Especially thinking about it, it was because she was busy playing games with the FBI and left the task of connecting with Itakura Taku to Gin, which led to her godson almost having an intimate relationship with Gin.

Hey, this is another wave of income.

Do it when you think of it.

Wakagi Liang glanced at Gin who didn't pay any attention to him, and secretly took out the cute spider robot from his backpack - since he knew that he was here to watch a show today, he was naturally well prepared.

Conan listened to the approaching footsteps of Gin and Vodka, and cold sweat kept pouring out of his head. He kept repeating in his heart: What should I do, what should I do, what should I do?

This old-fashioned station has only one exit, and the exit is blocked by Gin. Vodka stood at the other intersection that could escape into the depths of the station. The two of them held guns and approached the last row of lockers from the left and right.

Vodka looked at the gap in the middle of the last row of lockers and showed a ferocious smile on his face.

"Hehe, no matter how cunning this mouse is, it can't escape. "

Thinking that it was because of this mouse that he almost got shot by Gin. Vodka was immediately furious, and a hundred ways of killing the mouse had already rolled through his mind.

Ruo Mu Liang asked Spider-Man to follow Gin closely, while he stood far away at the entrance of the station.

Just kidding, in this kind of plot where the protagonist is forced into a dead end, if Gin didn't suddenly have a brain attack and insisted on opening every cabinet, it's easy to imagine how the will of the world would use -80 to backstab him crazily in order to get his own son out of danger, so as to divert Gin and the others' attention.

He didn't want to be this resentful tool man who saved Conan from the water and fire.

Gin glanced at Vodka, and his mind had already multiplied Vodka's training plan for the next year by 10 times.

"You talk too much nonsense. "

Gin Ye raised his gun and appeared in front of the last row of lockers. A rare look of surprise appeared on his murderous face.

No one?

"Sangria, tracking results?"

Ruo Muliang approached slowly and stopped about ten meters away from Gin. He stretched out his hand to show the pile of glasses in his hand. Of course, before showing it to Gin, he helped to break the debris a little more. At least now no one can tell what the black and white powder was before it was alive.

"Here."

Gin:...

"Tsk, it seems that the little mouse is quite smart and runs fast! "

He opened a few cabinets and took a quick look. When he opened the cabinet where Conan was hiding, Gin stopped and did not open the cabinet door completely due to the will of the big world.

Otherwise, our hardworking man might get a Conan who was scared to death.

But Ruomu Liang's little spider had quietlyMimi took the photo she wanted, and crawled back to his feet without revealing her achievements.

"Go back, Vodka, remember to clean up the line of Itakura Taku afterwards, if there are any more mistakes..."

Gin left the second half of his words unfinished, and just glanced at Vodka with murderous eyes. The latter successfully received the threat signal and immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Wakagi Ryo, who fell to the back, pressed the position of the cabinet door where Conan was hiding with his backhand, and the barely visible red light on his fingertips flashed, melting the lock of the cabinet, and then successfully blocked the cabinet door.

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