Conan’s Corpse Picker

  Chapter 1622 1622 [Ireland's confidant]

a few minutes ago.

  Beside the theater building.

  Ireland's confidant followed the instructions just received, drove the car to a place where he could go out at any time, and then quietly waited for the boss to come.

   However, after waiting a lot longer than expected, Ireland never came.

  My confidant can't help but be a little puzzled: "Could it be that something unexpected happened? Speaking of this, the boss has been very troubled recently, it seems to be contaminated with bad luck..."

  While thinking about it, he got out of the car, thinking about whether to go and meet him.

   Before he could think about it, his confidant looked up inadvertently, and suddenly saw a white shadow near the roof of the theater building—someone was gliding in the air.

   "This is Kidd, right? He is dressed in white at night, so conspicuously dressed, he can be shot down with a sniper, and there is no need to go racing to chase him... It's a pity that there are too many people around, so it's inconvenient to do it."

  The confidant muttered boredly. Halfway through the thought, he suddenly found that there seemed to be a figure beside Kidd.

  He suddenly became puzzled: "What is this?"

  The confidant found a portable simple telescope, put it in front of his eyes, and tried to look there.

  However, during the few seconds of delay in finding something, Kidd and the dark figure had quickly left the building and went to an area without lights.

  He couldn't see the dark man clearly.

"Maybe it's Kidd's accomplice." The confidant secretly speculated, "Kidd, who is dressed in eye-catching white, is responsible for attracting attention, and the assistant, who is dressed in low-key black, takes the opportunity to complete some difficult moves. It turns out that this is the key to Kidd's mysterious technique." , Hmph, but that's all."

   After spending some time with the strange thief, my confidant suddenly woke up: Mr. Ireland wanted to catch Kidd, and now Kidd has flown away, why is he still not here?

  He vaguely felt that something was wrong, hurriedly looked away from the sky, and carefully came to the front of the theater building.

   Then, beside the side door, the flow of people was chaotic, and a group of people formed a faint circle, as if they were watching some excitement in the middle.

   "..."

  The confidant glanced at his cell phone, which had not received any reply, and intuitively felt something was wrong.

  Hesitating for a moment, he walked to the edge of the crowd, picked out an old man who looked easy to talk, and asked about the situation nonchalantly: "Why are there so many people around?"

  The melon-eating crowd turned around and shared without hesitation: "A man suddenly fainted. He looked very strong, but he was actually so weak... Sigh, young people nowadays don't pay attention to exercise."

   Confidant: "...looks very strong?"

  ...Wait, it couldn't be what he thought!

  …

  For a member of an organization with mysterious whereabouts, "joining in the fun" is a very dangerous move, let alone squeezing into such a crowd of people who are inconvenient to escape at first sight.

  But the bad guess in his heart made his confidant grit his teeth and squeezed into the crowd until he reached the front row.

   Probe to look in, there was a buzzing in his head.

  The bad premonition came true.

  —Ireland, who had many victories and was vigorous and decisive, was lying on his back on the ground at this time, losing consciousness. Whether it's the faintly furrowed brows or the last movement currently frozen, it makes him look uneasy walking.

  The confidant was stunned.

  ...how did things suddenly become like this?

  Although Ireland didn't tell him everything, his confidant could still feel that the boss had been extremely tense recently, and was often injured, as if he was fighting against something terrible that he couldn't see.

  As a very capable person in the organization, Ireland has become what it is today in just half a month...

   Confidant: "..." Is it really as I guessed. This hostile person who has deflated Ireland one after another and even killed him without showing his face is the "Uzo" who is known as a natural disaster?

   Scary rumors about Uzo flashed through his mind. For a moment, my confidant's hands and feet were cold.

He turned his head and left, intending to report the matter—this kind of matter is beyond the scope of what he can handle, it's better to have some unlucky ones...well, it's better to have other more reliable people take over, so that it can be properly handled Protect the interests of the organization.

  But before he squeezed out of the crowd, quietly disappeared into the vast sea of ​​people, and heroically implemented the organization's "secret" principle, the whistle whistled—the ambulance came.

   "Huh?" The confidant was taken aback, "Why an ambulance?"

  He felt something was wrong, so he stopped and looked back carefully.

   Just in time, the enthusiastic passerby squatting next to Ireland got up and walked away.

  Without his cover, looking at it this way, my confidant found that the boss seemed to be breathing.

   Confidant: "..." Didn't die?

   The ambulance quickly stopped nearby. The circle of people slowly dispersed to make way for the stretcher.

  The confidant finally came back to his senses when he saw Ireland being carried into the car, and he quickly jumped on it: "Well, I am his family member!"

  The first responder nodded and asked him a few simple questions. Soon the rear hatch closed and the vehicle drove away.

  …

  On the way, my confidant looked at the theater building that was going away quickly, and sighed: Although I don't know what happened just now, what is certain is that the plan of "catching Kidd" has been completely ruined.

  ... I hope Mr. Ireland won't blame him when he wakes up. The temper of this group of cadres is getting worse one by one. To work under them, one must first have a good attitude.

But if you think about it carefully, going to the hospital is the only choice no matter how you look at it: Although "keeping an eye on Kidd" is very important, if you want to chase Kidd and leave your unconscious boss in a strange place... If Ireland It's okay to die, but if he didn't die, he would definitely be held accountable afterwards.

   Confidant: "..." Speaking of which, if Ireland is really dead, I don't have to wait to be scolded after he wakes up...

   This idea flashed across his mind suddenly.

  The next moment, my confidant was stunned, sat up straight suddenly, and patted his face vigilantly: ...What are you thinking! In order to avoid a reprimand, it is too outrageous to take the risk of killing an important cadre!

   Could it be, could it be that he was also influenced by Uzo unknowingly?

  ... When did that scary guy do it?

  The confidant gnawed his thumb anxiously, recalling the people he met during this period, but he had no clue.

  But there is one thing he is certain of.

   "When the boss wakes up, I must not take the initiative to provide any information about Uzo, let alone let him know that I may have contacted Uzo."

The confidant secretly reminded himself in his heart: "After all, think about it differently. If I am hostile to Uzo, at this moment, I suddenly find that my confidant is polluted by Uzo... This kind of subordinate is no longer a subordinate. He It's just Uzo's knife, the only end is to be disposed of as soon as possible."

  (end of this chapter)