No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

Such a big movement will definitely attract the attention of the police.

If you watch the fun here, you won't be able to leave after the blockade.

Qiao Qiao did not dare to stay for long, and left Mantian Building in a panic.

Chapter 049 The old double standard

On the top floor of the big black building, cocktail bar.

There are no moving songs here, the music is melodious, and it is a good place for afternoon chat.

Gin sat at the bar and ordered a glass of gin.

Before joining the organization, he never drank this, thinking the degree was too high.

But after a certain attempt, it became out of control.

Don't tell me, this kind of high-level spirits are the ones that men should drink!

Vodka sits next to it with half a glass of vodka in hand, typically I drink myself.

He was very curious, what kind of test will the boss arrange for Suzuki Qiaoqiao next?

As early as a few months ago, Tequila got on the line of Nakajima Hideaki, and how to hand over was discussed in advance.

Suzuki Joe Bridge can sit back and enjoy the success without doing anything, and get the list of formula designers.

This is not a task at all for him.

So Vodka doesn't think about failure at all.

The same is true for gin, and drink it up in one gulp.

At the moment of swallowing into the throat, an explosion suddenly occurred in the distance, and thick smoke billowed from the 23rd floor of the Mantian Building.

Gin looked different, picked up the phone at the bar and dialed Tequila's pager.

This guy refuses to use his mobile phone, saying that it is easy to be tracked and it is very troublesome to contact him.

"As soon as you get the message, come back."

After a few minutes, the smoke over the Paradise Building subsided, presumably the fire was under control.

Gin's eyes narrowed slightly, and an indescribable unease rose in his heart.

He picked up the landline again and dialed a number.

Soon, Suzuki Qiaoqiao's voice came from the microphone:

"Hey, boss, what's the matter?"

Once the task has been completed, there is no need to stay.

He walked out of the Mansion Mansion and was about to go home.

"What happened in the building?"

When Qiao Qiao heard the words, he raised his head and looked at the direction of the 23rd floor:

"I don't know, I was already downstairs when it exploded."

Gin paused for a moment, his tone a little cold:

"Have you seen tequila?"

"No, it should still be up there."

Qiao Qiao heard that the boss was in a bad mood and added:

"About... five or six minutes ago, I saw him take Nakajima Hideaki's suitcase from the front desk and then left."

Jin Jiu was silent, and a bold idea suddenly flashed in his mind.

He hates tequila, but has worked together for years.

This guy is an old school and punctual guy, and he's the first to answer when he's paged.

Even if someone is using the landline, it will be very domineering.

Relying on that firm muscle, most people really don't dare to provoke him.

There has been no reply for a few minutes now, and it is very likely that an accident has occurred.

And nine times out of ten, it has something to do with the explosion.

Gin's first suspicion was Hideaki Nakajima.

He owes a lot of usury and needs money very much, and the transaction intention is very clear.

But Nakajima Hideaki University majored in computer software and was not good at making bombs.

Selling industry intelligence this time is tantamount to tying him to the same boat as the organization.

Gin pondered over and over again, but couldn't find a reason for betrayal.

Tequila and Nakajima Hideaki have always maintained one-line contact, and it is unlikely to leak information.

Even if other companies get the list, it is useless, and there is no reason to intervene.

In Jin Jiu's mind, a second object of suspicion gradually emerged.

Suzuki Bridge.

This guy has been in the black business for a few years before, maybe he knows the recipe for making explosives.

Probably because of the last spat, so the killer hurt?

Thinking of this, Gin frowned.

Such a murder motive is too far-fetched.

But he couldn't think of a more suitable suspect than Suzuki Takashi.

Thinking along this assumption, Gin's thoughts gradually became clear.

He is ruthless, ruthless, skilled in martial arts, and calm in mind.

Suzuki Joe Bridge this guy... it's amazing!

It seems that this time, for the organization, a remarkable talent has been discovered.

What Gin is most concerned about now is not whether the tequila is dead:

"Let me know, have you got the design?"

"No." Suzuki Qiaoqiao replied succinctly: "I saw that he took the box and left, and there is a surveillance certificate."

Monitor shit!

Jinjiu almost swears, how should this special mother check the internal monitoring?

It seems that Suzuki Qiaoqiao refuses to admit that preparing to bite to death has nothing to do with the explosion?

Thoughtful and strict.

Coupled with the viciousness of the attack, it is simply the best choice for the undercover police!

Humans are complex creatures most of the time.

For the haters, the advantages are the disadvantages.For those who like it, even the shortcomings can be regarded as advantages.

This psychological phenomenon is especially common among men and women.

People who don't like fart are very disgusting, and people who like fart feel a little cute.

Old double standard.

Jinjiu couldn't pursue the monitoring, and asked:

"I'll ask you one last time, did you get the list of designers?"

After listening to the boss repeatedly asking questions, Suzuki Qiaoqiao was very confused.

He hadn't seen the list the whole time, how could he get it? Could it be made empty-handed?

"No, boss. Did something happen? Would you like me to go back to the scene?"

Seeing that Suzuki Qiaoqiao refuses to admit it, Jinjiu can't do anything about it:

"No, you go back to the pharmaceutical factory and wait for me."

"Oh, okay, then I'll hang up first."

Gin put down the microphone and made a decision secretly.

If Suzuki Qiaoqiao doesn't come, he is a coward who dares to do it.

Even if he chased to the ends of the earth, he would kill this kid.

If he dares to come, this courage is enough to pass the second test, and he can give him a chance to make up for his faults as appropriate.

"Vodka."

Hearing the call to himself, Vodka stood up, a little eager to try:

"Boss, what are your orders?"

Gin put down the empty glass and took out his wallet to check out:

"The stronghold is exposed, and it will not come in the future."

He said it lightly, as simple as eating and drinking.

Vodka was ordered to go to the customer locker to retrieve the hidden bomb.

"Wait for me for 2 minutes and be right back."

Cocktail bar, the organization's closest temporary stronghold.

The surveillance has photographed their appearance, and it is necessary to destroy them.

It is too troublesome to destroy one by one, so it is better to increase the equivalent and blow up the entire tavern directly.

Gin left the bar, and the black windbreaker automatic without wind.

The vodka moved quickly, putting the explosives in the black mountaineering bag and throwing it at the designated place.