I play color 6 in rice flower town

Gin's ability is naturally unquestionable. Those who can rank among the top ten in a large transnational criminal organization will not be too good at anything. Besides, their positioning is still in the category of "executive department". It was his turn to be the second in command, and his combat ability was at the top of the organization.

As for the vodka... It's rather embarrassing to comment on this big man who criticizes Huiyuan.

To describe it in two words - the driver.

And this is the conclusion she came to after racking her brains and thinking hard.

At that time, Souji Kudo raised his forehead slightly in shock, and couldn't help but want to cry for grievances for Gin.

He is a good king, if he is given a strong support, he will definitely be at the level of killing the whole audience, but the higher-ups abruptly sent him a bronze bastard.

Gin, you are so miserable!

But that's fine too, in the current situation where the enemy is dark and we are clear, the better the enemy is, the more advantage they will have. If all the black-clothed organizations are filled with vodka-level...

Of course it couldn't be better!

"Hmph, you deserve it for the power outage." Vodka whispered on the phone, "Who told you to stay in the deep mountains and old forests where you can't do shit... But it's not right, is it?"

He changed the subject: "Since the power went out, how did you receive my call?"

"This is actually because there will be a power outage in the area near my villa whenever it snows, so I installed a telephone with a battery in the villa. As long as the telephone line is still connected, you can make calls." Call." Conan made the excuse he had prepared in advance without changing his face or heartbeat.

"Ah...so that's the case." Vodka, who only heard his voice on the other end of the phone, didn't feel suspicious at all.

The corner of Conan's mouth twitched slightly, with an expression on his face that he was really deceitful, but he continued to praise the vodka on the other end of the phone with all his might: "But you are really amazing, you can actually find out that I am here."

"Of course, as long as there is anything about you that we don't understand." Vodka smiled in a low voice, apparently the other party's flattery made him very happy.

"Hey, you guys have sent someone to monitor me around the villa, right?" Conan expressed his panic on the phone at the right time.

Standing beside him, Souji Kudo couldn't help giving a thumbs up, giving his elder brother a little praise for his superb acting skills.

There are no people from the winery around the villa to monitor this matter, and they all know it well, so there is no need to ask.

But for "Itakura Taku" himself, this is not the case.

"You don't have to be afraid, we won't do that." Vodka was very satisfied with the fear shown by the other party on the phone, "We promised you that we would never approach you casually, the important thing is the software, you should have already Are you done?"

"It's barely finished. Although the UI looks a little rough, it doesn't affect the use." Conan put on a relieved tone, "By the way, I can't use the computer anymore. I think you can just tell me the transaction address on the phone, and then I will come over and hand over the software to you.”

"Since that's the case, there's nothing you can do about it, but I'll just say it once so you can hear me clearly." Vodka said, "You should know that the Hanqiao Station, which is under construction recently, has become even more impressive after being merged with Dongdu Subway. Alright, you will go to the bottom floor at twelve o'clock tomorrow morning, there is a coin-operated railroad track No. 0032 waiting for me, don't forget to bring the most important software with you."

Twelve o'clock tomorrow morning?

Souji Kudo held his breath next to the receiver, and shook his head at Conan who was looking at him questioningly.

The news that Itakura Taku has passed away will probably be on the headlines of major newspapers tomorrow morning. If the time of death is reported, even a fool like Vodka will realize that he talked to him on the phone last night. People are not the real Itakura Zhuo at all, and it will be completely revealed by then.

After thinking for a while, Conan said: "Sorry, I can't hand over the software to you tomorrow. You should also know that my health is getting worse recently, especially the heart problem is getting worse, so I will be hospitalized from tomorrow evening. It is estimated that it will take three or four days to do a series of inspections... maybe five days at the longest, or I will hand over the software to you after five days?"

"No, it's too late for that." Vodka flatly refused, "I said you haven't finished the software, so you're using this excuse to delay the time?"

"How can it be? The software has already been finished, but the expert who inspected me is an appointment I made a long time ago. It is impossible to change the time, but if tomorrow daytime, the construction workers on the construction site will meet again. If you rush into the subway station, it will be inconvenient for you then, right?"

Conan changed the topic and suggested: "I think it would be better if this is the case. The construction time of the subway station starts at six o'clock in the morning, and we will meet at the place you mentioned at about four o'clock. That should be okay, right?"

"Hmm~" Vodka pondered for a while, probably feeling that there was nothing to do, so he decided, "Then let's do as you said, we will meet at the bottom floor of Kanqiao Station at four o'clock in the morning. Don't forget to bring the software over when the time comes, don't make me wait for you too long."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Listening to the broken tone coming from the phone receiver, the two brothers who were sitting next to the phone looked at each other, and then burst out laughing in unison.

"If I were gin, I'd be pissed off by this idiot." President Kudo flattened his mouth, put on gin's stern eyes, and growled in a hoarse voice, "Vodka! I believe in your loyalty ! But I don't trust your brain!"

Conan didn't answer the call, because he couldn't answer it anymore.

He was so teased by the other party's exaggerated acting that he fell to the ground and couldn't straighten up laughing.

Dr. Ali, who was out of the whole process, could only watch the performance of the two brothers, standing at the door of the room with a dazed expression on his old face.

At this time, Souji Kudo turned back to the computer desk, took out the CD and the envelope containing the huge check from the drawer, shook Conan and said, "I will take these two things away, and I will have them when the time comes." For other uses, see if there are any other empty discs."

"Anyway, I'm already ready to fool the other party, so let's just fool the other party thoroughly."

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PS: Gin Wine: Although this idiot has [-] million points, it is barely honest, so let's use it alive.

Chapter 189 Chapter 185

The silver-white Beetle continued to travel through the snowy night, which was destined to be an extremely simple journey.

They had just set off from Tokyo to Qunma about four hours ago, and it was still snowing heavily outside.

Without a warm hearth to rub against, or even a chance to sit casually by the fire, they set off again on their way home.

With a piece of software said to affect all of humanity, and...a huge check.

Based on the idea of ​​having a share in the meeting, Conan originally planned to get a part of this windfall, even if it was a small part, at least to enrich his small coffers.

Living expenses and so on are directly transferred to Uncle Maori’s bank account. In other words, if you give Conan more pocket money, Uncle Maori’s own pocket money will be less, so Uncle Maori never gives him too much. If you have more pocket money, it would be nice to buy some snacks for a little bit of fun.

But even such a humble request was rejected by Kudo Shoji Ci strictly and righteously.

The reason is that he still has a cute kitten in his own home, and the expenses are a bit high.

After all, it is said that a poor man is rich and has a daughter. Although the relationship between Hui Yuanai and him is not a father-daughter relationship, if the other party asks to buy some new bags, he thinks he will not refuse.

To sum up, Conan, climb.

Conan, who was denied the spoils and was forced to stuff a mouthful of dog food instead, raised three middle fingers angrily, then shrank to a corner and began to fiddle with his empty CD.

As Souji Kudo said before, since they are already ready to fool the other party, it's better to just fool them completely.

I just accepted the check.

CD, you don't even want it.

Moreover, I want to give you a hand.

Turning his head and squinting at Conan wrapping the tape around the four corners of the disc box containing the empty disc, Kudo Souji couldn't help but click his tongue.

There is one thing to say, you have a dirty heart when playing tactics.

He thought about Conan's design because he saw vodka's thick nerves.

After all, there is no way to tear off the tape while wearing gloves. You have to take off the gloves and use your fingernails to open a gap in the tape, and then pinch and tear it with two fingers.

In this way, at least the vodka's fingerprints are securely obtained.

As for the fact that the other party might pry it open with a knife while wearing gloves?

Hehehe brother, wake up, how is it possible, this is bought by your organization at a huge price, if you leave a scratch on the disc with the knife, then this disc will be useless.

I won't talk about anything else, just ask how much you can sell for two hundred catties of vodka, huh?

Thinking of this, Mr. Kudo glanced at the sky outside the window, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten something, and hurriedly took out his phone from his pocket and checked it.

Hey, it's almost one o'clock in the morning.

...And before he set off, he said that he was just going to take a look, and he would be back soon.

With the mentality of getting a heavy insurance for himself, Director Kudo found a number in the phone book and sent a text message.

'have you slept? '

However, less than ten seconds after the completion of sending was displayed at the bottom of the message, the other party immediately replied to the message.

'not yet. '

Seeing the reply sent by the other party, Souji Kudo couldn't help but give him a big thumbs up for his wit, and he immediately dialed the number.

After three waiting tones, as the call was connected, the girl's cold voice came from the phone: "Hello, where are you?"

I couldn't tell whether it was happy or unhappy, Hui Yuanai's tone was so flat as if he was asking if he had dinner.

"Still on the road, just set off from Gunma, and is about to come back." Souji Kudo said, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of someone who was also in the back seat and was forced to deprive himself of the bond with his girlfriend because of his shrinking body. The pseudo-single dog who sticks to power is casting an unbalanced look at himself, so he returns a provocative smile.

Come on, hit me if you have the ability, I want to be beaten up la la la la la~

Conan gritted his teeth, and gave up an irrational idea after recognizing the gap in the force value of the two sides and confirming the urination of the other party.

He knew very well that this guy would never give him a hand because of his shrinking body.

dream.

"Gunma?"

There was a trace of surprise in Hui Yuanai's voice: "How did you run so far away?"

"Ah... how should I put it, in fact, I thought it was near Tokyo, but I didn't know the destination was so far away until I got on the bus." Souji Kudo glanced at the check and the CD in his hand and said, "But it's considered I managed to make some extra money, so it’s not too bad.”

"Extra charge?"

"Well, almost..." Souji Kudo said a figure that ordinary salaried workers may not be able to earn after more than ten years of hard work.

"Well~ that's just right, recently Fusha drew a new lipstick, just treat it as an apology for letting me wait until it's like this." Hui Yuan Ai teased lightly on the phone.

"Fusha's new lipstick? Well, I'll remember." Kudo Sousji nodded without hesitation.

When he was still in junior high school, he had researched what gifts would be more suitable for girls.

Generally, those who give skirts and shoes are inexperienced stunners, or they are simply rich and powerful. Smart people give lipsticks, because the price of lipsticks does not fluctuate much, and the good ones, the expensive ones, and the cheap ones are basically the same. So what happened.

But the price of things like skirts and shoes can come and go, the cheap ones are as cheap as hell, and the expensive ones are as expensive as hell.

I feel that I can’t afford to give away cheap ones, and I’m afraid that others will dislike them if I give them away, but it seems that it’s too bad to give away expensive ones.

So it's still the most affordable lipstick...but the premise is that you can distinguish the color numbers that are comparable to the number of celestial bodies.

At least Souji Kudo thinks he can't tell the difference. He doesn't even know where the boundary of the universe is, or how many stars there are in the universe. How can he distinguish between the lipstick numbers that are as terrifying as the first two?

Fortunately, Hui Yuanai also made it very clear on the phone that he wanted Fusha to paint the latest lipstick, in other words, as long as he bought the latest lipstick, there would be absolutely no problem.

"Is there anything else? If there is nothing else, I will hang up first." The girl's faint voice came from the phone, with a hint of sleepiness.

"No, it's nothing." Kudo Souji said, "Go to rest quickly, it's already early morning, stay up late and be careful of acne on your face."

"Well, then you should come back early, I'm going to sleep first." Hui Yuanai yawned softly on the phone and said.

The call ended at this point.

Watching the phone screen finally go dark after the screen saver time, Souji Kudo suddenly realized that Conan, who had been silent since the beginning, was staring at him with a pensive look, which made him horrified.

"What are you looking at?"

There was a trace of confusion in Conan's voice: "I was just thinking, seeing you and Huiyuan like this, do you think it's a bit stupid for me to hide Xiaolan like this?"

Chapter 190 Chapter 186 Vodka: It's so quiet

What Vodka said is absolutely right, the Hangqiao Station is indeed still under construction.

It is about to be merged with the Dongdu subway station. There are traces of construction everywhere in the empty and huge station. The scaffolding that can be disassembled and assembled can be seen on almost every wall, and there is a faint metallic luster in the darkness.

It can be seen that the construction team's plan for the merger of these two platforms is to break through the barriers between the stations, and then expand it, filling it with the model of an underground commercial street and snack street, so as not to let this large underground The channel seems too monotonous and boring.

Souji Kudo walked in front silently, his black hooded trench coat swaying slightly with his movements, looking like a dark ghost floating in the dark night.

His eyesight is very good, and he can see his surroundings clearly even in extremely dim light.

Although you can see more clearly when you turn on the flashlight, there is a huge disadvantage when using it, but it is not obvious when you are usually walking at night.

That is, when using a flashlight in a dim environment, people's line of sight will be framed in the place covered by the light of the flashlight, and then all places except those covered by light will be ignored.

What's more shit is that the light of the flashlight is equivalent to telling the other party-I am here!

Especially in the case of going to the meeting alone like they are now, it is undoubtedly fatal.

Conan followed not far behind him, walking lightly along the route that Souji Kudo had walked, and the sound of the soles rubbing against the ground when the wet sand was crushed could be heard constantly under his feet.

Regarding the question he asked in the car before, Souji Kudo did not directly answer it directly, but instead asked a question that confuses him very much.

He said: "If Xiaolan became the same as when she was seven years old and came to live in our home for you to take care of, and her personality hadn't changed at all from now, and all aspects of her life were exactly the same as before, wouldn't you recognize her?"