Daily life of a spy in the world of Conan

Vodka acted as a peacemaker. If he didn't speak at this time, the three men would probably start fighting.

That's what a winery is like.

No one is willing to give in to anyone else, except gin and rum.

Even though Vermouth has a high status, there are many people who do not submit to her.

There is even a troublemaker like Binga who doesn't even take Gin seriously!

To put it bluntly, the winery appears to be an extremely powerful black organization that frightens many people and is regarded as a thorn in the eyes of agents from many countries. But in fact, it is a mess inside and many people dislike each other.

The four people split into three group chats, each with their own thoughts.

Vodka is committed to completing the task assigned by Gin, Chianti and Cohen dislike Tequila, and Xiachuan, who disguised himself as Tequila, doesn't care at all. Everything is still under control.

what.

Is Frank not here yet?

At a high point in the woods, Xia Chuan looked around, searching for any trace of his white van.

Did Frank hide it better?

Xia Chuan had a bad feeling. Frank was driving like a novice female driver, so she might still be on the road.

Being drunk at this time, he had no way to contact the other party. He could only let it go and pray that Frank would not disappoint him.

The high point in the woods was a good observation spot, but not suitable for sniping, at least not for Cohen and Chianti, who needed to go down to the townhouse.

Fortunately, there are many huts here and the terrain is complex, so there is no need to worry about being discovered by the FBI.

Xia Chuan had already found several good locations in advance.

Before coming, he only knew that the FBI was in place, but he didn't know where exactly they were. Now that he knew it clearly, he could choose a location for the winery accordingly.

However, this operation is mainly based on vodka, so this matter needs to be discussed with the other party in advance.

"Vodka, what do you think over there?"

Xiachuan pointed his finger at a row of small houses on the east side.

The cabin over there, the cabin where Conan is, and the FBI's temporary residence are in a straight line, and the cabin where Conan is located is right in the middle of the two.

Xiachuan planned to let Conan experience the hail of bullets, not for any other reason, but simply to train Conan's ability to survive on the battlefield.

After all, things will become more and more dangerous later on, so he needs to be mentally prepared in advance.

Conan was unaware of Natsukawa's good intentions. At this time, he was hiding in a small compartment under the floor of the room.

This compartment may have been used to store wine.

It was just right for Conan to squat in alone.

He had already opened the window. When it was daybreak, the two guys would find that the window was open and he was not inside. They would definitely think that he had escaped. When the two guys chased him out, he would come out from this compartment, and the elementary school student's disappearance trick on the second floor would be complete.

Closer to home.

Vodka looked in the direction Xia Chuan was talking about, nodded, and then felt a little embarrassed.

The huts on the east side are taller, and some have three floors. It is true that they have more advantages than other directions. The third-floor windows are very suitable for Chianti and Cohen to carry out sniper assassinations, but for him who only carries a pistol, it is too far away.

His pistol is a Beretta 92F, which has an effective range of only fifty meters. Beyond this distance, the bullet will no longer obey his command.

Cohen and Chianti looked at each other, and Cohen spoke up, "We will conduct sniping on the third floor of the cottage that Tequila mentioned, and you will attack from a closer point. After being attacked, they will definitely go downstairs and leave. At this time, you can attack them by surprise."

"And there will definitely be FBI personnel in the Witness Protection Program building. When the time comes, you can divide the battlefield in the middle to weaken their firepower."

Vodka: ...

Divide the battlefield? We are clearly surrounded. I feel like you are asking Tequila and I to die. Tequila just taunted you. Is it necessary to do this? You are also trying to implicate me...

"Don't worry, if anyone nearby dares to attack you, I will shoot them to death." Chianti raised the sniper rifle confidently, murderous intent in his eyes.

There are four cars in total, with at most ten people. They are in the dark, while the FBI is in the light. The advantage in numbers will turn into a disadvantage at this time.

The FBI will just become their target.

Soon, the four of them took their positions one after another.

Xia Chuan, wearing wireless headphones, waited for Cohen to shoot first.

The observers on the second floor of the FBI cabin were using tactical binoculars to observe the surrounding situation, but they did not notice any impending danger.

Akai Shuichi on the first floor stood up suddenly.

He suddenly discovered a bright spot.

In addition to the suspicious source of the intelligence, the traders seemed to be too weak in vigilance.

This is too different from Gin's style, and it doesn't seem like a transaction planned by Gin.

Gin shouldn't have allowed the trading party to arrive at the trading location so early.

Staying at the trading point for too long would undoubtedly increase the risk of exposure, and there is even the possibility of being ambushed, which Gin could not have failed to think of.

Shuichi Akai walked to the window and looked at the smoke coming out of the chimney of the cottage. He couldn't help but frowning again, holding his forehead with some confusion and struggle.

Should we continue to wait?

Isn't the current condition of the cottage telling others clearly, is there anyone in my cottage today?

Too conspicuous.

This is most likely a conspiracy by the winery.

But then again, if this was Gin's conspiracy, how could there be such an obvious loophole? What is going on?

Unless there is someone else behind this.

If so, what force would it be?

"Prepare to retreat."

Shuichi Akai pondered for a long time before making a decision.

The sudden order caught everyone off guard, and confusion was evident on their faces.

We have been hiding here for a long time. What would it mean to retreat at this time?

The bullets were loaded and everyone's heartstrings were on edge. Some people had even updated their suicide notes, and they almost broke their nerves when they heard this.

"Shuichi, but the director..."

Akai Shuichi ignored the investigator who spoke and his face remained stern.

The others swallowed back the words that were about to come out of their mouths.

Just at this moment, a sound came from the second floor, as if something fell to the ground.

Akai Shuichi's face changed drastically and he rushed to the second floor with a whoosh.

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Chapter 66 Hey! Where did you get the grenade?

The sound of gunfire lingered in Cohen's ears, and smoke and hot air immediately emerged from the silencer of the M24 sniper rifle.

The investigator on the second floor of the FBI base was pierced through the forehead by a bullet, and blood splattered on the tactical telescope.

It was so sudden and unexpected. One moment he was observing his surroundings carefully, and the next moment death had already enveloped him.

Cohen sneered and aimed again, his cold voice coming into the headset.

"one!"

Shuichi Akai came to the second floor and saw his teammate who was shot in the forehead. His face twitched, and he turned back to look at Kamal who was running up the stairs. He waved his hand to stop him, and then shouted, "There's a sniper, hide!"

Just as he finished speaking, the sound of glass breaking on the first floor was heard, and screams suddenly rang out.

"Damn it, there really is an ambush, we are surrounded."

Shuichi Akai asked Kamal to go downstairs, and he opened the guitar case on the ground.

"two."

Cohen's voice rang out in Xiachuan's wireless headphones.

Xia Chuan was amazed. He was used to seeing the winery in such a mess under the pursuit of the FBI in the drama, but this was the first time he felt the arrogance of the winery sniper in defeating the FBI.

Vodka next to him smiled and looked up at the cabin where the FBI was. He could hear clearly the voice in the headphones and the screams behind the broken window. The FBI was finally in their hands this time. They must not let Shuichi Akai leave tonight.

He gestured to Xia Chuan and came to another small house under the cover of the wall, forming a triangle with Xia Chuan and the FBI's base.

With Cohen and Chianti sniping from a distance, the FBI were now completely trapped.

However, his smile did not last long, as a gunshot was like cold water poured over his heart. The sound was from a sniper rifle.

Moreover, the sound came from the second floor of this cottage.

Shuichi Akai!

Although he wanted to kill the other person, Vodka still looked nervous when he heard the sound of the other person shooting.

"Are you okay, Cohen?"

Vodka whispered into the headset, fearing that the shot he had just made would send Cohen to the west.

"No problem, I'll change seats. Chianti!"

Cohen's voice was extremely calm, and even though his hands were shaking, his mouth could not be soft.

Covering the scrape on his arm with one hand, Cohen began to change position.

It's not a big problem. Fortunately, he reacted in time, otherwise the bullet would have hit his chest.

"Let me do it."

Chianti's blood boiled, and she couldn't wait to turn the gun from the cabin in the witness protection program to the cabin where Shuichi Akai was.

call out.

The sound of the gunshot was covered up by the silencer. The bullet burst out of the barrel, flew 400 meters into the air, and hit the first floor at a tricky angle. An FBI investigator's calf was carelessly exposed by the window and blood splattered on it. He knelt down with a pale face.

The shot directly shattered the bone, penetrated the calf and nailed it to the ground.

The investigator's face changed drastically when he saw this, and he quickly pulled the injured teammate away from the window to avoid him being shot a second time.

Shuichi Akai on the second floor had a grim look on his face. Seeing the sniper rifle lines from two angles, he was completely sure that this was the conspiracy of the winery and the intelligence was wrong from the beginning.

I'm afraid the small house two hundred meters away is also a member of the winery.

While thinking, he had already loaded the silencer.

The situation was urgent just now, and he needed to fire a shot first to cover his teammates to find cover, so he did not use a silencer.

The silencer is very important for sniping. It can reduce the sound and weaken the gun flame, making it more difficult for the enemy sniper to find his position.

After the silencer was installed, this position was no longer suitable for sniping. He just couldn't see the location of the third shot. If he wanted to stop the other party from continuing to shoot, he had to go to the roof.

M200 was left behind. He quickly opened the west window and was about to go out when he suddenly noticed something was wrong. A person in the corner of the next room looked at him for a second.

Bang bang bang!

Flames spurted from the muzzle of the gun and bullets hit the window.

The clanging of glass left a wound on Shuichi Akai's face, but his reaction was quick enough and the bullets missed him.

There is someone downstairs.

This was something Shuichi Akai had never imagined before. What was the job of the guy who did the reconnaissance before?

However, the man was already dead, and his body was right next to him. He could only swallow his anger and bear it himself.

"Akai Shuichi! Stop struggling!"

Vodka pointed the muzzle of the M9 at the window and began to speak trash, "You have been surrounded. You must die here today. I will place a white chrysanthemum on your grave on this day next year."

"You don't have to worry about no one accompanying you on your journey to the underworld. Someone will be there to accompany you in a while. Remember to thank me in your dreams then."

There was no sound in the room, even the whimpering and screaming at the beginning had disappeared.

Vodka's trash talk had no effect, Akai Shuichi didn't buy it.

"What's going on? Where are the people?"

Vodka asked into the headset.

This silence was so strange that it made him feel uneasy.