Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 347 Bourbon's Legs
"I have something to say, who are you?" Marcello's voice was shriller than a chicken's when he was strangled.

"Polite guest." Fu Jiang let go of his hand and let Marcello fall to the ground.

"It's not a request to have something to say, look behind you."

Marcello rubbed his throat, then pointed to Fu Jiang's back.

Fu Jiang turned around, with five or six guns pointed at him, except for the two drunks who were still looking for their crow friends, everyone else took out their weapons.

Facing so many guns, Fu Jiang chose to back down. He had no more clothes to change.

Fu Jiang turned around and looked down at Marcello on the ground, with the corners of his mouth torn apart, "Now it has become a request."

Click, click, the gun was loaded, and the gang members started to move, surrounded Fu Jiang and Marcello, and aimed their guns at Marcello.

"You guys, you guys!"

Marcello stood up awkwardly, staring back and forth at the gangsters with his eyes wide open, unable to figure out when they betrayed.

The time of betrayal is the moment when Fu Jiang looks at them.

Fu Jiang grabbed Marcello's wrist with his left hand, and stuffed the photo into his hand with his right hand.

"Who gave the order, and who gave you the photo."

After finishing speaking, he turned sideways to a gang member and said, "Every ten seconds wasted, create a hole in his body."

"But, you hateful guy." Marcello gritted his teeth, "Cooney, Cooney asked me to do it, and the photo was stuffed in the mailbox. I don't know who sent it."

"Ah, Kuni, what a good name." Fu Jiang closed his eyes slightly and recalled it in his mind.

He is sure that this name has never appeared in his life.

"So, who is Cooney?"

Marcello glanced at the gun that was aimed at him, did not dare to delay, and immediately replied: "A big drug lord is in Guadalajara, Jalisco, Mexico. If you go to the local area to inquire, it is very easy It’s easy to know where exactly.”

Fu Jiang frowned, and his left pupil split again, "Mexico? Are the drug dealers in Mexico wanting the lives of the two people in the photo?"

"Yes." Marcello replied with dull eyes.

Bang, there was a gunshot, and Marcello fell back on the ground, with a blood hole between his eyebrows.

Fu Jiang withdrew his "trust", pushed aside the gang members who were blocking the way, and quickly left here as a black crow.

Things were a bit beyond his expectations, and he even began to wonder whether the other party was targeting him, Bourbon, or someone in the organization?
At least he has never been involved with any Mexican drug lords, at most he killed a few drug dealers without leaving a trace.

Therefore, this may be a murder mission that was outsourced layer by layer, and the drug lord was not the initiator of the mission.

But there is no doubt that Wei Young can't stay here for a long time.

The enemy is in the dark, Weiyang's form is in the light, and Fu Jiang can stay, but he only has two translators, and the longest stay is no more than four days.

High in the sky, Rich Crow braved the airflow and came to a secret base organized in this city.

The rich crow in the air suddenly turned into a cloud of pitch-black smoke, which divided into several misty black lines and converged on the ground, forming a human shape.

Wei Young raised her hand and took off her short hat to have a look, the hole on it has almost been repaired.

Although no damage can be seen with the naked eye, it is estimated that in the next few hours, it will no longer be able to provide headshot protection.

Wei Young took off her black leather gloves and released the fusion of the transparent gloves and her hands, and pressed her palms on the detection screen to unlock the access control.

With the sound of the door lock opening, Wei Young put on the double-layer safety gloves again.

The security guard stood at the door and obviously waited for a long time, "Ms. Sangria Main, do I need to take you to rest?"

He smelled the strong smell of gunpowder on the huge coat that Wei Young was wearing.

It's not something that can be picked up in a shootout.

"No, where's the intelligence officer?" Wei Young said while walking quickly inside.

There was no trace of fatigue in her gait, although her physical strength had bottomed out.

"We locked him in room 302." Before reaching the room on the third floor, the security guard handed over the key card with both hands.

"Yeah." Wei Young took the key card and glanced at it, then nodded to the security guard, "Thank you for your hard work, go get busy."

Regardless of the flattered look of the security guard, Wei Young swiped the door open with the key card.

A man with light blond hair was sitting on the bed, holding a teacup, looking quite relaxed.

There is no panic about being questioned by a full member, nor does it look like a prisoner.

Considering that even if he was imprisoned, he was not thrown into a small black room or a gas chamber or the like, his status may be unusual.

Even if it is not a member with a code name, it may not be too far away.

"There's something wrong with the information I provided, isn't it?" He didn't shy away from the subject at all.

At first glance, it was a very troublesome type, Wei Young frowned, she was really tired and needed to rest.

But she still has the physical strength to charm a non-Ke Xueren.

Wei Young's left eye emitted a faint red light.

Perhaps it's because this body was transformed by the magic of the Wutengu clan, so that the manifestation of abilities is different from that of Tomie.

"Who did you sell my information to?"

"FBI."

"Are you their undercover agent?"

"Exactly."

"Apart from you, who else?"

"do not know."

"Can the FBI command Mexicans?"

"I don't know, I'm just following orders."

"Whose order?"

"My boss, Ms. Helen."

Wei Young searched for this name in her mind, and confirmed that this is someone who has never appeared in the anime content she has watched.

"She thinks, if you can get rid of me, it's worth it even if you expose?"

"Yes, Akai Hideichi sent a telegram, which described in detail the appearance of a member of the organization, which exactly matches you. You are dangerous and must be dealt with."

After listening to the intelligence personnel's reply, Wei Young rubbed her forehead and ended the phone recording.

She sent the recording to Rum, who would then know what to do with the man.

Whether it is interrogation or killing, it has nothing to do with her.

As for Helen from the FBI, and the drug lords in Mexico, this is not up to her to deal with.

Those are all things that Rum needs to worry about. If she is asked to do it, she will have to pay for it.

She has done enough.

Didi, a text message has been sent.

[Well done, time is money, you are frugal enough in both, this achievement will be reported to that gentleman - RUM]

Rum is also a considerate person, he didn't send any extra tasks, allowing Wei Young to maintain freedom of action.

Wei Young went to the infirmary to take a look at Bourbon.

Poor Toru Amuro, his right leg has been hung up, could it be broken by the bomb?Or was it interrupted by a gun?
How wicked!What if there are sequelae?
"Mr. Bourbon is fine." The medical staff misunderstood the meaning contained in Wei Young's eyes, "The right leg is only dislocated, and the ankle is dislocated, which should be caused by violent pulling."

Violent pulling?

No, it was blown off!definitely is!

"Why isn't he awake yet?" Wei Young stretched out her hand to open Toru Amuro's eyelids, and confirmed that he wasn't pretending to be asleep.

"This...Mr. Bourbon's head was hit by the blast, causing it"

"Talk about the result." Wei Young said directly.

"There is no serious problem. It can be as short as two or three days, and it will not exceed half a month at the longest. There will be basically no sequelae."

It's been too long, Wei Young has no patience to wait.

I don't know how much the air ticket is here in the United States, whether three hundred dollars is enough, if not, she has to fill in her own money.

Isn't that a blood loss.

Never mind, come back tomorrow morning, if Bourbon doesn't wake up, go back by yourself.

Wei Young shook her head and didn't say much, she quickly left the base and hid the blade of pure love inside the coat.

Through the life-absorbing ability attached to the blade of pure love, she can recover some physical strength through the passers-by around her.

If you walk, you can probably reach the sojourn before 22 o'clock, and your physical strength will recover almost.

The premise is that there are not too few pedestrians at night.

Wei Young glanced at the surrounding roads, there were basically no pedestrians on the small roads, but there were some people on the avenue, but not many.

It's okay, I saved the taxi fare, and if I'm lucky, I can recover about half of my physical strength.

It's enough. After the physical strength exceeds 5 points, it is generally enough, unless it is like today, using the ability frequently and fighting many times.

Wei Young walked back to the sojourn at a moderate pace that was neither fast nor slow.

It is polite to say hello to others before leaving.

Besides, she hasn't eaten yet.

(End of this chapter)