Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 62 Louis XIII
Fu Jiang slid down the ladder with both hands, and then walked down the stairs quickly.

He checked the car door to make sure that no trigger trap was installed, then opened the door and sat in.

He just suspected it casually for the sake of safety, Gin had no reason to trick him, and it was impossible for Chianti to have anything to do with Louis XIII who had just been transferred to Tokyo.

Parking the car outside the warehouse, he called out the system, then got out of the car and walked into the warehouse.

It's very quiet and empty here, and it's different from the location that resembled the scene of an FPS game last time.

If Louis XIII had really sensed something was wrong, he probably wouldn't have chosen such a suitable place to be sniped.

Fuck, Louis XIII didn't want to attack him, did he?

Thinking of this, Fu Jiang paused slightly and began to move along the edge of the building.

Under the influence of the protective color skills, his figure is extremely invisible, and with the hidden footsteps, it is difficult to be found unless he observes carefully.

"Grabba? You haven't arrived yet?" Louis XIII looked around at the warehouse door.

Fu Jiang's mouth drooped slightly, but he didn't answer.

Something is wrong!If Louis XIII wants to confirm whether he has arrived, you can call him. Louis XIII arranged the bait!
Guessing Louis XIII's plan, Fu Jiang immediately took out his mobile phone and wanted to turn it off.

At this moment, the phone rang, and the calling Louis XIII immediately took out a flashlight and shone the light on it.

Fu Jiang rushed forward in a hurry, and at the same time, a gunshot sounded, causing pain in his waist. After he fell to the ground, he rolled a few times in the direction where the sniper had a good view.

Immediately afterwards, the head of the "Louis XIII" who called out loudly was split open, and blood mist sprayed out.

A black figure who could only see his clothes but not his face grabbed Fu Jiang's feet and dragged him to the blind spot of sniping inside the building.

"Gin asked you to kill me? Huh?"

The crossbow appeared in the palm of his hand, and Fu Jiang aimed an arrow at Soi Ying's throat.

But Heiying was obviously very vigilant, and turned around the moment Fu Jiang raised his arm.

The short bow and arrow grazed his neck, bringing out a trail of blood.

Heiying stepped on Fu Jiang's wrist with a chop, kicked the crossbow away, then let go of Fu Jiang's foot, and aimed the gun at his head.

Fu Jiang took the opportunity to kick his lower body, Hei Ying bowed his body, and Fu Jiang jumped from the ground and hit his nose with his knee.

"Ah fuck!" Hei Ying smashed the butt of the gun directly on the corner of Fu Jiang's eyebrow while covering his nose and legs.

Blood flowed down the corners of his eyebrows, and Fu Jiang directly held Heiying's gun-wielding wrist, and then put an elbow on his neck and pressed him against the wall.

"Hahaha." Heiying smirked and swung his wrist, moving the gun towards Fu Jiang.

His strength is greater than Fu Jiang's.

Charm starts!

The black shadow paused, then swung his arm violently and threw the pistol away.

Then he rushed from the other direction to a place with good sniper vision.

Fu Jiang clutched his lower back and ran quickly to the position of his crossbow.

The running figure of the black shadow turned suddenly, rushed to Fu Jiang and threw him to the ground.

"Die, die, die!" He punched Fu Jiang's temple one after another.

Fu Jiang stretched his wrist, and a dagger appeared in the palm of his hand, slashing towards the black shadow's throat.

Heiying let go of Fu Jiang's neck, and quickly stepped back into the warehouse.

"Can you do magic tricks? Bah." Soi Ying raised two fists, "It's all fancy."

Tomie tapped the cover.

Power: 10
Agility: 10
Stamina: 11
Insights: 13
Charisma: 10
Vital resistance: the degree of pain received by the human body is greatly reduced (10 stamina bonus skills)
Fighting lv32: Better than you, you have to hold the knife in your hand tightly.

Fu Jiang took a few breaths, and kept playing with Hei Ying.

"Is the vision blurred? Hehe." Heiying smiled triumphantly, then jumped a few steps on the spot, and rushed towards Fu Jiang from left to right.

He was right. Although Fu Jiang twisted his head to reduce the damage of those punches to the temple, they still had a certain impact.

Heiying first made a straight left fist, Fu Jiang blocked it with his elbow, and stabbed the dagger into Heiying's wrist.

"Ah!" Heiying yelled and swung his right fist, hitting Fu Jiang's jaw directly.

Fu Jiang tilted his body and was thrown to the ground by the shadow again.

"Good at ground warfare?" Fu Jiang sneered, and spit out a mouthful of blood into Soi Ying's eyes.

Then he directly grabbed Sombra's wrist, and kicked his legs against Sombra's chest.

After finding the correct position, he retracted his right leg and kicked towards the black shadow's throat.

"Cough cough vomit." Soi Ying retched directly.

Fu Jiang took the opportunity to roll around and leave the spot, avoiding the saliva from Hei Ying's mouth, then got up and put his knee on the other's temple.

At the same time, he bent down and picked up his dagger, and stabbed at the black shadow's head.

Soi Ying raised his forearm, let the dagger penetrate into the muscle and clamped it tightly, and gave a farewell.

The slippery dagger covered in blood broke away from Fu Jiang's hand.

Louis XIII's white teeth were exposed in the darkness. He was sure to win. Although he suffered serious injuries, he was in much better condition than Grappa, who had no weapon and was shot.

Swinging his hands, he rushed towards Fu Jiang from the direction of his right hand. At this angle, Fu Jiang would inevitably tear the wound when resisting the attack.

Bang, at this moment the glass window of the warehouse burst, Soi Ying's head exploded, and Fu Jiang was covered in blood.

The sniper rifle is the support of Chianti.

"Huh, huh." Fu Jiang shook his head while pressing his forehead, then staggered out of the warehouse and picked up his crossbow.

Then he leaned against the warehouse door, lit a cigarette, and sat to rest.

In less than 2 minutes, Chianti braked suddenly at the warehouse door in his red sports car.

"Are you okay?" Chianti got out of the car holding the sniper rifle, and ran to Fu Jiang's side quickly.

"Chianti?" Fu Jiang twisted his neck and wiped the blood that overflowed his right cheek, "Thank you, I owe you once."

Immediately after Chianti shot the fake Louis XIII, he realized something was wrong, and then noticed that Fu Jiang had disappeared into the blind spot of sniping, and immediately shifted his position to find a new sniper position.

Although Fu Jiang still had a strange gun to shoot at his back hand, it was useless, but Chianti did help him. It is due to thank him, which is polite.

Chianti froze for a moment, "They're all colleagues, so what do you owe?"

Seeing that Fu Jiang was silent, she shrugged her shoulders, "Maybe you can save me again in the future, at worst, you will treat me to dinner one day."

"Definitely." Fu Jiang leaned against the corner, "Is there a mirror?"

"Big lady, who wears a mirror all day long?" Chianti tilted his head and thought for a while, then stuffed the sniper rifle into Fu Jiang's arms, "Wipe it clean, it can be used as a mirror."

"Forget it, you go first." Fu Jiang was still leaning against the corner, his messy hair was blown by the night wind.

He was shot in the back of the waist, and his movements were a little inconvenient, and he didn't even pick up the dropped top hat.

"Aren't you angry?" Chianti stared at Fu Jiang's cold dead face for a while.

At that time, Fu Jiang was not far away from Louis XIII. Once the shot went wrong, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Oh, Louis XIII is dead. I only look at the result. If I want to blame it, it's Gin's fault." Fu Jiang wiped the blood dripping from his forehead again.

Louis XIII would be very vigilant as he secretly organized someone to match him with D, so Gin at least thought of a slightly distracting reason to ask Louis XIII out.

Qin Jiu really regarded him as a killer on the same level as himself, and could easily fight back against Louis XIII?

"Fortunately, you are the one who cooperates this time. If it is replaced by Vodka, I will be in danger." Chianti couldn't help but feel a moment of fear.

If it was vodka, there is a high probability that you will be tricked here to meet Louis XIII and be attacked by Louis XIII.

Then Louis XIII will go to the original trading place, find Chianti waiting there foolishly at the nearby sniper point and kill her.

Fu Jiang twitched the corner of his mouth, "Tell Qin Jiu for me, this time, the fee will be doubled."

"Understood." Chianti made an ok gesture, "I'll tell you how serious the injury is, and I'll arrange all kinds of work-related injury expenses for you."

After Chianti left, Fu Jiang limped to the top hat, picked it up and put it on his head.

He called Chengshi, "The warehouse north of the Rice Flower Museum."

"What's the matter?" Cheng Shi's voice was a little fuzzy, as if he was still asleep.

"I was shot."

"What?" Cheng Shi woke up instantly, "I'll be right there."

Less than half an hour later, a taxi stopped near the warehouse, Cheng Shi got out of the car and ran over quickly.

After helping Fu Jiang to his own car, Cheng Shi first cleaned and bandaged Fu Jiang's wound briefly, and then drove to his clinic.

At this time, Fu Jiang's cell phone rang, and it was a call from Qin Jiu.

(End of this chapter)