Conan's winery play house

Chapter 303 Hostage
"Dafu, wait a minute, don't kill someone in front of Brother Tou..."

"I can't kill in front of Brother Tou..."

"Even if a dangerous situation occurs, nothing will happen, because there is papa."

The white-haired boy led the doll bear's paw and walked on the deserted street in the middle of the night. The moonlight stretched the shadows of each person and the bear so long that they were all deformed.

In the breeze came the youthful and gentle exhortations.

……

"Da da--"

The sound of footsteps not far behind him drove him crazy.

Master Heimu gritted his teeth and looked at the road ahead. For the first time, he felt that the road was so long, as if he would never reach the end.

Identity revealed!
When the blond man appeared in front of him, he knew he was exposed.

The other party did not kill him.

But...

Let him go again and again.

But Master Heimu would not be moved by the other party's move to let him go.

I just feel that the other party's mind is extremely vicious.

It was like treating such behavior as an interesting game, watching him struggle to escape again and again.

Definitely on purpose.

Because he was arrogant enough and confident enough that he couldn't escape from him.

Heimu Zhenren took a deep breath and fired two shots back, then quickly opened the distance and continued to run forward.

The person who played him so easily was a senior member of the organization, code-named Bourbon.

A well-known intelligence commissioner and mystic.

Other than that, no other information can be found.

As an intelligence officer, protecting his own intelligence must have been a no-brainer.

It's a pity that he had been undercover in the organization for ten years, but he couldn't find anything.

If only he was a code member...

It's a pity...the strength is not enough.

He was originally buried in the organization by the police as a nail, and he didn't need to be famous or conspicuous.

Just make a nail that you can use in an emergency.

Suddenly, Master Heimu stopped in his tracks.

"Why didn't you keep running?" The blond man walked out from behind him, looking forward with a playful smile on his face.

Ahead of the road was a figure, who looked like a child.

It should be avoided, and avoid involving the other party.

But Master Heimu's vigilance reminded him that something was wrong.

In the middle of the night, especially in this deserted street, almost all the people living around are lonely and widowed old people. How could a child suddenly appear in such an environment?

"Yo, Ivey, you're here, just stay away and watch from the side." Bourbon, a code member of the organization behind him, greeted the child familiarly.

"Watch how I control his every move."

"Don't be caught as a hostage by him, or I will have to let him go, and I will be angry." The man said to the child, the joke in his words was very obvious.

Then the blond man looked at Kuroki Masato again.

"Why don't you run away? Go on, immobile prey will make me lose interest in hunting. If you don't want to die too quickly, just continue to struggle with all your strength." With a cruel smile on his face, the blue His eyes were full of bloodthirsty that took pleasure in life.

hostage? !
But Master Heimu keenly detected the hidden information in the other party's words.

Although I don't know who the child in front is, Bourbon's familiar attitude means that the other party is definitely related to the organization.

Then you can't treat them like ordinary children.

As long as the opponent is caught, even Bourbon can only let himself go?
In this case……

Seeing the figure in front of him who consciously kept a certain distance from him, Master Heimu rushed forward.

"Ivy—" the blond man also raised his head sharply.

In the blink of an eye, Master Heimu rushed in front of the boy, stretched out his hand to strangle him by the neck, and lifted him up to block him.

"...put him down." The blond man's playful smile disappeared and he frowned.

It seems that the people in the hands of Master Heimu are indeed very important to him.

"Back." Heimu Zhenren threatened the opponent with a gun.

The blond-haired man looked at him and the hostage in his hands unhappily, and suddenly smiled.

"You don't really think that I can let you go with just a kid, do you?" He sneered, as if he saw the biggest joke in the world.

"Are you really a policeman who has been undercover for ten years? Are you really so stupid?" Yin Yang mocked strangely.

"Kill him, right now."

"It doesn't matter if a few partners die while doing the task, as long as the task can be completed." The blond man seemed to be indifferent, as if he didn't care about the boy's life or death at all.

Real Heimu looked at the hostage in his hands and increased his strength.

This child should also be a member of the organization...

If you are destined to die, it is also a good thing to be able to kill members of an organization before you die.

but……

Master Heimu saw the uncomfortable expression on the young man's face, and also saw the watery light overflowing from those blue eyes.

This is still a child.

He didn't even know what crime he had committed.

He shouldn't have been killed so easily.

The other party should be re-educated through reformation...

What are you doing, when things come to an end, I'm actually worried about the underage situation of a criminal organization.

I thought that ten years of undercover work had turned me into a cold sculpture.

did not expect……

No matter how ten years have passed, he is still a human being.

The blood that flowed from his body was still hot.

Heimu real person raised the corners of his mouth mockingly.

Sure enough, no matter how long it takes, he still can't become like Bourbon who can tell others to kill his partner without hesitation.

No matter how long it takes, he can't become the same kind of terrorist organization.

Master Heimu grabbed the boy's neck and stepped back, raising his gun little by little.

As if preparing to shoot each other.

The blond man still had an indifferent expression on his face.

But Masato Kuroki saw worry and tension in the right eyes.

What was Bourbon worried and nervous about?
Are you afraid that you will really kill the child?

Do you want to bet on whether the worry and tension in the other person's eyes are real or not?
Even if I win the bet, can I really leave?
Could this emotion be shown to him on purpose by Bourbon?

In order to make him feel that he has the hope of escape, he tried his best to escape, and finally wiped out his so-called hope.

Watching his despair when his hopes were shattered.

This is in line with Bourbon's style of doing things.

Playing with people's hearts and torturing the mind.

Let the prey themselves have a nervous breakdown.

Do you want to follow the other party's ideas?

Master Heimu raised his gun and pressed it to the boy's temple.

The next second, a bullet flew the gun in his hand.

Master Heimu showed an expected expression, let go of the boy, and fell to the ground by himself.

He knew that even if he took a gamble, he would not be able to escape easily.

How could a cruel guy like Bourbon, who likes to play with gifts, have no back-up.

Sure enough, there were snipers staring at him in the dark.

These people are probably trying to capture him alive.

I don't want to be arrested and tortured.

Maestro Kuroki closed his eyes with a relaxed smile on his face.

He has crushed the poison hidden in his teeth.

It seemed that he wanted to kill the boy, but in fact he chose to commit suicide.

(End of this chapter)