Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 508 Try This Pack of Cookies and Ask for a Monthly Ticket ()
After vodka car.

Gin raised the car window expressionlessly, glanced at the package of snacks from the corner of his eye, waiting for the so-called "explanation".

Originally, he had doubts about the package of dim sum just because of the freshness of the dim sum.

And the shout of vodka just now made Gin completely sure-there was something wrong with this bag of cookies, something was added to it.

... There were suspicious medicines in the meal that I was going to eat. Thinking of this, Gin's finger on the trigger was a little bit harder.

But reason told him that vodka's loyalty has been tested, and if vodka really wants to poison him, he can directly add medicine to the bento, instead of taking the risk of doing something with this kind of snack that he doesn't often eat...

Seeing Gin's thoughtful expression, Vodka felt that everything could be saved.

He knew that many people who died at the gunpoint of his eldest brother actually died because of his slow speech, so he quickly explained: "The package of snacks was actually prepared for Wu Zuo..."

Speaking of this, I found that Gin's expression became gloomy again, remembering that Gin seems to have always believed that after Uzo grows up, he can greatly improve the organization's assassination efficiency and expand his network...

Vodka added sadly:
"It's not poison, just a little narcotic..." He slowly folded his index finger and thumb together, made a "little bit" gesture, and said like an attentive salesman:

"Well, hasn't Wu Zuo found a suitable psychiatrist yet? His mental state is unavoidably unstable. I'm worried that if one day he gets too good at it, is out of our control, and goes too far... when the time comes , this bag of snacks can stop his dangerous behavior relatively peacefully without using hands..."

... narcotics?
After hearing Vodka's words, Gin suddenly remembered what happened in Tottori Prefecture.

For a moment, he saw clearly the brain circuit of vodka when making this bag of snacks.

… No wonder Vodka’s reaction when he heard “Uzo” was a little different from the past after returning from Tottori Prefecture.

In this way, it seems that Uzo really doesn't like to refuse the water offered by others.

Gin thoughtfully.

Although he had been reminded to be careful about the medicines in his diet once, Wu Zuo might not take it to heart... For a moment, Qin Jiu realized that he wanted to see the scene when Wu Zuo met these snacks.

Of course, even if vodka is really lucky and successful, this method will work at most once.

And if it is really effective, Uzo’s expression must be very interesting. In addition, this will be a good social practice lesson—if Uzo is really recruited, it will be more effective than reminding him to “watch his diet” a hundred times ... There are many good players in the organization who survived the storm peacefully, and finally capsized in the gutter in an inexplicable place. He didn't want Wu Zuo to be one of them.

Of course, the premise is that the pack of vodka snacks, as he said, only added a little anesthetic.

While Gin was thinking, he shifted his gaze to Vodka who was sitting next to him, nervously waiting for the verdict.

He shot the bag of cookies with a muzzle: "Eat it."

Hearing this sentence, Vodka didn't show a frightened expression of "I'm going to be forced to take poison!", but was a little surprised, as if the punishment was very mild.

He hurriedly picked up a few pieces of snacks and ate them in big bites.

After a few seconds.

Gin looked at the assistant who was leaning on the driver's seat, sleeping unconscious: "..."

Tsk, I made a mistake, I should have let Vodka move to the back seat and give up the driver's seat.

But in that case, if there is a problem with the vodka, it may give him a chance to escape or even fight back... Anyway, there is still nearly an hour before the next transaction, so there is no rush to use the car now.

Thinking of this, Gin ignored the vodka who was snoring in the driver's seat.

He looked at the phone again, and while eating a fresh bento, he sent Wu Zuo the unfinished message:
[Okay, handover at 10:40 tonight, I will tell you the location then. ]
Afterwards, Gin sent another message to Chianti and Cohen, leaving the two snipers free for the same time slot.

...Let him see if Wu Zuo insisted on meeting this time for any other purpose besides asking for a mission.

If after seeing Uzo this time, he finds that there is nothing wrong with Uzo, then resume providing him with the assassination list.

... After all, judging from the fact that Uzo took the initiative to raise funds for the organization, he now understands that the interests of the organization should be valued.

Moreover, I have to admit that Wu Zuo's assassination mission is very straightforward - it will not occupy the organization's manpower, so it will not cause the organization's people to be exposed, and increase the workload of clearing the leaked target...

Even the aftermath can be left to the police.

Watching those pesky flies ignorantly picking up the pieces for Uzo and thanking Uzo for saving them from overtime is indeed amusing.He seems to be able to appreciate Uzo's joy in arranging those assassination dramas...

……

After nearly 10 minutes, Gin finished his dinner and breakfast, and was about to remove his stupid assistant from the steering wheel and drive to the Yamazaki Credit Union by himself.

At this time, the snoring of vodka stopped slightly, and he woke up.

Opening his eyes and seeing that he was still alive and did not appear in the interrogation room of the organization, Vodka realized with joy that he seemed to have passed the test of his elder brother.

When he straightened up, he saw some snacks left in the bag next to him, he hurriedly put it away, and said cautiously: "I'll find a place to dispose of it later..."

Hearing the words, Gin glanced at the cookies, hesitated for a while, but finally said nothing.

Vodka was keenly aware of something wrong.

As a qualified reading machine, Vodka thought a little bit, calmly analyzed, and grasped the key.

——After he proposed the method of "disposing of dim sum", the elder brother didn't coldly snort, nod his head, or give any other affirmative response...

(End of this chapter)