Conan: I Am Surrounded By Undercover

Zhu Fu Jingguang came out of the bathroom, pulled up a chair and sat down beside Jianggu Zero's bed.

On the way to the ward, he read the operation report, and Gu Ling was seriously injured, but it was much better than he expected.

——Facing the explosion, there is no danger to life, not even missing arms, broken legs or organ removal. As long as he is willing to cooperate and recuperate, he can recover in about half a year.

Moreover, Angstra was still willing to hand over that important task to Zero Valley, and did not consider handing it over to another subordinate, Zhuxingdai.

only……

Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed slightly, Angstra was a little naive, he only wanted to continue the task to ZERO, and did not consider other factors at all.

The undercover agent can't be too high-profile, and can't be too clumsy.

When he was still a member of the bottom layer, any task he received would be completed as soon as possible. He knew very well that if he stuck to a deadline to complete a task, he would make others feel like he was useless.

If the leader of the organization knew that ZERO was injured in an accident and delayed the mission, even if he really gave him a code name, he might not look down on him in the future...

The sound of water in the bathroom continued, and Zhu Fu Jingguang stared at Fa Xiao's face and walked away a little.

"Buzz..."

The sudden vibration of the mobile phone shocked Zhu Fu Jingguang. He realized that it was the mobile phone of the organization and immediately took it out.

He got up and walked to the window before picking it up: "Hello?"

"Scotland, where are the Angstras." Gin's voice came from the opposite side.

Zhu Fu Jingguang glanced at the quartz clock on the wall opposite the hospital bed, it was just 6 o'clock in the morning. In order to wait for the end of the valley zero operation, they stayed up all night without sleeping.

"He's taking a shower in the bathroom." Zhu Fu Jingguang said the truth.

"Humph……"

Jin Jiu sneered, even through the phone, his contemptuous laughter still made a cool breeze blow through his back.

"You guys are in the hospital in Mikacho? You suddenly checked the contact information of the doctor there in the early hours of the morning. Who was injured? Amuro Toru or Zhuxingda?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang was stunned when he heard this, and then he couldn't help guessing the bad aspects.

He has all got the code name, and the theoretical status is different from the past, but he just checked the mobile phone number of a lower-level member, and Jin Jiu got the news so quickly.

... Could it be that the organization doesn't trust him and is monitoring his every move?

Zhu Fu Jingguang's answer did not reveal any emotion: "It's An Shi."

There's no need to lie about this, and there's no way to lie—Jinggu Zero is not a minor injury that can cover up the past.

"understood."

Unexpectedly, Gin didn't taunt or ask anything more: "Tell Angstra, I'll be there in 5 minutes."

5 minutes? !

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked down through the window, the sky was getting brighter at 6 o'clock, and he did not see the familiar black Porsche below.

Why is Gin near the hospital? Why is he coming here? What is he doing with Angstra? What would he do to the injured ZERO?

Zhu Fu Jingguang had countless questions in his heart, and he was very worried about the purpose of Jinjiu.

However, before he could ask further questions, he hung up the phone.

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Inside the Porsche 356A, the gin in the passenger seat puts down the phone.

He didn't smoke, and there was no smoke smell in the car, because a certain gentleman in the car didn't like the smell of smoke.

Spiatus sat in the back row, eyes closed, as if taking a nap.

It was rare for him not to be holding the Scottish Fold, in a sophisticated black suit, his hair neatly combed. It seems that what you are going to is not a hospital that witnesses various diseases and deaths, but a high-end banquet that is drunk with money.

"Angstra is fine, his subordinate is injured." Gin knew that he was not asleep.

"Really? . . . that's fine."

Spiatus opened his eyes upon hearing this, and the man relaxed, leaning lazily and gracefully by the car window.

The vodka on the side asked, "Brother, are you and Spiatus going upstairs to the hospital? Then should I wait for you in the car or go up together?"

"Come up together."

5 minutes later, the black Porsche came to Rice Flower Yakushiye Hospital.

Vodka paused at the door, letting Gin and Spiatus get out of the car first, then drove to the parking lot alone to find a spot.

Seeing that the younger brother who did not know the identity of the boss left, there was no outsider or surveillance around, Gin put his hands in the pockets of his coat and looked at Spiatus.

There was a rare hint of respect in his voice: "What is the purpose of your coming to the hospital?"

BOSS also went to the hotel in Hakone-machi last week and stayed with the troublesome kid for several days, so it is unlikely that he would come to the hospital to see Angstra.

"Look at Hunter's recovery. Manhattan cares about his friend."

Manhattan cocktail, whose real name is Kevin Yoshino, is a Japanese-American.

He was a sergeant in the U.S. Marine Corps before coming to Japan, and because he had undergone rigorous training, he was given a code name shortly after joining the organization.

The reason why the former US military joined the organization is very simple - to treat Timothy Hunter, who was also a teacher and friend, in order to save his life.

"Hunter..." Gin read the name, "It's a boring friendship game again."

When it comes to friendship, he thinks of Friedman, who rejected the code name because he shot his friend.

Kevin Yoshino seems to be another Friedman - taking his friend's shame as his own, taking his friend's defeat as his own, and doing nothing for the safety of his friend.

Gin doubts that people who join the organization for this reason can really be loyal.

"As long as he can complete the task, loyalty is a rare and precious quality, and interests are the best glue for a group."

Spiatus seemed to see through what Gin was thinking, and a faint smile appeared on his pale face.

"Don't question Manhattan's choice. Affectionate and righteousness is stronger than a cowardly heart, and someone or something you care about is better than a person who doesn't care about anything... The person who doesn't care about anything is the most uncontrollable."

After Gin listened in silence, he didn't understand why the boss was sometimes tough and sometimes soft. He only knew that what the boss said was right.

"How do you plan to arrange Hunter?"

"If he wants to continue to pick up guns, give him a code name; if he doesn't want to continue killing people, go to the training ground to be an instructor."

Jinjiu did not comment on this arrangement. He mentioned another member of the hospital: "Amuro was seriously injured. He may have gone to the Mihua Municipal Building last night..."

He paused, and his tone became cold: "Do you want to clean him up?"

Spiatus didn't answer directly: "Look at Angstra's attitude, this is his person."

Gin remembered Toru Amuro and the appearance of a certain mouse.

Among Angstra's three subordinates, he was most disgusted by the blond mixed-race Amuro Toru.

In Scotland, he chose Angstra from the beginning. He was only a driver, but he was promoted to a senior nanny because he could cook;

Zhu Xingda was also given to Angstra by him. Although his eyes were not flattering, Gin felt the same kind of breath in him.

Only Amuro Toru, this person was picked by Angstra himself.

Jinjiu thought that it would be good for Angstra not to take out his anger, and he would also be glad that this kid didn't learn the bad habits of his guardian, but he didn't expect that he would be willing to take Anshito as his subordinate and even allow him to live with him ...

Could it be that the kid was missing the mouse that died under his hands and found a substitute?

Does he regret killing him?

Thinking of this possibility, Jin Jiu's eyes turned cold.

He has a high degree of goodwill towards Angstra, and thinks that this is a rare piece of rough jade, but now he is actually stained by mice...

"Angstra doesn't use others as stand-ins at will - even if someone wants to be, he can tell the difference."

Spiatus seemed to see through what Gin was thinking again, his voice was low and gentle.

"Don't conflict with Angstra, his subordinates are in a very bad mood to protect him from injuries."

Gin was silent, he knew this was the boss's reminder to him.

Remind him not to provoke Angstra, who has entered the little madman mode.

After a while, vodka came over, Gin stopped talking, and the three entered the hospital together.

There were not many people at the entrance of the hospital. A nurse at the front desk saw them, got up and said something to her colleagues, and walked towards them with a folder board.

Gin recognizes this as one of the bottom members of this hospital.

There are a large number of doctors, nurses, and pharmacists among the bottom-level members of the organization. Except for the occasional wounded members who are brought in, they usually do not have any contact with the organization, and the organization will not let them kill people.

[To tell the truth, recently I have been using Mimi to read and read books to keep up with updates, switch sources, and read aloud tones, which can be used by both Android and Apple. 】

"Come with me, please." She handed the splint to Spiatus.

"thanks."

Spiatus thanked him politely, took down the report on the front page, and handed the splint to Gin.

Gin glanced to confirm Amuro Toru's ward number, because it was handed to him by the boss, and he didn't give it to vodka to hold it.

The three took the VIP elevator to the top floor, Spiatus went to Ward 1401 where Timothy Hunter was, and gin and vodka went to Ward 1402 next door.

Considering what the boss just said, Gin didn't open it directly as before, but knocked on the door ahead of time.

"Come in." Angstra's voice came.

Gin gave Vodka a look, and the driver's younger brother understood it and stepped forward to open the door for him.

The VIP ward is very large, and the overall color is light and refreshing. The two men in black, gin and vodka, seem out of place when they walk into it. He can see Amuro on the hospital bed at a glance.

The half-blond man closed his eyes tightly, and when he saw his face, Gin looked away in disgust.

Amuro and Panno look alike, but their eyes are different colors, and when they close their eyes, they look even more alike.

Gin ignored Scotland, his eyes fell on Angstra, who had his back turned to them, and he sat there obediently, holding Toru Amuro's hand.

The underage member wore very plain clothes, not like the childish clothes that Shirley bought, nor the bells and whistles of Belmod, presumably the spare clothes in the hospital.

Angstra turned around: "Are you here for something?"

"..."

It's just that Jin Jiu, who sent the boss to the hospital, didn't answer, he looked down at him.

Angstra's only eye was also staring straight at him, and the tone of his speech was quite calm, and Gin couldn't hear any emotion in him.

Gin thinks he knows Angstra, he has known him since the first day he joined the organization.

Angstra is very talkative most of the time, and is too good-natured to be a member of the organization.

Being stared at by the female ogre, he was not angry, and regretted not being able to eat her cake in the future;

During his time in France, he was looked down upon because he was too young, and he was just unhappy when he met other people who were drug dealers and drug dealers.

But Angstra is not soft enough to have no temper.

On the contrary, his anger was so terrifying that anyone in the know would avoid provoking him.

Gin has only seen Angstra angry three times in seven years.

For the first time, it was to kill the policemen who were **** by Jerez, the little devils who were too tall to reach the recorder, had to step on the spot or jump on the spot, and avoided all the key points lightly and patiently;

The second time was to kill the American black police who killed his neighbor's old man. He bit the apple pie he bought from other dessert shops, and while saying that it didn't taste good, he typed the keyboard to find the identity information of the black police. ;

And the third time... is that he climbed the Eiffel Tower with his bare hands, sprinkled Panno's ashes, and jumped from it.

Angstra is different from normal people when he is angry. He doesn't blushed or roars loudly. Instead, he is calmer than ever before.

Along with the calm, are his more extremely cruel methods than usual.

"There is a mission that requires a sniper." Gin said.

"I can't go away, you can find someone else." Angustra touched Amuroto's hand, "Calvados, Chianti... I really can't do it~www.NovelMTL.com~ Go on your own, you The sniper distance is farther than them."

Gin looked down at him condescendingly, and finally stretched out the hand on the coat—pulling out Beretta and pointing at the blond mixed-race man on the hospital bed.

Scotland was startled and wanted to step forward to stop it, but was pointed at by Vodka with a gun drawn.

"...What are you doing?" Angstra asked calmly.

"This guy is just a low-level member, Angstra, don't forget your identity." Gin reminded coldly.

"I didn't forget, I just don't have time. Is this task urgent? If not, when Amuro wakes up and is sure it's all right, I'll go with you." Angstra frowned, "Don't do this. Point at others and watch out for the gun to go off."

Angstra, who had been poked in the face by Beretta for many years, reminded Gin for the first time to be careful.

He raised his right hand and lightly held the gin and gun-carrying left hand, the pale back of the hand covered the black glove, the index finger, the middle finger, the little finger and the ring finger folded together to form a claw shape, and stuck the pistol with a weird gesture.

Then in the next second, he tightened his fingers sharply—

"click"

Only a crisp sound was heard, and black gun fragments fell from the overlapping hands of the two.

Scotland's eyes widened, Vodka paled in shock: "Big Brother!!"

Gin was the calmest one, he watched Angstra let go of his hand and looked at him calmly. His gun was shattered and his left hand was intact.

"Sorry for breaking your gun."

Angstra apologized to him, still with a calm expression on his face: "I will compensate you."

Chapter 309 Extremely angry bitter wine (two-in-one chapter)