The Villain Behind the Scenes of Conan

"Brother, the target person has appeared."

Vodka put down the binoculars, turned and walked away from the window to the living room, and said respectfully to Li Feng who was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed.

Li Feng opened his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Check to see if Takeshita Sanada has contacted Tequila."

"Yes."

Vodka put on the sunglasses, bloodlust flashed in his eyes: "Brother, did you kill Takeshita Sanada after getting the money?"

"Idiot." Li Feng stood up and glanced at the vodka lightly: "In the future, use your brain more when you do things. Takeshita Sanada is going to die, but we are not the ones doing it."

"Yes, I understand."

Vodka nodded quickly.

"Pick up that box and let's go."

Li Feng left straight away.

Vodka quickly picked up a black suitcase and followed.

In the hotel, Takeshita Sanada, wearing glasses, sat nervously in the lobby, holding a newspaper in his hand, but his eyes moved around, showing a little fear.

suddenly!

Pupils shrink.

Li Feng's and vodka's clothes caught his attention.

[Is it them? 】

Li Feng glanced at Takeshita Sanada and walked straight towards him.

[It's really him! 】

Takeshita Sanada was terrified, holding the suitcase in his hand tightly, and stood up silently.

"Mr. Takeshita, you seem to have forgotten where we traded."

Li Feng directly passed Takeshita Sanada and went straight to the toilet on the first floor of the hotel.

"Come here, unless you don't want to live anymore."

Vodka grinned, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.

A look of fear flashed in Takeshita Sanada's eyes, and he quickly followed with his suitcase in his arms.

bathroom!

Bang~~~! ! !

Takeshita Sanada was directly knocked out, and the vodka threw him into the middle compartment.

"Brother, the amount of money is correct, exactly one million US dollars."

Vodka closed Takeshita Sanada's suitcase and nodded to Li Feng.

Li Feng nodded, took Takeshita Sanada's cell phone away, and then took the vodka suitcase: "You take out the suitcase first, I'll take care of this suitcase."

"yes, Sir."

Vodka left with a suitcase full of US dollars, he knew what Li Feng was going to do.

Tequila's work is ineffective, and the organization has issued an order to clear it up.

Li Feng picked up the suitcase containing the bomb, glanced at the middle compartment, and turned to leave.

Hotel counter!

"Sir, what can I do for you?"

"Save this box for me."

"Okay, here's your number plate."

"Thank you."

Li Feng took the number plate, turned and left.

Number 90!

Jingle bell~~~! ! !

Just as he walked to the door, Takeshita Sanada's cell phone rang.

Li Feng answered the phone: "I'm Takeshita."

The voice turned into Takeshita Sanada's voice completely, and the charm was exactly the same.

"Mr. Takeshita, have you brought what I asked for?"

Tequila's rough voice came from the phone.

"Bring... here it is, I put it on the counter of the hotel, number 90. The number plate is in the flower garden at the entrance of the hotel, you... have you brought what I want?"

Li Feng's voice was tinged with fear, and he imitated the voice of a person who was afraid but insisted on not being afraid.

"Hmph, here it is."