The Secret of Gin [Conan]

95.

A black Volvo and a black Audi are driving on the viaduct.

Due to the impact of the earthquake during the day, the ring road was very congested and the speed could not get up fast.

Gin, who was leaning on the back seat, didn't wear the iconic black trench coat. He took a beige long coat from Kurosawa's wardrobe, paired it with a British-style plaid suit and brown fine-striped trousers, and a pair of A pair of designer sunglasses with LOGO.

The dark green eyes are hidden behind the purple lenses, and the long silver hair is tied up, exposing the forehead.

There is also a laptop on his lap, flipping through news headlines and pictures at a very fast speed.

"..."

Vodka glanced awkwardly in the rearview mirror.

He is really not used to this kind of gin.

I almost didn't recognize it, I thought it was the heir of a certain chaebol or a model on the cover of a magazine!

Vodka himself is also very awkward. His face has been smeared with a lotion, and his skin has turned yellow a lot. The corners of his eyes and cheeks were taped a few times by Uozuka Saburo, deliberately creating a drooping and lifeless social animal expression.

The tape is very thin, the outer layer is white paper, and the concealer is pasted on it, so the difference with the skin color is not so big.

Especially now that it's night, the lights are dim, vodka is like a different person, the image of the tired and depressed middle-aged social animal is particularly vivid.

Vodka grinned and thought, the disguise technique in this world is really troublesome, and Belmode's disguise mask is better, it is breathable and won't hurt the skin.

"Brother, why do we follow them?"

Gin had already confirmed that there was no problem with the car, so Vodka was bold enough to speak.

He looked at the Audi not far ahead, and muttered, "It's completely possible to separate here! Whether it's intelligence or ammunition, we can find a way to get it ourselves, just at a slower speed."

Gin raised his head from the computer screen, and replied coldly: "Did you forget about the sniper range?"

Vodka suddenly realized, yes, he has never figured out why Kurosawa was able to open a wooden warehouse 1000 meters away.

"...So there are more sophisticated and advanced sniper guns in this world?"

This is Vodka's first reaction, it must be so, it doesn't make sense that his elder brother's sniper ability is worse than that of Kurosawa.

But in fact, Kurosawa snatched the ammunition in the gin safe house, including sniping the wooden warehouse, so it was not a problem of equipment at all.

Gin could only use the tone of freezing vodka to give his useless subordinate a head-on blow.

"According to the information I just read, the world's longest sniper record is 3000 meters."

"what?"

Vodka was startled, and the car tilted, almost hitting the railing next to the driveway.

Gin sits very firmly, even if he is not wearing a seat belt, he can maintain a motionless posture, allowing Vodka to snap the steering wheel back quickly.

"A lot of common sense may not apply in this world. If we act in the way we used to, there will definitely be accidents." Gin lit himself a cigarette, stared at vodka and said, "Imagine if the FBI had more than a dozen capable The sniper with one shot at a distance of 1000 meters, they are hunting for 'gin' and 'vodka', before you find out the details of this world, will you act alone?"

Vodka was pouring down like rain, and he said with difficulty: "But... it may not be safe to stay! I think those two guys have bad intentions."

Gin's expression froze.

The word malicious is really too appropriate.

Gin looked at the vodka, and the latter looked stiff and trembling.

"Big brother?"

Vodka felt guilty, could it be that he was seen through by gin?The eldest brother already knew that he was afraid of death, so he tried his best to separate from there?

Qin Jiu looked away, thinking that he was worrying too much, how could this guy see what Kurosawa was thinking.

His attention returned to the screen.

...Is the crime rate in this Tokyo area too low?

The impact of the organization's destruction is so great?

***

"He will soon find out that not only Tokyo, but Japan as a whole doesn't have that many cases in one year."

Kurosawa seemed to have thought of something interesting, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth could not be suppressed at all.

Uozuka Saburo is also very excited, yes!It's time for those two guys to feel the shock and the collapse of their cognitive outlook.

——Unexpectedly, you can’t use bombs casually to deal with follow-up troubles, as it will arouse the suspicion of the police.

There are even few incidents of barn shootings. Although violent associations in this country are legal, no one uses wooden barns. They can have them but cannot take them out. Gang fights use baseball bats, watermelon knives, and bricks.

Banks don't get robbed every day.

Planes, ships, and Shinkansen do not crash once a month.

Saburo Uozuka was also very strange. The buildings that were blown up can be rebuilt, but what about the ships that sank to the bottom of the sea?According to the probability of accidents in that world, after ten or eight years, is the seabed area of ​​the Sea of ​​Japan still enough?

But who cares, he's back anyway.

Even if the Pacific Ocean over there is filled by airplanes and ships, what does it have to do with Saburo Uozuka?

Saburo Uozuka said excitedly: "The front wheel of that car seemed to have slipped just now. With 'my' driving level, this kind of thing would not have happened. Before they figure out the details of this world, they will not leave easily. Yes, how do they know how many experts the FBI and CIA have, and what strengths are those guys? This is not information that can be found by just searching the Internet. Hey, big brother is really good at it, and he abducted it without any effort Two useful helpers."

"two?"

Kurosawa asked back.

Saburo Uozuka: "..."

Cold sweat broke out suddenly.

He almost forgot about the unemployment (killing) crisis.

Uozuka Saburo peeked at Kurosawa's expression, his fingers trembling slightly.

"Are you going to let the car behind you see our joke?" Kurosawa suddenly turned his head.

Uozuka Saburo's hands trembled, but fortunately he grabbed the steering wheel in time.

Kurosawa was sitting in the passenger seat, dressed like a tourist backpacker, with the brim of his hat pulled down, and there were many pockets on his jacket and loose trousers. Saburo Uozuka had no doubt that Kurosawa would take it out from one of the pockets. Bo|Lai|Ta, butt on his own forehead.

"Brother, I really didn't expect that strange thief to come out and get in the way."

Saburo Uozuka said with a sad face, "I failed to kill him. My... appearance and DNA records may have fallen into the hands of the Japanese police. That guy Bourbon broke my alias. I didn't dare to put this I will tell you in time."

Kurosawa didn't respond.

Uozuka Saburo suddenly had an idea, and quickly said, "Brother, I can kill that vodka, use his body to fake death, and then go to Korea for plastic surgery."

Kurosawa: "..."

Shit plastic surgery, just throw it into the Busan Strait.

Sensing Kurosawa's murderous aura, Uozuka Saburo hugged the steering wheel tightly - as long as he was still in the car, his eldest brother would not open the wooden warehouse, and the driver's position is his life-saving tool today.

Kurosawa looked away in disgust.

He looked at the black Volvo car in the mirror on the left, picked up his phone and started sending messages.

***

The phone vibrated slightly.

Gin took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and there was nothing strange about the whole movement, because whether it was Kuize's clothes or the car he prepared, they were all in line with his aesthetics and habits.

Including the position of pockets and interior decoration, the touch of leather seats and so on.

It wasn't until Gin Jiu pressed the screen to turn on and saw the phone's operation interface that he paused for a second.

——No matter how similar the appearance is, it is not the mobile phone of the organization.

He has left the organization.

Even in this world, organizations don't exist anymore.

The finger stays on the screen.

Before the light on the screen went out, Gin opened the mail page.

It was a very detailed document.

There are the location of the dock, the type of goods, the time and place of each transaction, the number of manpower of the two forces, and the building distribution map.

It is neater than the classification of information made by the intelligence department of the organization. There is no nonsense, and they are all useful things.

Even the shooting angles of the pictures attached to the information are very suitable to his liking - the trading place is in the daytime, and the position of the sun outside the warehouse is very important. If there are snipers, the problem of reflection must be considered.

Fingers continue to swipe the screen.

Sure enough, there are also the current direction of this season, the location of the nearest police station, and the road map for vehicles to pass, which can be said to provide all-round information that needs to be referred to in the evacuation plan.

Except for small details such as wind speed and temperature that must be determined on site, everything else is available.

Qin Jiu has never received such satisfactory information.

Not to mention the trash in the organization, many capable people are under Rum's subordinates, it's good not to get in the way. Just don't try to get something you're happy with.

Otherwise, it is Belmode's mysterious style, who has the information but is not willing to share it, playing riddles, saying what he expects her to play a role, as if worried that Gin will take the credit, which makes Gin very disgusted, because it means planning There is one more unstable factor.

Especially the undercover agents also like to use this method, without explaining the information channel, and secretly tampering with the mission...

The phone vibrated again, interrupting Gin's memories.

This time it was an incoming call with a string of numbers and no notes, but it was the same as the sender of the email just now.

Gin picked it up without hesitation, he knew who the person over there was.

"Is it the information you collected?"

For the first time, Gin didn't wait for the other party to speak, but asked directly.

Kurosawa laughed softly: "Otherwise, I'll just sit in the house drinking to relieve my worries and practice darts in front of those pictures of mice?"

Qin Jiu frowned slightly as he thought about the case he saw in the news just now.

In this world, it seems that it is not so easy to catch a gang that smuggles Mu Cangzhi, or a gang that really has "good things".If you miss this time, if you want to wait for a suitable prey, it may be next month, or even the second half of the year.

"How long have you observed these arms smuggling deals?"

"Soon, I actually raised a few other fish, but unfortunately those were not big fish. I think this is the only one that meets our needs."

Kurosawa seemed to regard those smuggling arms dealers as storage warehouses, and now his tone seemed to be inviting a close friend or lover to a gourmet restaurant that he had ordered a long time ago, and was content to wait for the expected response from the other party.

The feeling of gin was very weird. He looked at Kurosawa as if he was looking in a mirror, looking critically for differences.

Kurosawa's behavior is unexpected every time, but after careful consideration, it is reasonable.

If it was him himself, if he lacked weapons and organization, he might have done such a thing.After half a minute of silence, Qin Jiu suddenly asked:

"Is this fish sensible?"

For sensible smugglers and arms dealers, just grab what you need, and you may have to grab it in the future, and it is not good to fish in a dry lake.

"No," Kurosawa's smile became more obvious, "The forces behind the goods come from the United States, and they are only transited at Japanese ports. The goods will arrive in Dubai on the Red Sea route, where their real sales company is, because the original Western European line The card is too strict, so with the help of the channel in Asia, you don’t understand the Japanese gangsters? Arrogant, stupid, and afraid of the Americans above them.”

"You're too long-winded."

Gin hung up the phone.

If you don't know the fish, just kill it directly.

No one alive, no one would know that it was two gins who stole their goods this time.

The phone vibrated again, this time it was just a text message.

"How is your injury?"

Qin Jiu subconsciously touched his bandaged right rib, and replied blankly.

"It's just a broken rib, it doesn't affect the killing."

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The author has something to say:

The secret point of this chapter, cough, Gin's current clothes, car, mobile phone, laptop, money...

It’s all Kurosawa’s spare storage, the coats and the like may still be worn, and the others are new

As for the car, the big brother who is not afraid of breaking the law can't get an antique car like the Porsche 356A, other luxury cars are still fine