The Secret of Gin [Conan]

"I want to send the scorching bullet into your flesh and blood, watch it 'explode', and let that feeling spread to your limbs... Our bodies are most accustomed to the recoil of Mu Cangzhi, and in the When you want to confirm whether this world is real, don't you choose to pull the trigger?"

Kurosawa said very suspicious words, his deep voice seemed to be highly poisonous, making people numb from the neck to the tailbone.

"When the bullet is ejected, the body will subconsciously adjust to adapt to such recoil."

When they lived in that dark street, even if they got a wooden bin from the green-eyed collector, they couldn't adapt to such recoil at that time.

They tried everything until they learned the correct posture of holding the wooden warehouse in the organization, and they could open several wooden warehouses without changing their expressions, but their wrists were only slightly numb.

Later, the smell of gunpowder and recoil became part of GIN's life.

"...We can't get away from this kind of life, not every muscle, every nerve. If we live hidden in the crowd for seven days, our body will miss the recoil brought by Mu Cangzhi."

As Kurosawa spoke, his tone became suspicious again.

"Isn't that the feeling I gave you? When you accepted my invitation for the first time, the body against the glass swimming pool quickly adapted to that kind of strength, how tacitly coordinated, I think this is our talent... ..."

I don't know what to curse at the phone microphone.

Kurosawa's dark green eyes narrowed slightly, his breath became extremely aggressive in an instant, and then he showed a smile with unknown meaning: "I'm looking forward to it."

With such an expression, Saburo Uozuka knew who his elder brother was calling from five meters away.

Uozuka's facial features were twisted up, like a wrinkled bitter orange.

"You went to pick out the wooden warehouse...how is it? The Italian merchant's goods are not bad, right?"

Kurosawa walked into the semi-abandoned warehouse while talking, and he gestured to Saburo Uozuka.

Uozuka resigned himself to turning around and working.

The warehouse was empty, with only a few dusty boxes piled up beside it. There was a pool of blood on the ground, and at the end of the blood was a corpse.

The corpse's eyes were wide open, and the face was still full of disbelief until the moment of death.

Next to the corpse lay a young man, his hands and feet were bound with ropes, his mouth was also gagged, his right cheek was swollen, and his eyes were frightened.

Uozuka walked over and dragged the man to a far corner.

The tied person realized something and struggled desperately, Uozuka grinned grimly and tied a bomb to his chest.

Kurosawa over there finally got to the point.

"There are flies."

Kurosawa paused for a few seconds, then sneered, "They are from the CIA, their smell is too obvious."

The smell here refers to the means of doing things.

They just like to instigate rebellion and play the clumsy set of American lighthouse ideals and dollar bills offensive.

They approached a retired Belarusian officer, and based on his real experience, tailored the "revenge" setting for him, allowing the Belarusian to be involved in several lines such as smuggling, mercenaries, and assassinations, and through the intelligence of the underground world Internet, let everyone know about the existence of this Belarusian code-named Gray Wolf.

——Also known by GIN.

Because the gray wolf is indeed very good, when it chooses to use the target, it naturally enters Kuisawa's sight.

But this Belarusian had long been promised by the CIA, received a large amount of US dollars, and had a secret position within the CIA. His task was to sneak into GIN's side through "normal channels" and become GIN's subordinate.

The initial disguise was really good, of course, it had something to do with Kurosawa's habits, he didn't care about the life and death of these people, he only confirmed the abilities of these people, and their past situation.

Since these are true and can create a storm for him, other things don't matter.

He met with these people, dropped his plans and left.

Even if someone managed to survive the revenge plan, Kurosawa would not contact them in a short time.

Only those who successfully escaped the hunt can be considered to have fully proved their "own abilities". Kurosawa would think of these names when considering other plans.

Barely can be regarded as subordinates, but in terms of trust...

GIN doesn't trust anyone but himself.

So the Belarusian didn't get any chances, and he himself became impatient and wanted to fight for the hope of "the end of the mission".

Undercover agents are often exposed at this stage.

An undercover agent must always bring back valuable information or create an opportunity to complete his mission. It is impossible to completely forget his identity, do nothing, and endure for ten or twenty years.

Of course, there are such undercover agents, but they cannot be from the CIA, and it is even less likely that they will be moved by dollar bills.

What kind of undercover agent can hide from Kurosawa's eyes?There are only people who don't often hang around in front of Kurosawa, who don't do anything, and who don't send tasks to names to Kurosawa.

The more you do, the more active you are, and the more observable details you provide to Kuisawa, the more your identity will be exposed.

"Look at the people on your side too." Kurosawa reminded.

Anyone who is not noticed by them, even undercover agents, can't grasp any secrets, but a mouse is a mouse, and its mere existence is very obtrusive.

In fact, Gin and Kurosawa had long expected that there would be an undercover agent. This matter cannot be stopped, just like the organization back then, but Kurosawa did not expect that the first one to show up would be the CIA. He thought it was the FBI. .

Tsk, Akai Shuichi can't do it.

Gin's reaction was exactly the same as Kurosawa's.

"You should have a 'chat' with someone from the FBI."

"Don't worry, I still have an excellent CIA agent on my side, who is the prey of a windfall." Kurosawa's eyes fell on the struggling young man.

Kurosawa hung up the phone.

He walked slowly to the corner of the warehouse and kicked open an empty box.

The tall figure covered the light of the bulb above, the condescending sense of oppression and the malicious arc of his lips made people suddenly fall into boundless fear.

The CIA agent is still better than ordinary people. He is not so frightened that he loses his mind. His eyes are rolling rapidly, showing that he is desperately thinking of ways to get out.

You can't run away, you can only show your value at this time...

So Uozuka tore off the gag tape, and he immediately said: "I can give you the FBI information I know, including Shuichi Akai's current identity and the areas where he is often active."

It sounds absurd, but the conflict between these two secret departments has not been a day or two, not to mention revealing information and pitting each other, even fighting.

Kurosawa was not at all surprised by the chips offered by the agent.

He doesn't speak.

The air was unusually stagnant, making it hard to breathe.

"...I have received anti-interrogation training. You may be able to ask for information through various means, but it may not be the one you want."

The man gritted his teeth and said.

The so-called veritaserum self-whitening potion has serious side effects. It's okay to deal with ordinary people, but if you encounter special agents who have undergone anti-interrogation training, you will encounter an extremely embarrassing situation.

If the dose is too small, it will not work. If the dose is too high, the spirit and brain of the captive will be destroyed, turning them into lunatics and idiots, and naturally they will not be able to ask for information.

Saburo Uozuka went straight up and punched the agent in the face.

——Thinking to threaten big brother after knowing a little information, and want to make a deal with big brother?dream!

Kurosawa took out a cigarette and said coldly, "Okay."

Uozuka dutifully shared his elder brother's worries and problems. He picked up the agent and said with a smirk, "Your name and your position, of course you don't need to mention it. In fact, we are not particularly interested. You are going to die anyway."

Uozuka pressed the timer bomb switch on the agent.

The agent only panicked for a few seconds, then calmed down quickly.

This is an interrogation technique, after all the switch can be turned off at any time, but the jumping time can make people fall into fear.

"Let's go."

Kurosawa glanced at the agent and turned around without hesitation.

Uozuka hurriedly followed.

The warehouse door was closed.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The timer was only half an hour, and it seemed that it was the last 5 minutes, and the man was still trying to break free from the rope, sweating profusely.

In the last minute, he finally yelled in fear.

But the warehouse door is still closed.

really gone?

"boom!"

Flames and flames erupted from the warehouse.

Kurosawa smoked quietly in the car.

A few minutes later, Uozuka came over carrying a limp man.

"Scared out."

The bomb on the agent's chest was fake, but the bomb on the Belarusian's body was real. At the last second of the countdown, the simultaneous explosion sound completely destroyed the agent's willpower.

"Throw it into the trunk, let's change places." Kurosawa ordered.

"Okay, big brother."

Uozuka sealed the hapless agent's mouth with tape again, checked the rope again, and then drove on the road with confidence.

"That... Actually, this guy has a good figure and a good face." Uozuka spoke suddenly.

Kurosawa raised his eyes with a puzzled expression, not knowing why his younger brother suddenly went crazy.

Uozuka Saburo held the steering wheel like a drowning man holding a life jacket. He closed his eyes and said loudly, "The CIA agents should be in good health, and there is no possibility of any infectious disease. Brother, why don't you try it?" Anyway, after asking for information, I will kill him."

"Cough cough."

Kurosawa glared at Uozuka viciously, he didn't know how many years he hadn't been choked by smoke, and today it's all thanks to this little brother.

Saburo Uozuka curled his neck to hold the quail.

"Whose idea?"

Kurosawa laughed angrily.

"That vodka." Saburo Uozuka betrayed his ally without hesitation.

"I see you both have a share."

Kurosawa glanced out the window. There were no vehicles or surveillance cameras around the road.

"parking."

The car braked suddenly and stopped on the side of the road.

Kurosawa got out of the car and opened the trunk, facing the unconscious agent was Yi Mukang.

"Next time, the bullet will be in your head."

Kurosawa pressed his Bo|Lai|Ta to Saburo Uozuka's head, and threatened in a cold voice, "Don't meddle in my business anymore, now, let's deal with the corpse and this car."

Saburo Uozuka had a mournful face. Can he say that every time he meets Vodka, he waits for his elder brother to call in fear, for fear that one of them will die?

It's too difficult, what exactly is he trying to figure out, is it more enjoyable to figure out another person?

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The author has something to say:

Vodka looks at Uozuka, Uozuka looks at vodka

Then the two moaned in pain, one on the left and the other on the right

What kind of change... aesthetics, would you want to mess with yourself?

"Brother is too extreme."

"exactly."

"Let's find a way."

"I can not."

"You bastard..."

"Aren't you trash?"

"...drink and drink."