Chapter 27 Clash with the Organization
Although Wang Chuan She really wanted to do ten consecutive draws, the number was still not enough. Just as he turned his eyes and wanted to do something, Pei Zhen withdrew his mind back into his own body.
"I already know everything, yes," a woman's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Thank you for what you did for my sister. Providing clues proactively will be very helpful for the next situation." Her voice was calm and steady: "I won't give up on her. We are each other's last relatives. She is also a victim in this matter. I will hire the best lawyer for her and I believe that she can be punished to the greatest extent. And I will also find a way to alleviate her psychological problems."
"Beep." The client in this incident hung up the phone. Pei Zhen had just put down his phone when a message came in. It was a bank transfer of 200,000 yen. Obviously, Imai Airi's sister was a decisive person.
Pei Zhen calmed down and thought about whether he had revealed any flaws in this incident. Perhaps [Wangchuan Shuu]'s identity background made [him] involved. The editor of the publishing house who saved Shinji Inada, Shimizu Aoi, was his mother. Her death was a hurdle that he found difficult to overcome in his childhood, and this is the "hidden pain" mentioned in the text of [his] card.
——"I understand and respect her choice, but I will never forgive those who hurt her!"
However, this fact was hidden a long time ago, and even if one makes a special trip to investigate, it is difficult to find out his current identity. Pei Zhen didn't care anymore, [Wang Chuan She] would take care of it himself. He turned to look at what he had gained from Gold Finger.
One column caught his attention. That was a place where he had not been active since he had used up all his gold achievement points.
He opened it with his mind.
[Sins and Evils in the Moonlight] [Black (Tungsten) Iron Achievement]
This is a very impactful picture. Shinji Inada raised the sickle in his hand in the dark night, and Usuke Nagakawa's frightened face appeared in the pool. They occupied the right half of the picture. On the left, Conan was thinking with his arms folded, and behind him were Kogoro Mouri who was running and Ran who turned around worriedly. Yoshihiro Ikeda was wiping his sweat in the lower left corner, Sachiko Raori was yelling at something, Keiaki Takashi was adjusting his glasses, and on the other hand, the old butler and the maid were waiting at the lower right corner.
The huge silver moon looked down at everything from above, and it was forever silent. Dark red smoke swirled inside and outside the villa. In the darkness, someone opened his hands, and the fluttering corners of his robe revealed his traces. His fingers were manipulating something, and his deep red eyes seemed to be soaked with blood. No one could see the silk thread, but everyone could guess its existence.
All of them together form this strange and very tense picture, which allows people to see at a glance the delicate relationship between them, which is both close and distant. The story contained in it is enough to make a whole movie.
"Everything has been foreshadowed. The sins committed will eventually be repaid with blood. If not then, then now. This is all in the plan of fate."
There is no trace of Pei Zhen in this, but this seems to hint at something.
Pei Zhen smiled, he didn’t care about these, he was just happy. How could these achievement points not be counted as a draw?
Wang Chuanshe dodged, "Bang!" A fierce gunshot sounded not far from him, leaving a bullet hole on the wall next to him. He gritted his teeth and laughed angrily: "I am wanted in the dark world, but now I haven't met anyone from that organization, and I'm being hunted by some jackals who heard the news. Do you really think I'm an easy target?"
He looked in the direction where the gunfire came from and ran out like a cheetah. As he dodged into the house on the other side, a small string of bullet holes followed him. Wang Chuanshe's eyes were calm, and even his clothes were not damaged. He was so angry that his face turned red and he couldn't help but spit out a swear word.
Then, he immediately looked for Wang Chuan She through the sight, but after searching for a long time, he did not see him come out from hiding. He quickly spoke a string of English words into the communicator on his collar, asking about the enemy's whereabouts.
The person on the other end answered him, but suddenly stopped halfway through the answer. A sudden scream hit his eardrums, and the listener was startled and cold sweat broke out on his temples. He questioned the other party in a babble, but all he got was endless silence.
He couldn't stay here any longer. In a panic, he ran away from this open space with his gun in hand. He didn't dare to contact his companions anymore, as the calls to other people were unreachable. He got down from the building and prepared to leave along the original route, but when he was still a hundred meters away from the car, a long iron pipe pierced straight into his eyes like a javelin. He was frightened and stepped back repeatedly, falling backwards, dodging the attack in a very awkward manner.
A long leg swung at his face like an iron whip, knocking his body, which had just risen, heavily to the ground. He tried to pick up the dropped gun in horror, but the man gave him no chance and kicked him in the elbow. There was a crisp crack and he screamed in pain.
The next thing to be hit was his neck, and his screams were completely extinguished. Wang Chuanshe let out a breath. He checked the man's body and found, as expected, that there was no identity information. People like him were all executioners who had retired from the battlefields in the Middle East. When they took on missions for money, they never cared about the identity of the victim.
He unloaded the bullets from the gun, and after examining them for a while, he said, "The equipment is okay, but with such skills, you dare to come and cause trouble for me?"
[Mixed Martial Arts] Although it is a bronze card, this card has almost allowed him to reach the top level of mixed martial arts. He had thought that if it was "black (tungsten) iron", it would probably exceed the limits of human beings and reach the "abnormal" level.
He looked at the ball of light and curled his lips. Four people only had a harvest of 12.9. No matter how exciting these non-plot characters are, the rewards they can get are limited.
It seems that after that incident, the main body had the idea of writing a book. Once more people read it, even if each person only contributes a few tenths, there will be considerable gains. I just don’t know what the results will be like later. I don’t want to copy the books before the time travel, and I didn’t draw out any book-related works. If the final result is a stagnant microwave, it will be funny.
Wang Chuanshe thought so, looking at the last gap, he suddenly smiled, "Do you think you can arrest me without paying any price?" His face darkened, "No matter how big you are, you will feel pain if your flesh is bitten off, right?"
He is not afraid of the dark organization. In this complex world, more and greater dangers abound. He took out the booklet he had obtained from Yasuhiko Taniyama, and the plan he had in mind was completely finalized.
A day later, a sensational explosion sounded on the outskirts of Tokyo. Almost immediately, a certain organization's ace killer received a message on his mobile phone.
"Well, I understand," the man named Gin said calmly, his long silver hair hanging down. "I will deal with him immediately. I will not let those who have offended the organization go unpunished. The net has been set, just like a fish in a pocket. He will not have a chance to escape."
His tone was calm and his expression was cold, revealing an extremely strong self-confidence, which was made up of countless past successes and was laid on the corpses of failures. Vodka beside him looked excited: "Brother, are we finally going to set off? I've been fed up with that jumping kid for a long time!"
Gin didn't answer, but put his hands in his pockets, obviously agreeing.
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