Chapter 1285 1293 [Can Wu Zuo tame animals? ] Please give me a monthly ticketヽ(〃〃)~
Gin checked his phone and saw that he had received an email.
He clicked on it and saw a few short lines of text on it: [There is another one at the police headquarters. It should be released soon. Remember to check it on time.]
"..." Gin frowned as he thought of the police cars that whizzed past just now: He didn't know if it was his illusion, but Uzo always liked to be near the police and detectives, sending and receiving this kind of news.
Fortunately, the murder scene was crowded and no one was watching his movements. But now, Wu Zuoke was sitting in a police car with police officers and detectives. It seemed a bit too arrogant to post such content.
He snorted coldly, threw away the phone and did not reply to the message: if someone with excessive curiosity heard the message tone and glanced at Uzo's phone, he would have to do a lot of unnecessary work.
Besides, Gin had no intention of giving a warning - after all, it was useless to warn him. Wuzo must be aware of the risks involved. However, just like he always performed his stage plays with passion, even going into various dangerous scenes, Wuzo knew that this was dangerous on the one hand, but on the other hand, he was looking for excitement in danger.
Gin: “…” It seems that a psychologist is indeed necessary.
But how can we find a doctor who is highly skilled and not prone to death?
Before the business trip, my boss told me that he seemed to have a new doctor candidate.
Although Gin always felt uneasy, for now, he could only trust the vision of "that adult". After the first failure, the doctor should be able to live longer this time... I hope he can at least survive the first treatment.
Just as I was thinking about it, a strange voice came from the back seat.
Mogi Takashi watched for a moment and whispered, "We can discuss this... Well, you are my wife's friends, right? I have admired your company... uh, your organization for a long time. Whether it's loyalty or money, as long as you need it, I will offer it with both hands!"
Gin paused with his hand holding the cigarette, and then he remembered that he seemed to have just helped clean up the garbage for those losers in the Osaka branch.
I almost forgot to deal with it after scanning.
Thinking of this, he gradually slowed down, distanced himself from the police car, and stopped on an empty street. At the same time, he reached for the Beretta in his pocket, which was his most common way of clearing out people - just throw the person into a corner, shoot and leave.
But soon, Gin stopped and made a click of the tongue.
What a pity. If Takashi Mogi was shot dead right after this incident, the police would have to dig deeper into the "organization" behind him. If he was in Tokyo, he wouldn't have worried about any problems, and even if there were, it would be the logistics team's fault. But now he was in Osaka, and he was like a special envoy sent by the boss.
In short, to avoid any accidents, it is best for this scammer to disappear. After all, he is now being targeted by the police, so it is reasonable for him to want to escape.
"Kill him. Don't dirty the car." Gin handed the matter over to Vodka, "Wait until we pick up the other person, and send both of them to the research department. That department is always short of materials."
Vodka was not surprised by this. He turned to look at Mogi Takashi. Although he felt a little sympathetic towards this guy, he only felt sympathetic for him being targeted by Uzo.
Vodka: "..." With such a tiny bit of comradeship, it was impossible for him to show mercy. And even if he did, it would be useless, because Brother Gin was sitting in front of him, and it would only be an extra life.
Thinking of this, he stretched out his big hands that he usually used to type on the keyboard, and the joints made a crackling sound.
Mogi Takashi was shocked. He never thought that these two people could not communicate at all. His long-honed speech skills were completely useless. He racked his brains to find conditions that could be used for negotiation, but as the huge shadow of vodka approached, Mogi Takashi's mind gradually became blank: "Wait, don't come over, what are you doing?!...Ahhh!!!"
…
The sound in the car soon died down.
Gin exhaled a puff of smoke, and his ears felt much quieter.
But at this moment, he suddenly noticed that something had moved quietly next to the empty passenger seat.
"?!" Gin turned his head suddenly, and the gun was faster than his eyes. Beretta pointed it with strong murderous intent.
The next second, the cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against a fluffy cat's head.
The black cat was startled at first, then became happy and raised its tail in a friendly manner.
Gin was silent for a moment, and after a closer look, he found that the cat looked quite familiar - it was not a completely black cat, but had four snow-white paws. It was just lying in the car, waiting in the dark, with its paws pressed under its body, making it extremely inconspicuous.
Gin: "..." Is this Uzo's cat?
...When did this cat sneak up here? It's even more omnipresent than Uzo.
Speaking of this, Uzo actually brought the cat with him on a business trip, and brought him to Osaka, a place completely unfamiliar to cats, and he didn't worry about the cat running away... However, the cat really didn't run away. Does it have some unique positioning skills?
When I was talking to Uzo before, I did hear him say that Uzo's subordinate named Hei...Situ had worked in the circus for a period of time.
But the circus actually has cat training techniques?
If it really exists, and this technique can be used on one cat, then other cats...
Gin's thoughts were slightly divergent, and a team of cats flashed through his mind, each of which had a sharp blade in its mouth, just like it had held a handwritten note from Uzo before and helped Uzo pass the message. In the dead of night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and the difficult targets on the assassination list were bullied by cats in their sleep and had their throats cut with a knife...
With blood splattering in his brain, Gin couldn't help but smile grimly with pleasure.
As he was thinking, he felt the hem of his clothes sink slightly. He lowered his head and saw the cat took advantage of his distraction and quietly scratched at his clothes with its claws.
“…” Tsk, a cat is just a cat after all, it can’t change its habit of scratching things no matter where it goes.
Looking at the new windbreaker he bought before coming to Osaka, Gin couldn't help but tighten his finger on the trigger threateningly.
But then he thought it was stupid to argue with a cat, just like the murderer in Uzo's writing who exposed himself by killing the cat.
He snorted coldly and took back the gun.
After thinking for a moment, Gin picked up the cat and shook it towards Vodka.
Vodka stared at the familiar cat and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart: "..."
The cat raised its nose slightly and sniffed the air.
After a moment, it discovered something and turned to look at Vodka.
The man and the cat faced each other in silence for a moment. As expected, the cat seemed to like Vodka more. It jumped lightly to his side, kicked off his clothes and jumped onto the top of his hat, and skillfully slapped Vodka on the head with its claws.
Vodka: “…”Brother!!
(End of this chapter)
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