Chapter 2281 2293 [My Driver]
Conan: “…”
He wanted to slam the table and say, "You definitely know more than me!", but when he glanced at Mao Lilan next to him, he thought about the bloody consequences that might come from exposing his identity...
Conan could only take a deep breath and put on the stupid smile that a child should have: "I, I heard it from brother Jiang Xia."
Just as he finished speaking, he was hit on the head again.
After knocking him, Suzuki Sonoko withdrew her hand with relief: "I told you, don't steal your brother Jiang Xia's lines next time!" - Such cool reasoning lines should of course be said by Jiang Xia himself. What's the point of repeating them from an elementary school student?
Conan: "..." Those are clearly my own lines!
Damn it, it’s all the fault of the Black Organization that made him smaller…
As he was thinking, Conan's thoughts went back to his recent trip to the cave.
——What on earth does that Vodka guy want to do?
Conan: "..." I thought he had a big trick up his sleeve, but who knew that in the past two days, nothing seemed to have happened. Could it be that the cadres of the various organizations really intended to be patient and save the country from a few children?
When primary school students are seriously advancing along the wrong line of thought.
Next to them, three high school students were still discussing this commission with great interest.
"Take us with you!" Suzuki Sonoko wanted to join in the fun. "And Xiaolan and I have also experienced many cases. Maybe from our perspective, we can provide her with more good ideas!"
Jiang Xia nodded of course, that was why he came to school.
…
Soon, the three of them made an appointment and prepared to respond to the invitation of the famous mystery novelist and tell her a true crime-solving story.
“Although this is considered a regular lineup, I always feel like something is missing.”
The day before departure, Jiang Xia ordered an ice cream-flavored ghost mint and fed the ghost while playing with the high-quality pistol.
After thinking for a while, he asked the ghosts for advice: "How about calling Vodka?"
The ghosts were startled and immediately nodded.
"Very good, passed unanimously." Jiang Xia looked at the gun in his hand and began to write an email to Vodka:
[Mr. Yamada, it seems I should return this gun to you.]
He had gotten his hands on an ordinary gun a long time ago, but he got bored of something that he couldn't wear on his waist openly after playing with it for a few days.
Apart from being more auspicious, the vodka gun is no different from other guns in other ways. It might as well be used as a limited-time ticket to grab ice cream.
The other side.
Vodka looked at the familiar sender's address and tensed up: "Brother! He actually said he would return my gun to me!"
Gin was not as surprised as he was. He calmly looked down at a mission report and said, "I've said it before, he knows his limits."
Vodka: "..." Putting the word "measure" and "ouzo" together, it really doesn't sound right no matter how many times I hear it...
Just as I was thinking about it, my hand felt a buzzing sensation.
Another nasty email:
[Something this important can't be sent by mail. Let's meet somewhere and you can come and pick it up in person.]
Vodka: "..." Look, look! In less than half a minute, the fox's tail is exposed! !
It's just a gun, do you think he needs it?
Just as I was thinking about it, another email suddenly popped up on my phone:
[I'm not the type to take my colleagues' things. If you don't want it this time, I'll return it to you in another way next time - how about starting with the bullets? There seem to be a few bullets left in there.]
Vodka: “…”
How can you return something like this! This is a threat, a naked threat!
"Brother!" Vodka turned aside decisively, "Uzo tried to trick me into going there, and he said he would kill me if I didn't go!"
Gin calmly turned the page: "Then go."
Vodka: “???”
Gin caught a glimpse of his expression change out of the corner of his eye, but was too lazy to pay attention to him.
He recalled an email he had received not long ago - Wu Zo said that he had brought another batch of goods worth hundreds of millions to the organization and asked him to find someone to receive them at a designated location late at night.
When he received the email, the phrase "unnecessary kindness" flashed through Gin's mind alertly, and he began to wonder what trap was hidden behind this gift worth hundreds of millions.
Now, combined with the email that Vodka received, Gin vaguely understood: lending Vodka is probably the "price" this time.
...What a price.
Vodka has run into Uzo's hands several times, and he managed to come out alive every time - and combined with Bourbon's experience, we can know that what Vodka encountered was at most a prank by Uzo out of boredom, and he had no intention of taking his life.
So, since Vodka is just sitting there anyway, he might as well throw it out to subsidize the funds and improve his abilities at the same time - if he often follows Uzo and shows his face in front of the police, even if he makes a small mistake in the future, such as being bumped into by someone near the scene of a murder, his suspicion will be reduced.
Of course, this also has disadvantages. That is, if Vodka's crime scene is seen by others and Vodka fails to silence the witness in time, he will immediately become a wanted target... However, if Vodka is really useless to this extent, even if others do not take action, the organization will take action to clean up.
Gin: "..." In addition, there is another point worth noting. That is, if Vodka and Uzo have been in contact for a long time, will they pose a threat to him in turn?
...And at times like this, Vodka's own abilities are reassuring, which is one of the reasons why Gin has gotten along well with him for so many years.
However, necessary countermeasures are still needed.
Gin thought for a moment, then said to the terrified Vodka holding his phone, "When you get there, record your conversation with him and give it to me."
Vodka: "..." Wait, does this mean I'm leaving? What if I can't come back?
He took a deep breath and said angrily, "Okay."
...It is indeed too dangerous to put the gun in Uzo's hands. If the gun can be taken back, then take the risk.
And the eldest brother is not completely indifferent. He must be planning to watch from nearby and provide support at any time... I am not fighting alone!
After comforting himself in his heart, Vodka leaned back in his seat, silently reviewing the anti-Uzo manual in his mind, while seriously considering whether to write a suicide note.
Although judging from the state of the boss and the eldest brother, it might be useless to complain in a suicide note, but at least he can leave his true thoughts in this world and scold Wu Zuo to death - the dead are the greatest, and then he will not be afraid of anything!
…
Soon, the time agreed with the client arrived, and several high school students packed up and prepared to tell the story to the mystery writer.
Arriving at the meeting place, Conan looked at his watch and said, "I checked yesterday. The address of the mystery writer's home is quite remote. Neither the bus nor the subway goes there. How can we get there? Take a taxi?"
(End of this chapter)
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