Chapter 2316 2328 [Head-on Confrontation]
After coming up with an idea, Vodka walked towards the inconspicuous side door, intending to observe the situation outside first, then go around to Jiangxia's window as quickly as possible to take a look and then come back.
…
at the same time.
On the other side, two other people were quietly approaching the same side door.
Conan listened carefully and looked around, and he and his anonymous teammate silently approached the side door, hoping to sneak into the criminals' lair and borrow their phone to call the police.
Just when we were almost there, suddenly, there was a click, and someone quietly opened the door from the inside.
The two sides met on a narrow road. Conan was startled and looked up suddenly. When he saw the figure clearly, his heart skipped a beat: Vodka, it was actually Vodka! Why is the cadre of this evil organization here? !
In an ordinary case of serial disappearances in villas, there was actually an organized party involved... The development of the matter was completely beyond Conan's expectations. He was deeply shocked and felt that his previous plan had to be completely overturned.
However, before he could figure out what to do next, the little boy in the scarf next to him suddenly raised his hand, and a cold light flashed from his fingertips.
Almost at the same time, Vodka, who was alert to open the door, suddenly realized something. He stepped back suddenly, and slammed the door shut with a cold sweat. With a thud, the flying anesthetic needle was nailed to the door frame at the same time, and then disintegrated into pieces under the huge impact.
The brief encounter caused both of their heart rates to soar.
Vodka stood behind the door, thinking of the attack that he didn't see clearly but heard, and cold sweat broke out on him.
"What the hell was that just now, an anesthetic needle?"
Vodka immediately locked the door and retreated to a place where he would not be hit by the attackers who broke in. The fear in his heart surged up like a tide:
"It was too dangerous! Losing consciousness near Uzo is no small matter. Maybe my fingerprints, DNA, and all kinds of information will be exposed. Then, one day, these 'foreshadowings' will become the straw that breaks the camel's back - who is so uncultured as to throw away anesthetic needles randomly!"
When this question emerged in his mind, Vodka already had the answer in his mind: "Just now I seemed to see two very low shadows, they should be two little ghosts... I understand, it must be the kid named Conan and his companions!"
Although it was too dim outside and the encounter just now was too hasty, Vodka could not see the faces of the two people clearly, but just based on the approximate height and outline, a very clear figure had emerged in his mind.
——The figure and appearance of the little villain brought by that little villain had long been deeply engraved in his mind, and the danger level had also been raised to a very high level. He would never make a mistake!
"A mere six or seven-year-old brat actually dared to target me repeatedly. This brat is really too much. He is really like a tiger that doesn't show its might and treats people as sick cats!"
Vodka was furious and stepped back again, cautiously not approaching the side door:
“Hmph, don’t try to seduce me into making a mistake. I’ve seen through Wu Zuo’s plan. It’s dark outside. If I really go out to cause trouble for those two naughty kids out of anger, I won’t be able to explain what will happen next once I step out of this door.
"Like when you're just chasing a corpse for two steps and then get framed as the murderer because you left too many traces around the corpse, or you fall into a big pit and break your neck, or you get lost in the forest and run into the criminals making a deal and get shot to death..."
Although Vodka had received a new gun from the organization after his gun was shamelessly taken away by Uzo, he did not bring a gun when he was forced to come to the appointment this time.
——The lesson from the past was fresh in his mind. It was like throwing a meat bun at a dog if he brought a gun with him. He would rather take the risk of not bringing a gun than let both guns fall into Wuzo's hands, and then be tricked by Wuzo to meet him twice more.
"And if I remember correctly, there was a kid around Conan's age next to him just now."
Vodka did not hesitate to speculate Conan with the greatest malice. He believed that this child who grew up next to Uzo could do anything:
"It is very likely that after I get out, Conan will get rid of the unlucky kid next to him and use him as a sacrifice to frame me. After all, if that child dies, I will definitely be a bigger suspect in their eyes than a first-grade kid.
"…It was really dangerous! Now it seems that Wuzo's staying indoors was the first part of his trap. All this was to lure me out to spy, and I almost fell for it."
Vodka's mind raced, and he figured out what he thought was the current situation faster than he could write code.
Once you have clarified your situation, the next step is to think about how to find a way to survive.
"First, let's rule out going out as the correct option." Vodka thought seriously, "But we can't completely stay at home... Oh, there is a way!"
He suddenly turned around and looked at where the other people were gathered in the villa. He took a deep breath, as if he was about to shout something.
But before shouting, Vodka hesitated and froze in place for a moment.
A second later, Vodka slapped himself on the head.
"Face is not as important as life!" Vodka reminded himself in a low voice, "This is not shameful, this is just the most intelligent and normal strategy!"
Soon, he no longer hesitated and uttered a powerful and majestic voice: "Help! Someone is attacking--!!"
…
Mao Lilan was taking apart the skewers when she suddenly heard a loud shout coming down the corridor.
She was startled and stood up: "What's wrong, what happened?"
While she was confused, she was attracted by the cry of "Help" and rushed over instinctively.
Suzuki Sonoko was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly followed, muttering to herself as she trotted: "Attack? What attack? This is just a holiday villa, not a war fortress. Maybe Mr. Yamada is sleepy."
The two men, one in front and one behind, soon met up with Vodka who was running towards them.
Suzuki Sonoko looked at the burly man who was gasping for breath and looking frightened. She closed her eyes in unbearable pain, but soon thought it was normal: "..." If you think about it carefully, Mr. Yamada is just a weak, pitiful and helpless technical geek. It is normal for him to be timid. You can't judge him as a great manual laborer based on his appearance.
While correcting her own fixed ideas in her mind, she curiously asked, "What happened? What do you mean by attack?"
Vodka: "Just now I wanted to go outside to get some fresh air, but as soon as I opened the door I felt the fog was too thick, so I stepped back, and I just happened to dodge a poison needle that was shot at me!"
(End of this chapter)
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