Chapter 2482 2494 [Sensible Bourbon]
"I am a lawless outlaw who kills people without blinking an eye, but now I am so timid that I have to be afraid to beat someone up." The more Vodka thought about it, the more sour he felt. "What did that damn Uzo do to me?"
Don't panic when you feel sad, because thinking about other things will make you even sadder.
"I don't know if we'll run into trouble again tomorrow." Vodka sighed and complained to Ireland, "I should have chosen a safe house near the hospital instead of running to this damn place like you said."
Ireland snorted coldly, "Idiot, there are only a few rental houses near the hospital. That guy can find your location with a little search. If you prefer to spend the day under his watchful eyes, you can always go back. I will never stop you."
“……” Vodka’s mind flashed with Uzo and his group of ferocious subordinates: …Forget it, forget it.
Beside him, Ireland glanced down at him.
——Ireland is happy to see this lackey of gin get humiliated, but compared with others, Vodka is a soft persimmon and there is no point in picking on him.
And he didn't go to Vodka just to waste time on "going to the hospital", so in the end, Ireland told him his plan: "Since he would stop me from driving, I might as well do the opposite and do something that the organization cadres would not do - take the bus to the hospital."
"Bus? Are you crazy...huh?"
Vodka thought it was ridiculous at first, but after thinking about it carefully... he felt that this was a great idea.
Compared to cars, buses have wider windows, so if things get bad, they can try to jump out of the bus at any time. In addition, there are so many people on a bus, and even if there is another death, there will be a whole bus of witnesses - then everyone will share the suspicion, and the blame will not easily fall on him and Ireland. They can even use the excuse of fear to quietly slip away before the police arrive at the scene.
Vodka: "..." So it seems that this Irish guy is somewhat useful?
He thought about it and opened the map, starting to study the best routes for various buses.
…
the next day.
The weather was fine, but the atmosphere at the Maori Detective Agency was a little tense.
Mao Lilan looked at the newspaper in her hand and muttered: "The prisoner Yuda who was imprisoned for murder last month escaped from prison three days ago and has not been arrested yet. Yuda is meticulous and brutal. If you find him, please contact the police immediately..."
The more Mao Lilan read, the more she felt something was wrong. She stared at the familiar ID photo in the newspaper: "Isn't this the scum who killed his wife to defraud insurance, was discovered by his father, and ended up in jail?!"
Maori Kogoro scratched the back of his neck, a little confused: "Really? I've been drinking a lot recently and often forget things - did I catch this guy?"
Next to him, Conan's hands, flipping through a mystery novel, froze slightly. After a moment, he hid his anesthesia watch and voice-changing bow tie in his sleeves, cleared his throat, and changed the subject: "Sister Xiaolan, you seem to be very anxious. What else did the news say?"
Mao Lilan shook her head: "That's all. But I'm worried that Yuda will come to take revenge. Have you forgotten that when this man was taken away by the police, he glared at my father fiercely and said that he would "repay" him well?"
Maori Kogoro slumped back in his chair after hearing this, "That's it? I heard this kind of talk 800 times when I was a detective, and 8,000 times when I was a policeman. Those guys are just unwilling to give up, so they just said some harsh words. Why should we care about them?"
He scratched his nose and said unconcernedly, "Besides, it's rare for someone to escape from prison. A normal person would have left Mika long ago, or even left Tokyo, and fled abroad. Who would have the time to ruin the rest of their life just to vent their anger?"
Mao Lilan: “…” It seems to make some sense?
She was convinced and slightly relieved: "It would be great if that's the case."
…
The other side.
Jiang Xia went to the gift shop and bought wrapping paper with colorful Q-version ice cream printed on it.
On the way back, he saw the news broadcast in the window on the street. He remembered something and turned to Noah and asked, "Have you changed all the photos I asked you to change before?"
Noah patted his chest with his transparent little hands. "It's changed. Don't worry about my work! The photo on the bounty has been changed from Uncle Maori to a member who looks 80% like Ireland."
Seeing that the owner seemed quite interested in this matter, it took the initiative to add more details: "According to my observation, the FBI agent fell in love after coming to Tokyo and started to interact with a local lady. They exchanged LINE and had many sweet chats. The photo I replaced was a selfie that the agent took the initiative to send to the lady.
"Then the lady posted the photo on her social network of wives. As we all know, once a photo is circulated, it will become everywhere, and the gentleman who posted the reward searched for a photo of Maori Kogoro on the Internet at random - the online photo and the online photo were mistakenly mixed up, which is very reasonable."
"Not bad." Jiang Xia touched the AI ghost's head encouragingly, and then he continued walking towards the detective agency, but halfway there, a car suddenly stopped next to him on the street.
Jiang Xia turned around and saw a familiar car logo through the guardrail, and in the car was his even more familiar boss.
Amuro Toru leaned his head out of the car window and waved at him: "By the way, are you free tonight or tomorrow? - Set aside a meal, I have someone here who wants you to meet."
Jiang Xia was a little surprised. He didn't expect the boss to be so sensible today. He agreed decisively: "Okay."
Seeing that he didn't ask any further questions, Amuro Toru was a little confused. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Aren't you curious about who I'm talking about?"
Jiang Xia: “…” I’m still a little curious, but I want to experience the joy of opening a blind box more.
Seeing that he didn't say anything and didn't ask any more questions, the quick-witted undercover agent thought for a moment and understood.
Toru Amuro: “…” That’s right, in Jiang Xia’s mind, this might be another mission from the Black Organization, so it would be normal not to ask.
He sighed in his heart and suddenly felt that his decision to "pay more attention to employees recently" was the right one.
Just when I was about to chat with Jiang Xia for a few more words, suddenly, I heard a few crisp "dong" sounds from the iron stairs of the overpass next to me.
"?" Toru Amuro's heart also started beating a few times.
For two seconds, he wanted to step on the accelerator and run out of the street... but reason made him take a deep breath and look towards the source of the sound.
The scattered knocking sounds were caused by a pair of high-heeled shoes, and the person wearing the high-heeled shoes was a tall, unfamiliar woman.
(End of this chapter)
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