Chapter 2561 2573 [The winery's buffet car]
“A-choo!”
Vodka sat in the car, rubbed his nose, and looked around vigilantly.
The next moment, his cell phone buzzed and he received a message from Bourbon.
Looking at the undisguised blow in the wording, Vodka fell into deep thought.
A second later, he turned to Gin numbly: "Brother..."
However, just as he expected, Gin did not feel unhappy about this. Instead, he chuckled softly, as if he was very happy with this situation. Even the depression that Akai Shuichi had just slipped away seemed to have dissipated a lot.
“…”
Vodka sighed in his heart and gave up the idea of complaining: "…" Forget it, forget it. Life is not easy, why bother with that kid Wuzo.
Now he just wanted to finish the task quickly and get away from those bad things as soon as possible - as long as he returned to Brother Gin, Bourbon, Ouzo and Irish Cream would not be able to touch him, and this wonderful day was just around the corner.
…
night.
Although Haibara Ai returned home early and avoided meeting those terrible colleagues while taking the statement, she still couldn't help but wrap herself tightly in the quilt and shiver when she thought of her previous experience on the bus.
"Ai, are you sick?" Dr. Agasa looked at the little girl at home with concern: She had seen many murders and explosions with the detective before, so why was she so scared this time? Is Ai particularly afraid of bombs?
Huiyuan Ai waved her hands feebly. It was hard for her to explain her feelings to others. The experience on the bus was like a person who was extremely afraid of insects being thrown into a box full of cockroaches, and the lid of the box was sealed. She couldn't see or hear clearly in the darkness, and could only watch and feel the terrible breath crawling over her body.
Even though she escaped successfully and was not bitten by the insects, when she thought of the despair she felt at that time, she still wanted to die on the spot.
But since she had survived, it was just making trouble to talk about this. Huihara Ai could only try her best to look optimistic: "It's okay, I just have a cold, I'll be fine after a good night's sleep - wasn't there a guy in a hat on the bus who kept coughing? I must have been infected by him."
"Oh, I see." Dr. Agasa went to the kitchen and poured her a cup of hot water.
When he came back, there was another person beside him.
"Jiang Xia is here to see you!" Dr. Agasa patted Jiang Xia on the shoulder and said to his neighbor, "You are both children, and your ages are relatively close. You can come and enlighten Ai - in fact, explosions are nothing to be afraid of. Look, my lab table explodes every day, but I am still living well now, am I not?"
The optimistic old man handed him the cup and went out laughing.
After the doctor left, Jiang Xia walked to the bed, put down the hot water, and then found the ghost baby who had been away from work for half a day without permission.
He grabbed Miyano Akemi who was clinging to Huibara Ai and put her in his arms: "How is it? Are you okay?"
Huihara Ai nodded. Suddenly she remembered something and sat up listlessly, looking at him: "Over there..."
"Nothing happened." Jiang Xia insisted, "I told you, it was all part of the plan."
Huiyuan Ai hummed and fell back on the bed. She realized that she couldn't continue to be depressed like this, so she tried to cheer herself up by relying on the daily things around her: "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll make it."
"No, I'll eat out tonight." Jiang Xia seemed to be looking forward to this dinner. "What kind of sushi do you and Dr. Agasa like? I'll pack some for you."
…
At the appointed time, Jiang Xia came to the commercial street as if he was familiar with the place and looked up at the imposing building in front of him.
Then he couldn't help but sigh, and complained about the "old place" mentioned by Gin: such a stylish word, but it actually corresponds to just a sushi restaurant. And he had asked around, and other people's "old place" was clearly the Heggeson Bar on the same floor...
While complaining, Jiang Xia walked around to a nearby parking lot and his eyes quickly fixed on a car in a hidden position.
At first glance, this car is hidden among the crowd and is very low-key.
But in the eyes of psychics and ghosts, it exudes an exceptionally fragrant aroma - there is wine, ice cream, even hot sauce and expensive tuna. It seems that Gin is not alone on the bus today, he also brought two snipers with him who have good taste.
Under Jiang Xia's gratified gaze, the ghosts happily floated over, combed out the soft and fluffy murderous aura in the dining car, and carried it back.
…
When the psychics and the ghosts are busy.
On a building diagonally opposite.
Chianti looked at the scene in the scope with a suspicious look on his face: "Why is that guy running to the parking lot instead of entering the store? He is not going to plant a bomb in that car - that's Gin's car!"
Cohen thought that was unfair: "Ten metres away doesn't count as 'near'. He seemed to be just watching."
"Then why is he looking at our car?" Chianti thought of the two bomb cars that blew up Ireland and Vodka today, and he didn't dare to be careless, "Conspiracy, there must be a conspiracy!"
However, the two snipers studied for a long time but could not figure out what Uzo wanted to do to the car.
The young detective seemed to just stop there, look at it with admiration, and then turn away.
When he entered the building, Chianti breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally he left. It seems that he let the car go - I thought we would have to walk back on foot tonight."
Cohen: "The organization has a lot of spare vehicles, so there is no need to walk."
"… Nonsense, how could I not know this! This is just a figure of speech, an exaggerated expression of my mood!" Chianti couldn't help cursing, "You really have no sense of humor!"
"I was just thinking about his script." Cohen analyzed like a robot in his unique stiff voice, "Maybe he knew someone was watching him, so he wanted to put pressure on us in this way. If we mistakenly think that Gin's car was tampered with by him and therefore replace it with a backup car, we might 'coincidentally' get a tampered bomb car - just like the car that Vodka rented on a whim."
Chianti: “…”
Cohen turned to look at her: "Do you want to walk now?"
Chianti: "...Shut up!"
After her accomplice's calm analysis, she no longer wanted to take the original car, nor the new car, and even less did she want to walk through the city with a sniper rifle on her back and walk back to the base.
"Why not just go to the supermarket next door and buy a tent to camp here?" She spat and muttered unhappily, "I finally understand why Vodka is afraid of that kid. From this aspect alone, he is indeed worthy of sympathy."
(End of this chapter)
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