Chapter 2594 2606 [Organizational dissection room? ] Ask for monthly votes ()
The person on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment: "Crouching in the bushes in broad daylight? Is he a child or an adult?"
Kidnapper: "Of course it's an adult. If it was a child, I would have taken them away as well."
The accomplice hesitated for a moment and said, "I heard that the mental health department of that hospital is very famous. Did you meet a patient from that department?"
The kidnapper said irritably, "Who cares what department he belongs to? Just find a way to get rid of that guy. Otherwise, when we get the ransom, don't blame me for not sharing it with you."
Accomplice: "Well, I didn't say I won't help you. What are the characteristics of that person? I'll go over and take a look as soon as I finish what I'm doing. As for you, hide that kid first. He's quite smart. Don't let him get away."
Mentioning this, the kidnapper's mood improved slightly: "Don't worry, a six or seven-year-old kid, no matter how smart he is, how smart can he be? I just took him away easily with a anesthetic handkerchief - Okay, the signal in the suburbs is too poor, it's all noise, let's not talk about it for now, I'll send you a message when I get there."
The two didn't talk for long and hung up the phone.
On the other side, Vodka, who was eavesdropping from a distance, said: "..."
He didn't want to hear these murderous contents...but during the collision just now, his bug happened to roll to the kidnapper.
——After the last incident, he no longer dared to spread bugs around. But this thing was very useful after all, and Vodka was reluctant to throw them all away, so he kept two of them. Who knew that they would come in handy this time.
"I thought I was the only one who could silence others, but I didn't expect that I would be silenced by a small thug now." Vodka clenched his fist angrily, "Be careful not to hit my hand, otherwise I will definitely show you what real silencing is. No one is more skilled than me in mixing cement!"
"…But now that I'm alone, my own safety is more important than arguing with such a small character." Vodka thought rationally, "I don't know how his accomplice plans to kill me. I have to think of a safe enough method."
…
Conan was busy being kidnapped, Vodka was busy looking for a new hiding place, the Junior Detective League was happily playing games in the game hall, but in the hospital, the nurses were just worried.
"Why isn't Xiaochun in the room?" The nurse looked at the empty ward in surprise for a moment, then ran back to the nurses' station and asked her colleagues, "Did you see where he went?"
"Hmm..." The colleague flipped through the registration book, "I remember a group of elementary school students came to visit him an hour ago. Could it be that those kids took him out to play? - Let's go look around the hospital first."
The nurses nodded and scattered, looking for the child who had suddenly disappeared.
…
The other side.
The courier truck painted with cute patterns left the hospital and stopped in an abandoned factory area.
Conan woke up dazed and frowned after being bumped along the way by the not-so-shockproof pickup truck. He pressed his aching head, puzzled for a moment, and suddenly opened his eyes wide: Wasn't he acting in the ward? Where was this dark place? !
"Oh no, did I arouse Vodka's suspicion and be targeted by that organization?" Conan touched the cold and hard floor beneath him and broke out in a cold sweat. "Is this a test bench or a fully enclosed cell?"
Just as I was thinking in despair, suddenly, there was a creaking sound, and sunlight shone in from behind me.
Conan turned his head in shock, only to find that this was not the high-tech place he had imagined, but an ordinary small truck.
A young man was standing outside the car with his back to the light. When he saw him looking over, he smiled sinisterly: "Awake? Then get out of the car."
Conan looked at his dyed hair, then at the dark red clothes, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: Not bad, not bad. This gangster-like outfit was very inconsistent with the dress style of the organization - he was shocked, it turned out to be just a kidnapping.
Outside the car, the kidnapper looked at him relaxing: "......?"
I thought the child would cry and roll on the ground, but now...
"Why does it seem like this kid is in a good mood? Do I have a nice face?" the kidnapper muttered to himself, "But everyone's evaluation of me is basically 'sharp-nosed and monkey-faced, not like a good person'... Wait, I know! It must be because I was facing away from the light and he couldn't see my face clearly."
Thinking of this, the kidnapper snorted coldly and announced a cruel fact to the weak and helpless unfortunate person in front of him: "You are kidnapped."
——I should cry this time.
He looked down expectantly, only to see that the child seemed to be more certain of something and smiled sweetly: "That's great."
Kidnapper: “???”
In the distance, Vodka, who was eavesdropping, said: "..."
"This kid really has some problems with his brain. Why would he be happy about falling into the hands of a kidnapper? Could it be that he thinks it is an extremely glorious thing to step into Uzo's script personally?"
I was just complaining at first, but when I think of how this kid usually behaves...
Vodka was silent for a moment, then shuddered incomprehensibly.
Apparently, he was not the only one who couldn't understand it. The kidnapper on the other side was also puzzled.
"This is incomprehensible." The kidnapper cursed, "Did you sleep so hard, or have you watched too many TV dramas and think you are some kidnapped hero? - Haha, kid, it's time for me to teach you a lesson about the cruel reality."
As he said this, he stretched out his hand, picked up the strange child, and walked towards the hiding place he and his accomplices had chosen in advance.
After being lifted up like this, Conan finally came back to his senses.
He realized belatedly that although he was not captured by the organization, the current situation did not seem very optimistic.
Thinking of this, he quickly pretended to be a real child, trying to get information while trying to let the kidnappers down by looking helpless. He asked in a panic, "Where are you taking me?"
Vodka, who was eavesdropping, grinned: "..." Fake, too fake! In terms of acting alone, this kid really didn't learn anything from Uzo.
However, a child's appearance is so deceptive.
The kidnapper didn't think as much as Vodka did. Seeing that the child finally had some normal child's reaction, he laughed happily amidst Vodka's sympathy:
"I just came to my senses. Don't worry, kid, uncle is just short of money, and wants to ask your father for a large sum of money. If you stay here honestly, uncle will let you go afterward, but if you dare to make trouble..."
He smiled grimly and fiercely made a gesture of wiping his neck.
Conan cooperated and became "scared", but as he struggled, his black-tech glasses slipped off his nose and fell to the ground.
(End of this chapter)
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