Chapter 2693 2705 [Gin's Different Dimensional Pocket]
What was originally a clueless mission suddenly became clear after the chance encounter with Jiang Xia.
The two police officers were feeling a lot more relaxed as they lamented their good luck today. They chatted with the high school students for a few more words, then went to their respective bunks, packed their bags and prepared to rest.
Seeing them disperse, a figure in the berth a few meters away silently withdrew his gaze and completely closed the curtain that had only a small gap left.
Gin lay back on the berth, thinking of the funny scene of Conan rushing to the wooden box just now: "..." Although it was a bit of an exaggeration, this kid's vigilance was much stronger than Uzo... But on the other hand, the twisted doll in the wooden box might have been stuffed in by Uzo after it was broken. He knew what was inside, so he was not nervous when opening the box, which seemed to be in line with his upright detective image.
But then again…
Why was this guy on the same train with him?
When Gin first discovered that Maya Hashimoto was in the car, he had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but he didn't want to cause trouble, so he endured it for the time being.
Unexpectedly, two plainclothes policemen also got on the car soon. After a while, Wuzo and his followers appeared happily.
These people who gathered together inexplicably made Gin's alarm bells ring, as if he saw some daring guy diligently laying the stage under his feet.
He didn't believe that this was a pure "chance encounter", so after a brief moment of consideration, Gin immediately gave up the "pretending to be away" approach. He took out his phone and opened his email.
Although there was no evidence, he always felt that Uzo knew he was on the train.
At a time like this, if he reduced his presence like Vodka did and took a gamble not to be discovered by Uzo, then that would be exactly what Uzo wanted - in this way, the little bastard would definitely let go and use his colleagues as stage props, and then when someone put a gun to his forehead and questioned him, he would say something innocently like "You were here too, why didn't you tell me earlier? If you had told me earlier, this wouldn't have happened. It's all your fault" which would raise people's blood pressure.
...Instead of having a murderous scene, it is better to make the situation clear from the beginning - only "actors" who know the director's existence and will forcibly intervene can truly jump out of the stage and, in a relatively equal capacity, make that guy restrain himself.
Thinking of this, Gin wrote the email and sent the questioning message while there was still a signal nearby.
Not long after, the phone buzzed and received a reply:
[You are on this train too? What a coincidence.
Although you may not believe it, I swear on Vodka's life that this is really just a pure coincidence.
As for your task, you can do it with confidence. Although everything in the car has nothing to do with me, I will try my best to help you complete the task - this is the responsibility and obligation of an organization member, so don't thank me.]
Gin: “…”
Although he had already guessed what kind of nonsense this guy would reply, but now seeing the text that was as thick as a non-stick pan, he couldn't help but his eyes twitched slightly, and murderous intent quietly surged in his heart.
Of course, he didn't believe a word of what was in the email: What happened in the car had nothing to do with Wu Zuo? -- Not to mention that so many people related to Jiangxia "coincidentally" got together, just the unusual threatening letter... The way of stuffing the puppet into the mechanism box was almost exactly the same as the way Wu Zuo stuffed the child into the handbag. With the ironclad evidence in front of him, he still said it wasn't him?
Just as he was thinking about it, as if he had guessed what he was thinking, his phone vibrated again and a second email came in.
[It really wasn’t me.
But if you are curious, the mastermind behind all this will soon appear before you.]
“…”
Although this also looked like nonsense, the content of the words still made Gin's breathing instinctively pause.
Just then, he heard a series of dragging footsteps mixed in with the sound of the train, and stopped next to his berth through the heavy curtains hanging from above.
"..." Gin silently stood up and looked at the car curtain. His other hand quietly grasped the gun, then changed to a knife, and finally changed to a silent stun gun.
Mist Tengu, who was squeezed in his berth and trying hard to get rid of the murderous aura, looked at this scene and couldn't help but exclaimed: This person is not only full of murderous aura, but also has a lot of things in his pockets.
However, compared to murderous aura, these mundane objects are not so attractive to the ghost fetus. Soon, Kiri Tengu turned his head and looked expectantly at the slightly moving curtain - similar to Gin who was full of alcohol and murderous aura, the man outside was also surrounded by murderous aura. And according to the experience of being a ghost for many years... many months, when these people with a lot of murderous aura collide with each other, they will often suddenly produce more murderous aura.
Under Mist Tengu's expectant gaze, the gap in the curtain opened and a beautiful red rose came in.
The person outside did not show up. After delivering the flowers, he turned around and left, leaving the shop without stopping.
Mist Tengu: “…”
Such a cautious human being, with a very sharp intuition... Or was it that Gin's murderous intent was so strong that it was noticed by others?
While thinking, it continued to take action, trying to use physical means to reduce the murderous aura in Gin and increase the possibility of a meeting between the two murderous masters.
…
Another bunk not far away.
Jiang Xia was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone. Suddenly, he stopped and turned to look at the curtain.
As soon as my eyes fell on it, I saw a hand wearing a white glove reaching in. Then, a voice with a subtle electronic texture sounded: "Please accept this rose as red as blood."
The empty hand suddenly opened, and what appeared in the hand was not the rose he mentioned, but a playing card with a rose pattern printed on it.
Jiang Xia sat up and stared at the hand with great interest.
The hand in the white glove paused for a moment, but soon it started moving again: the cards disappeared, and only a bright red rose remained in the hand.
Jiang Xia clapped his hands: "What a wonderful magic trick."
The magician outside seemed to enjoy the praise and wanted to catch a glimpse of the face of the master connoisseur in the berth, so he pulled open the curtain.
A pale face appeared in front of Jiang Xia. The man wore a blank mask with very little decoration, a dark robe, and a hat on his head. Under the brim of the hat, a red one-piece scarf was wrapped around his neck, covering every inch of his skin.
The magician, who was covered tightly, glanced at the audience in front of him and said with a smile: "Please accept this rose."
Jiang Xia took the flower, and the magician turned and left, dragging his robe. In a similar way, he gave the flower to Hashimoto Maya next to him.
(End of this chapter)
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