Chapter 2906-2918 [Response]
"...But why would the members of the organization go to the wilderness for no reason?" Conan shook his head, shaking out the strange speculation from his mind, "Maybe I'm overthinking. Besides, I'm not Haibara, how can I sense the aura of any organization?"
…
Having said that, while waiting for the popcorn to be made, Conan couldn't help but whisper to Hattori Heiji behind Jiang Xia's back:
"Come to think of it, we finally didn't run into Vodka and that 'Mr. Yamaguchi' again this time - we ran into them three times in a row, and they were just haunting us. I even suspected that those two guys were deliberately following us."
Hattori Heiji shrugged. "There's nothing to follow for a group of high school students like us. The previous times were probably just coincidences. But you're right just now. The owner of this cafe is indeed a bit strange. While he's out hunting wild boars, let's look around the store - maybe we can find some useful clues."
The two high school students hit it off immediately, avoiding the people in the store, and quietly searched this medium-sized courtyard.
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When the two of them were concentrating on searching.
Deep in the mountains, another sharp pair of eyes were also searching around the courtyard of the cafe.
——Calvados found a suitable spot. He stopped the car, set up the sniper rifle, and looked down at the cafe built in the mountains.
After just one look, he felt something was wrong: "Didn't they say that this coffee shop was deserted? Why are there so many people gathered in the courtyard?"
And if you look closely, you can see two sneaky figures moving around the corridor.
Calvados raised his gun and looked intently through the sniper scope...then he saw two figures, one tall and one short, one black and one white.
“…”
Two names instantly popped into his mind—the son of the chief of the Osaka Police Headquarters, and that annoying brat.
Why did these two guys appear again? They are haunting us!
"Come to think of it, if that jerk elementary school student hadn't found my gun by accident, I wouldn't have lost my weapon even if I was dragged into a murder scene."
"It's all his fault..."
Thinking of this, Calvados clenched his fingers slightly, and he wanted to shoot that damn kid and send him to see God.
But the gun was already lost, and he couldn't get it back even if he killed the two men. And if he really did that, he would only alert the enemy and alert his real target.
As a rational adult, Calvados could only take a deep breath and barely suppressed the urge to shoot: Forbearance. There were only two students, and there were plenty of opportunities to kill them. Compared to these two guys, what was more important now was to complete the mission and return to Tokyo.
"What's wrong?"
Next to him, Vodka noticed the changing expression of his colleague. He picked up the telescope curiously and looked in the direction where Calvados was looking.
Seeing the figures there clearly, Vodka spat out the health tea he had just drunk: "Why are they here again? They are haunting us!"
"..." Calvados glanced at him and asked tentatively, "Didn't you come here to find me?"
Vodka said, "Pah!" "Why would I look for something like this? Do you want to make yourself uncomfortable when you have nothing better to do?"
Calvados looked at him carefully and found that Vodka's disgust and bad luck were very real: it seemed that this suspicious colleague really didn't want to meet those guys in the cafe.
...In other words, he should not have informed on anyone, nor disclosed his whereabouts.
After ruling out his colleague's suspicion, Calvados stopped thinking about it for the time being. He moved the crosshairs, looking for the real mission target.
——No matter how many secrets are behind this pile of troubles, as long as I fire a shot from a distance and kill that Ogura Chihiro, this annoying serial task will be completed.
At that time, he would just leave and return to Tokyo, leaving all these troubles in Osaka, leaving the people who should worry about them to worry.
When I thought about leaving Osaka and returning to Tokyo, the air around me seemed to become sweeter.
but……
"Why can't I see anyone?" Vodka next to him expressed the doubt in Calvados' mind. It was obvious that both of them were eager to "complete this annoying task as soon as possible."
Realizing this, Calvados softened his tone: "Maybe he's in the house. Wait, he can't stay at home all day long."
A sniper must have enough patience, and Calvados was quite qualified in this regard - in previous missions, he would sometimes be on duty for several months. Although no one was taking turns with him this time, a mere one or two days was no problem.
There was even a moment when a thought flashed through Calvados' mind: It would be better if the target waited until these high school students left before going out - it was not that he was afraid of them, but he felt that that group of people were like the god of bad luck, and nothing good would happen to him if he met them.
With this in mind, Calvados readied his gun and watched calmly.
Next to him, another person was not so professional.
The field of view of the telescope is quite narrow, and it is very uncomfortable to look at it for a long time. Soon, Vodka put down the telescope and started to swat mosquitoes.
After a few hits, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. Vodka paused, turned his head warily, and saw someone next to him staring at him suspiciously.
Calvados: "Are you beating the rhythm to send a signal to the outside world?"
Vodka's fist hardened: "..." What a signal! I have said it in my heart eight hundred times, I, Vodka, am not an accomplice of Uzo!
He wanted to retort loudly like this. However, looking at this quiet forest, and the gun in Calvados's hand...
Vodka muttered quietly: "Isn't it that there are always mosquitoes biting me... Forget it, forget it, I won't shoot anymore, you continue to aim."
Calvados looked him over, snorted in disgust, and turned his head away.
Vodka: "......?" What are you humming? Are you scolding me for not having perseverance? But I'm not a professional sniper. I'm just a civilian. I've done my best to follow you in the mountains!
He cursed in his heart and sighed softly:
Fortunately, I usually dress warmly, with only my face exposed, so it is difficult for mosquitoes to find a place to bite.
As he waved his hands to drive away the mosquitoes buzzing around his head, he thought: What if I wear a hood next time I go out? That way, the mosquitoes won't even bite my head.
"No, there won't be a next time. I should solve the problem from the root!" Vodka suddenly came to his senses. "Next time I accept a mission, I must find out who my partner is beforehand. Calvados is a psychopath who is easily contaminated by ouzo. Whoever wants to take the mission can take it!"
(End of this chapter)
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