Chapter 702: Come and see the new weapons. Please vote for me o(〃'▽'〃)o
Vodka felt a chill down his spine, sensing that Uzo's words had a hidden meaning.
If I remember correctly, a few days ago, when he was on vacation, he unfortunately wandered into Uzo's serial murder set, and even confronted Bourbon with a gun. However, the confrontation lasted less than a second before Bourbon shot his gun away.
Vodka: "..." Hiss, now that he looked back, he realized that he had walked by the Styx - he almost got fooled, luckily he was not good enough. Otherwise, if the two sides were evenly matched, even if Bourbon was worried that Vodka was a cadre and didn't want to kill him directly, the situation would be difficult to hold back.
By then, if Bourbon died, Uzo's small goal of "killing Bourbon" would be achieved, and if Bourbon didn't die, he would be involved in a lot of trouble because of shooting Vodka, and he might even be killed by the organization to silence him because he was facing arrest... Vodka thought of the scene of his body wrapped in white cloth, and shuddered silently, and instinctively moved forward a little, away from Uzo.
He had just moved a centimeter secretly when he heard someone in the back row briefly sharing the same thoughts as him.
Uzo continued with a sigh of regret, "Bourbon is indeed quite powerful. But in those days, if I had someone who could match him in terms of fighting power..."
As Jiang Xia spoke, his eyes instinctively fell on the passenger seat, where the long-lost murderous aura of a liquor license lingered.
Although there was a lot of murderous aura of gin stored in the printed space, the appeal of stockpiling and freshly picked goods was somewhat different. In an instant, Jiang Xia suddenly understood those people who were greedy while eating from the bowl.
Gin was listening to him reviewing his experience, and as he listened, he felt that something was not right.
He glanced up at the rearview mirror and saw Uzo staring at his back in the back row, his eyes vaguely filled with desire.
“…”
Gin recalled Jiang Xia's wish just now - "I want someone of equal strength to use as a tool to kill Bourbon", his forehead jumped, and he pointed the muzzle of the gun back quietly: "Put away your thoughts."
…While giving the warning, Gin subconsciously examined his own heart.
He really didn't like Bourbon, but he would never take the initiative to kill any useful organization cadre, unless Bourbon's identity was exposed, he was about to be arrested, or he betrayed the organization.
Well, the thinking is clear, no different from before.
Apparently, Uzo didn't use his mind-twisting tricks on himself... at least not in the case of Bourbon.
Jiang Xia looked at the familiar muzzle of the gun, admiring the hard work of the ghosts picking up the murderous aura. At the same time, facing Gin's request, he said with a slightly surprised tone: "I didn't think about anything just now."
Gin stared at him for a while, but couldn't see any flaws. He snorted coldly and slowly put away his gun: "You'd better."
Jiang Xia was quiet for a short while.
Then he quickly came back and brought the topic back to business:
"By the way, I picked up another 100 million in Gunma Prefecture. It was the same as always. Two robbers had an internal conflict, one killed the other, and the surviving one unfortunately died suddenly. However, the serial numbers of these money seem to have been tracked by the police."
Gin glanced at him and his mood improved. It seemed that Uzo was not just playing those boring tests and counter-tests with Bourbon this time, but he actually remembered some serious business.
He nodded: "The number doesn't matter, the finance department will handle those issues..." So what about the money?
Vodka originally wanted to continue pretending to be dead and pretend to be a shadow that could only drive.
But he noticed that Gin looked over here. Now, with such a down-to-earth matter, he couldn't let the boss lose face...
Vodka cleared his throat and took the initiative to speak, his tone calm and slightly oppressive: "Where is the money?"
"It's not convenient for me to take the 100 million from Gunma Prefecture with me. I've buried it in the ground. I'll draw a treasure map for you when the time comes. As for the 100 million I picked up a week ago..." Jiang Xia moved towards the window and looked out. "We're almost there. Let's stop for a moment."
Vodka instinctively slowed down the car and braked.
After braking, I remembered that I was not Wuzo's driver, so why should I listen to him.
"..."But it stopped...
Vodka's foot was on the accelerator, itching to move, but after thinking it over, he didn't dare to drive away again.
He stole a glance at Gin.
Seeing that his eldest brother didn't seem to object, Vodka, like the other two people in the car, looked out the window as if nothing had happened, pretending that they had not had any mental activities just now.
"There, 100 million yen."
Jiang Xia tapped on the window twice with his fingertips and pointed towards a coffee shop in the distance.
Its presence is very obvious in a demolished building: "The one with black natural curls in the southernmost window - see it? It should be easy to find."
Vodka: “…”
Gin: “…”
If I'm not mistaken, that's a person...
Oh, looking closely, there was indeed a bulging briefcase on the window seat next to the man in black.
Gin hesitated for a moment, suspecting that Uzo had tricked a passerby into delivering the goods for him.
According to past experience, perhaps that "passerby" happened to be the target of a mission of the organization... But recently, he hasn't given Wuzo an assassination list. Could it be that someone took advantage of the situation?
Gin's heart moved, and Rum's shrewd face flashed through his mind. Although the second-in-command of this organization and Uzo didn't have much in common, Rum's subordinate Bourbon definitely had a lot in common with Uzo. This group of intelligence agents always had a bit of cunning in their actions, and Gin couldn't help but think too much.
At this time, their car had just circled onto a bridge.
Looking down from here, it is indeed as Jiang Xia said, the "natural curly man in black" by the window is very easy to find. The cold light of the cafe shines on the man in black, like a standing light shining on the treasures in the center of the display case, protruding and eye-catching.
But seeing the person doesn’t mean you can see his face clearly because the distance is quite far.
Gin raised his hand.
Vodka understood immediately and respectfully handed over the telescope.
Gin looked towards the coffee shop and carefully identified the face. Then he found that it was a completely unfamiliar face. It was not on any recent assassination list.
While he was thinking about the various information in his mind, at this moment, the person in the cafe suddenly turned his head, looked at the bridge through the floor-to-ceiling window, and happened to meet Gin's eyes.
Logically, one party was sitting in a bright coffee shop, and the other was sitting in a dark car in the suburbs. The man in black could hardly see the car, let alone the people.
But now...
It was hard to tell if they were really looking at each other or if it was just a coincidence. But Gin's whole body tensed up reflexively, and he lifted his Beretta, which he always carried with him, to the window, silently aiming in that direction, his body filled with murderous intent.
The brief contact through the air was fleeting.
The next second, the man in black in the cafe lowered his head and continued to stir the drink of unknown ingredients in his hand, as if he was just casually looking out the window and saw nothing.
(End of this chapter)
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