Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

Takatori Takeo pointed the way.

Chi Feichi speeded up the car and drove towards the Ds area.

As we moved forward, the high-rise buildings on both sides of the main road gradually disappeared, and the number of houses with two or three floors increased.

There were few people along the way, and there were very few lighted windows in the building.

"Didi—"

A patrol car came up from behind with two men in police uniforms sitting in it.

The policeman in the passenger seat turned his head to look at Chi Feichi and shouted, "Hi, sir! Haven't you been in Boston not long ago?"

Takatori Yannan immediately became vigilant.

"Yes, I haven't been here for long." Chi Feichi replied calmly.

Takatori Yannan's mouth twitched slightly.

When I talked to Thomas Syndora before, the boss spoke standard British English, not a London accent, but a bit of an accent.

Come out with a different face, talking to other people is actually standard American English, with a little accent from the northern part of the United States...

Great, his drama boss!

"The front is the Ds area, don't drive any further!" The policeman reminded loudly, "It's not a good choice to go there at night, of course, it is also during the day."

"Thank you for the reminder, but our destination must go through there." Chi Feichi said.

"Okay," the police uncle shrugged helplessly, "There are no surveillance cameras at the intersection over there. You don't have to stop at the traffic lights, and you can't stop. Just drive over as fast as you can, or you will regret it! Good luck!"

The police car sped up, turned at the intersection ahead, and went elsewhere.

The car behind still went straight and drove into the front street.

There are more and more abandoned empty houses on the street. Under the street lamps, the concrete exterior walls of the walls are full of footprints, scratches, and messy graffiti painted with paint.

Violent music and cheering shouts could be faintly heard in the distance.

"They seem to be holding some kind of carnival..." Yan Nan Takatori laughed, lowered the window of the car, and lit a cigarette, "I can finally be a bodyguard for a while!"

In this kind of area, the result is the same as if the car door is not locked, and the muzzle may come in when the car is parked temporarily.

But without opening the window, how could he poke the gun out?

He doesn't want to smash the window of the scooter. He probably needs to use this car during this period of time. If the window is broken, they have to find a place to repair, pick up the car, and check the car... It will cause trouble for the boss and him .

Chi Feichi paid attention to those graffiti walls from the corner of his eyes. This kind of scene, like the scene in the GTA game, made him want to drive a car or shoot someone with a gun.

Ahead, the traffic light at the intersection jumped to a red light.

Realizing that the speed of the car slowed down, Takatori Yannan silently held the gun in his hand.

On both sides of the road, elderly people lay on the street corner and fell asleep.

A boy who looked fifteen or sixteen years old was wrapped in an old overcoat, sitting in a corner, seemed to be awakened by the car, rubbed his eyes, and glanced at the car.

The two men holding wine bottles crossed their shoulders and staggered over, muttering something from time to time.

A stocky woman sat under a telephone pole by the roadside, with curly short hair shaking, rubbing her head against the pole from time to time, laughing twice, looking delirious.

The car stopped without a large group of people rushing out to stop the car.

Tens of seconds later, the green light turned on, and the car drove out again, all the way forward.

Takatori Yannan looked in the rearview mirror and found that the boy sitting by the wall took out his mobile phone and called, "Boss..."

"I see." Chi Feichi said, slowing down the speed of the car, "Get ready, if necessary, kill chickens to scare monkeys, we need a few monkeys to do things."

About five minutes later, the speed of the car slowed down a little, and it was 'unfortunately' to encounter a red light again.

Stop and start again.

Not long after the car was driving, a pile of billboards, old tables and chairs were placed across the road ahead.

Chi Feichi saw it from afar and slowed down.

"Hohohoho~!"

"Boy Magna didn't lie to us, a good car worth more than 100,000 dollars, it's really great!"

"It's such an annoying face, I want to kill them!"

A group of people yelled strangely and rushed out from the side street, waving guns, sticks, and long knives in their hands.

The man rushing to the front was holding a low-quality Glock pistol, and sprayed obscenities excitedly, "Okay, you two stupid pigs, get out of the car quickly, obediently leave your money and this car behind! "

"Teach him how to speak." Chi Feichi said calmly.

Takatori Yannan's gun in his right hand suddenly stuck out of the window, and joked, "I think we should teach them how to use a gun!"

"Whoo, whoo, whoo..."

Flames flared from the muzzle with the silencer installed.

The man who was speaking obscenities suddenly fell to the ground, tripping the people behind him.

Two other men with guns were shot in the wrists and the guns were thrown out of their hands.

"call out--!"

Takatori Yannan aimed at the gun that had fallen to the ground, and pulled the trigger. A bullet snapped the trigger of the gun.

Immediately afterwards, Takatori Geno calmly aimed at the gun that was thrown into the air and was about to fall to the ground.

"Snapped!"

A bullet flew out, knocking the gun out, making it impossible to see clearly under the dim streetlights, but a black spot that fell to the ground also proved that the trigger of the gun was also broken.

"You are not a tutorial." Chi Feichi said involuntarily.

What a show!

Takatori Yannan smiled, "It seems a little difficult for them."

Outside the car, the rushing crowd froze for a moment, but the blood on the ground seemed to stimulate some people's animal nature even more.

"Fuck!!!"

A man in a loose T-shirt roared, stood up with a hideous face, and reached into his coat.

"killed."

Chi Feichi's voice was awe-inspiring and cold.

Takato Yannan didn't talk nonsense and pulled the trigger.

The guns in his hand are all aimed at these people, and this person is only thinking of taking a gun now, is it because he doesn't exist?

It looks like IQ is not online...

The man who was about to take the gun had a blood hole on his face, and after a moment of stiffness, he fell backwards.

At the same time, a gun protruded from the driver's side window.

Chi Feichi didn't look any further and pulled the trigger.

"call out--"

Flames shot out, and a man who touched the outside of the driver's seat fell to the ground, leaving several blood spots on the back of the white left hand holding the gun.

Takatori Yannan noticed it out of the corner of his eye, and didn't look too much.

This group of people also know how to sneak attack, but it's hard to think about sneaking around and attacking his boss.

It still looks like IQ is not online...

A group of people stopped not far from the car and didn't dare to move. They were stunned for a moment before someone cursed and started to run.

"Stop it, call someone over, I need to find them." Chi Feichi said.

Takatori Yannan understood, changed the magazine, fired two shots at the legs of the two fastest runners, and shouted, "If someone runs again, I will aim at your heads next time!"

The two unlucky guys fell to the ground, hugging their bloody legs and moaning.

Others did not dare to run again.

They know very well that they have encountered a lot of trouble tonight!

"The one in red is you, come here!" Takatori Yannan casually appointed a young man who seemed to be quite smart.

Chi Feichi wiped the blood spots on the back of his hand with a paper towel, threw the paper out of the window, and waited for the man to walk to Takatori Yannan's car window at a slow speed, before saying in a hoarse voice, "Do you know Wayne?" - Walkley?"

The man in red was pointed at by Takatori Yan Nan's gun, swallowed nervously, "Yes... I know, he has a barber shop, and the goods there are very good, in fact, that area is quieter than here, after all, he is still If you want to do business, if you want to find him, you should go through another street..."

"Call him." Chi Feichi interrupted with a hiss.

"Uh...Okay!" The man in red stretched out his hand to get the phone, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Takatori Gennan aiming his gun, paused, and said cautiously, "I want to get the phone now, please don't be impulsive."

"Hurry up!" Takatori Yannan urged with black lines.

Even if this man took out a gun, he could kill the opponent several times before aiming at him.

"Okay..." The man in red took out a mobile phone and made a call.

"Turn on the hands-free." Chi Feichi said.

The man in red pressed the speakerphone.

The phone rang for a while and was picked up.

The sound of heavy metal music over there gradually became lighter, but the noisy human voice did not diminish at all.

The man roared violently, "Asshole! Damn it! Why are you calling me at this time? If there is nothing important, you are dead!"

"Wayne," Chi Feichi said in a hoarse voice, in a calm tone, "The Bank of Art Street in the TJ District hoards more than 100 million cash in old banknotes every time..."

The person over there paused, "Who are you? Why are you telling me this?"

"Make a deal. I'll provide the guns, ammunition and information, and you will provide the manpower," Chi Feichi continued. "After the completion, no matter how much you have in the end, I want 70%."

"Seventy percent?" The man on the other side of the phone seemed to be walking away, and the sound of the music behind him became softer, "We are the ones taking the risk, buddy!"

"If you don't do it, I can go find someone else." Chi Feichi interrupted.

"Don't worry, we can have a good talk. What kind of gun can you provide? How much?"

"That depends on how much you need, as well as information such as the time when the security defense is the most lax, the specific number of security guards, the car, the password breaker for the vault gate, the traffic conditions on the road section of the day, and the safe evacuation route..." Chi Feichi Leaning over, he took the mobile phone from the man in red, "You can think again, contact this number within two days, and give me an answer."

"drop."

The phone was hung up immediately.

Chi Feichi handed the phone to Yan Nan Takatori, and drove away.

The man in red stretched out his hand and was stunned.

this……

Even snatching his broken mobile phone? !

After leaving, Chi Feichi didn't stop, and drove over regardless of the red or green lights, "Use this mobile phone to contact the transaction partner."

Takatori Yannan was taken aback, well, he understands.

If they use their own mobile phones to contact the trader, they may be traced according to the phone card, and it is inconvenient to send text messages or wait for the trader's call when using a public phone.

what to do?

Use someone else's phone!

Nowhere is this more appropriate than the cell phones of the crowd in the Ds area.

If someone traces it down, they will only find a phone card sales point in the Ds area.

And the counterparty of the transaction has done something bad on his own, so he would definitely not dare to use the police to investigate with great fanfare. If someone else is hired to investigate... To be honest, there are not many people who dare to enter the Ds area to investigate. It's not easy to investigate these in the Ds area.

People in the Ds area will not sit down and talk with anyone, unless they kill two people neatly first, calm them down, and distinguish whether they are lying and bragging, and then prevent them from suddenly violently attacking you one time.

Even if the man in red was found in the end, the man in red would have confessed the appearance of the two of them. They both changed their faces, and by the time the other party found clues, they would have disappeared long ago.

What's more, the mobile phones of this group of people in the Ds area may not have been bought by themselves, they may have been snatched from the unlucky ghosts passing by.

If those traders really want to investigate, they will only investigate farther and farther in the end...