Conan’s Corpse Picker

Although the bullet failed to hit anyone, after it hit the dashboard, it did not know which important line was scratched.

The elevator shook with a bang and stopped on the 47th floor.

…

Opposite the sightseeing elevator, on the roof of the municipal building.

Gin looked at the stopped elevator from a distance with cold eyes. He reached into his arms and quickly took out his cell phone to send an email to the boss.

Next to him, Vodka carefully held up his binoculars and looked at the elevator.

After looking at it for two seconds, he suddenly stopped.

...Why is Uzo still alive and kicking?

"..."

Vodka was worried that his elder brother would be too confident in his shooting skills and miss the target without realizing it. He carefully reminded: "Boss, he is not dead yet."

…Hurry up and take another shot, or you’ll run away! Uzo is so cunning, where can I find him after he runs away?

Gin irritably lit a cigarette while typing.

Feeling the subtle spark in Vodka's words, he sneered coldly, and after calming down, he wanted to understand a lot of things:

"Uzo has the layout diagram of the bomb in his hand. It is not clear that this series of explosions is to force people into the elevator to sniper.

"He arrived at the venue a few hours ago. If it was to save Shirley, he would have let her leave secretly. But now, Uzo deliberately exposed Shirley to our sight and deliberately interrupted... This is right The provocation of my method of execution.”

——That bastard Uzo must have suddenly had an idea after discovering Shirley. He felt that it would be a waste to shoot her to death, so he openly came to snatch her head.

"His so-called 'arts' usually accomplish their tasks, but I don't bother to care about them - but now, he dares to directly interfere with my tasks." Gin bit his cigarette butt with a cold expression, "Stay with those intelligence agents. After a long time, he will indeed become lawless... Without a decent punishment today, I'm afraid he won't take it seriously."

Gin didn't say the rest.

Uzo does not seem to be afraid of death, so there is no need to punish him in this aspect - since Uzo likes assassination missions, let the boss cut off all his mission channels.

Only that adult can do this.

Gin thought rationally: If he just stopped issuing missions, it would be disgusting if Rum took the opportunity to throw out some assassination lists to lure Uzo closer... But if the boss spoke, even Rum would not interfere.

…

Gin quickly explained the current situation in the email, of course, hiding the little factional dispute.

Then press send hard.

Although vodka has a certain mind-reading ability, it is not magical enough to be able to see through Gin's thoughts at a glance.

What's more, the surrounding sky is dim now, making it difficult to observe expressions.

So he only heard Gin say "there must be punishment".

Then I waited for a long time and didn't get the next step.

Vodka: "..." Big brother?

I am hesitating whether to continue risking the fire.

At this time, Vodka glanced out of the corner of his eye and suddenly felt that something was not right.

He turned his head quickly and saw a dark head sticking out from behind the billboard on the roof of the building.

——There is a cat taking a peek here.

Seven or eight meters away, in the dim light, the cat's eyes were like two green stars, staring straight at the gun in Gin's hand.

Realizing that Vodka was looking at him, the cat tilted his head and his eyes quickly fell on Vodka.

Vodka: "..." It turns out to be just a wild cat.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand angrily, and made a driving movement from the air.

The cat blinked and looked at him, then suddenly jumped off the billboard and ran over.

Vodka: "...?"

...This cat must be used to eating and thinking that I just waved to invite it to eat!

Vodka was trying to scare the bold cat away with his voice.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw the cat's colors clearly.

——Black cat, white paws.

Other than that, there's no color at all.

Vodka was startled, feeling that he had seen a cat of the same style a while ago, and it was about the same size...

etc? !

Vodka suddenly remembered:

Isn't this the same bastard cat that used to take advantage of him while he was doing business, seize his driver's seat, and shamelessly blinded Brother Gin's eyes, causing him to suddenly scold him as "worse than a cat"!

...Why is it so haunting? !

…

Vodka thought of these unpleasant past events and stared at the cat on the dark clouds and snow. Like a serious cadre, he pushed up the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

The lenses flashed with a reflection, covering up the trace of murderous intent in Vodka's eyes.

However, as a man who had survived in the organization for so many years and experienced countless storms, Vodka did not take action immediately.

He stared at the cat approaching arrogantly with complicated emotions: "..."

Although the color and size are the same, they may not actually be the same cat - after all, Vodka has never studied the cat's appearance carefully. In his eyes, apart from the coat color, all cats actually look the same.

Vodka: "..." Moreover, he failed to kill Shirley just now, which means it is still mission time.

The cat is not as easy to catch as expected. What if I mess up the task in order to catch the cat? Although the cat cannot escape disaster, he will also be scolded as inferior to a cat, and may even receive bullets from his elder brother... How can the status of his vodka be the same as that of a mere cat! This is a shame!

…

When struggling with vodka.

After Gin sent the email, he suddenly felt something approaching.

He was in a bad mood, so when he turned around to look, he took out a gun from his arms and fired back.

"Bang -" a gunshot rang out.

When the echo hit the ground, Gin turned around completely.

Upon closer inspection, there was no blood splattered from the shooting location, and no suspicious person fell to the ground.

After briefly wondering for 0.1 seconds, Gin lowered his gaze and suddenly found four strange white claws standing directly below the bullet path.

...No, if you look closely, you can see there is a black cat on the paw.

A familiar looking cat walking on dark clouds and snow.

…

The cat felt the bullets passing by from above and was stunned for a moment. His steps froze and his raised paws paused temporarily.

It raised its head and looked at Gin. After a moment of pause, it found that Gin did not continue to beat the cat with bullets frantically, so it gave up on Plan B of "rush to a dark corner, transform into a leopard and then kill back" and continued to move tentatively. .

Gin stared at the familiar cat and watched it approach with a cold eye.

After a few steps, he suddenly noticed that the cat seemed to be holding something in its mouth, as if it was about to come over and give it to him.

"..."

Gin still remembered this magical cat who had a unique way of fighting, and could attack its own kind with somersaults and knives.

It just so happens that "that adult" hasn't replied yet, so he's just idle...

So he didn't stop the cat from approaching. He bent down and took out the note it had brought.