Conan’s Corpse Picker

Jiang Xia looked at Vodka expectantly, hoping that he would show some murderous intent like before.

But no.

The smell of alcohol next to him became more murderous - Vodka shuddered just now and almost drove the car into the ditch on the roadside. It was as if what Jiang Xia put on his head was not his hand, but something like an iron-blooded meat grinder. .

…

In the co-pilot, Gin actually didn't want to deal with this level of infighting.

He also discovered Uzo's intermittent interest in vodka at that time, but at present, it seems that Uzo is not serious about murdering Vodka. He probably just thinks that Vodka's surprise is more interesting, so he scares him...

However, Vodka is his most direct subordinate after all. And if this continues, the car may really fall into the river.

Gin exhaled a puff of smoke and said impatiently: "Take your hands away."

"Yeah." Jiang Xia responded while ruffling two more handfuls of the vodka hat without giving up. This cadre is obviously not strong, so why is he so cautious, and only risks murderous intent towards the vest... Speaking of which, when Vodka and the boss confronted each other last time, he was obviously driven by the desire to survive and counterattack, and he popped out some vanilla ice cream... Could it be that now that Gin is supporting him, Vodka feels that he can't die?

After Gin issued the order, he waited for a second and found that the car was still trembling on the road and running on the S line. Uzo's hand still rested on Vodka's head reluctantly.

"..." Gin's forehead jumped, and he realized that talking nicely was useless. Beretta pointed the muzzle of his gun towards the back row and said in a deep voice, "I said, stop...!"

A hand suddenly pressed on the slide of his pistol and pushed it back, leaving the gun in a state where it could not be fired. Following this force, the muzzle of the gun originally pointed at Jiang Xia was also pushed up. Then the hand naturally slid down, grasped the handle and palm of Gin's gun, and fixed the gun at an upward angle.

Gin's instinct was to pull away, but he couldn't get out. His eyes suddenly darkened, and his free right hand crossed his waist. There was another gun in his hand. He suddenly raised his hand and flicked it, and the sleeve clicked and loaded under the inertia. The muzzle of the gun was raised again, pointing backward.

Matsuda Jinpei was keenly aware of the movement of Gin's right hand. His eyes moved and he tried to stop him again.

But just as his free hand was halfway up, Jiang Xia suddenly pressed down on his arm and intercepted his hand that was reaching out. At the same time, he used some force to push the entire puppet to the side.

boom--

Huge gunshots exploded inside the car, and the bullets flew out with terrifying kinetic energy, hitting the specially treated rear window and creating a ripple-like crack. Then silence returned to the car.

After a second, Jiang Xia's faint voice sounded: "Don't be impulsive, impulsive is the devil. This is just a small misunderstanding..."

Although there were no humanoid Sayas in this car, none of the people present were Zhan Wuzhao.

At the time of the incident, except for Vodka, whose attention was still on his hat, the other three people's reactions were not slow. It's hard to tell who is faster in the second gun battle just now, Gin or Matsuda Jinpei. But in short, due to the intervention of a third-party peace force, this brief confrontation did not turn the interview into a fight for the time being.

"He has just arrived and is not used to our usual speaking style."

Jiang Xia pulled Matsuda Jinpei's other hand off the Beretta, allowing Gin to have two free guns. At the same time, he sighed and explained while not forgetting to include private goods: "After all, I He doesn’t have a gun, and he didn’t point a gun at him when he was talking about business. He doesn’t understand our organizational culture..."

With that said, Jiang Xia glanced at Matsuda Jinpei.

Just now, he saw a strange expectation shining in this ghost's eyes. But obviously, now, that expectation has been dashed.

…

Everyone has a desire to collect, and ghosts are no different.

——Matsuda Jinpei is not really afraid of gin. This is not only because of the natural hostility between the police and criminals, but also because of the instinctive love of cooks.

So just now, with the sound of water gurgling in his mind, Matsuda Jinpei saw Gin suddenly raise his gun back, and it was not aimed at him, but at Jiang Xia. The ghost suddenly remembered that the master of the psychic medium was actually There is also a Plan C - when things get out of hand, capture Gin and use it as a murderous perpetual motion machine.

Matsuda Jinpei remembered that in Jiang Xia's plan, PlanA was "Xitu" who passed the interview and successfully sneaked into the organization;

Plan B was "Xi Tu" who was shot "to death", pretended to be dead and was disposed of as a "corpse", and then became a peripheral member of the organization until he became an official junior with the secret support of Uzo.

As for Plan C... this was actually not a complete plan. Jiang Xia only verbally expressed his expectations for the source of alcoholic murderous aura in his collection.

Regardless of Plan A or Plan B, the one targeted by Gin should be "Xitu", a vest that can be remade even after death.

Therefore, in Matsuda Jinpei's simple thinking: when the gloomy boss points his gun at Jiang Xia and "Jiang Xia's body is killed" is about to happen, it means that both plans, Plan A and Plan B, fail at the same time.

So just now, when he realized that danger was approaching, Matsuda Jinpei had a flash of inspiration and suddenly felt that this might be the perfect time to launch PlanC. He did not reject this unexpected plan, but was actually a little happy. However……

"..." At present, it seems that the master of the psychic medium does not think so.

Matsuda Jinpei pushed up his sunglasses in shame, feeling that he was outclassed by vanilla ice cream in interpreting his boss's thoughts.

…

Jiang Xia pressed his ears, which were numb from the sound of gunshots, and glanced at Gin again. He felt that the conversation seemed to have broken down now, but it was not completely broken.

——Gin just fired that shot in almost self-defense, and didn't continue after that.

And now, if you take a closer look, although Gin is so obsessed with the high-end murderous aura that he can't even see his face clearly, his actions don't have the intention of killing "Xitu"... Getting up, Jiang Xia suddenly thought that "Xitu" has not yet joined the organization. It is completely his own subordinate and has nothing to do with Gin. Moreover, just now, it did not show too obvious attack intentions and was just purely defensive. .

... Putting yourself into the perspective of the interviewer, from a rational point of view, this is definitely a qualified subordinate.

Maybe Gin is suffering from the spirit of professionalism and feels that Xitu is actually okay?

With this in mind, Jiang Xia tentatively stretched out his hand, pushed Matsuda Jinpei back down again as he hesitated to sit up, and pushed him into the blind spot behind the seat.

After completely losing sight of Matsuda Jinpei's head, Gin did not do anything inelegant, such as "turning around and lying on the chair and continuing to aim."

He sneered coldly and slowly put away the gun: "This 'sharp blade' of yours is loyal, but it's a pity that you are so indifferent. People like this usually don't live long."