Conan's I'm really not a model worker in a winery

Chapter 699 Insincere Organization

Shuichi Akai avoided everyone's eyes and ears, even the surveillance equipment, and came to Kita District from Mihua Town. No one knows how he did it, except himself.

Maybe there are also satellites.

However, only he said that he did not want to experience flying in the sky again... Even though it seemed fun to watch various superheroes flying in the sky in the movie, he did not want to experience it again at all.

After all, others take the initiative to fly, while he is passive...

The time now is ten o'clock on the hour.

Shuichi Akai glanced at his watch, could not control his restless mood again, and began to walk in the dusty hall.

He only carried a pistol and his most comfortable shotgun.

"Um?"

Akai Shuichi suddenly seemed to sense something, and suddenly turned his head to the door where the moonlight was shining.

...here it comes!

…

The clouds and fog completely blocked the last bit of stubbornness of the moon, forcing the latter to hide in the snow.

Gin stood in the shadow of the hole less than 200 meters away from the ruins, listening to the nearby sounds all the time. The Beretta was held in his left hand, with the silencer installed, and he was ready to detect suspicious persons.

Be prepared to drive a shuttle.

But it's a pity that Gin has just walked around several nearby alleys twice and found no trace of anyone else.

Not to mention that this place is already inaccessible. The previous bombing of the base caused quite a stir. The few nearby residents also felt that this place was a place of trouble and trouble, so they moved away everything they could...

As for why Gin started taking action at this point?

joke.

When Shuichi Akai said it was twelve o'clock at midnight, it was twelve o'clock at midnight. Are their organizations shameless?

The idea of ​​​​the organizers is very simple: find the people, either kill them or take them away, and that's it.

And the so-called negotiation?

From the moment he received Angostela's call, Gin knew that no one in the organization, from the boss to their own level, paid much attention to the so-called 'talk'.

Negotiation at twelve o'clock, right?

Okay, then they will prepare in advance to surround people and see who wants to talk when the time comes.

but……

None of this has anything to do with gin.

After all, he is just a worker, right?

After comforting himself, Gin took out his cell phone with his right hand and began to ask about the status of other vodkas.

But at this moment, Gin's ears suddenly twitched.

'call out'--

A very slight sound of breaking the air came from the east, that is, the other side of the ruins.

Because of the distance, I couldn't hear it very clearly...but Gin could still tell that it was a gunshot.

And it’s the unique smoothbore sound that comes with a silencer installed on a pistol.

"Are you taking action so soon?"

Gin narrowed his eyes, with a bit of murderous aura coming out of his body, and quickly sent text messages to Vodka and others.

Immediately afterwards, a phone call came in:

"Gin, the target position is three o'clock. My people lost contact there..."

"I've heard the sound." Gin grinned, "Ten o'clock direction."

The call was from Angostela, and Gin never expected that he could use the human wave tactics to eliminate people so neatly.

But Gin is curious, where have the others gone?

Is there really only one Shuichi Akai?

Gin never believed it.

Angostela's voice rose slightly: "Have you heard it? Then what are you writing about? Hurry over and get that silver bullet... into the interrogation room! My people are already on the way to surround me."

It can be heard that what Angostela originally wanted to say was to kill the person quickly...

Gin sneered: "There's nothing wrong with you? It's just that one member can't be contacted. What does that mean? Are you sure how many people are there? There is no ambush around?

Do you believe that traitor’s lie that he came to negotiate with us alone?”

Although he said no, Gin's body moved forward honestly, but he did not stray far away from the safe zone he had planned for himself.

Gin didn't warn Belmode before. He really didn't know what the action plan was on the other side. He just came to a small part of the conclusions through his own reasoning, and most of the rest... he could only wait until it happened.

, then he can prove it.

Therefore, now as a loyal member of the organization, Gin is very worried about the hidden murderous intent in the quiet wilderness of the North District, whether dozens of heavily armed masked men will suddenly jump out of the corners.

"Are you afraid of a chicken? We have a large number of people, are you afraid of the FBI? Oh, you are worried about those masked people, right? Don't worry, as long as you can lure those people out, I will definitely take your ashes... and I will definitely avenge you!

"

Gin: "..." He guessed that part of Angostela's sentence meant that he wanted to spread his ashes?

The two exchanged curses for a few more times before Gin put away his phone with an expressionless expression.

In just one minute, he also detoured from the original ten o'clock direction to the twelve o'clock direction.

At the same time, his aura was completely released, forming a human body detector - as long as there was a living person within twenty meters with Gin as the center, there was no one who could not be hidden.

In a sense, it's better than night vision goggles.

…

"No. 013, reconfirm the six o'clock direction."

"No. 027, watch the intersection at three o'clock..."

"No. 121, the alley in the one o'clock direction...what? Someone is going there? What kind of thing?"

Oh, silver hair? That’s okay.”

On the street next to the original base, a dark car parked carelessly on the side of the road, seemingly not afraid of being noticed.

Angostela was holding a list and chattering into the intercom...

He is actually a little tired now: he has to temporarily mobilize more than a hundred people, and he has to give real-time command. It is definitely not just physical work... because he can't explain the task situation in too much detail, and the people he mobilizes can't be too low-level.

At least you have to have some strong abilities, but this kind of person also has his own ideas.

Now three of Angostela's poor liaisons have been killed for being too naughty and disobeying orders...

After continuing to contact dozens of people under her control, Angostela felt a little dry.

Although the staff have been dispersed to take charge, it is still tiring to take turns with dozens of people at a time.

The members of these organizations are not specialized operators. Some are engaged in intelligence, and some are criminals who have some criminal records, but they are still obeying the arrangements, so the tasks assigned to these people are not too core, and they are at least far away from here.

There are five to six hundred yards, and observation depends entirely on telescopes...

"But, what exactly is the FBI trying to do this time?"

Angostela picked up the phone and sent a text message to her own people, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

They are directly threatening the boss... What are you trying to do?

In other words, what is the person behind the scenes doing?

Do you really think that with the support of a group of masked people of unknown origin, you can be unscrupulous?

That's just right.

He also wanted to see what the people in that organization were capable of!

(End of chapter)