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Chapter 955: Please turn on the microphone to communicate...(2/2)

I saw some cold sweat on Chianti's forehead, and he raised his hand to turn on the headset.

Gin's cold voice came from the other side.

"Chianti, let me forgive you first for today."

"But from now on, you have to be more careful in what you say and do..."

Gin's words were brief, but they made Chianti feel a chill all over his body.

Gin's stance in his first sentence was to show that he would not protect Belmod.

But the second sentence also clearly expressed that he didn't want it to happen again, otherwise he would report it to "that adult."

Although Gin is not biased towards Belmod, he is absolutely loyal to that Lord.

From that adult's point of view, if the life of the woman he likes is in danger, Gin will not just sit idly by.

This is Gin's position.

"I see……"

"Let's get to work."

After ending the call, Chianti said no more, picked up the suitcase and left in silence with Cohen in the other direction.

Qin Zhibo was a little disappointed. He originally thought that he could use this opportunity to stir up internal strife in the organization and make more contributions.

That’s the result? A verbal warning?

But judging from the situation just now, the organization is not a monolithic entity. It should often happen that someone is dissatisfied with another person.

Even people like Gin don't care about team building. It doesn't matter if a code member wants to kill another code member, as long as the mission can be completed.

This does leave a chance for good people...

After thinking about it, Qin Zhibo turned and walked towards his sniping position.



Cupido Park, parking lot.

Conan and Haiyuan Ai are still guarding Qin Zhibo's car, never leaving.

They had to see who Qin Zhibo was going to contact today to exchange information about the "organization".

But after waiting for more than an hour, not even a ghost was found.

"What's going on? It took so long?"

Conan gritted his teeth and felt a little anxious.

The "delicious" information is right in front of you, but you don't know when you can "eat" it.

He didn't dare to get too close, but with Qin Zhibo's incredible observation skills, he found that he was very easy.

"Is it possible that Qin Zhibo has left? Is that an empty car?"

Hui Yuan Ai squatted beside him and asked indifferently.

Conan shook his head, "It's impossible. The signal showed that the guy was in the car... He would never forget to take his wallet."

Conan pressed the switch on the glasses leg and checked the position of the red dot again. Sure enough, it was still the same as before.

"Then it could be that he has discovered that you are following him a long time ago?" Haihara Ai made another guess.

Regarding this conjecture, Conan has some recognition in his heart.

With Qin Zhibo's ability, he can always do things that are beyond the understanding of ordinary people.

"Let's take another look..."

Conan isn't going to give up yet, it's just a competition to see who is more patient.

Next to her, Haihara Ai had already felt a little bored and had turned her attention elsewhere. However, her mind couldn't help but think of what the "charlatan" said just now.

elder sister……

Suddenly, her eyes caught sight of a black car slowly driving in from the entrance of the parking lot.

The streamlined retro body is highly recognizable and artistic, and the pure black paint symbolizes the most fearful nightmare deep in her heart.

It's a Porsche 356A!

"Kudo..."

Conan was looking at Qin Zhibo's car in front of him intently. He was gently pulled by Hui Yuan Ai behind him, and he could only turn around and ask impatiently.

"What's wrong? If you feel bored, just go back to Dr. Ali first. When I get the information, I will tell you everything."

This is a lie, Conan must have picked up what he can tell.

But he didn't expect that what Haiyuan Ai wanted to say was another thing.

"Look over there..."

Conan followed Haihara Ai's line of sight and saw a black streamlined car slowly weaving through the crowd of cars, and finally parked into an empty parking space on the other side of the parking lot.

Conan, who had developed PTSD even with Porsche, immediately widened his eyes and recognized it at a glance as Gin's favorite car, a Porsche 356A.

"Gin!"

Conan was surprised, his heart rate soared to 120, and the evil and majestic figures of Gin and Vodka automatically appeared in his mind.

Why are they here?

Could it be...

Conan looked horrified and immediately thought of the worst guess.

Ginjiu has discovered that Qin Zhibo and his contacts are secretly investigating the organization, and they are here to silence him!

Realizing this, Conan left Haibara Ai behind and hurriedly ran to the lawn next to him. He followed the gap between the vehicles and stared nervously at the Porsche 356A opposite.

The black Porsche was parked there, but it was just parked. The engine had been turned off, but no one got out of the car.

This further confirmed Conan's suspicion.

They made a special trip to the meeting place to wait for the contact person to appear, and then silenced those who knew about it.

Qin Zhibo is in danger!

Conan thought for a moment, everything else was secondary, and the top priority now was to remind Qin Zhibo.

But Gin Jiu's car and Qin Zhibo's car were parked almost opposite each other.

Since Gin Jiu was here to silence him, he must have been keeping an eye on Qin Zhibo's car in the car. No matter how small he was, he was not an ant crawling on the ground and there was no way he could get by!

How to do it?

Conan's mind was racing, and it suddenly occurred to him that he could make a phone call.

yes!

Just notify him by phone!

Conan quickly took out his flip phone, pressed the number Qin Zhibo had been using, and then pressed the dial button.

"All--"

The standby tone sounded for a few seconds, and the other party replied that the phone has been turned off.

Damn it!

Why did you turn off your phone at this time?

Unable to contact Qin Zhibo, Conan was so anxious that he forgot for a moment that if Qin Zhibo wanted to meet with his contact person, his cell phone must at least be turned on.

Damn it!

what to do?

Conan was on the lawn, thinking of a solution with a constipated expression on his face.

And his appearance happened to be seen by a pair of eyes in the vehicle in front.
Chapter completed!
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