Gin didn't quite understand the behavior of his two colleagues: they actually broke into the carriage of a truck. What was the difference between this and a turtle jumping into an urn?
If someone has evil intentions and closes the rear door, vodka and Ireland will be unable to escape - such a lack of vigilance is simply a shame in the dark world.
"Who knows, maybe they are pursuing excitement?" Next to her, Chianti was touching the gun in her hand, looking excited, and the blood-red butterfly tattoo at the end of her eye was dancing excitedly with her facial expression:
"In that case, why not do them a favor? Those guys next to the truck must have seen the faces of Vodka and Ireland clearly - it's time to silence them! Gin, choose one, kill them two, or kill the group of people driving the car
?”
"Quiet?" As a sniper, Cohen's work attitude was not as positive as Chianti's. He recalled plainly, "I remember that both vodka and Ireland had normal identities that allowed them to walk in society."
In other words, these two people are not wanted criminals. If their faces are just seen, there is no need to rush to deal with it - after all, with the help of Uzo, the social circle between Vodka and Ireland has become wider and wider recently, and even the police have begun to gradually
They are familiar.
Chianti understood his partner's words and clicked his tongue in boredom: "It's really boring... Then again, what are they doing in the truck on the roadside when they have nothing to do?"
Cohen adjusted the goggles on his face: "Judging from the current situation, Vodka has rented a bomb truck. This should be a rescue."
Gin's eyebrows jumped: when he was checking the news about bus robbers just now, he did see a piece of news about "an unlucky citizen mistakenly rented a bomb vehicle"... Could that unlucky citizen be vodka?
Speaking of which...
Gin gave Cohen a meaningful look: "You are quite well informed."
Cohen seemed to take this as a compliment, and his calm wooden face turned slightly red: "We are both in Tokyo. Watch more news and be responsible for your own safety."
"..." Gin knew very well why an organization leader suddenly paid attention to the news, "Not bad, keep it up."
Next to her, Chianti, who was thinking outside the box, remembered another thing. She looked at Gin: "When you called us over just now, didn't you say you wanted to kill the vodka? Why have you changed your mind now?"
Gin: "I'm just saying it remains to be seen."
Chianti pushed the back of her chair and turned back. She took a vague aim with her gun through the window: "Then how did you observe? - Vodka and Ireland came out of the truck together. Now they are silenced. The angle is just right."
"We'll talk about his business later." Gin had guessed the reason why Vodka was chased by the police car. At this time, his attention was more focused on another thing than this unlucky little brother.
——Remembering the phone call to Uzo just now, Gin said calmly: "First go and deal with the robber who answered my call."
He stared at the bus gradually emerging in front of him with the eyes of a dead man, then reached for the gun next to him and slowly wiped the barrel: "Cohen, drive more steadily in a moment."
"You want to do it yourself?" Chianti was curious, "How come the two robbers have a higher priority than vodka - are they undercover agents sent to Tokyo by some force?"
Gin interrupted her divergent thinking: "My call to Uzo was picked up by them."
"That's it?" Chianti was at a loss for a moment, then she suddenly understood something, and she became happy, "Haha, the robbers are not filthy with their mouths. If you hit the car when it was being robbed, you should be scolded -
—You really are still so vindictive!"
"Hold a grudge?" Gin sneered coldly, "He heard my voice and saw Uzo's cell phone - in Tokyo, knowing too much is never a good thing."
…
When a black car was quietly approaching the bus in front of it along the tunnel.
In the bus.
The robbers had no idea what was coming.
At this time, they were pointing their guns at the lucky hostages they had selected, while telling the driver: "When you get out of the tunnel, you are not allowed to stop. You must speed up immediately until you are far away from all other vehicles."
"When there are no other cars around, we will get out of the car with this hostage. You are not allowed to stop or contact the police. You just keep driving forward until you run out of gas - as long as you obey
, we will definitely let this passenger go as promised, but if you dare to be careful..."
He sneered and crushed the face of the woman chewing bubble gum with the muzzle of his gun: "I will kill her, and you and your bus company will be fully responsible for her death."
The driver and the woman chewing bubble gum both looked horrified: "I, I know."
In the back row, Conan watched this scene from a distance and snorted in his heart.
"I'm afraid that 'unlucky hostage' chewing bubble gum is not a hostage at all, but an accomplice of the robbers who is among us."
Conan finally saw through everything and muttered to himself: "Her righteous and bold words when the robbers confiscated her cell phone were just to help her accomplices scare others and build prestige - only in this way can they frighten so many people in the car.
People, let everyone cooperate honestly until now."
Thinking of this, Conan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and quietly glanced at the two long ski bags on the ground connected end to end: "This must be a bomb. No wonder they took off their goggles and hats easily - this
These three cruel guys probably had no intention of letting anyone live. They definitely wanted to detonate bombs and kill us all after leaving the vehicle.
"The three of them don't need to flee in the mountains at all. They only need to pretend to be 'three lucky passengers who were released by the robbers in advance', so they can find the police and get their protection."
"The new doctor and the suspicious man have similar body shapes to the two male robbers. They were forced to put on the robbers' clothes just now. If the vehicle really explodes, their bodies will probably be regarded as by the police because of those costumes.
The bodies of the two robbers.
"As long as the three 'sole survivors' share the same story, the outside world will naturally think that this tragedy was caused by a conflict between the robbers and the passengers, and the bomb was accidentally detonated, resulting in the death of both parties.
"In this way, they can successfully escape punishment and pursuit, join their accomplice who is responsible for selling the stolen goods, and then live a wealthy and happy life... Damn it, I will never let this happen!"
The righteous Kudo-san clenched his fist angrily.
Before he left the tunnel and the light was dim, he picked up his detective badge and quietly contacted several of his classmates: "Can you hear me? - Don't make any noise, listen to me. I have a plan."
