Conan soon realized that everything was not over yet - the three robbers in the car had been eliminated, but there were at least two snipers hidden outside.
"Speaking of which, what happened to those snipers? Although it seems that they did a good thing and saved the lives of everyone in the car, but..." Conan frowned and looked at the two corpses on the ground, muttering to himself: "
But such a radical method is really not something that the police or other just people can do."
He was hesitating whether to stay on the bus or take the risk to explore the direction of the gunman. At this moment, Conan accidentally glanced to the side and suddenly shuddered in shock: "...Why are you here?
!”
There was a woman lying quietly on the ground next to her. It was the female robber who was brought down by him with an anesthetic needle just now... Of course, this is not the point. The point is that there was another female robber quietly appearing next to her.
A figure.
——The curly-haired man in black who was sitting next to him just now arrived here at some unknown time. At this time, the man was squatting on the ground, gently holding the female robber's wrist, lowering his head and looking at her.
"Watch".
"Why don't you make any movement when you walk?" Conan sighed, and was about to say something, but suddenly felt something was wrong - the curly-haired man smiled for some reason, as if he had discovered something interesting.
A smile was supposed to be an expression that made people feel relaxed, but Conan felt a little nervous. He couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong?"
"Actually..." The gentleman who called himself Kurosawa looked at him and was about to say something. But suddenly, a hand reached out from behind and abruptly pulled the curly-haired man up from the ground.
At first glance, the guy pulling the person seemed to be enthusiastically helping the squatting person.
However, looking from Conan's perspective, one could clearly see that the attacker's other hand was holding a pistol - the man, covered by heavy clothing, pressed the muzzle of the gun against Mr. Kurosawa's from behind.
On the waist.
"?!" Conan raised his head in shock and looked at the shameless attacker - and saw that it was actually the knitted hat who had been hiding in the blind spot just now!
...What does this guy want to do? Could it be that he is also an undercover agent sent by the robbers to infiltrate the crowd?!
While Conan was shocked, he instinctively raised his anesthesia watch and pointed it at this dangerous person.
However, soon, the primary school student realized something fatal.
——There is only one anesthesia needle, and just now, that needle has been used on the female robber.
Conan: "..."
Conan: "…………"
Why are there not enough anesthesia needles at every critical moment? - Doctor, when are you going to expand the capacity of my anesthesia watch!!
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When first grade students are secretly anxious.
Next to them, two adults were communicating in low voices at a volume that no one else could hear.
As a highly skilled sniper, Akai Shuichi obviously knows a lot about this industry. He blocked the shooting angle with the Uzo-like guy on his hand, and then whispered: "I have seen you, in that twin building
On the building."
Following this topic, we should have talked about the identity and the purpose of the other party.
However, Uzo just laughed: "As expected of the FBI, you got a new gun so quickly."
Akai Shuichi: "..."
Although he remained calm and did not speak, the sudden memory of being "forced to throw away his gun" still made the FBI ace's colorless murderous aura quietly boil.
The ghosts' eyes were bright and they were busy working hard - Shuichi Akai's murderous aura was quite special. Whoever he was focusing on at the moment would have the same murderous aura.
Due to some deep hatred between him and Gin, plus Gin's high status in the organization, Akai Shuichi's daily state was always filled with the murderous smell of alcohol of the same type as Gin.
But just now, when "Uzo" followed Conan and swaggered in front of him, the murderous aura on Akai Shuichi silently turned into a colorless murderous aura - for ghosts, this kind of murderous aura can be dyed into...
Rations of any flavor are undoubtedly the most popular.
The psychic was also very satisfied with this situation. Seeing that the person behind him was silent, he continued the topic in a friendly manner: "I like your gun very much."
"..."
However, it is a pity that Akai Shuichi, risking his murderous intention, refused to continue the conversation on this topic - he was obviously not the kind of guy who could easily be led astray, and he still kept in mind the purpose of his actions just now.
Akai Shuichi glanced out the window and whispered: "Let your people retreat."
No matter what happened today, as long as we can catch Uzo, everything will be worth it.
Just now, he had taken the opportunity to use the mobile phone hidden on his body to send a message to other FBI colleagues, asking them to drive here quickly to meet him - as long as he used Uzo to threaten the organization's snipers to stop, and then take the people to the FBI car...
"By the way, there's something I forgot to tell you."
A voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts. Wuzuo turned his head and whispered softly: "I have a lot of enemies in the organization. If I can exchange my death for your merits, they may..."
"Bang——!!"
As if to prove what he said, a hot bullet that had just been fired shattered the car window and roared towards the two of them with terrifying murderous intent.
Almost at the same time, Akai Shuichi, who realized something was wrong, took a step back diagonally. The bullet finally passed through the position where they were just now and nailed the ground behind them hard.
——The snipers outside actually didn’t care at all about the “hostages” in the hands of the FBI. Instead, they seemed very happy about this buy-one-get-one-free deal.
And the one who was sent didn't complain at all. The curly-haired man looked like he was watching the fun, and continued what he just said: "I will be happy to complete this transaction."
Shuichi Akai, who never expected that a sniper would shoot so neatly: "..."
A few meters away, Judy was overjoyed to see Akai Shuichi capture the hostage, and was about to quietly come over to help him: "..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Looking at the punctured glass and steel plates, Judy was stiff for a moment, and silently shrank back to the sniper blind spot.
Judy: "..." What's going on? Is there something wrong with the organizational culture of these men in black? Are your teammates playing too? - You should hesitate for a moment!
Unlike the shocked FBI, the person involved in the attack was not surprised at all.
"The hostage doesn't work, do you have any other plans?" The curly-haired man turned to look at Akai Shuichi, "If not..."
He suddenly looked at the other passengers in the car who had not yet figured out the situation, and said in a normal voice: "When the female robber fell just now, she accidentally touched the detonation device on her wrist - judging from the time, it was not long before the bomb exploded.
, only less than a minute left."
Judy: "?!" Is it true? You kid didn't make up such a thing just to get out of trouble, did you?
...No, although she knows nothing about this guy who is suspected of being Uzo, she has a deep understanding of the cases handled by this person. And based on her experience in the past few days... this sentence is probably true!
Judy looked at the many passengers in the car, as well as a few innocent children, and broke into a cold sweat.
Realizing that she could never gamble with a desperado who didn't care about human life, she gritted her teeth and raised her voice to remind the people in the car: "The bomb that has entered the trigger countdown is very unstable - don't touch those two ski bags, immediately
Get off the car! Driver, open the door!”
As she spoke, she couldn't help but speak her usual native language anxiously.
Fortunately, the bus driver is also a cultural person. He not only understood the "Stop" written by Conan just now, but also understood Judy's reminder at this time - of course, the most important thing is what the passenger in black said, the bomb actually
It's going to explode. If you don't open the door now, why are you waiting?
He immediately took the switch that controlled the door: "Get out of the car!"
With a creak, only the front door opened, but the back door seemed to be affected by the shots just now. It was stuck somewhere and could not slide open.
The passengers got up in panic and rushed to the door. When they found that the back door was blocked, they had no choice but to run to the front door.
The curly-haired man looked at the people running closer, sighed, and reasoned with the lawless gangster behind him: "If you hold me like this, you will block the escape route of other passengers. If by chance there is a person traveling incognito among the passengers,
Mr. Criminal, the man couldn't help but shoot us in panic, and the ricochet accidentally hit the bomb..."
Akai Shuichi listened to his words in silence, and suddenly understood why Judy hated words such as "coincidence" and "unfortunately" these days.
He took a deep look at the guy who was suspected of being Uzo, and felt that the possibility of this person being Uzo had increased: the other person's posture was leisurely, and the threat in his words was not concealed. However, Akai Shuichi knew very well that this absolutely
It was not a bluff - just now "Uzo" expected that the sniper outside the window would shoot, but he made no move to dodge. His muscles were not tense, and his heartbeat did not increase, as if the shot was powerful enough to hit him.
The bullet that penetrates the steel plate is just an insignificant feather.
"Did he predict that I would dodge instinctively and lead him to dodge with me, or did he really not care about death?"
Akai Shuichi briefly had some questions in his mind, but he knew in his heart that no matter what the answer was, one thing was certain.
——A desperado who is not afraid of being shot through by bullets will certainly not be afraid of bombs either.
If he insists on taking this "hostage", then the "possibility" that the curly-haired man just told like a story...may actually happen before their eyes.
…
When Shuichi Akai looked at the hot "hostage" struggling.
the other side.
A rescue vehicle drove out of the tunnel carrying two "unfortunate passengers" who had just been rescued.
The bomb truck was currently driving on the spot in a truck equipped with rollers - the police were well prepared and had brought enough gasoline, so the car could still drive safely for a long time until the bomb was disposed of.
Of course, the subsequent processing does not require the participation of two passengers.
So with the smiles that the police officers tried hard to raise, Vodka and Ireland were safely sent out of the tunnel... and then had a chance encounter with the bus that stopped suddenly at the entrance of the tunnel.
As soon as they came out of the tunnel, two frightened organization cadres noticed the situation here.
Vodka looked at the bus, his eyes twitching, and he almost had the urge to turn around and shrink back into the tunnel - thinking that he just wanted to drive a bomb truck and die together with Uzo... Although this idea was probably caused by Wu.
It was induced by Zuo, and he still couldn't help but feel guilty.
One person quietly retreated, not wanting to be involved, but the other person's fighting spirit remained unabated.
Ireland had excellent eyesight and could see the situation in the car at a glance, and relying on his intelligence instinct, he quickly locked onto the curly-haired man in black through the broken window.
Then I discovered that Usa was actually standing with Akai Shuichi.
"..." Ireland's eyes gradually became sharp, and a word flashed silently in his mind: When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman gains.
Thinking like this, he said to the driver driving in front of him: "Why did that bus stop in such an area? - They may need help, let's go and see the situation."
The police officers in the car: "..." Why are you, a cadre of a black organization, pretending to be well-intentioned? Do you want to sneak over and do some bad things in the chaos?
They were muttering angrily in their hearts, but on the outside, they could only maintain the image that a "civilian rescue team" should have and stepped on the brakes.
"Let's go check out the situation. You two will wait in the car."
With that said, a group of police officers pushed open the door, got off the bus, and ran towards the bus.
At the same time, they watched behind them, secretly hoping that the two lawless gangsters in the car would take the opportunity to seize the car and escape. In this way, they would not only be able to use the name of "car robbery", but also allow their police colleagues to arrest the two of them.
Maybe you can also use the hidden positioning device in the car to detect the location of a certain stronghold or safe house.
...However, unfortunately, things did not develop in the direction they expected.
——Vodka first sat in the car, motionless, then as if he thought of something, he jumped up, opened the door and rushed out of the car.
The policemen were startled, wondering if this man was so frightened that he lost his mind and planned to escape on foot?
Before the thought could finish, he saw Vodka get out of the car and rush a few steps, then stop obediently seven or eight meters away from the vehicle and stop moving.
"...Is this guy worried that a bomb was also installed in our car, so he hid in the car?" A smart-minded police officer understood Vodka's move, "This is too cautious... Forget it,
Look at the other one."
Just as he was about to turn his eyes, he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing past him.
——Ireland passed them and rushed to the bus quickly. He was actually much more active than them in the matter of "rescue".
Police officers: “…?”
What does this person want to do?
...As expected of a mysterious cadre from that mysterious organization, every move he makes is so mysterious that it makes people confused.
…
In the bus.
The curly-haired man's words, "The bomb is about to explode," were like a torpedo thrown into a pond. The panic was covered in panic, and all the shocked people came back to their senses in an instant and desperately tried to survive.
Looking at a car full of panicked people, I remembered the consequences of a bomb detonating at this time...
Akai Shuichi could only let go of his hand and slowly hid the pistol.
