Vodka sat in the car, rubbed his nose, and looked around warily.
The next moment, his phone buzzed and he received a message from Bourbon.
Seeing the unabashed beating in the wording, Vodka fell into deep thought.
After a second, he turned to Gin numbly: "Brother..."
However, as he expected, Gin did not feel unhappy because of this. Instead, he sneered lowly, as if he was very happy with this situation, and even the depression of being escaped by Akai Shuichi just now dissipated a lot.
"..."
Vodka sighed deeply in his heart and gave up the plan of filing a complaint: "..." Forget it, forget it. Life is already very difficult, so why worry about that kid Uzzo so much.
All he wants now is to complete the task quickly and get away from that mess of things as soon as possible - as long as he returns to his brother Gin, no Bourbon, Ouzo, or Ireland can touch him, and this wonderful day is already around the corner.
…
night.
Although Haihara Ai returned home early to avoid meeting those scary colleagues while taking notes, she still couldn't help but wrap herself up tightly in the quilt and tremble when she thought of her previous experience on the bus.
"Xiao Ai, are you sick?" Dr. Ali looked at the little girl at home worriedly: He had obviously seen many big scenes of murder and explosions with the detectives before, why was it only this time that he was so scared? Could it be that Xiao Ai was so scared this time?
Are you particularly afraid of bombs?
Hui Yuan Ai waved her hands feebly. It was difficult to explain her feelings to others. To her, the experience on the bus was like a person who was extremely afraid of bugs and was suddenly thrown into a cockroach-filled world.
It was a box with a lid that was sealed. She couldn't see or hear clearly in the darkness, and could only feel the terrible smells rustling through her body.
Although she escaped successfully and was not bitten by insects now, when she thought about the despair she felt at that time, she still wanted to die on the spot.
However, he survived, and besides, these are nothing to worry about. Haihara Ai could only try his best to be optimistic: "It's okay, I just have a cold, I'll be fine if I take a nap - there's someone wearing a hat in the car.
Is the person coughing all the time? I must have been infected by him."
"Oh, that's it." Dr. Ali then went to the kitchen to pour her a cup of hot water.
When he came back, there was another person beside him.
"Jiang Xia came to see you!" Dr. Ali patted Jiang Xia on the shoulder and said to the neighbor, "You are both children, relatively similar in age. Come and enlighten Xiao Ai - actually, there is nothing to be afraid of when it comes to explosions.
Look at my experimental table exploding every day, am I not living well now?"
The optimistic old man gave him the cup, laughed and went out.
After the doctor left, Jiang Xia walked to the bedside, put down the hot water, and then found her ghost child who had been away from work for a long time without permission.
He picked up Miyano Akemi, who was on top of Haihara Ai, and put her back into his arms: "How is it? Are you okay?"
Hui Yuan Ai nodded. She suddenly remembered something and sat up listlessly and looked at him: "Over there..."
"Nothing happened." Jiang Xia insisted, "I told you, it's all part of the plan."
Haiyuan Ai sighed and fell back on the bed. She realized that she could not continue to be decadent like this, so she tried to cheer up by relying on the daily things around her: "I will do whatever you want to eat tonight."
"No, I'm eating out tonight." Jiang Xia seemed to be looking forward to this dinner. "What kind of sushi do you and Dr. Ali like? I'll pack some back."
…
When the appointed time arrived, Jiang Xia came to the commercial street with familiarity and looked up at the imposing building in front of him.
Then he couldn't help but sigh and criticized Gin's "old place": such a stylish word actually only corresponded to a sushi restaurant. Moreover, he asked about other people's "old place".
It's the Hegson Bar down the same floor...
While complaining, Jiang Xia walked around to a nearby parking lot and quickly fixed his eyes on a hidden car.
At first glance, this car is hidden among other cars and is very low-key.
But in the eyes of psychics and ghosts, it exudes a particularly fragrant atmosphere - there is wine, ice cream, even hot sauce and expensive tuna. It seems that Gin is not following the bus alone today, he also
I brought along two snipers with pretty good taste.
In Jiang Xia's pleased eyes, the ghosts happily floated over, sorted out the soft and fluffy murderous aura in the dining car, and carried it back.
…
When psychics and ghosts are busy.
On a building diagonally opposite.
Chianti looked at the picture in the scope with a suspicious look on his face: "Why did that guy come to the parking lot instead of entering the store? He doesn't want to put a bomb in that car - that's Gin's car!"
Cohen felt that this was unfair: "Ten meters away is not considered 'next to'. He seems to be just watching."
"Then why does he want to look at our car?" Chianti thought of the two bomb trucks that blew up Ireland and then vodka today, and did not dare to be careless. "There must be a conspiracy!"
However, the two snipers studied for a long time and could not figure out what Uzo wanted to do to the car.
The young detective seemed to just stop there, look at it with admiring eyes, and then turned around and walked away.
When he entered the building, Chianti breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally gone, it seems he let the car go - I thought we had to walk back on two legs tonight."
Cohen: "The organization has a lot of backup vehicles and doesn't have to walk."
"...Nonsense, can I not know this! This is just rhetoric, an exaggerated wording to express my mood!" Chianti couldn't help but cursed, "You really don't have any sense of humor!"
"I was just thinking about his script." Cohen analyzed it like a robot in his characteristic stiff voice. "Maybe he knew someone was watching him, so he wanted to use this method to put pressure on us. If we mistakenly
He thought that Gin's car had been tampered with, so he switched to a backup vehicle, and maybe he would 'happen' to switch to a tampered bomb truck - just like the car Vodka rented with a slap on the forehead.
"
Chianti: “…”
Cohen turned to look at her: "Do you want to walk now?"
Chianti: "...shut up!"
Under the calm analysis of her accomplices, she now neither wants to take the original car nor the new car, nor does she want to walk back to the base while carrying a sniper rifle.
"Just go to the supermarket next door and buy a tent and camp here." She spat and muttered unhappily, "I finally know why Vodka is afraid of that kid. From this aspect alone, he is indeed sympathetic."
