As he spoke, Conan felt a little regretful: Speaking of gunmen, Gin must also be carrying a gun - why doesn't Vodka partner with Gin recently?
"It would be great if I could catch Gin." Conan sighed silently in his heart. He looked at Calvados. "Although this man is also murderous, he always feels that he is a bit uninterested. He may not know if he catches him.
How much information about the organization."
Calvados suddenly sneezed.
His eyes moved and he looked towards Jiang Xia.
Jiang Xia: "...?"
…
In any case, this murder case has come to an end.
Everyone left the villa either by car or in a police car.
After they entered the city, a black vehicle sneakily made a few turns, escaping possible tracking behind it, and quietly returned to the vicinity of the Sunflower Hotel.
——Vodka and Calvados had already figured out the terrain of this hotel. Carrying a few scattered policemen on their backs, they found the bag containing the laptop, took it and ran.
It wasn't until he returned to the city again and got into a relatively safe temporary base that Vodka's tense spirit finally relaxed.
Success!
To be honest, if Calvados hadn't insisted just now and he had no reason to refuse, he actually wouldn't have wanted to return to the hotel at all - even though Uzo had left and his stage had successfully ended... But it was, after all, a
No one knows whether a bloody second act will suddenly begin in the place that Uzo has messed with after returning.
...fortunately not.
"I can't tell, that guy is quite measured..."
Vodka couldn't help but sigh silently in his heart, and then suddenly became alert: Wait, what am I thinking!
"What are you doing standing still?" Next to him, Calvados noticed his pause. The sniper, who was in a very bad mood, threw away the bag containing the laptop and urged, "Hurry up and find out the whereabouts of the other target."
After leaving the task of searching for intelligence to the civilian employee next to him, Calvados walked to the safe, entered the password and took out a special suitcase.
After opening it, several neatly arranged firearm parts were exposed.
Calvados took them out and assembled them one by one with his fingers flying. Soon, with a burst of clicking sounds, a beautiful sniper rifle took shape in his hands.
After admiring this old pistol that had been with him for many years, Calvados calmed down slightly over the loss of the pistol.
He casually picked up the soft cloth next to him and wiped the gun.
After just a few wipes, he stopped and turned his head sharply.
Looking at Vodka who was staring at the gun in his hand, Calvados frowned and said, "What are you looking at?"
Vodka: "..." Of course I'm looking at Uzo's future toys.
But if this kind of thing really falls into Uzo's hands, it would be too dangerous...
After hesitating for a moment, for the sake of his own life and the peace of Tokyo, he finally couldn't help but say: "Why don't you stop carrying guns recently - you shot too many targets in a short time a while ago, and you didn't do the cleanup work.
Well, the Osaka police are very strict about gun searches now. Forget about pistols, bringing something like a sniper rifle will only become a burden for us."
Calvados thought of those stupid policemen and snorted coldly: "It's not because of them that I lost my three guns. It was just that I was unlucky enough to be involved in a murder case, so those cops took advantage of me."
"And I thought about it carefully - it is precisely because the distance is too close that I am easily searched. If I shoot from a distance like before, harvest the lives and leave, then they will not be able to keep me at all, let alone take them away.
My pistol."
Having said that, the previous losses still made Calvados very heartbroken. He did not want to talk about this topic anymore and said in a deep voice: "Quickly deal with the remaining guy and leave Osaka as soon as possible - this kind of bad luck-ridden ghost place.
, I don’t want to do it a second time.”
The corners of Vodka's eyes twitched slightly, with a trace of sympathy hidden in his eyes: "..." Stupid guy, the problem is not Osaka at all, but the people in Osaka - when you return to Tokyo, you will know how beautiful Osaka is.
.
"By the way." Calvados suddenly turned around, "Speaking of the murder case..."
"!" Vodka's heart thumped: Murder? What murder! Did this kid notice something?!
He was secretly nervous, but Calvados lowered his head and thought for a while, then clicked his tongue: "Forget it."
Vodka: "..."
...It was so scary that I was shocked to death!
He didn't dare to talk about this topic more, for fear that Calvados would think of Uzo, and Uzo would put the label of "leak" on his head.
So the peace-loving organization cadre turned around and took out the American reporter's computer from his bag: "It's too early to discuss whether to bring a gun or not - I'll first find out where the second target is now.
."
Amidst the crackling keyboard sounds, Calvados turned back and wiped the sniper rifle in his arms again.
Only this time, his actions were a little absent-minded: although he didn't say it out loud, in fact, he once again thought of the rumor in the forum.
The mastermind who used dramatic scenes to set up the stage for murder...could his own experience be related to this person?
"We are all colleagues, what reason does that person have to target me?" Calvados thought alone:
"However, judging from the rumors on the forum, the other party is an unreasonable and quite willful guy. He doesn't seem to need a reason to target others. He may take action just because he finds it interesting."
"Speaking of which, it seems that I haven't heard any news about the mastermind behind the scenes recently. Could it be that he offended too many people and died in retaliation from his colleagues?"
"or……"
A thought flashed through his mind, making Calvados' eyes become more solemn: "Perhaps the anonymous person in the forum who knows him well has unfortunately been killed by him?"
Vodka: "Sneeze!"
He looked away from the computer screen, rubbed his nose, and looked at Calvados suspiciously: "What are you thinking about?"
Calvados came to his senses and shook his head. He no longer thought about the unlucky guy who was probably dead, but focused on his own affairs again.
"So the fact that I lost three guns was a coincidence or man-made?"
Calvados thought for a while, but in the end he preferred the former.
Apart from anything else, the place where those rumors happened was Tokyo, and he is now far away in Osaka - no matter how capable that pretentious guy is, he can't control the police and passers-by here from thousands of miles away.