The shotgun in the grass suddenly fired, and Calvados only had time to turn sideways. Almost at the same time, a huge force pushed his chest - if the gun in his hand hadn't happened to block the bullet, he would have died.
The spear came out of his hand, and Calvados stepped on it.
One moment, he was staring at Chizo Ogura in front of him, sneering in his mind and saying something like, "There is a road to heaven, if you don't take it, you have to run to the wilderness alone." The next moment, death came as expected.
, it’s just that the target of the Death God’s attack... seems to be a little off.
Complex thoughts flashed through his mind, and Calvados rolled down the cliff with an angry look in his eyes.
Vodka, who was in charge of support not far away: "???"
Calvados was shot away by an unowned shotgun hidden in the bushes. Upon hearing the noise, the target of the murder jumped up from the swing and scurried away with his head in his arms. An eagle squawked above his head. The middle-aged shop owner's body fell out of the forest with a clatter.
Zai fell to the ground...
The scene was chaotic, yet orderly. Vodka was forced to take in everything, and his busy mind shut down on the spot.
What's going on?
what happened?
...What conspiracy does Uzo have?!
He stared blankly in the direction where Calvados fell. After a few seconds, he suddenly felt a movement in the corner of his eye.
"!" Vodka looked alertly, and suddenly saw a black cat in the forest with only four white claws. The cat on the dark clouds and snow did not know where it came from, and a pair of round eyes were staring at it.
Dropped sniper rifle.
Under Vodka's gaze, it walked gracefully but not slowly at all, and came to the sniper rifle lightly... Then it lowered its head and began to drag the gun into the grass.
After two steps, the cat suddenly seemed to notice something, raised its furry head, and accurately looked at Vodka hiding in the forest.
"..."
There was a moment of silence.
A second later, the dark clouds and snow cat seemed to have seen nothing, lowered its head again, and continued to drag the gun.
Vodka: "...?"
Forget about Uzo, a mere Uzo cat doesn’t even take me seriously?!
For a moment, he felt so murderous that he wanted to stride over, pick up the hateful cat, and then arrogantly snatch the gun away in front of it.
...But no matter how cheerful the thoughts were in his mind, in the end, Vodka did not move an inch.
——Forget it elsewhere, the place where the dark clouds and snowcat are is Uzo’s stage.
Although it now seems that the climax of the drama has ended, no one can guarantee whether there will be any residual aftermath. What if he is unfortunately electrocuted as soon as he steps on it...
With this thought in mind, Vodka just silently took out his phone and took a photo.
——Send it to Brother Gin!
If you don’t dare to sue Uzuo, why don’t you dare to discipline Uzuo’s cat?
"This little bastard has only been arrogant for a while." Vodka pressed the send button hard, and a cold smile crossed his lips:
"Brother can't possibly let that sniper rifle fall into Uzuo's hands, not to mention the harm that Uzuo will do if he gets the gun - such a big firearm can easily reveal his identity. If a detective is convicted of illegal possession
If the gun goes in, things will be ridiculous."
"Huh? Wait, so maybe it would be better to let him get the gun?"
Vodka's heart moved, and he had a secret expectation.
But he soon came to his senses and silently put away this bad thought: With Uzo's caution and his loyal subordinates, can this guy really be sent in smoothly?
Even if it can, what will this kid do with this sniper rifle before he goes in?
Just thinking about it makes Vodka shudder.
Forget about sending a message, now he just wanted to call Gin and ask his reliable brother Gin to quickly deal with this major organizational crisis.
However, there is one more important thing now than making a phone call.
——Gotta retreat!
The shot just now, the second shot today, was not covered by a popcorn machine.
Therefore, according to his understanding of the group of detectives, it won't be long before Uzo will lead others to swarm in as a "famous detective"!
With this in mind, Vodka did not dare to delay. He got into the car and quickly started the modified car.
After hesitating for a moment, he did not turn around and run. Instead, he used all his driving skills to reluctantly turn a corner and gallop down the not too steep hillside. Then he stopped next to Calvados and bounced away.
opened the car door.
"If Calvados is left here, he will probably be discovered by high school detectives and then taken to the police station as a suspicious person."
Vodka muttered sadly in his heart: "A sniper who knew many secrets fell into the hands of the police..."
Thinking with your toes, you also know that organizations that focus on secrecy will never give up.
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And if things really turn out like this, while the people above are trying to deal with Calvados, his fellow travelers will definitely be implicated and punished accordingly.
Therefore, in order to survive, he had no option of "running away alone". He could only help Calvados escape from the clutches of the police, or give him a shot to silence him.
It seems like there are two options, but in fact...
Vodka: "..." Where did I get the gun from? I haven't used a gun in a long time!
Anyway, there is no need to choose now.
In the midst of unspeakable grief and anger, Vodka could only watch Calvados limping and gritting his teeth with a sullen face as he climbed into the car.
Then the car door closed, and he drove off with his annoying pig teammate.
…
In the cafe.
Due to the limited field of vision, no one saw the mess happening in the secret place.
But they did see in the most conspicuous clearing in the forest, a man wearing a yellow vest jumped out of the bushes and lay motionless on the ground.
Combined with the gunfire that rang out at the same time, the high school students suddenly had a bad premonition. They judged the location of the body, rushed into the forest, and rushed over.
When I got closer, I saw that the person lying on the ground was the middle-aged shop owner who had gone into the forest to hunt pigs with a wild gun on his back.
Jiang Xia walked to him, knelt down and looked around, and shook his head regretfully.
"..."
The others understood immediately. The female high school students silently took out their mobile phones and dialed their own numbers. The division of labor was clear.
In addition to them, three other people in the store also hurried over.
Looking at the body on the ground, the short-haired woman was stunned. She rushed to the body: "Husband! You, how can you..."
Conan glanced at her sympathetically, then quickly looked around again.
Suddenly, he saw a long spear vaguely among the plants next to him.
——Looking closer, I saw that it was the shotgun that the middle-aged shop owner carried when he went hunting.