Daily Life at Conan Undercover Distillery - Chapter 53

“I heard.”

Jiang Yizhi listened as he walked.

In the wilderness, the weather is lonely, and it’s still an old factory where dogs don’t **** and birds don’t fart. Suddenly, there is a little unexpected noise. Although the sound is very soft, it is not easy to ignore.

I don’t know why, but he suddenly had a little bit of bad taste.

Jiang Yizhi assumed a standard posture of gin, with one hand in his pocket, his body slanted upright, his smile widened, his voice gloomy, and he said meaningfully: “It seems that there is a nasty mouse behind us. “

It would be even better if there was a black wide-brimmed hat on the head at this time.

It’s a pity it’s not possible.

Akai Shuichi: “…”

He glanced at Jiang Yizhi without words.

Jiang Yizhi’s voice was not too loud or not, but the man who followed in the distance seemed to be startled by the sound. He slammed, and a piece of weeds in the southeast corner swayed for a while. Except for the sound of the wind, there was no other sound.

All sounds are silent.

Looking out from the night vision device, the factory building was quiet.

“I’ll take a look over there.” Akai Shuichi frowned and said, “Wait for me here.”

He pushed aside the grass, opened the brake for his gun, and then moved gently to the place where the sound had just occurred.

After a while, Akai Shuichi came back, and he was silent for a moment: “People have run away.”

The tone was still a little lost.

“Did someone run away?” Jiang Yizhi yawned indifferently and said, “Let’s go, anyway, the task has been completed, the weather is quite cold, go home early to sleep.”

“…” Akai Shuuichi wanted to say something at first, but upon hearing this, his body subconsciously relaxed and he sighed, “It’s fine. Forget it, let’s go back.”

After returning, he also needs to get in touch with his FBI colleagues.

There are a few things to report these days.

It’s too late, and Miyano Akemi will bump into it, adding some unnecessary troubles.

As he was walking, Shuichi Akai suddenly remembered something: “…Have you picked up the circle of bombs tied to your body?”

“It’s still there.”

Jiang Yizhi raised his head in doubt, and said slowly, “I haven’t left the factory yet, so it’s not very safe. I have to keep it for self-defense.”

Akai Shuichi: “…”

For self-defense?

Refers to the kind of self-defense that if the bomb explodes, oneself and the enemy die together?

He silently pulled the distance between him and Jiang Yizhi.

·

Separated from Shuichi Akai at the entrance of the snack shop.

The snack shop is located in a prosperous commercial area. At night, it is crowded with people, the lights are pouring down, and the air seems to warm up.

After confirming that Shuichi Akai was gone, Jiang Yizhi stood at the glass door of the snack shop, carrying a large bag of snacks he bought, and fell into deep thought.

He plans to go around the abandoned factory again.

Pu Si Qinglan is definitely problematic. When he just negotiated with the buyer, the girl never took her eyes off the buyer, like a dog staring at meat and bones, with a strange focus.

And after all, that is a plot character, or a relatively weak plot character.

In addition, he is alone now, without Akai Shuichi…

After being silent for a long time, Jiang Yizhi’s thoughts about doing something are just around the corner.

To be on the safe side, he found a melon hat and put it on, and walked around the snack street next to the snack shop. There were quite a few people wandering around without going home at night. An unfamiliar face.

A face of a passer-by man who has seen it and forgotten it.

Of course, the clothes have also changed.

·

“It’s just two of them. I knew that as soon as I entered the door, they should all be killed.”

“You dare to go head-to-head with the bomb?”

“It’s better not to let the bomb explode.”

“That’s not even possible.”

“Killing our two brothers, this grudge is written down… But the skills of those two people are really good.”

“This time the loss is heavy, and I have to ask my employer to pay more.”

“Okay, okay, don’t talk anymore, don’t scare our beautiful Miss Puth.”

The smell of blood in the factory has dissipated, and the two corpses have been quietly disposed of, but there is still a layer of blood on the ground. Pu Siqinglan huddled in the corner of the factory, quietly listening to the bodyguards chatting.

Most of the people have been evacuated from the factory, and only four bodyguards are left to clean the traces, and she is the supervisor sent by the buyer.

Supervise whether the four cleaners are working well.

At this moment, she suddenly smelled a smell of smoke.

Pu Siqinglan’s heart skipped a beat for some reason, and she had a bad premonition. She stood up and said, “I’m going out to get some air.”

Then, stepping on high heels, he walked quickly towards the door without saying a word.

The bodyguards inside were still a little confused.

“Does our words really frighten Miss Pusi?” a bodyguard asked. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

“Hmph, you’re so timid.”

·

Pu Si Qinglan had just left the door of the factory when she heard a lazy voice from the roof.

“Fellow Daoist, please stay.”

This is the voice of a middle-aged man.

And he speaks standard Chinese.

She was startled.

A man fell from under the roof.

By the moonlight, she vaguely saw this man’s face.

A green melon cap, a green jacket, small eyes, a slightly raised beer belly, short and chubby, and a Chaplin-style moustache.

When he turned down the roof, it was like a round watermelon, snoring, and rolled down.

Pu Siqinglan’s poor Chinese proficiency was unable to understand the meaning of fellow Taoist. Her palms were sweating, and she asked tentatively, “Mud howl?”

…what.

Jiang Yizhi wanted to complain about this magical tone. He raised his hands with a smile and made a gesture of surrender: “Greedy howl, Ms. Shi Kaobing.”

He first said in Chinese, “You can call me Heitu.”

Then, he translated it again in Japanese: “My name is Heitu.”

Pu Siqinglan: …I can understand, no need to translate.

However, Shi Kaobing…

, Poisonous Scorpion, this is her code name.

How does this watermelon know that her name is Shi Kaobing?

Originally, there was one more person in the wilderness, which made people’s heart skip a beat. Especially this person, who seems to know her very well.

Pu Si Qinglan’s hair was about to grow.

Just as she was about to speak, she saw the smile on Heitu’s face widen: “Miss Shi Kaobing, don’t worry.”

The other party said leisurely: “We are all the way.”