Conan's All-Member Force Enhancement Plan

Chapter 117: Blasting



Chapter 117: Blasting

While Vodka was speaking in a standard gangster manner in a cool and arrogant manner, he took out another envelope from his left pocket and pushed it across the table to the man in blue.

The man in blue smiled, picked up the envelope and opened it: "I need to check it carefully."

Vodka picked up the wine and drank it all: "Whatever you want."

The bartender turned a deaf ear to what was happening here and shook the shaker by himself. The man in blue quickly passed the money in the envelope aside: "OK, that's right."

He put the bills back into the envelope and put it away. The wine ordered by the man in blue was served. He picked up the wine glass and said, "So, what is the next job? I have to know what the key points of the next job are, right?"

Just as the man in blue was about to take a sip of wine, he heard a man's voice coming from the other side.

"do you know?"

The man in blue was startled, his hands were shaking, and some of the wine spilled. He looked over in surprise and saw a man wearing a black windbreaker and a black top hat, but with long silver hair, who appeared in the seat next to him at some point.

This is gin, of course.

Gin continued, "There's been a rat lately, sneaking around the organization doing some shady things."

At this point, Gin's eyes were like knives, stabbing at the man in blue: "Have you heard of this?"

The man in blue was shocked by Gin's eyes. He was stunned for a while, and forced himself to calm down with sweat on his forehead: "No, not very clear, I haven't heard of it."

Gin looked away, his emotions undetectable: "Is that so."

The man in blue pretended to be calm and continued to ask about the work arrangements: "So the next job is to catch the rat?"

After saying that, just as he was about to take a sip of wine to slow down, he heard Gin deny: "No, I already have an idea of ​​who the mouse is."

The man in blue paused, his expression tense for a moment, then quickly disappeared: "Really?"

He smiled and took a sip of the drink, then spoke to the bartender in surprise: "This drink is really delicious! What kind of cocktail is this?"

What the man in blue didn't expect was that before the bartender could answer, Gin took over the conversation.

"It's made with rum, Cointreau, and a small amount of lemon juice." At this point, Gin curled his lips and looked at the man in blue, emphasizing the last few words: "XYZ cocktail. After drinking this glass of wine, everything should be over."

The man in blue was so frightened by Gin's words that his pupils trembled. He put down his unfinished glass in a panic and pretended to get up and leave: "Well, if there is a next job, please take care of me then."

While saying this, he was already running towards the door of the tavern.

Gin didn't make any move, nor did he try to stop the other person from leaving.

It was not until the man in blue opened the door and walked into the heavy rain that Vodka, who had been silent, spoke up: "Is this okay, brother? Just let him go like this? He must be a rat!"

Gin showed a confident yet malicious smile on his face: "Well, don't worry."

The man in blue in the rain ran all the way to his car and closed the door before he had time to stop and catch his breath. He looked back nervously, looking left and right.

Seeing that no one was catching up, the man in blue breathed a sigh of relief. He smiled contemptuously and inserted the car key into the ignition switch, but suddenly froze the next moment.

He remembered what Gin had just said, "After drinking this glass of wine, everything will be over." That was definitely more than just a verbal threat.

He didn't run very fast, but no one caught up with him. Why?

Could it be that they had already prepared some other mechanism? For example, they had tampered with the car so that it would explode as soon as he started it?

The man in blue was frightened by his own imagination, but it was not easy to get a taxi at this time. If there was a bomb in the car, it meant that Gin wanted to kill him, and there might be other killing moves waiting for him when he got off the car.

Want to bet?

Bet Gin didn't actually notice him?

In fact, that sentence just means that today's transaction is over after drinking?

Or is it just an interpretation of the name of the wine XYZ?

The man in blue held the key in his hand, his heart torn between his conscience and his desires. Finally, he gritted his teeth, turned the key and started the car.

everything is normal.

All the equipment in the car started up, and cheerful music flowed out from the speakers, instantly filling the entire car.

The man in blue breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled easily and leaned back in his seat. It seemed that Gin was talking about someone else?

That's what he said! He hid so well, how could he be discovered?

The man in blue turned around and pulled out the seat belt, intending to fasten it on himself. After several unsuccessful attempts, he frowned again, fumbled for a while, and finally succeeded in fastening it.

He relaxed again. What the hell? He was just scaring himself. Haha!

As he tried to operate the gear lever to start the car, he complained in his heart: But there is nothing I can do, Gin is really vicious...

"boom!"

The sky is full of flames!

At the moment when the man in blue put the car in gear, the vehicle exploded. The cars in the front and rear parking spaces were affected by the shock wave of the explosion and issued shrill alarms.

The man in blue at the center of the explosion had no halo and died instantly, and his complaints about Gin in his heart also came to an abrupt end.

Inside the tavern.

Gin's phone rang. I don't know what the other end said. Gin replied: "It's me. I understand. Run away immediately."

Then he hung up the phone.

Vodka sneered, but of course not at Gin.

Then he remembered something and handed the envelope that the man in blue had given him to Gin: "By the way, brother, what should we do with the information on the smuggled guns?"

Gin picked up the gin in front of him and took a sip, saying calmly: "There's nothing to worry about. Everything is going according to plan. Anyway, we have asked him to prepare the money. It depends on whether he sees our sincerity."

Vodka nodded, but still had some doubts: "But, this could also be a trap."

Gin didn't have so many unnecessary worries: "It's not too late to make a conclusion after contacting the other party."

Vodka laughed innocently: "That's true, haha."

Gin drank the wine in his glass: "Besides, it would be a shame to abandon that place."

Vodka scratched his head and thought, anyway, everything will be fine as long as he listens to his brother.

However, "Brother, is it really okay to ignore the messages that Si Xiao... Si Xuanyu has sent us recently?"

Gin thought of Si Xuanyu, and his confident expression instantly collapsed, his face darkened: "What kind of stuff did she post? It's so boring, let's go play together? How are you going to respond to such talk?"

Vodka was puzzled: "Can't we just refuse directly? Just say we have something to do?"

Gin glanced at Vodka and said, "Then she'll ask us what's going on, and maybe even deliberately sabotage our mission. Do you think she'll stop if she's rejected?"

Vodka was hesitant to talk. In fact, he felt that Miss Si was quite easy to talk to. Besides, Vodka thought that it would be okay to go out and play with Si Xuanyu and the others when he was free, right?

Vodka also wants to discuss with Wu Meiying how to be a good follower!

Gin simply couldn't bear to look at this little brother. He stood up and walked out of the bar: "Jin Mai will be back tomorrow, let her go and play with that Si Xuanyu! It's appropriate."


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