The Corpse Collector In Conan Chapter 715: Prepare to die together

Jiang Xia lowered his head and sent a message to Matsuda Zhenping, sending the meeting place that Qin Jiu had just mentioned.

For today's interview, besides the blood bag, he also prepared some other things for the vest, such as a mobile phone for easy contact.

Although it is accompanied by the threat of "kill if you fail", it seems that the experienced "Xitu" has passed the dangerous stage of being shot in the head by a sniper rifle and successfully entered the interview room... ...And I don't know why, it was obviously unplanned, but Gin Jiu didn't show much resistance to the fact that he brought a subordinate to him, it seems that luck is good.

Jiang Xia is in a good mood and feels that victory is in sight.

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The black vehicle that was originally parked on the bridge did not drive away immediately.

Gin stopped the car on the bridge temporarily.

Wait for "Xitu" in the coffee shop in the distance to finish reading his mobile phone, pick up his briefcase to check out and go out, then Vodka stepped on the accelerator under the signal of Gin, and slowly followed.

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The two sides were separated by a certain distance, one after the other, arrived at the side of the green railway bridge that had been agreed before.

The river is tens of meters wide and rushing.

Matsuda Jinpei stopped the car, stepped on the half-meter-high weeds under his feet, and felt that this is actually not a good place to hide corpses, and it is easy to be noticed along the railway line. At the same time, he pushed Jiang Xia's low-key motorcycle to a corner and hid it, so as not to be photographed by some boring reporters passing by.

It then turned around and saw the black car approaching slowly.

You don't need to confirm Matsuda Jinpei to know that this is exactly the interview car Jiang Xia mentioned - the strong and strong smell of alcohol can be smelled from a long distance away.

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Jiang Xia rested her elbows on the back of the front and passenger seats respectively, and looked forward from the gap in the middle, but she couldn't find Matsuda Jinpei in the place where the puppet breath came from.

After pausing for a while, he randomly picked a lucky ghost, borrowed its eyesight, and looked carefully, finally seeing half of the black corner of the clothes behind the wide concrete pillar.

"..." The organization likes black, and it seems that it's not all for the sake of style. The concealment of this kind of clothes is really good, especially on Matsuda Jinping. It's a pity that this function is difficult to work on people like Belmode Amuroto Gin, their hair color is too light...

Jiang Xia found another advantage from her vest.

At the same time, he looked at Vodka who was about to get out of the car and was about to search the newcomers, and reported casually: "By the way, Kurosawa..." Just as he opened his mouth, a gloomy gaze was cast from the front row, accompanied by strong The smell of alcohol is murderous.

Jiang Xia struggled for a while between "murderous intent" and "massive assassination list in the future", and waited for the ghosts to rush over to gather some new murderous intent before changing the name of his vest: "Hey, Xi Tu, he has a Hold a little bomb, but it’s not for attacking, it’s just for the convenience of dying with the enemy when necessary, or self-killing——If you search and find it, don’t move around, it may explode if you touch it by mistake.”

"..." Vodka just stepped out of the car, and suddenly stopped in place.

He kept his still figure stiff for a moment, then turned his head to look at Gin, his resolute face was as cold and rigid as ever, but there was a silent cry in his heart: Brother! ! !

Jiang Xia originally thought that there would be another murderous smell of alcohol.

But it didn't.

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Gin thought of his busy work on weekdays.

Among the people he executed, quite a few were on the assassination list because their identities were exposed, or their imminent arrest violated the organization's principle of secrecy.

Qin Jiu thought, if these people could carry some bombs with them like Xitu, and if necessary, a switch could solve the problem, things would be much simpler... Tsk, it's a pity that there are not many people who have this kind of awareness. And with those people's usual level of carelessness, Gin felt that even if they were willing to blow themselves up when necessary, the loss caused by the accidental bombing might be enough to cover the cost of an assassination.

In short, Uzo's way of controlling his subordinates can only be admired, and it is difficult to copy.

However, it is one thing to be dedicated to Xitu, but another to be in danger.

In the small space inside the vehicle, of course he can't be allowed to come up with a bomb—although Gin Jiu made an appointment to meet at the green land by the river, and threatened to bury Xitu here, but he actually only valued the terrain here It is open and convenient to observe whether there are tails of unknown position falling around Xitu.

But at the same time, this kind of open-air environment is also easy to be observed from a distance by others, so Gin originally planned to pick up people to a more suitable place, such as a factory with snipers on standby in the distance. Moreover, how can the organization handle the corpses so roughly like "buried anywhere" like ordinary prisoners. Compared to the riverside, of course that factory is more suitable.

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Under Vodka's gaze full of desire to survive, Gin looked at Jiang Xia: "Let him dismantle all the bombs on his body. Hand over other weapons too."

"Okay." Jiang Xia lowered the car window, poked his head out, and waved his hand towards Matsuda Zhenping behind the bridge. Although there was interference from the sound of water, his voice could still be heard in the silent night, "Destroy the bomb." Drop it, we don’t need it for the time being, we now have more professional funeral experts—the weapons are also handed over to Vodka first, that’s the big senior who is walking towards you.”

Matsuda Jinpei nodded and unbuttoned his coat. After a while, he removed a bunch of fragmented bombs from himself and handed them to vodka.

The vodka glanced at it, and saw the specific weight and the shape that is easy to throw, the corner of the eye twitched. This is obviously far from what Uzo said just now that "he didn't carry the bomb for attack".

In a split second~IndoMTL.com~Vodka really wants to grab this pile of things and throw them into the river, as far as possible, and it is best to throw Uzo into the river.

...But think rationally, after all, I am an organization cadre. Even if Uzo tried to plot his position, he would not do something like "let the newly picked subordinate die with vodka in person".

Well, "Vodka" may not be able to restrain Uzo as a cadre of the organization, but one thing is for sure: this kind of simple and crude assassination is definitely not in line with Uzo's aesthetics. In other words, you are now safe.

Thinking of this, Vodka straightened his back, supporting the majesty that a senior cadre should have.

He took the bunch of bombs with a calm expression, sealed them in a box, and planned to throw them into the grass temporarily, and let other people come over to deal with them later. Take it with you.

I don't know why, Vodka always feels that Gin seems to appreciate the newcomer brought by Uzo in front of him... And if this person passes the interview, his bombs that don't look cheap, and that motorcycle, probably still I want to return it to Wu Zuo. 15634/9707145

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