The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand and eighty-five [Why is Uzo not dead yet]
Although the bullet failed to hit anyone, after hitting the dashboard, it did not know which important line it touched.
The elevator slammed and stopped on the 47th floor.
…
Opposite the sightseeing elevator, on the roof of the municipal building.
Gin Jiu looked at the stopped elevator from a distance, his eyes were cold, he put his hands in his arms, quickly took out his phone, and sent an email to the boss.
By the side, Vodka carefully held up the binoculars and looked at the elevator.
After watching for two seconds, I suddenly froze.
How come Uzo is still alive and kicking.
“…”
Vodka was worried that the elder brother was too confident in his marksmanship, and he missed the mark without realizing it, so he carefully reminded: "Boss, he is not dead yet."
... Make up a shot, or run away! Uzo is so cunning, where can I find him after he runs away.
Gin Jiu lit a cigarette irritably while typing.
Feeling a slight trace of anger in Vodka's words, he snorted coldly, and after calming down, he wanted to understand a lot of things:
"Wu Zuo has the layout diagram of the bomb in his hand, so it's not clear that this series of explosions is to force people into the elevator for sniping.
"He arrived at the venue a few hours ago. If it was to save Shirley, he would have allowed her to leave in secret, but now, Uzo deliberately exposed Shirley to our sight, and deliberately interrupted... This is a provocation to my execution method."
——Uzuo, that **** must have suddenly had an inspiration after discovering Shirley, and felt that it would be a waste to kill her with a single shot, so he blatantly came here to grab her head.
"His so-called 'art' can usually accomplish tasks, and I don't care about them—but now, he dares to directly intervene in my tasks." Gin Jiu bit his cigarette butt, with a gloomy expression. If you stay together for a long time, you will indeed become lawless... If there is no decent punishment today, I am afraid he will not take it seriously."
Gin didn't say the rest.
Uzo doesn't seem to be afraid of death, so the punishment doesn't need to start from this aspect - since Uzo likes assassination missions, let the boss cut off all his mission channels.
This matter can only be done by that adult.
Gin thought rationally: If he just stopped sending missions by himself, it would be too disgusting for Rum to take the opportunity to throw some assassination lists to lure Uzo closer... But if the boss speaks, even if it is Rum, don't want to intervene.
…
Gin quickly explained the current situation in the email, of course, hiding that little factional dispute.
Then hit send hard.
Although vodka has a certain mind-reading function, it is not magical enough to see through gin's thoughts at a glance.
What's more, the surrounding sky is dark, and it's not convenient to observe the expression.
So he only heard Gin say "There must be punishment".
Then waited for a long time, but did not wait for the following.
Vodka: "..." Brother?
Hesitating whether to continue to take risks.
At this moment, Vodka flickered out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly felt something was wrong.
He turned his head quickly, and saw a pitch-black head poking out from behind the billboard on the top of the building at some point.
——There is a cat peeping here.
Seven or eight meters away, in the dim light, the cat's eyes were like two dark green stars, staring straight at the gun in Gin's hand.
Finding that Vodka was looking at him, the cat tilted its head, and its eyes quickly fell on Vodka again.
Vodka: "..." It turned out to be just a wild cat.
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand a little angrily, and made a gesture of driving away from the air.
The cat blinked and looked at him, then suddenly jumped off the billboard and ran over.
Vodka: "...?"
...This cat is probably used to eating and drinking, thinking that I was waving just now to invite it to have a meal!
The vodka was about to startle the bold cat away with a sound.
But at this moment, he suddenly saw the color of the cat clearly.
—Black cat, white paw.
Other than that, there is no variegation.
Vodka was stunned. I always felt that I had seen a cat of the same style a while ago, and it was about the same size...
Wait? !
Vodka suddenly remembered:
Isn't this the same **** cat who took advantage of him to trade, seized his driver's seat, blinded brother Gin's eyes with shameless means, and caused him to suddenly call him "not as good as a cat"!
...Why are you so lingering? !
…
Recalling these unpleasant past events, Vodka stared quietly at the black cloud treading snow cat, and pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose like a serious cadre.
A flash of light flashed through the lens, covering up the killing intent in Vodka's eyes.
However, as a man who has lived in the organization for so many years and experienced countless storms, Vodka didn't act immediately.
He stared at the cat approaching arrogantly with complicated emotions: "..."
Although the color is the same and the body shape is similar, they may not be the same cat—after all, Vodka has never seriously studied the appearance of cats. In his eyes, except for the color of the fur, all cats actually look the same.
Vodka: "..." Besides, the failure to kill Shirley just now means that it is still time for the mission.
The cat is not as easy to catch as imagined, in case I messed up the task in order to catch the cat. Although the cat is doomed, but he will be scolded as inferior to the cat again, and may even receive bullets from his elder brother... How can his status of vodka be the same as that of a mere cat! It's a disgrace!
…
When vodka is tangled.
After Gin sent the email, he suddenly felt something approaching.
He was in a bad mood, so while turning his head to look, he took out a gun from his arms and shot back.
"Bang—" A gunshot rang out.
When the echo hit the ground, Gin happened to turn his head completely.
Looking carefully, there was no blood spatter and no suspicious person falling to the ground at the location of the shooting.
After being confused for 0.1 second, Qin Jiu lowered his gaze, and suddenly found four strange white claws standing directly below the path of the bullet.
... No, look carefully, there is a black cat on the paw.
A familiar black cloud and snow cat.
…
The cat felt the bullets passing overhead ~IndoMTL.com~ froze for a moment, its steps froze, and its raised paw paused temporarily.
It raised its head to look at Gin, and after a pause, it found that Gin did not continue to hit the cat with bullets, so he gave up the idea of "rushing to a dark corner, transforming into a leopard and then killing it back", and continued to test move.
Gin stared at the familiar cat, and watched it approach with cold eyes.
After a few steps, I suddenly found that the cat seemed to have something in its mouth, as if it was going to come over to him.
“…”
Gin still remembers this magical cat who is very different in fighting, and can attack his own kind with somersaults and hand knives.
It just so happens that "that lord" hasn't replied yet, so he is still idle...
So he didn't stop the cat from approaching, bent down, and took down the note it brought over.
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