The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand one hundred and five [Uzo’s legacy]

Gin Jiu heard the ringtone through the phone, instinctively became suspicious, and frowned: "It's so late, who is looking for you?"

There are also phone etiquettes on the phone, whether it is a client or a friend, usually they will not be harassed suddenly in the middle of the night.

There was a rustling sound from the receiver. It should be that Wu Zuo took out the phone and took a look.

Following that, Qin Jiu heard his sinister voice with a slight smile:

"The boss is calling. He must have heard that I was attacked by an evil organization cadre. Please give me some condolences—what a conscientious boss."

"..." No matter how he heard it, Gin felt that these words seemed to mean something else, as if implying that a certain boss who had never "consoled" him had no conscience.

He snorted coldly, did not answer, and hung up the phone.

——What is the comparison with Bourbon, that guy may die suddenly one day, but he still has to be kind to the mastermind behind the scenes without knowing anything... Gin recalled that Bourbon was almost bombed As for the fireworks, my heart was peaceful, and there was even a little more pity in my eyes.

…

When Qin Jiu was on the phone, he was still processing the documents in his hand and turned on the speakerphone.

As soon as the phone was disconnected, Vodka couldn't help but gloated and laughed: "Poor Bourbon..."

In the middle of laughing, he was stunned for a moment, belatedly aware:

"Huh? Big brother, Uzo just said, 'Move the method of assassinating Shirley to Bo itself'... This guy must have guessed that we are going to target Shirley! He really has an affair with Shirley!

"At night at the Twin Towers, could it be that Uzo is actually using himself to attract our attention so that Shirley has room to act? ——Uzo's voice sounded sleepy just now Yes, maybe he was slacking off and accidentally slipped his mouth!"

When Vodka thought of this possibility, he was secretly excited.

However, Gin did not give the reaction he wanted at all.

Brother just glanced at him and said with a sneer, "You thought he was you?"...Even if Uzo wasn't sure who they were going to kill at first, after the incident in the elevator, if Uzo couldn't guess Come, you can come with vodka for company.

When thinking of the elevator sniping, Gin recalled his mistakes just now and the reminder email specially sent by the boss, his eyes sank, and a cold killing intent radiated from his body.

Vodka: "..."

When I got excited, it seemed that I accidentally mentioned a topic that shouldn't be mentioned.

"..." Damn Uzo. This person must have guessed from the sound quality of the phone that someone was listening in the hands-free state, so he gave some terrible language hints insidiously.

Vodka carefully sorted out the conversation he just heard and recorded his experience.

But I am worried that when I look back, I will be tricked again.

His understanding of psychology is very superficial, and he has no idea how Uzo's killing techniques work. Vodka thought to himself: If I think about it this way, not only fail to sum up my experience, but instead do something that angered my elder brother again, how will it end?

…Forget it, forget it.

It's better to wait until you get home when you are resting. In the dead of night and there is no one around, let's sum up in secret.

…

Facts have proved that the decision to "shut up and pretend to be dumb" is quite wise.

Gin's eyes staring at Vodka gradually became less gloomy.

However, thinking of some things, he is obviously still a little dissatisfied:

"Keep your mouth shut in the future - if you spread rumors about Uzo in the organization, I will bind those rumors into a book and send them to Uzo, with a note of 'vodka'."

There was a buzz in Vodka's head, and the cold sweat came down: "Brother! I, I just..."

"Shut up." Qin Jiu ignored him.

As a person who works with vodka every day, he naturally knows what vodka has done.

——This guy is nothing more than being bullied by Uzuo for a long time, and because Uzuo has little contact with the organization, he dares to spit occasionally.

Gin didn't block before. Because he felt that there was nothing wrong with this—"Uzo rarely had contact with the organization" was a fact, and it was also a flaw.

However, there is a little "rumour", which will make the image of "Uzo" more vivid, as if there is really such a person in the organization who murders his colleagues day and night.

But now, there is an Ireland that has a grudge against Uzo. The "rumour" is too timely, and it is easy to be noticed by interested people. If Uzo is not lucky enough, maybe he will really be locked.

Anyway, as long as things like "rumors" and "rumors" are released, they will spread more and more outrageously. The "Uzo's deeds" that have been spread before are enough, and the vodka can honestly rest.

…

After reminding Uzo about Ireland, by the way, scare Vodka, who has been dishonest recently.

Gin's thoughts turned to another matter.

He stretched out his hand to the vodka hat, and with the sound of his younger brother exhaling in relief, he took a cat from the top of the hat, and held the cat in his hand to look at it.

This is a black cloud treading snow cat, the whole body is pitch black, only four paws are white.

Just now on the roof of the municipal building in Xitama City, Uzo let the cat act as a messenger, ran to find him and vodka, and delivered a note.

Although I don't know where the cat climbed up, there are many doors on the way down the stairs, which is obviously inconvenient for the cat.

Uzuo didn't put a collar on the cat that signifies the status of "owning" - after all, it is considered an organized cat, if it is stopped by ordinary floor security and brought home to raise, it will be very bad Disgusting.

So when Gin Jiu retreated, he took the cat with him. Anyway, the cat is not too big, and it can be easily put in the pocket of the windbreaker.

…

When evacuating, Gin thought about other things all the way~IndoMTL.com~ When he returned to the car, he had forgotten that he still had a cat in his pocket.

The car drove slowly on the street in the middle of the night, accompanied by the rustling of the fabric.

After a while, feeling that Vodka was making a lot of small moves tonight, Gin frowned and looked over, only to realize that the cat had slipped out of his pocket and onto Vodka at some point.

At this moment, the cat stretched out its claws and hooked Vodka's hem for a while, scratching the new suit; sunglasses, trying to pick it off...

The corners of Vodka's eyes twitched, with a look of daring to be angry but dare not speak out. I don't know if he is afraid of the Uzo behind the cat, or he thinks that a tall and strong man should not care about a cat.

... Fortunately, this cat is not always harassing.

——Every time it finishes a prank, it will temporarily stop its actions, and lie happily beside the vodka, its paws moving slightly.