The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand four hundred and fourteen [Ireland: Death is like the wind, always with me]

In the alley near the base.

Ireland left the base soon after finishing the handy task.

On the way, he kept scanning the hidden places around him, his face was calm, but his heart was unavoidably vigilant—it wasn't that he was suspicious, but no matter who was reminded to "be careful on the road" by a guy with a lot of criminal records , I am afraid that there will be similar changes in mood.

However, after being vigilant all the way, the surroundings were always very calm.

This made Ireland can't help but feel that maybe he was thinking too much.

But as a brave and resourceful qualified cadre, he did not relax his vigilance because of this. It's just that the mood is a little more relaxed, but the observation of the surroundings has not stopped.

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He came all the way to the place where he hid the car.

Ireland walked to the driver's seat and was about to open the door.

But at this moment, he paused for a moment, and suddenly a thought came to his mind: Do you want to check your car?

Ireland "..." He didn't tell anyone about his itinerary today. Even if Uzo wanted to target him, it would be difficult to lay an ambush on the road.

But just now, Wu... the man in black with sunglasses and a tentative identity, told him to "be careful on the road".

Therefore, compared to an ambush halfway, Ireland always felt that the possibility of Uzo tampering with his own car seemed to be higher.

And thinking about it carefully, just now was the base where Qin Jiu and others left first.

Although Qin Jiu would not brazenly go around the organization's base and tamper with other cadres, Wu Zuo might not—this new cadre, among the many rumors related to him, sounded like he was doing something for the sake of Like reckless lunatics.

Ireland dare not be careless. He withdrew his hand that was about to open the car door, and was about to lean over to check.

But at this time, there was a faint movement in the abandoned building next to it. It seemed that someone was climbing the stairs.

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Ireland Yizheng This building has been abandoned for a long time. Even if there are homeless people living there, they will not be too idle to climb the stairs at night.

He felt something was wrong and raised his head vigilantly.

But before I could see anything clearly, a bicycle screeched and braked suddenly on the road next to it.

Ireland turned her head and looked, her fingers tightened slightly—it turned out to be a policeman.

The patrolman stepped off his bicycle and looked at Ireland with a frown, as if he wanted to say something.

But soon, from his perspective, he seemed to notice another thing. The patrolman looked up at the upstairs and shouted in surprise, "Hey! What are you doing there? Come down immediately!"

Ireland "..." There are people on it?

This thought flashed in my mind, and in the next moment, there was a scream from upstairs, approaching quickly.

"!" Ireland raised his head suddenly, just in time to see a person fall from the roof and hit him heavily on the top of his head. He broke out in a cold sweat, and stepped back abruptly. The soles of the fallen person's shoes brushed against his hair and wiped the painful wind on his face.

Finally, the man landed on the roof of his car with a bang, and his legs fell down and hit the window, knocking a spiderweb of cracks through the solid blast-proof window.

There was a dead silence.

In the years of the organization, Ireland has already created an unknown number of dead bodies.

But at this time, death happened so close to him, and more importantly, it almost took him away with him, which made his throat roll, his fists clenched, and his heart felt uncomfortable.

The little patrolman was completely shocked, and took a step back: "How could this be..."

Ireland regained consciousness because of these movements.

He suddenly realized that he couldn't stay here—if he was taken to the Metropolitan Police Department because of this, things would be troublesome. You must leave the scene immediately before too many people see it!

At the time of the fall, he happened to be under the building. From another point of view, this can be regarded as a perfect alibi, at least it can prove that he was not the one who pushed the person down the stairs... Even if the police feel that he Appearing here is very suspicious. If you want to find him and ask him, the search will not be as strong as arresting a murderer.

Thinking about it, before the little patrolman came back to his senses, Ireland roughly checked the location of the vehicle that was most likely to be tampered with.

No problem was found, he pulled the deformation forcefully

Get on the car door, start to leave.

The accelerator was gradually increased to the maximum, and the vehicle jumped out with a bang, and the corpse on the roof was thrown off and fell to the ground with a plop.

At the same time, Ireland took out the gun hidden on his body with a sullen face, quickly installed the silencer, the muzzle of the gun protruded from the crack of the car window, and slammed the trigger.

After a muffled bang, he glanced in the rearview mirror just in time to see the patrolman's head **** back as if hit hard, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

The vehicle quickly left the dimly lit street and quickly disappeared into the night.

"I'm so sorry, but I don't want to attack the police unless it's necessary." With cruel eyes, he whispered coldly, "If you want to blame, blame that Uzo, I'll send him to **** to accompany him soon You."

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After the vehicle left, on the silent street.

The patrolman who "was killed by a headshot" hissed, covered his head, and sat up from the ground.

He was standing here just now, when suddenly a black cloud treading snow cat ran towards the wall, as fast as a black lightning.

With this kind of natural protective color in the dark night, the patrolman barely found its existence by relying on the four white paws until the cat ran close.

While wondering when he had the cat-sucking physique, the little patrolman subconsciously stretched out his hand, trying to catch the cat that was rushing towards him enthusiastically.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, a cold light flashed under the cat's eyes, and mercilessly, it slapped his forehead head-on with its paw.

The small cat actually contains huge kinetic energy, and the careless human will fall backwards. When he regained consciousness, the suspicious car had already driven away.

The patrolman was stunned for a moment.

After a while, he came back to his senses ~IndoMTL.com~ and turned his head to look at the culprit cat: "What the **** did you hit!"

The cat squatted beside him with its paws together, and looked up at him innocently, as if it couldn't understand what he was talking about.

Looking at each other for a moment, the patrolman sighed helplessly: "..." Well, what is he competing with a cat. The cat didn't do it on purpose, maybe a mosquito passed by his forehead just now, and the cat was beating the mosquito.

He reached out and touched the cat's head.

A few seconds later, I suddenly remembered the business, and suddenly looked in the direction of the vehicle fleeing: "Don't run!!"

However, looking at it this way, the road is empty, and the car has completely disappeared.

"...Why are you running? Obviously he is also a victim, so he doesn't want to make a record. Is this some kind of wanted fugitive?"

The patrolman muttered while looking at his mobile phone.

After being knocked down, he remembered that he followed his instinct and pressed the shutter.