Conan Dressed As Gin

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Shan Heqing received the news that everyone had completed the task.

At this time, he was driving the Porsche to the stronghold in Mikacho.

Without further questioning, Shan Heqing turned off the wireless microphone.

- Everyone's completion will leave a record and hand it to the organization. He just needs to go back and look around.

What needs to be paid attention to is whether the undercover agents have disclosed this matter, causing trouble for the next annihilation mission. He was going to wait for the vodka to arrive, change cars with him, and go out to investigate.

The familiar ones entered the stronghold room and searched around again for eavesdropping/listening/device/tracking/tracking/device/sending/letter/device/camera/camera, daring not to be sloppy. Shan Heqing sat by the bed with a small medicine box.

Playing with Trinidad is really bad.

The muscles are really not for nothing, and the fists are like cannonballs.

However, he was not shot/shot this time, at most a little skin injury.

Shan Heqing took off his windbreaker, his shirt and the thick and heavy body armor inside, and took off all the dangers and supplies on his body first, and took a breath of relief.

"It seems that it is beneficial to wrap it so thickly in the summer. Trinidad definitely didn't expect it." He chuckled softly, "This time there is no skin injury."

Trinidad felt his internal organs hurt when he punched him, but after a while, he didn't feel any more. It is estimated that it was blocked by the things wrapped around the body, and the pain in the body/inside is just the shock/swing of the aftermath.

Now he doesn't even have any bruises on his body. Out of the stronghold, it is another pillar of the organization full of blood.

Vodka will come later. Shan Heqing put on all his clothes again. God knows, he is so hot, he can only turn on the air conditioner to cool down while he is at this moment.

At his request, Vodka went back and drove the broken van before coming to the base.

"You drive the Porsche, I'll drive the van first." Shan Heqing asked him for the keys.

"Big... big brother?!" Vodka stuttered in fright.

When did Gin drive such a broken car!

Shan Heqing glanced at him in disgust: "Car key."

Is not this nonsensical! He went to investigate whether there was any unusual movement among the police, FBI, and CIA. If you drive past the Porsche, there will be movement even if there is no movement!

It's true that gin is a car, but it's not stupid.

…

After a few laps in the street, the phone rang.

"..." Shan Heqing remained silent as always, waiting for the other party to speak first.

This is also the prudence of Gin.

"GIN, come here." Surprisingly, is it the BOSS? !

Shan Heqing took the phone away and saw that the phone number was also correct, so he answered.

What is BOSS doing to him?

He turned the car around and drove back.

No matter what he does, this time he has enough confidence.

As usual, he was driving around the city when his phone rang again.

"…"

"GIN." Belmod's voice was as sweet and lazy as ever, but this time, Shan Heqing could hear her solemnity.

"Treasures that you get for nothing, are not good things."

She meant something.

Shan Heqing frowned slightly, vigilant in his heart. But the surface was still cold, and he hung up.

The boss in the front called him to go back, and Belmod said something like this in the back.

Are you reminding him of what?

Unearned...a treasure.

Hmm... I guess I'll know when it's time.

According to his memory, Shan Heqing found an inconspicuous corridor in the organization. Surprisingly, Belmod actually leans against the wall here.

Shan Heqing looked at her.

Belmod's face was a little disgusted and complicated, and there was some inexplicable expectation. He stared at him hesitantly.

Shan Heqing nodded to her, and when the camera/camera at the corner turned, he pressed the switch and walked into the secret door in the corridor.

"…GIN."

Her face was gloomy and changed, leaning against the wall to light a slender cigarette, without any intention of leaving.

Shan Heqing raised his vigilance and walked inside.

In his memory, even Jin Jiu had never seen the BOSS directly, and what he ordered had to be done.

Going straight along the secret passage, he soon came to a large dim room. There is only one large screen in this room, and a cabinet door that can be opened and closed.

"GIN, inject that bottle of APSL No. 2."

The boss's voice came from the speaker on the wall. Shan Heqing also saw the camera and knew that the boss was watching him somewhere.

There was a faint sound of mechanical operation in the room, and then the openable cabinet door in front of it opened. Something was lying on it.

Shan He walked over nervously, picked it up and took a look.

...is a vial of colorless liquid and a syringe. The bottle says "APSL" next to a large "No. 2" in bold red pen.

Shan Heqing was extremely vigilant and resisted in his heart, but his mind was clearer at this time.

He knew he couldn't express any hesitation or any other emotion. Otherwise, he can't guarantee whether the muzzle sticking out of this room will be a gun.

Shan Heqing lowered his eyes and injected the liquid into the vein of his right arm.

The author has something to say: thanks to the little angel "zr" for the mine _(:з"∠)_

Thanks to the little angel "Koukoujun" for the mine _(:з"∠)_

Thanks to the little angel "Slaughter Sheng" for the mines_(:з"∠)_

All for my kiss~ What a da!

There is one more thing to say qwq little angels, I know how you love Wen.

But... can you not tease the moon and a half. I was very happy when I saw that there were many comments on mines in the past few days, but at first glance, there were no profits, only three. The rest of those are fake. It's too uncomfortable for QAQ to give hope and a gap like this. Don't make fun of the moon and a half like that.