Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

3:57 am.

Conan ran into the entrance of Xianqiao Station, ran past the escalator that had not started to operate, and went all the way down.

At the same time, the galloping Porsche 356A stopped near the station.

The snow in the sky has stopped, and a thick layer of snow has accumulated on the houses and streets.

Chi Feichi got out of the car, raised his eyes to observe the nearby areas that might be monitored, and walked towards the station from the blind spot of surveillance.

Although it is cold in heavy snow, as long as you have good physical fitness and a little anti-freeze, you will not be so uncomfortable.

Being cold can sometimes make people clearer.

Much better than the hot, dreary, drowsy midsummer.

There are not many footprints left on the snow ahead, large and small scattered in the open space outside the station.

When Chi Feichi passed by a child's footprint, he took a sideways look at it, and still couldn't help taking out his mobile phone, and took pictures of that small footprint and other footprints on the snow.

The footprints of the trumpet are very far apart. It seems that Conan ran in and was in a hurry.

Although doing so might deceive Conan, but seeing such obvious traces, he really couldn't help but want to leave a proof.

...

"The trading time is coming...Okay, watch around the station, don't let a mouse go!"

At the station exit on the other side of the street, Vodka got out of the car on the phone, walked to the station exit, took out a flashlight, and walked all the way down the stairs.

The station is still getting started, the entire basement is not powered on, and the storage room is also completely dark.

"Hey... That guy Itakura hasn't come yet!"

Vodka walked into the storage room and found that there was no figure of Takuo Itakura, so he lit a cigarette a little annoyed.

Behind the last two rows of lockers, Conan calmed down his shortness of breath from running over to get ready, quietly turned his head, and watched Vodka light his cigarette.

Vodka was smoking a cigarette, and suddenly found a check on the edge of the locker illuminated by the beam of the flashlight, and went forward to take a look at it.

"A check? Isn't this the same amount as that guy Itakura..."

When I opened the locker No. 0032, I found that there was also a disk box taped to the bottom of the locker.

"This is the system software made by Itakura! Not only did that stupid guy not dare to deliver the goods in person, but he also left the money..."

Vodka was a little proud, but also a little joking, turned his head and spit out the cigarette into the aisle, and reached for the box.

Conan, who poked his head quietly, looked at the red cigarette butt on the ground, with a smile on his face that the plan had succeeded.

Very good, cigarette butts in hand...

In front of the locker, Vodka didn’t notice anything unusual. He found that it was inconvenient to tear off the tape stuck to the edge of the box while wearing gloves, so he put the flashlight on the edge of the locker, took off his gloves and placed it next to the flashlight, and freed his left hand to make a call , while biting a cigarette and listening to the phone, tearing off the tightly stuck tape.

"...It's me, that guy Itakura should still be around, bring him here... What? Only four or five drunks and a child entered the station?! Absolutely impossible, go and search for me!"

"Crack."

The cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against the back of the vodka's head.

Vodka was startled, and immediately froze in place, not daring to move.

"What trick are you playing?"

Qin Jiu had no expression on his face, and his voice was cold and deep.

"Brother..." Vodka didn't look back, and slowly put down the phone that was placed next to his ear.

Not only was Vodka taken aback, but Conan, who was hiding behind the locker, also felt a chill rushing from his tailbone to the top of his head.

Gin!

"The trading time should be 12 o'clock tomorrow morning." Gin put down his gun.

Vodka breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and explained, "He said it would be inconvenient for him tomorrow, so we temporarily changed the time to four o'clock in the morning..."

"Oh?" Gin put a gun against Vodka's throat, and his eyes became a little colder, "He communicated with you by email just to facilitate the time change like this? Lark should have said that Itakura is not trustworthy, right? "

The red-marked trading partner, vodka, dare to be so profligate?

Conan, who was hiding behind the locker, was taken aback.

Lark...

Raki wine?

The kind of distilled anisate that is regarded as the national drink of Türkiye?

"No, no, in fact, this time is set by our side," Vodka was in a cold sweat, fearing that his elder brother's brain would twitch, and he shot with a 'bang', and quickly explained in detail, "That guy Itakura is here this time. When I was receiving emails at the villa in Gunma, a snowstorm happened to cut off the circuit, so we switched to calling..."

Gin moved the gun away.

"Although that guy seems to have discovered our intentions and failed to kill him, we have successfully obtained the things. Anyway, he has a bad heart, haha..." Vodka turned around quickly and took the disk box from the locker Come out and hand over to Gin, "Even if we don't kill him, he will die soon..."

Gin took a look at the disk case and threw it behind him.

Vodka opened his mouth, and before he could speak, he saw a hand in black gloves catch the disk case.

At some point, a man in casual black clothes stood at the door, his outstretched fingers were clasped on the edge of the disk case, and he was holding the disk case firmly.

The flashlight provided some light, and the blond hair and outstretched arms cast a shadow on the face. From the corner of the eye, one could vaguely see the indifferent young face and a pair of blue eyes without any emotion.

"Lack..."

A sweat of vodka.

The people staring outside said that only four or five drunkards and one kid came in. Why did Luke also come in when the eldest brother came in?

Did Lak come with his elder brother, or was the matter so serious this time that even Lak came over to check on the situation?

Also, being stared at by Lak like this, he always felt hairy on his back.

He will never forget that time in London, when Lark was asking questions, he suddenly stared at him coldly and aggressively, as if he was going to kill, forcing him to answer the question of where the disk might be hidden.

Combined with Srivova telling him about being threatened with a gun...

Don't look at Lak who can cook and make tea for them, he is definitely a neurotic who is more neurotic than his elder brother.

Usually nothing happens, but this time...

Uh, did he make some heinous mistake?

Conan is more panicked than vodka.

Conan hid behind the locker, holding his breath.

Someone is here again? Could this station be surrounded by people from that organization?

Chi Feichi withdrew his gaze and looked down at the disk case.

Gin is not throwing things away, but wants him to help check the disk box...

"Do you know why he uses tape to fix the disk case?" Gin asked, tearing off the tape stuck in the cabinet, and stuffing it into the pocket of Vodka's suit in a daze, "It's to collect your fingerprints, because wearing Gloves won't be able to tear off the edges of the tape."

"There are no fingerprints on the disk box, it should be wiped off, and the transmitter is glued inside," Chi Feichi said in a hoarse voice, tearing off the black electronic device stuck on it from the disk box, and throwing the disk box back to the Qin Jiu looked at the transmitter against the light, crushed the transmitter with force with his fingers, and threw it to his feet, "I'm not sure if it has the wiretapping function."

"Oh? It seems that even the old nest was almost found out." Gin caught the disk case, walked to the aisle, and picked up the half-extinguished cigarette on the ground. "Also, if you don't see anyone all the time, you Will start smoking because of restlessness..."

Vodka was sweating profusely.

It seems that there was really a big accident...

Gin got up with the cigarette butt, walked to Vodka, put the cigarette butt back into Vodka's mouth, "As long as you get your saliva, you can detect your blood type, this guy is really an old fox!"

Chi Feichi raised his eyes and stared.

This move seems a little... intimate?

Sensing Chi Feichi's gaze, Gin raised his eyes, looked at each other, and remained silent.

What are you looking at? What catches your eyes?

"Itakura bastard!" Vodka finished angrily, and found that Chi Feichi and Gin Jiu were staring at each other in silence. The atmosphere was a bit weird, so they didn't make another sound.

what happened?

"What is that look in your eyes?" Qin Jiu asked coldly.

"I seem to be early." Chi Feichi said seriously in a hoarse voice.

Vodka: "???"

What's the meaning?

Gin: "..."

Forget it, ignore this snake spirit disease, the business is important.

Qin Jiu retracted his gaze speechlessly, held the disk case in one hand, and bit off the glove on the other hand with his teeth, "It wasn't made by Itakura, his heart is not good, and when the temperature difference is too large, the sympathetic nerves will be stimulated. The heart causes a huge load, so it is absolutely impossible for a person with heart disease to go all the way to a villa on a mountain where it is snowing heavily..."

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Vodka was taken aback, "So, who is that guy on the phone with me?"

"I'm afraid he hired some smart guy." Gin checked the temperature on the disk with the back of his hand, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "But something went wrong..."

He and Lak wore gloves to touch the disk case before, and they came in from the low temperature outside environment, and it was impossible for the surface of the glove to transfer the temperature to the disk case.

And similarly, because of the low outside air temperature, his hand was also cold. If he felt it from the back of his hand, he could feel the temperature from the disk case radiating from the inside to the outside.

"Huh?" Vodka was puzzled.

"The surface of this disk case is still warm." Gin Jiu threw the disk case back to Chi Feichi, with murderous intent in his eyes, and looked sideways at the locker in the back row, "This means that the person is still around here... "

After Chi Feichi caught the disk box, he also took off his gloves and stuck it on with the back of his hand.

The temperature radiating from the inside to the outside can't be caused by the vodka just touching it, but someone put the disk in his arms for a while, and it didn't take long for the disk to leave that person...

Vodka still has nothing to say in terms of action coordination. Seeing Gin Jiu loaded the gun in his hand, he also took out the pistol, loaded the bullets, and walked towards the back locker with Gin Jiu.

Behind the locker, Conan was taken aback. Hearing the approaching footsteps, his heart beat faster and faster.

Come here, if you continue like this, you will definitely be discovered, what to do, what to do...

His anesthesia needles and football were used to deal with the three robbers, and now he has no resistance at all to the people of the organization with guns...

Chi Feichi followed behind Vodka, took out his gun, and loaded the bullet, feeling a little anticipation in his heart.

Another day when a detective was taught by Gin to be a man.

Conan's death is not enough, he thought about it on the way, he could find a reason to stop Gin Jiu and kill a little devil.

For example, wait until the mastermind behind the scenes is found out.

And as long as Conan is not killed in a flash, the situation will most likely turn around.

Therefore, he was looking forward to seeing Conan's little face pale with fright, thinking about it would make people feel happy.

The number of times he has been taught to be a human being has also let Conan know that he can't be sloppy in the face of the organization, and don't be too confident to deceive his teammates.

Gin and Vodka, who were walking in front, slowed down, stopped for a while at the side of the first row of lockers, and suddenly stepped out with their guns pointed forward, ready to pull the trigger at any time.

However, there was no other figure between the two of them.

The two continued to walk forward, but again, no one was found.

Vodka looked at the last aisle, with a smile on his lips, "There is only one left now, no matter how cunning this mouse is, it will never escape..."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense!" Gin interrupted the vodka and walked towards the last aisle.