Conan: I'm Not a Model Worker in the Winery

Chapter 527: Sudden Attacker

Even though he didn't see any suspicious people with his naked eyes, Angostra always trusted his instincts and dragged Anderburg out of the restaurant without hesitation.

After coming out onto the street, the feeling of being watched became stronger and stronger, and it was a little different from when I was in the restaurant just now.

"More than one person?"

Angostura speculated secretly in his heart.

Anderburg, who was being dragged by him, probably also felt something. His indifferent brows slightly frowned, his left hand calmly placed in the bag on his right waist, and he glanced around.

At this moment, probably because it was just past noon and the location was relatively remote, there was a rare vacuum of pedestrians on the street.

"Have you found Laiyuan?"

After turning into a clothing store, Anderburg asked in a low voice.

"No." Angostura picked up a baseball cap and took out a knife. "There are no suspicious people following us within a hundred meters... Either the other party has very good tracking skills, or someone is watching us from a high point."

"The probability of a sniper is high. There are four commanding heights within 500 meters that can aim at this place." Anderburg silently took the hat that his teammate had chosen and put it back on the shelf. As he spoke, he took out a brown hat from his bag and slapped it on his teammate's head. "Put away the knife. That thing can't replace currency for payment."

Even if it's worth five hundred pounds.

Under the clerk's strange gaze, Angostura was pushed out the back door in silence.

——In order to increase customer flow, many larger stores on this street have doors at both ends.

"I'm doing this to prevent possible danger... Why are you wearing a hat when you go out?"

"It protects you from the sun, acts as a camouflage, and prevents you from making duplicate purchases. It's very convenient."

After saying this, Anderburg took out a baseball cap and put it on himself.

“Aren’t hats disposable items…” Angostura muttered as he walked towards the block closer to the center.

After just a few steps, they found that things were not that simple:
——The feeling of being targeted not only did not subside, but became more and more obvious.

Angostura made a "tsk" sound and thought it was bad luck.

He estimated that he was getting closer and closer to the person who was following him... or targeting him.

However, neither he nor Anderburg's expressions changed much, and they even kept walking, walking straight towards places with less traffic. At most, they would look up at some corners to search for suspicious people in the distance.

"Stella, be careful."

Anderburg suddenly raised his head.

After being reminded by his teammates, Angostura quickly stopped and felt a sense of crisis at the same time. He was not unfamiliar with this feeling...

...It's the feeling of being targeted at the vital points!
but!
Just when Angostura was about to pull Anderburg away to escape.

The sense of crisis suddenly disappeared, and the next moment, the billboard about one meter away was suddenly pierced through the fixing device by something. With a "squeaking" and teeth-grinding sound, the billboard slowly fell towards the crosswalk which happened to be in a vacuum no-man's land at that moment.

The sudden change caused some pedestrians who were just passing by on the street to scream.

Although Angostura and Anderburg were stunned for a moment, as soon as the lock of the billboard was broken, the two of them had quickly passed through a store and came to a secluded narrow road.

“…Missed?”

Anderburg frowned slightly.

"It doesn't look like it missed the target... We could tell it was definitely within 300 yards. Only a rookie would miss the target by a distance of one meter." Angostura bared his teeth. "Also, it seems the person who fired the shot is not the one who poses the greatest threat."

Anderburg walked in front, looking a little confused. "Who is that? Except for that——"

He hadn't finished his words.

The sound of air breaking through the air almost instantly approached his head...Angostra next to him.

The astonishing momentum aroused the latter's conditioned reflex:

Angostura folded his right hand behind his back with an incredible movement and speed, and at the same time a knife mysteriously appeared in his hand.

However, the knife remained in his hand for less than a moment before he suddenly flicked it out, colliding with the weapon of the attacker behind him, making an unusually crisp sound.

"laugh--"

The next moment, the flying knife that was originally launched by Angostra hit the weapon and bounced away, but was quickly caught by Angostra, and then the opponent's weapon stabbed towards him without any hindrance...

Angostura turned around quickly, a flying knife appeared in his left hand, and his two hands crossed quickly, leaving a shadow in the air.

This turn not only allowed him to see clearly who the attacker was, but also made him go crazy in an instant -

"What the f**k! Are you sick?"

"……hehe."

The two "ha" sounds are quite sarcastic.

There is also a sense of contempt...

In addition, the opponent drew his sword without hesitation, and his figure moved aside like a ghost, and the black blade attacked him again...

Angostura was really furious this time. Six, seven or eight knives flashed between his fingers. He was not afraid of the opponent at all. He directly grasped the opponent's position and rushed up at a speed not slower than that of the opponent, intending to fight.

The white and black afterimages intertwined in an instant.

The chaotic scene dazzled Anderburgh for a moment—oh, there was also a very shiny silver mixed in.

Clang——

Clang——

Clang——

"Fuck! If you have the guts, don't hide!"

"Why don't you try hiding?"

"Gin! I will definitely report you for taking revenge on someone else!"

"Ha ha……"

Anderburg looked at the two people who were flashing around like ghosts, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Without hearing his teammates shout, he could tell that the person who suddenly attacked his teammates was Gin.

Seeing that the battle had not affected him, the two people who had been fighting fiercely with swords had not stopped for two minutes...

So Anderburg stood a little further away, then slowly took out a pistol from his bag.

Open insurance.

Loaded.

Install a silencer.

aim.

--'call out!'

'click--'

"Ding--Ding-ling~"

Angostra and the attacker Gin both stopped.

The two men's knives were still against each other, but neither of them paid any attention to the other. They just turned their heads silently and looked at a small round hole on the wall. Then they rubbed a small bunch of hair on their foreheads and sniffed it.

Well, good, burnt.

"Hey! Amber, what are you doing? Are you trying to imitate that bastard Gin and commit murder?" Angostura grinned.

"I'm sorry, it looks like you guys can still fight for a while."

Anderburg apologized expressionlessly, but ignored his teammates completely.

He blew on the smoking muzzle of the gun, and then, not caring about the temperature of the silencer, he pulled it off with his bare hands and put it in his bag, then turned to look at someone: "Gin, why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)