Conan: I'm Really Not the Manipulator

Zhu Fu Jingguang felt that the other party was too casual, but the relationship between superiors and subordinates was there, so he couldn't point it out to his face, so he could only respond again: "I know."

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Tokyo time, 11:20 a.m.

In Haido Prison located in the western area of ​​Haido Town, a special patient walked out of the cell.

Because he was going to the hospital, he did not wear prison clothes, but changed into daily clothes, a pair of inconspicuous brown trousers under the eye-catching coat.

Congressman Kawajiri looked haggard. He was overweight before going to prison, but now he is almost as thin as a stick. The skin on his arms, stomach and thighs is so loose that you can even pull it out in lumps like dough.

One of the accompanying prison guards stood at the door with his hands on his hips, looking impatiently into the distance, waiting for another companion.

After a while, footsteps were heard and the second prison guard arrived at the scene.

He lifted his hat, revealing his black hair and a pair of light brown eyes under the brim, and he gave an apologetic smile.

"Sorry, I'm late."

It's normal to find a paragraph familiar. I modified the previous article and moved it here.

Chapter 128 Gin's idea is really good

There were two prison guards who accompanied the seriously ill congressman to seek medical treatment this time.

One is Fujiwara, who is in his forties and has worked in prison for nearly twenty years and is very experienced; the other is Yue, who is young and smart and quite flexible in her daily work.

This junior's surname is not nice to hear, and it sounds like an insult, so he always asks others to call him by his first name. Fujiwara always thinks that this name is a bit feminine, and it is more common for girls to have this name.

Seeing that Yue, who was late, apologized honestly as soon as he arrived, Fujiwara didn't say much, but waved his hand to signal the other party to stand on the other side of Congressman Kawajiri.

In order to avoid attracting too much attention, the two of them also wore casual clothes. Fujiwara lowered his head to check the clothes, and after confirming, he looked at Yue: "If there is no problem, we can set off now."

"it is good……"

This was Yue's first time to be tasked with accompanying a criminal to see a doctor, and perhaps he was a little nervous. He moved slowly and looked at Councillor Kawajiri's hand.

Under the sleeves of the coat, on the loose wrists, was a pair of gleaming silver handcuffs.

Senator Kawajiri felt someone was looking at him, so he subconsciously looked up at the other person. The moment he met the other person's eyes, he shuddered unconsciously and quickly lowered his head.

“Remember to leave behind what should be left behind.”

Yue finished speaking, no longer looking at the keyhole of the handcuffs, and asked Fujiwara: "Senior, have you checked the pockets of his clothes and pants?"

"I checked it, no problem."

Fujiwara's tone was a little impatient, but also a little...guilty.

In fact, there was no thorough inspection.

Before the month came, he searched the congressman. When he asked him to take off his turtleneck shirt, the congressman hesitated and refused to take it off, saying that his body was too ugly and he was embarrassed to see people. He also stuffed him with a tie clip with a small gem.

It was not uncommon for prisoners to bribe prison guards. An old employee like Fujiwara, who had worked for more than 20 years, would not refuse as rigidly as a newcomer. He secretly took the things and pretended to be bland under the surveillance without checking them to the end.

Fujiwara felt the expensive tie clip pressed against his pocket and quietly observed Yue's expression.

Seeing that the other party didn't suspect anything, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the person who went with me was Yue, who was flexible but very careless. If it was the more serious Akamatsu, he might not be so easy to fool and would have asked to be checked together from the beginning.

But speaking of it, Akamatsu was working well, why did he suddenly quit?

Fujiwara was thinking about a lot of random things, and seeing that it was getting late, he quickly took the other two to the prison gate.

It takes twenty minutes to get from Beihu Prison to Beihu Central Hospital. The hospital has a good location, close to the commercial street and Central Bridge.

The car had been waiting at the gate for a long time. The driver was a prison logistics staff with rich driving experience. The door opened and the three of them sat in the back seat one by one, with Kawajiri in the middle.

The driver adjusted the rearview mirror and looked at them through it: "This time..."

Fujiwara quickly gave the driver a sharp look and he immediately shut up.

The police will also go there this time.

It is no secret that when they received the task of accompanying the patients to the hospital, they were reminded by their leaders: the Metropolitan Police Department would send several public security police officers to monitor their whereabouts throughout the hospital and ask them to be careful in what they say and do.

Public security police are not considered police officers, and prison police are not considered police officers in the strict sense either. They have another official title, "criminal officers," and are affiliated with the Correctional Bureau of the Ministry of Justice - they have different managers from the police and public security police.

Therefore, the police can only send people to keep an eye on them after they go to the hospital, and cannot directly interfere in the prison and arrange the actions and personnel.

"Let's go." Fujiwara suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart and checked the time again: "Our appointment time is 11:45."

The driver nodded and quickly started the car.

Yue sat quietly on the side, without expressing any opinion throughout the whole process.

The car drove forward, turned a corner in front, blended into the traffic quietly, and came to a busy street.

There is a row of cars parked on the side of the street. The models of the cars are ordinary and the appearance is plain, which makes them look inconspicuous.

As she passed one of the cars, Yue looked outside. Her light brown eyes met a pair of cold eyes, and then they quickly moved away.

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"..."

In an ordinary car, Gin, dressed in black, sat in the back seat. He withdrew his gaze from the window. The smile in Aoyagi Binguang's eyes just now made him upset and unhappy.

A laptop was placed on his lap, with a red dot on it flashing and moving forward rapidly.

After the red dot reached a certain location, Gin pressed the communication headset on his ear and gave orders to the three people connected to it.

“Cohn, Chianti, vodka.”

“—Do it.”

……

Cohen was on the top floor of a tall building not far from the Beihu Central Bridge, and had already started working. He responded to Gin in a low voice and looked at the bridge through the scope.

A tanker truck was moving forward at a moderate speed, surrounded by a bunch of ordinary cars.

When the tanker reached the center of the bridge, Cohen pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"boom!"

The bullet flew out of the barrel with astonishing speed and temperature, and shot directly into the bloated and huge tank filled with fuel at the rear.

"boom!!"

A deafening explosion.

A raging fire rose from the struck area, and the scorching heat spread rapidly along with billowing gray smoke.

The nearby vehicles had no time to dodge and were engulfed in flames in the blink of an eye, trapping people in a narrow iron cage; the cars behind had no time to brake and collided with each other one after another.

The bridge, which was peaceful and bustling just a moment ago, suddenly became a mess and turned into the scene of a major disaster.

Cohen put away his gun expressionlessly, ignoring the tragedy below.

"Completed. Prepare to evacuate."

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In a newly developed but temporarily unrented office building across from Beihu Commercial Street, Chianti was standing at the window on the fifteenth floor, with the muzzle of his gun pointed downwards.

Rifles with longer range were aimed at several hydrogen balloons floating in the air, while below the balloons, people who came to the commercial street event had happy expressions on their faces.

Chianti saw this scene through the scope.

Every drop of cold blood began to boil at this moment, stimulating her nerves. She felt excited and grinned, revealing a rare bright smile.

Her finger pressed the trigger, and the butterfly wings at the corner of her eyes opened and closed, and a bullet was fired accurately.

“Bang—whoosh!”

A hydrogen balloon exploded. When the crowd below was curious about why it suddenly exploded, they looked up and saw some liquid pouring down from the sky like rain.

"what!!!"

More than one scream came from the crowd.

As soon as the sticky liquid touched the skin, it quickly began to corrode the surrounding area. Severe pain came from the face, and some people screamed and covered their eyes.

"it hurts!!"

“It’s, it’s a corrosive chemical—!!”

Soon, someone realized what this "rain" was, and some people who were less affected fled in fear to places with shelter.

Chianti's butterfly wings fluttered lightly, and after bursting the last hydrogen balloon, she quickly packed up her things and evacuated downwards.

"Mission accomplished, Gin!" she reported triumphantly.

……

Vodka, who was in the same communication channel, heard the news from his two colleagues.

He usually drives and looks very low-key, and today is no exception. After all, he is used to following his elder brother and doing things quietly without making a fuss.

The door of the cinema's projection room was closed. Vodka, who was in the security passage, saw the ticket inspector leaving, raised his foot and kicked lightly. A nearby cart silently moved out and stopped at the door of the projection room.

He pressed down the brim of his hat and pressed the switch in his hand.

Several small bombs placed in remote locations exploded instantly, igniting the old newspapers underneath, causing a fire in the projection room.

“Beep—”

Hearing the sound of the fire alarm, Vodka evacuated quickly and quietly.

He ran to the first floor, got in the car quickly and left. He didn't report until he was sure that no one was following him: "Brother, it's done."

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When organizations do things, they never care about whether to take innocent people into consideration, and they will even take advantage of innocent people when necessary.

——They are such a group of unforgivable criminals who deserve to go to hell.

Gin looked at the map coldly.

Commercial street, Central Bridge, cinema...Once an accident occurs in these three places, the two nearest rescue hospitals are Beihu Central Hospital and Beihu University Hospital.

"Calvados didn't come today?"