Conan Rick's Investigator

Even someone like Gin doesn't care about team building. He doesn't care if a code member kills another code member, as long as the mission is completed.

This leaves a chance for good people...

After finishing his thoughts, Qin Zhibo turned and walked towards his sniper position.

……

Beihu Park, parking lot.

Conan and Haibara Ai are still waiting for Qin Zhibo's car, never leaving him.

They must see today who Qin Zhibo is going to contact and exchange information about the "organization".

But after waiting for more than an hour, not a single ghost was seen.

"What's going on? Why is it taking so long?"

Conan gritted his teeth, feeling a little anxious.

The information about "delicious" food is right in front of you, but you don't know when you can "eat" it.

He didn't dare to get too close. With Qin Zhibo's amazing observation skills, it was easy for him to find him.

"Could it be that Qin Zhibo has already left? That's an empty car?"

Ai Haibara squatted beside him and asked indifferently.

Conan shook his head. "That's impossible. The signal shows that guy is in the car... He would never forget to take the wallet."

Conan pressed the switch on the leg of his glasses and confirmed the position of the red dot again. Sure enough, it was still the same as before.

"Maybe he has already discovered that you are following him?" Haibara Ai made another guess.

Conan actually agreed with this guess.

With Qin Zhibo's ability, he can always do things beyond the understanding of ordinary people.

"Let's wait and see..."

Conan is not going to give up yet. It's just a competition of who has more patience.

Ai Haibara next to her had already felt a little bored and had turned her gaze elsewhere, but she couldn't help but think of what the "swindler" had just said.

elder sister……

Suddenly, her eyes caught sight of a black car slowly driving in from the entrance of the parking lot.

The streamlined and retro body of the car is highly recognizable and artistic, and the pure black paint symbolizes the most horrifying nightmare in her heart.

It's a Porsche 356A!

"Kudo..."

Conan was concentrating on looking at Qin Zhibo's car in front of him, and was gently pulled by the hem of his clothes by Haibara Ai behind him. He could only turn around impatiently and ask.

"What's wrong? If you feel bored, just go back to Dr. Agasa. When I get the information, I will tell you everything without missing a word."

This is a lie, Conan must be saying only what he can.

But he didn't expect that what Haibara Ai wanted to say was something else.

"Look over there..."

Conan followed Haibara Ai's gaze and saw a black streamlined car slowly weaving through the crowd of cars and finally parking in an empty parking space on the other side of the parking lot.

Conan, who had developed PTSD even for Porsche, immediately widened his eyes and recognized at a glance that it was Gin's favorite car, the Porsche 356A.

"Gin!"

Conan was surprised, his heart rate soared to 120, and the evil and tall figures of Gin and Vodka automatically appeared in his mind.

How did they get here?

Could it be...

Conan's face was filled with horror, and he immediately thought of the worst possible scenario.

Gin has discovered that Qin Zhibo and his contact are secretly investigating the organization, and they are here to silence them!

Realizing this, Conan left Haibara Ai and quickly ran to the lawn next to him. He followed the gaps between the vehicles and stared nervously at the Porsche 356A opposite.

The black Porsche was parked there, but it was just parked. The engine was turned off, but no one got out of the car.

This further confirmed Conan's guess.

They came to the meeting place specifically to wait for the contact person to appear, and then kill all the insiders.

Qin Zhibo is in danger!

Conan thought about it and felt that everything else was secondary. The most urgent thing now was to remind Qin Zhibo.

But Gin's car and Qin Zhibo's car were parked almost face to face.

Since Gin came here to silence the witness, he must have been keeping a close eye on Qin Zhibo's car from inside his car. Even if he was small, he was not an ant crawling on the ground, and there was no way he could get close to it!

How to do it?

Conan's mind raced, and he suddenly thought of making a phone call.

Yup!

Just call him and let him know!

Conan quickly took out his flip phone, dialed the number Qin Zhibo had been using, and pressed the dial button.

"All--"

The standby tone sounded for a few seconds, and then the other party replied that the user's phone was turned off.

Damn!

Why did it shut down at this time!

Unable to contact Qin Zhibo, Conan was extremely anxious and for a moment forgot that if Qin Zhibo wanted to meet with the contact, his cell phone should at least be turned on.

Damn it!

What should I do?

Conan was lying on the lawn, thinking of a solution with a constipated expression on his face.

And his appearance happened to be seen by a pair of eyes in the car in front.

With slightly dark circles under his eyes, he looked through the rearview mirror and saw Conan spinning around in circles on the lawn in a hurry, with obvious surprise in his eyes.

Chapter 956 Conan "Two Down"

After parting with Gin and Chianti, Qin Zhibo came to his sniper position, the rooftop of a building near Beihu Park.

The view here is good, overlooking Beihu Park below.

Click.

Qin Zhibo pushed open the two buckles of the suitcase, revealing a complete sniper rifle assembly kit inside, an improved version of the Remington 700PSS.

When they met last time, Vodka asked if they needed to prepare a gun, and Qin Zhibo suggested that he would use the gun.

This gun is used by more than 90% of police sharpshooters in the United States. It is stable and reliable, and is one of the kings among today's light sniper rifles. It is suitable for urban combat.

There is no A-Zu to compete in gun grouping here, so Qin Zhibo does not need to pursue speed.

He slowly assembled the parts and then carefully checked the condition of the Remington 700.

While assembling and checking, Qin Zhibo felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. He must have touched this kind of gun before.

After a meticulous inspection, he determined that the gun was in excellent condition.

As for bullets, there were five bullets in the box, which was exactly the maximum capacity of the gun.

But in fact, if he missed the first shot, Chianti and Cohen, who were eyeing him from other places, would immediately shoot again.

After the entire gun was assembled, Qin Zhibo placed the gun on the low wall at the edge of the rooftop and observed the conditions of the other two snipers through the scope.

Chianti and Cohen also set up their guns on the rooftops of the two buildings.

At this distance, Qin Zhibo was confident that he could kill these two people.

Just after the little incident in the alley just now, there are indeed not many people in the organization who can be called "talents", and there is not much value in arresting them.

Although Fengchu Chianti is ferocious, he doesn't think too much when he speaks or does things.

Let’s not talk about whether he will sing or not. Since Calvados likes Vermouth, why does he think that this “newcomer” will not fall in love with Vermouth?

From a normal people's aesthetic point of view, I'm afraid everyone would prefer Vermouth.

As the old saying goes, if you die under the peony flowers, you will be a romantic ghost. Even if Calvados were to choose again, he would probably still choose Vermouth over her Chianti.

In Qin Zhibo's eyepiece, Chianti's gun was aiming at the pedestrians in Beihu Park, and he seemed to be enjoying the feeling of the scope sliding over people's heads.

The sight turned to the roof of another building, and Cohen in the eyepiece was also aiming at a certain place, but it was not Beihu Park, but the Beihu Ferris Wheel in the distance.

Want to practice with moving targets?

You can't be looking to ride the Ferris wheel, right?

As for Cohen, an old undercover agent with unclear position, it is hard to say whether he is a Wolong or not.

Cohen remained silent most of the time, and even when he spoke, he never spoke a complete sentence, but always incoherently.

Qin Zhibo guessed that this might be a key reason why he had been undercover in the organization for more than ten years without being discovered by the organization.

Too much talk will lead to mistakes. If you think more before speaking, you will reduce the risk of exposing yourself.

But just now, Cohen seemed to have said too much in order to make his position clear to Chianti.

However, Gin did not mention him by name, and his presence was ridiculously low.

"Chianti, take your positions."

"Cohen, take your positions."

"Michael, take your seat."

All three snipers arrived at the designated positions and were ready to snipe.

When Gin, who was sitting in the Porsche, heard this, a cruel smile appeared on his lips.

"Now we just have to wait for Kiel and DJ to arrive..."

……

At noon, a silver-white car was speeding on the overpass.

When the car sped down the overpass and was about to turn into the normal road, a row of roadblocks and several traffic police stood in the middle of the road blocking its way.

There was no choice but for the silver-white car to slow down and slowly pull to the side of the road.

A well-mannered man in a suit and glasses walked over from the side of the road and knocked twice on the front car window.

The driver in the front seat rolled down the window and started yelling at me.

"What are you doing? Do you know whose car you are stopping?"

The driver was a bit temperamental, after all, he was driving for a high-ranking official.

But the man with glasses was also very impressive. He took out his ID and said, "I am Yuya Kazami from the Public Security Bureau of the Metropolitan Police Department. I'm looking for Mr. Yasuteru Domon."

Yuya Kazami looked towards the back seat of the car. A serious square-faced man was sitting in the middle of the back seat, with two sturdy bodyguards on his left and right.

Domon Yasuteru frowned. "What do the police want from me?"

"Yes, but please get off the car alone and follow me." Feng Jianyu did not reveal what the specific matter was.

Domon Yasuki thought for a moment and agreed, "Okay, I'll go with you."

"Mr. Domon, this..." The subordinates were still a little hesitant.

"It's okay, I'll be back soon."

Just like that, Yasuki Domon got out of the car and followed Yuya Kazami into a business car next to it.

Ten minutes later, Yasuteru Domon returned to his car and explained to his men with a smile.

"Everything is resolved. It was just a small misunderstanding..."