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

Chapter 145 Angostura

Rice flower town.

Under the rain, as time passed, the number of passers-by gradually decreased.

A little girl in a white coat was running wildly on the street...

But no one noticed her and her bare little feet.

"Huh...huh..."

Miyano Shiho was a little tired from running, so she stopped and held onto a telephone pole, panting heavily. She would look back from time to time to see if the man in black, who looked like in her nightmare, was catching up with her...

Originally, she swallowed the poison she developed with the mentality that since she was going to die, she might as well die with dignity.

Unexpectedly, the change that only occurred once in tens of thousands of experiments actually happened to her——

Her body has become smaller!
"Kudo Shinichi...he must have shrunk too!"

Miyano Shiho gritted her teeth, stepped forward with her extremely sore calves, and continued running forward.

She is going to Kudo's house...

Only that person, Kudo Shinichi, a boy who is in a similar situation as her, might be able to help her!
Miyano Shiho walked to the door of Kudo Shinichi's house almost relying on her remaining consciousness.

But the moment she saw the house number, her tense nerves relaxed a little, and she lost consciousness and fell to the ground...

‘Wow~’

The rain mercilessly hit the girl who fell to the ground, not caring about her weak body at all...

But at this time.

A cloaked figure suddenly appeared on the wall opposite Kudo's house.

Only a white mask could be seen under the black hood.

When the figure saw the girl faint, he immediately came down from the wall and landed beside her. After gently picking her up, he looked towards the door of Dr. Agasa's house nearby.

The masked and cloaked man put him under the iron fence without any hesitation, rang the doorbell, climbed over the wall again, and disappeared in a few seconds.

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Qinggang Pharmaceutical Company.

Gin played a game of Minesweeper and after Noah withdrew, he began to send signals to the outer members, announcing the evacuation.

After Vodka had almost completed the destruction measures, they were ready to leave.

——The so-called destruction means blowing it up.

"Is everything arranged?" Gin turned off the computer after seeing Vodka coming back.

Vodka nodded, "Don't worry, big brother, I have destroyed the program... This building has been bombed, I'm asking everyone to evacuate now."

"no need."

Gin waved his hand, his eyes cold, "I have asked the irrelevant peripheral members to evacuate, and let the others stay here."

Vodka was shocked: "This?!"

Are they going to blow up everyone along with them?
Gin patted Vodka's shoulder and said, "After you destroy the data in the database, go down first. I will be responsible for installing the bomb in the laboratory."

If blowing up a building doesn't kill a few people, how can it be called blowing up a building?
Gin looked calm.

The number of experimenters and informed members combined is no less than thirty... Adding this to Gin's cadre resume will be another great achievement.

But this is just a tiny ripple in his decades of experience...

In the training camp alone, there were dozens of people of Gin's age who died at his hands, if not a hundred. After coming out of the training camp, he was just a knife in the hands of others, and he would kill whoever others pointed at.

How many souls have died on his hands over the past thirty years?
Gin hasn't counted, but it's definitely no less than a thousand...

Silently placing a bomb on the outer wall of the laboratory, Gin muttered to himself:

"I hope I can be born into a good family in my next life..."

……

That night.

With a loud bang, Qinggang Pharmaceutical Company was engulfed in flames.

According to the reporter who arrived later, the police judged that this was probably caused by a chemical explosion, and all the employees who were working overtime at the company were killed...

In the dark ruins, medical team members would occasionally carry out a charred corpse from the ruins.

A curly-haired male police officer in a black suit kept walking around the scene, looking for every clue... "Matsuda, I have already told the media as you said."

Officer Megure came over solemnly, "But... did you really find the bomb?"

"Ah, that's right."

Matsuda Jinpei stroked a piece of wall that had been blown up, his sharp eyes filled with inexplicable emotions.
"Although the person who planted the bomb handled it very well, most people would probably think that this was an explosion and fire caused by improper chemical preparation or the leakage of some flammable gas..."

"But there are more than two or three traces of explosion. At the site surveyed so far, there are no less than ten detonation points found in the collapsed part alone."

Inspector Megure looked puzzled: "No less than ten?! If it's really a bomb..."

Matsuda Jinpei said in a heavy tone, "Yes, there are at least a dozen bombs installed on the collapsed floor... But they may also be homemade bombs. After all, apart from that large black organization, I can't think of anyone else who can make so many bombs at once."

"Anyway, let's investigate it more carefully."

Jinpei Matsuda looked at the night sky which had become clear again, and a helmeted figure involuntarily appeared in his mind.

"I will definitely find your..."

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Around one o'clock in the afternoon.

East London, UK.

There were only two passengers in a cabin of the London Eye.

One of the men, a black-haired man wearing a black windbreaker, kept disassembling and reassembling the pistol in his hand...

The parts tumbled around in his black-gloved hands, but none of them fell to the ground.

“Ka-ka—”

"Click~click..."

Another man with light blond curly hair and a black windbreaker stretched out his hand from the window of the car, holding a Barrett rifle with a silencer, and a guitar bag beside him.

"Can't you be quiet?"

(Please translate the following dialogue into English)
The man with light blond curly hair glanced emotionlessly at the man who was still disassembling the pistol.

I wonder if I disturbed him?

"What's wrong, Unber?"

The black-haired man stopped dismantling the weapon and pointed the intact pistol at the blond man. "Do you think I'm noisy?"

The scar extending from his forehead to his right cheekbone makes him look particularly hideous.

Both of them have typical European faces.

"You are indeed noisy."

After the man named Anbu said this, he slightly widened his eyes and instantly pulled the trigger of the Barrett.

With just a slight sound, a bullet rushed towards the window of a building opposite at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

After looking through the scope for two seconds, Anbu silently put the muzzle of the gun back into the car, removed the silencer, glanced expressionlessly at the pistol pointed at him, and packed up his things.

"Stura, you're boring."

"Tsk... who told someone to take such a long time to deal with a target 500 yards away?"

The black-haired man named Stella curled his lips.

Anbu was not afraid of this scary man at all, and said indifferently: "You should reflect on why someone insisted on arranging the sniping location on the Ferris wheel."

It's hard to aim at him when he's always moving, okay? This bastard is also making noises next to him to disturb him, which is really too much.

Although the problem is not big...but this attitude problem should be condemned.

——Real Wine Catalog·Issue 1——

&The stars represent the degree of threat&A full ten stars

Claret - *
Pisco——*
Rum (RUM)——***
Angostura——********
Underberg——*******
——Real Wine Files·Not the Original——

[Angostra Files: He started training camp one term later than Gin, looks down on Gin, is Gin's mortal enemy, is a direct subordinate of the boss in England, is an all-around killer similar to Gin, and his dream is to kill Gin.]

[Anderborg Files: Born in the same training camp as Angostra, he is a professional sniper. He once carried out a mission with the 25-year-old Gin. Since leaving the training camp, he has never missed a shot within 800 yards. He is Angostra's partner.]

[Clarett Files: An intelligence officer under Pisk, good at free fighting and short-range shooting, and has great respect for Gin.]

PS: The only ones who can fight are the hiahiahia directly under the boss.
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