Chapter 1090 Colleagues are precious, but life is more precious
Chianti stared blankly at his broken calf, feeling the piercing pain and uttering a scream.
It was not until this moment that she realized that her leg had been shot off by that exaggerated anti-material sniper rifle!
Blood immediately began to splatter in all directions.
She reached out her hand and covered the broken wound.
However, the blood spurting from the artery stained his hands.
In a trance, Chianti could still feel the touch of his calves.
But she knew clearly that it was a phantom limb.
Her legs were beyond saving...
She gritted her teeth, anger and pain welling up in her heart.
However, as a professional sniper, she did not let her emotions control her too much.
Past experience becomes present action.
She glanced around, ignoring the car next to her and fixed her eyes on the load-bearing wall.
Then he climbed up with great effort, trying his best to avoid the concrete wall that had been penetrated, praying that he would not be hit by the next bullet.
Boom! The sound came again.
The bullet penetrated the concrete wall and hit the concrete load-bearing column on the other side hard, smashing the concrete into pieces and revealing the steel bars tied together inside.
Immediately afterwards, there was a series of shattering sounds and explosions.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Fuck! fuck! fuck!"
"Cohen! Support me!"
"I'm injured!"
"That guy's anti-material sniper rifle can penetrate concrete walls!"
Chianti turned around and looked at the load-bearing column that suddenly exploded. He cursed inwardly, his hands continued to climb, and at the same time he shouted into the headphones on his ears.
"learn!"
Cohen responded, raised his sniper rifle, and through the scope, tried hard to lock onto the figure on the top of the building, which was reflected in the sniper scope and holding a big black gun.
At this time, Cohen was a full one thousand meters away from the target. He knew clearly that his current best record was only five hundred and fifty meters, even with the most convenient M24 SWS sniper machine gun. Beyond this distance, it would become extremely difficult to hit the target. This was the inadequacy of firearms and personal talent - not everyone was a wall-hanger like Shuichi Akai.
Cohen knew he couldn't hit the target, so he kept firing, not aiming to hit the target, but to cover for the injured Chianti.
The sound of bullets passing by Fujino's ears flashed repeatedly.
Feeling a little annoyed by the noise, he dropped the incapacitated Chianti and turned his gun towards Cohen.
"boom!"
A huge amount of gunpowder was ignited in an instant, pushing the huge bullet out of the muzzle, cutting through the air and drawing a slightly curved arc in the air, and once again smashing through the concrete wall.
"Clap!"
There was a sound of metal breaking.
The sniper rifle barrel in Cohen's hand exploded directly after just a touch of the edge, and at the same time, his left hand also exploded.
Cohen gritted his teeth. Although he felt the pain, he did not panic. Instead, he immediately dropped the sniper rifle in his hand, bent down, and dodged to the side to avoid Fujino's shooting field.
"Tsk..."
Looking at the sniper scope and seeing that two targets were lost, Fujino smacked his lips.
Just when he was about to continue to use his 25mm machine to smash the entire concrete wall and kill the two men.
A pleasant text message alert sounded.
Fujino took out his phone and saw a message from Vermouth:
Anonymous user B: [Spare their lives, I am useful. ]
Anonymous user A: [What, you became a female Bodhisattva? ]
Anonymous user B: [They are just still useful. Don’t get me wrong. If you want to kill them, just kill them ()]
Fujino lowered his eyes, looked at the penguin emoticon pack, and laughed.
The old lady is quite good at keeping up with the trend.
You even know how to use emoticons, right?
Fujino shook his head slightly and typed quickly on the keyboard.
Anonymous user A: [One has a broken right leg, the other has a broken left arm. These two cripples are now in your care. Go quickly. If you wait any longer, they will die from blood loss before you arrive.]
Anonymous user B: [You are really good at using an anti-material sniper rifle to snipe people. ]
Anonymous user A: [This is an anti-aircraft gun, not an anti-material sniper rifle. I can't get that thing yet. ]
Belmode: "..."
So anti-aircraft guns are easy to deal with?
Sometimes even a professional member of a criminal organization like her is speechless when facing a guy like Fujino.
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The pursuit by Rena Mizunashi, Conan and the FBI has also come to an end.
She fell off the motorcycle and hit the ground hard. She fell unconscious as her head hit the ground first.
Upon seeing this, the FBI took him away and sent him to a hospital they knew for emergency treatment.
Gin and Vodka swam twice in the river and then climbed to the shore in a panic.
Vodka was seriously injured, with a large gash in his abdomen caused by a piece of steel from the engine.
He held his stomach, supported Gin and whispered, "Boss...someone is sniping us with a sniper rifle!"
Gin: "..."
Look at the injuries on my body.
Don’t I know this yet?!
No need for you to repeat it, OK!
Gin's face was gloomy. He took a deep breath, feeling the pain all over his body. He turned around and listened to the loud sound of breaking air coming from behind him, which finally turned into a voice: "Let's go."
"Then Cohen and Chianti..."
"Save your own life first."
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In Gin's opinion, any member of the organization can be abandoned for the benefit of the organization.
Even if they are two cadres with special talents.
Although it is not certain whether the two of them are dead or not, Gin assumes that they are dead. But compared to the two guys who are not sure whether they are dead or not, Gin believes that his life as a loyal model worker is obviously more important. What's more, he will not be able to play any role in the past, but will be a drag instead.
In short: Colleagues are valuable, but life is more valuable. You two just take care of yourselves, I'm busy now.
The two snipers, who were still unaware that they had been abandoned, were treating their wounds while talking on the intercom:
"How's the situation over there?"
"Ah... Fortunately, I should have avoided the shooting field. My leg is broken. Come and help me."
Chianti tore open his leather jacket, revealing his snow-white skin, and wrapped his torn wounds with leather material. At the same time, he used the strips of cloth torn from the leather jacket to tie up his thighs, trying to slow down the bleeding.
"My hand was also broken, and now I can't get through."
Cohen said in a deep voice, performing the same hemostasis operation as Chianti.
As for why not use gunpowder...
In this situation, the gunpowder was soaked by the blood before it could even be ignited, and could not be ignited at all.
"What?!" Chianti's pupils shrank.
Although the Cohen she knew was usually a taciturn person, she did not expect that he could talk to her so calmly even though his hand was broken.
She gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice, "The medical kit is in my car. Try to get closer to me. I will contact Kiel now. Be careful of that guy's anti-material sniper rifle."
“I understand…” “Damn it, why doesn’t Kiel reply?”
"FUCK! GIN's life or death is unknown, we are both injured, and Kiel's condition is unclear. Are we going to die here?!"
"And Vermouth..."
"How could the woman who killed Calvados come to save us!"
Chianti said this angrily. At this moment, facing the almost desperate situation, he had already lost his mind.
"Oh~ That's not right..."
"How can I come to save you?"
"No matter what, we are comrades in the same organization. Isn't it really chilling for you to say that?"
A charming female voice was heard, Chianti turned around and took a closer look, and the person coming was none other than Vermouth!
To be precise, it was Vermouth who was lying on the ground.
Vermouth was crawling on the ground, her huge chest dragging on the ground, and she smiled playfully at her: "Otherwise, I won't save you?"
"How could you..."
Chianti vigilantly pulled out his pistol: "Where's GIN?! Where's Kiel!"
"Is this how you treat your savior?"
Vermouth sneered: "I don't know about GIN, he may be dead, but from what I see, he should be running for his life now. However, Kiel was captured by the FBI, so this operation is a complete failure..."
"FUCK! How on earth did the FBI get an anti-material sniper rifle!"
"Who am I asking you to ask me?"
Vermouth was quite helpless and looked at her with a playful look: "Why, are you planning to wait for death here?"
"If you want to die, I have no objection."
Chianti gritted his teeth and forced himself to move closer: "Give me a hand!"
Looking at the stubborn Gothic girl in front of her, Vermouth couldn't help but reveal a meaningful smile.
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"I'm sorry to trouble you with this matter."
"It doesn't matter. After all, you once saved my life. I don't know how to repay you for this favor!"
"Okay, let's not talk about it for now. My colleagues are still waiting for me."
James Blake walked out of the director's office of Beihu Central Hospital and said to Judy, Conan and others in the corridor: "I have already communicated with the director. This guest can be arranged to receive treatment here."
Conan couldn't help but ask in confusion: "But the director of this hospital is really brave. He actually dared to let you bring people to live here."
"Don't worry about that. The dean is an old friend of mine."
James Blake smiled and said, "When I was young, I happened to save him once in Los Angeles, and we became friends after that. I never thought that after so many years, he would become the director of such a large hospital."
"So this is ah……"
Conan smiled and nodded like a little kid.
Ai Huihara next to her raised her wrist to check her watch, then said, "It's getting late now, Edogawa, we should go home for dinner, otherwise someone will come looking for us soon."
"Okay, I get it now!"
"Then let's go first!"
"Ghana!"
Conan smiled and waved at the two of them, then followed Haibara Ai and disappeared into the crowd in the hospital corridor.
"These two children are a little special..."
James Blake looked at the backs of the two men, stroked his white beard, and murmured secretly: "Such a mind, such behavior, is not like a child at all."
"Maybe this is what is called precocious wisdom."
Judy thought about it after hearing this, nodded and continued, "This child is indeed very talented, and his future is probably limitless."
James Blake continued to stroke his beard and thought: "The behavior of these two children is not ordinary. It is not something that children can show... and the little girl was actually targeted by them. This sign... is very strange."
Judy was also helpless when she heard this: "I don't think it's precocious either, but there is no other explanation other than precociousness."
James Blake shook his head slightly: "Instead of discussing these two children here, let's get on with our work."
"The investigators at the time said that someone at the scene used an anti-material sniper rifle, and it was used against them, even seriously injuring two of their snipers on the spot. No one knew who did it."
“This needs further investigation.”
"Arrange personnel in the hospital. This Mizunashi Reina is our most important breakthrough point right now. We also need to inform Xiu."
"I'll go inform him, and by the way, investigate with him who the guy who used the anti-material sniper rifle was."
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On the way out of the hospital.
Haibara Ai and Conan walked side by side, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was quite silent.
Conan was stroking his chin, not knowing what he was thinking.
Huihara Ai glanced at him and continued, "Are you still thinking about the organization?"
"Ah... um."
Conan nodded when he heard this. "Yes, I was wondering what their reaction would be if they found out that Gil was captured."
Huiyuan Ai glanced at him, her face full of distrust: "This is not what I told you about. You don't really think I'm easy to fool, do you?"
"Well..."
"I advise you to tell me if you have any ideas."
Huihara Ai's face was calm, but she was serious: "Your actions don't just concern your life, but the lives of me, Fujino, and everyone around us. You don't really think that you can just die and everything will be alright, do you?"
“Just like today.”
Conan's eyes froze when he heard this, his expression gradually became solemn, and finally he sighed: "I know."
"Actually, I was thinking about the sound of the keys when they were sending emails."
"The tone of Vermouth's voice is exactly the same as when Rena Mizunoshi sent the email. I think as long as we crack the code, we can get the contact information of the person they are targeting, and then let the police..."
Upon hearing this, Huiyuan Ai sighed deeply: "You are still very naive."
"What do you mean?"
"Do you think you can get intelligence just by relying on the police?"
Facing Conan's puzzled look, Huihara Ai said in a deep voice: "This piece of information of yours is a time bomb. No matter who you give it to, no one will have a good ending."
"You don't think there are no organized undercover agents within the police force?"
"Why do you think that candidate was assassinated?"
"Where do you think the organization's intelligence comes from?"
"Before you even send out the information, that person will be dealt with by his own people."
Huihara Ai crossed her arms and said, "There are many Japanese police undercovers in the organization. Among those I know, I'm not sure how many of them are. Anyway, Gin will find an undercover and kill him every now and then."
"There are people from the CIA, the FBI, and of course, your Japanese public security."
"Since they have become cadres, how could they not know the organization's email address?"
"If they wanted to investigate, they would have already done it. It wouldn't be your turn at all. What you're doing is just a waste of time."
Conan was stunned when he heard this: "How could this happen..."
"What I said is true."
Huiyuan Ai continued calmly: "The organization's infiltration is pervasive, from the government to the hooligans on the streets, their eyes are everywhere. Similarly, there are many undercover agents inside the organization."
"Your email address is a Pandora's box. If it is not opened, perhaps everyone can live in peace. But once it is opened, all the demons and monsters hidden in it will be released."
"By then, most likely, we will be the only ones who will be silenced."
(End of this chapter)
