Conan: I’m really not Tokyo Monster Story

Chapter 419 418, Chianti: Gin covets the face of rye!

But Sano didn't respond. Even after a burst of noise and several gunshots, the bug seemed to have been damaged, leaving Gin's earphones inside.

There was only a harsh "sizzling" sound left.

After throwing off the earphones, Gin no longer hesitated and directly gave the order to the sniper duo in the other car: "Go to support Rye immediately!"

The two cars immediately drove at high speed and arrived in front of the building.

After the four got out of the car, they quickly took out their respective firearms. The sniper duo originally wanted to wait and see the situation before choosing a suitable sniping location.

But at Gin's urging.

I still followed Gin and the two of them and went straight in without a care in the world.

However, when the four people kicked open the door, a dagger flew out instantly.

Pointed directly at Gin's head.

Gin turned his head to avoid it. After seeing the scene in front of him clearly, he suppressed the muzzle of the gun that he had instinctively raised.

The three Vodka people next to them also saw this scene.

But the three of them obviously didn't have Gin's quality, and their pupils shrank back.

Even his breath was held subconsciously.

The hall on the first floor was full of corpses.

All kinds of blood, stumps, and even internal organs were dripping all over the floor.

And on top of the highest pile of corpses, there was a figure sitting.

The thick blood made the originally black sweater on his body look even more... black and white, which formed a sharp contrast with the blood on it. At the same time, such a strong visual contrast also made people feel inexplicably. A kind of weird visual feeling that makes you shudder and make your back feel cold.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I thought it was their backup. I was quick."

Sano took off the cigarette from his mouth and apologized to Gin.

Although judging from his tone, Sano didn't feel any embarrassment.

"I said, are you going too fast?"

After Chianti came to his senses, he didn't know if he was complaining or saying something.

It was a life-and-death fight, especially the close-quarters hand-to-hand combat that Sano faced when he was surrounded.

It can almost be said that every second counts.

Not to mention that the people on the opposite side are all desperadoes who are not afraid of death, and will even take the initiative to die.

The whole battle only lasted a minute.

It was precisely because of this that Gin was so anxious to urge the sniper duo.

That was for fear of not being able to catch up.

... but still didn't catch up.

But it’s not like he didn’t catch up with Sano before he died.

But he didn't catch up before Sano killed all these people.

"What do you mean I am too fast? How can a man be called too fast?"

Sano first retorted, and then complained: "Obviously you are too slow, okay, but fortunately I am strong enough, otherwise I have to wait for you to come to support before I am safe, then you should buy me a coffin now. "

Faced with Sano's complaints, several people remained silent.

Because as a matter of fact.

Several people indeed failed to provide timely support.

But then again.

Is this guy actually so strong in close combat?

...Gin and the four of them have all had the experience of fighting with Sano to some extent.

There was also a time when Sano showed off his melee skills.

Gin was the "master" who introduced Sano's close combat skills, saying he didn't understand it.

Naturally it is impossible.

Of course, this does not mean that Sano cannot be beaten in the eyes of the four people.

On the contrary, Sano is very good at fighting.

Maybe fighting is on two levels with monsters.

When one person faces dozens of people, it's okay to snipe the duo. The Gin duo still know that Sano is about to die.

Even one person has defeated hundreds of people.

But in that situation, I was using my bare hands, and if I was going to die, I would just use a baseball bat.

Now it's time to go under the knife.

Not to mention the dozens of guys who came here specifically to set traps for Sano, and the delinquent boys in terms of fighting skills and physical fitness.

They are all completely different.

But reality is reality after all.

Gin looked thoughtfully away from the corpses, many of which were not killed by a single knife, which was why the picture was so bloody.

He looked at Sano's appearance carefully.

Based on Gin's experience, it is not too simple to tell which of the blood on Sano's body belongs to the enemy and which is his own.

as expected.

Although Sano seemed to have won a great victory, it did not come without a price.

In fact, it can be seen from the death state of the corpses that Sano was definitely not so relaxed or at ease in this fight, on the contrary.

Still very reluctant.

The relatively small scratches and cuts on the limbs and trunk are just minor problems.

The more serious ones may be that a hole was poked in the abdomen, and the lower back seemed to be stabbed, and then it was more glaring.

That cut on the face.

"...Send him back to deal with his injuries."

Gin should have said this immediately, but for some reason, he remained silent for a few seconds.

Only then was a new order issued.

"Ah, right."

Sano waved his hand and refused Vodka's support, and turned to look at Gin: "Please send me a copy of the information about this guy's organization."

Gin frowned: "What are you going to do?"

"What else can I do? Since they want to kill me so much, I have to satisfy them."

Sano said so.

"no."

Gin rejected Sano without hesitation: "Do you think such a big organization is just a small gang? Do you think you can solve the problem by just destroying a few strongholds? Moreover, in terms of cost performance, the organization is also It is absolutely impossible for us to help you deal with this organization. If you rely on yourself, you are just taking risks in vain, and you should not expect us to help you."

Mother-in-law and mother-in-law who listened to the large list of gin.

After Sano was stunned for a few seconds, he shrugged: "Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything."

With this, the fishing and rat-catching operation came to a successful end.

In addition to receiving a pretty good bonus and intangible performance.

Sano also got a period of vacation.

Well, injury leave.

But what Sano couldn't understand was that he was clearly injured at work.

Forget about the medical expenses, because the organization has doctors, so there is no need to pay anything.

Nutritional expenses and lost work expenses are available.

Why not?

After curling his lips, Sano refused to accept the treatment from the doctor of the organization, saying that he would handle it, and then left the base where Gin brought him.

Don't ask Sano why he refused to let the organization's doctors handle it.

Didn't you see that Gin's eyes were as if they were welded together, staring at Sano's face?

You know, when it comes to gin and even vodka, Sano is using it now.

But a fake face.

As a result, the fake face was cut with blood.

Is this reasonable?

Obviously not reasonable.

Of course, Sano didn't know at first that there was no one else in the world except him.

There are actually other guys who can pinch faces.

Of course, even if Sano found out later, Sano didn't care.

Uphold the excellent quality of fooling around if you can, and messing up if you can't.

Sano chose to ignore the incident.

Even today, Gin has noticed it.

As long as Gin doesn't ask, Sano still doesn't plan to say anything on his own initiative.

Gin's eyes darkened as he watched Sano leave.

Apart from that face, there is actually another point that Gin is more concerned about.

What the rat said.

And the direct reasons that led to things developing like this.

You can dodge bullets, but you can't dodge daggers.

On the way to this stronghold, Chianti's talkative guy asked Sano.

Regarding this issue.

Sano's answer was: "It's true, I can only dodge bullets, because compared to cold weapons, bullets give me a stronger sense of crisis, which makes it easier for me to stimulate my instincts and make my perception stronger." Increased amplitude.”

This answer sounds... a little bit reasonable.

Unless Sano's outrageous statement followed.

"In this state, I can feel the bullet's breathing. As long as I adjust my breathing to the same frequency as the bullet, I can dodge on my own."

...It’s so outrageous.

Why don't you talk about communicating with Bullet or even having a party when you return Bullet's breath?

At that time, Gin seriously suspected that Sano was ill and had strange fantasies.

...Just thinking about it, Gin suddenly remembered another past event.

I still remember that Gin and Sano had some conflicts when they first met.

Because he was afraid of trouble, Gin directly drew his gun.

Facing Gin's gun, Sano was very cautious.

Looking back now, this guy couldn't dodge bullets at the time, but he was able to dodge them later...

Is it really what this guy said?

Because after being pointed at with a gun by myself, the Ren and Du second channels were opened or something? ? ?

"...By the way, is it okay?"

Just when Gin began to doubt his life, Chianti, who had followed him to the base, looked at Sano's leaving figure and sighed with a little regret.

"The injury on his face, if not left to professionals to deal with, would easily leave scars or even become disfigured. Although it is a bit immature, his face is obviously very good. "

"yes……"

Vodka also sighed sadly, but after a few seconds, he faintly noticed that something was wrong.

"Big, big brother!?"

Vodka, who finally realized what was wrong, panicked and held on to his sunglasses that almost fell off, seeking a sense of security from his elder brother.

After coming back to his senses, Gin's face darkened, and he shouted irritably.

"I know, you don't need to remind me!"

The sniper duo next to them looked at each other in confusion.

what do you know?

Remind what?

Why do you feel like there is some gossip to be heard?

Chianti narrowed his eyes curiously and licked his lips... he really wanted to pick it up.

But looking at Gin's state, Chianti knew very well that his question would most likely be in vain. Instead, it might attract a lot of attention, make him look bad, or something like that.

But it’s really curious!

Chianti felt like a cat was scratching her heart, itching very much.

If you ask, you will definitely not be able to ask and you will not be able to find out. Chianti simply thinks to herself.

Just before the unusual reaction to vodka, Chianti brought up the topic of rye’s disfigurement.

So is it possible that Gin's anomaly is due to this?

But something like disfigurement is neither small nor big, right?

First of all, Rye is a man, and he doesn’t pay as much attention to his face as women.

Secondly, Rye is still a terrorist, and he is not a star idol who needs a perfect face to eat, so he should not pay so much attention to his face.

Not to mention that the wound was actually not that big.

Unlike those who were disfigured by fire or other disfigurements.

It can even be said the other way round.

Not only will it not have much impact, but it may also receive special blessings?