69novels Chapter 195
Chapter 195
The amount of information in the last episode of the animation is too large, just like the Tokyo car god Hagi's full firepower driving the train to the sky. As soon as his head came out, the innocent and bewildered readers on the side of the railway were sent flying.
Flying too high, with a blank mind, they can only find out the most shocking point with their intuition among thousands of slots and shocks...
——Fuck tmd Yuanqianmu, Nagano Sniper God is you? !
[This, no, that, the style of painting...isn't it right?Isn't Qian Mu always following the path of a researcher who is strong, miserable, weak, and gentle?I I I I remember he used to hate guns? 】
[Grass, big grass (a kind of plant) Boss Jiang comics first appeared, I thought he looked slender and could actually punch ten with one punch, this is not an illusion, family members! ! !He... mutated! Boss... what have you done to our cute little red cat!How many monsters are there in your refreshing spleen! ! ! 】
【Damn it, he didn't turn into a macho after his resurrection. I just ignored the key because of reflex. Have you guys forgotten?Before he mutated, he could hit five with one punch, and he was still beating the orangutan of the police academy!After the mutation, it turns into Nagano, no, is it difficult for the island nation to snipe God?No!A mere roller coaster spins 720 degrees...Come and join me in Nianyuan Qianmu! It's amazing! ! ! ! (Crying and breaking the sound)]
[Qianmu——Qianmu—although it’s fine as long as you come back, but you——ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooish When is the image a little cold but generally normal...]
[Ah, ah, I don't care, I don't care, as long as I come back!To live is to have hope! 】
[Mu Fan cried loudly, how could this happen, he really died once!After he came back to life, he became more energetic and could not pretend that nothing happened. The suffering he suffered during the last period was not fake, and that day, he really died on the Ferris wheel! 】
[Maybe a little KY but I have to say...stop for a while!It's not to make you sad, it's just that the focus is wrong!It's not just about Qian Mu's resurrection from the dead, the animation exposed too many terribly thought-provoking issues that must be dealt with, and the friends who had sorted out their mood quickly moved to the information collection building of the big guy next door. 】
That's right, although "Yuan Qianmu = Nagano Sniper" shocked the whole world, compared with the information shells that were quickly released in the last few minutes at the end of the film, it still has a lower importance.
While the vast majority of readers were still crying, Yuan Qianmu, you died and lived a miserable life, the post by the analyst has already been sent thousands of words, and the core content is only one sentence: What is the black technology hidden by the black organization? How scary?
[Rejuvenation, human cloning, mind shifting, based on the previous three, resurrection from the dead with a higher level of magic—Black Organization, what surprises do you have? We and the protagonist group headed by Ke Dao don’t know of?
I know that everyone is very lucky to have these anti-human technologies to save Qianmu, but I have to pour cold water on it. You know, the winery has such terrifying high-tech 800 years ago, and it has not unified the world until the first year of Conan? !This is very unreasonable, the hangs have reached the ceiling, does the organization in black need to start from the digital world and then move to the real world?No need at all!
If the red and black sides are really hard steel, I can only say that this wave is impossible to fight, the black organization can never be broken down, the body can be changed and used when the consciousness is transferred, and the performance enhancement buff is included. I don't care about my own ethical issues, rounding up can be counted as eternal life, who can not be tempted?
Fortunately—I can only say that fortunately, the boss of the fucking winery is crazy and has no interest in ruling the world. Otherwise, let alone the already high-risk Conan world, we will be cold when Jie Rong is completed.
Speaking of this, a more important question comes. Now we know that the boss of the winery is the real Jiang Qiyuan. In the entire animation of the memory, Jiang Qiyuan showed an unscientific concern for Yuan Qianmu. The ages and motives are not the same, so how did he and Qian Mu's brotherly relationship get around?He mentioned that he would leave the winery and the old piano to Qianmu, and he started preparations before Qianmu knew the truth at the age of 17. What exactly did he want to do?
...Before the animation was broadcast, I had thought about whether the mad BOSS coveted Qian Mu's young body and wanted to have a spiritual rebirth... Now it seems that it should be impossible.My personal guess is that the boss of the organization in black has been changed, because it is not the original one, so there is little interest in the organization, and it doesn't matter whether the organization expands or not, whether to stay or not.
There is even this possibility: Jiang Qiyuan and Yuan Qianmu are brothers, Jiang Qiyuan was selected to be the host of the original boss's consciousness transfer, but something went wrong during the transfer process, causing the original boss's consciousness to disappear, Jiang Qiyuan woke up by himself, It is logical to take over the identity of the BOSS. No one knows that the original BOSS has been replaced. This also explains why the two brothers have the so-called age difference, why he dislikes the organization, and only regards Yuan Qianmu as a reverse scale, because It's my brother, my dear!The final ending of the main story line, no accident is that the organization was destroyed by the red side, Jiang Qiyuan took Yuanqianmu away...]
[! ! !Grass really thought carefully and feared extremely!It's so dangerous, the plot of the sci-fi movie almost came true!The boss is awesome! 】
[I think at the end of the train chapter, there was a hint that the BOSS would throw off the organization and take his younger brother on the run, otherwise it wouldn't make any sense... Wait, just take Qianmu on the run?Where are Sister Bei and Master Qin?Take it and run together? ! 】
[No, you just accept the plot that the leader of the evil forces must end up at large?Untold troubles can't wow!And why is it Jiang Qiyuan who will definitely take Yuan Qianmu away? Shouldn't Jiang Qiyuan blame the winery to his brother and become an outlaw lunatic that no one can catch? 】
[Seriously appreciating the degree of brother Pin's true love for his brother, I think the probability of Yuan Qianmu sending his brother in ruthlessly is greater than his brother dumping the pot on him, it is a hundred times bigger...]
[Sorry, I know I shouldn't, but... Orthopedics is real! 】
【No!OK!Qian Mu can't go with Jiang Qiyuan!It is impossible for the police academy team and the brother and sister team to watch Qian Mu disappear again!Damn, obviously the police academy team is also very real here, although the picture of Qianmu picking up the police dogs one by one at the end of the memory flashed too fast to see the specific plot at all, but it can be seen that he really loves them woooooo! ! ! 】
[Then what, if he didn't love enough, the gorilla police officers wouldn't be alive and kicking until now. 】
[Ah, no one mentioned it all the time, I almost forgot to complain, Qian Mu's description of his period is too incisive, what kind of flying police dogs are these!After the ten-second flash scene, I was stunned, and I just wanted to yell—be safe, let your fellow cats and cats go, police dogs!He's just a health-care cat that managed to become slick and smooth QAQ]
[I don’t even want to complain about the graveyard meeting of Yan Er’s little clever ghost. When I saw Xiao Zhenping directly on the face of the reckless boss without blinking, my blood pressure soared with Qian Mu at that moment. Hot straight... I'm sorry Qian Mu, when I was chasing manga, I still called you a pervert with dark glasses, how much I scolded you then, and how much you cry now, I was wrong555555]
[It's over, I'm even more anxious now that I know what happened before, why haven't the comics been updated yet! ! The ending of BOSS and Qianmu, what happened to the police academy team, whether Yue Yue and Xiao Ai will act, when will Director Ke, who is out of the situation, enter the stage (the ending of Detective Conan is really no Detective Conan)... ...Rolling all over the floor, I want to see the follow-up! ! ! 】
[Report—the manga has been updated! 】
【Report! !The manga has been updated in one go... shit, five chapters? ?so much? ? ? 】
【...Qing--Shan--Old--teacher--go well, but thank you for having you--】
It is indeed the big move that Mr. Aoyama squeezed out during the continuous update of the animation.
Five episodes were released in one breath, and everyone had already smelled the impending explosion of the main plot before they officially opened the manga.
The opening scene is a dark night with a high perspective, and a few scattered stars are sprinkled in the dark curtain, which does not seem to be the end of the train chapter.
The angle of view jumps immediately.
In the high-end and luxuriously arranged venue, the blond waiter was carrying a tray full of wine glasses, and carefully walked through the crowd in groups of three or five.
In the center of the hall, there were people dancing to the melodious music, while in the self-service lounge area on the edge, a well-dressed man in a suit was smiling, talking and laughing happily with the guests who surrounded him.
The waiter passed them, and happened to be summoned by the man in the middle to take a glass of champagne from the tray.
However, just when this newly recruited waiter who seemed to be unskilled in his business was about to leave respectfully, he stepped on a water stain that fell from nowhere on the ground, and with a small exclamation, he fell to the ground.
"Whoa!"
The tray fell to the ground, the wine glass rolled around, and the half-full wine in it also splashed out, and most of it splashed onto the man's wrinkle-free white suit, and the extra color suddenly became dazzling.
"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"
The waiter got up quickly in a panic, but luckily he was not so stupid as to reach out to wipe the indelible marks on the guest's suit: "The bathroom is here, please allow me to take you to clean it..."
The unexpected man looked ugly, and put aside the champagne he had just received.
His arrogance made him restrain himself from getting angry at the idiot waiter on the spot, but he was too lazy to respond one more word, waved the hotel manager and the waiter to leave, and surrounded by the bodyguards who heard the sound, he went to the private room. Change of clothes in the lounge.
This was just a small episode. Although the identity of the man who left was worthy of attention, it attracted the attention of others, but it did not cause a bigger commotion.
The new waiter in the corner was scolded by the manager, and then he was sent out of the meeting place, and he was forbidden to come in to make trouble again.
The waiter stepped back obediently, thick-rimmed glasses blocked most of his face, and he could only be seen from details such as figure and jawline, he was probably a careless, unlucky handsome guy.
The unlucky waiter returned to the staff lounge, only stayed there for a short while, then opened the door and left, and turned naturally into the bathroom at the end of the floor, where no one came in for the time being.
Walking into the innermost compartment, he pried open the lid of the water tank and took out the small box that had been put in in advance.
The box is made of strong material and tightly closed, less than the size of a palm, but has a fingerprint lock on the outside.
The blond waiter magically pulled out a small piece of scotch tape from the cuff, and the index finger only shallowly pinched one end of the tape, leaving a gap in the middle—the fingerprints that had just been stained from the handle of the champagne glass, It remains intact on the tape.
Without delay, he unlocked it with his fingerprint, took out the only small USB flash drive in the box, and connected it to his mobile phone through the card reader.
The screen of the mobile phone flashed for a moment to read the text.
--Ding.
The data was successfully read and analyzed at a speed far exceeding the speed of the human brain.
The blond waiter looked down at the result, and the glasses that covered him with a clumsy and dull impression reflected a calm luster.
At this moment, a lazy voice came from the tiny headset.
"I received it, I finished reading it, there is no problem, do you want to get out? Don't even think about complaining to Glendona, I told you in advance this time."
"If you don't retreat, do I have to stay here overnight?"
The blond waiter choked back casually, threw the USB drive without any data into the toilet, and flushed it away.
He took off his glasses when he left the cubicle, especially at the entrance of the clean and odorless bathroom, where the horizontally elongated mirror faithfully reflected most of his slender figure.
The blond-haired, dark-skinned man tilted his head slightly, as if he had seen the ugly face of the person he was talking to, and his purple-gray pupils in the mirror showed a cold look: "Brandy, as long as your car is still parked at the place that was agreed in advance, I don't think I have a chance to sue Grandona, it's very simple, isn't it?"
"Tsk."
The man on the other side is upset, but has no chance to continue bickering with colleagues who don't like each other.
The blond man was talking in his mouth, and his actions didn't stop for a moment. However, even if his movements were fast enough, there was still a noise that could be heard across the floor from above his head.
There were chaotic footsteps one after another, and it seemed that a large number of people were searching around.
"This one reacts faster than the last one."
The blond man commented casually, and his movements immediately became more agile.
"Wait for ten seconds, go straight for 25 steps and turn into the fire exit, go upstairs, wait for five seconds..."
The chatter of his teammates in the headset was replaced by the real-time guidance of the mechanical sound. Under the precise command of Ark, he avoided the surveillance and all the searchers, and arrived safely at the best escape location judged by Ark.
Compared with the infiltration missions in the past, where one wrong step would be irreversible, today's mission is too easy, and the urgent voices across the wall are just a slightly louder accompaniment, enough to make hiders with even the best psychological quality not help but worry about their footsteps The sound is no different from a slightly more intense drumbeat.
The figure of the blond man is agile and brisk, like a leopard under the cover of night, safely combining the frequency of the drums, walking in the field he is best at.
Stopping in front of the window designated by the ark as the escape exit, he quickly opened the window, and even made a joke: "It's so easy that I almost thought I was playing a game. I would like to make a suggestion. I should put another accompaniment that is close to the scene. .”
"Reasonable suggestions, to be adopted."
The reproduction of the mechanical sound complied with this untimely proposal.
As a result, the real background music exploded deep in the blond man's eardrums. Of course, the songs were not random, but special ones selected by Ark from the vast music library, which perfectly met the requirements of "close to the scene".
The title of the song is "Fly", and Fang Zhou even thoughtfully removed the beginning and the end, and directly played the highlights of the whole song for the hard-to-serve clients.
——I will soar into the sky, towering into the clouds, watch me fly to the blue sky!Fly to the sky!
"……not bad."
The blond man said, tentatively, he recognized Ark's taste.
There is a huge difference between having the accompaniment and not having the accompaniment, and I feel motivated immediately. The only problem is that he is jumping down, not flying up.
Of course, you don't need to worry about this detail.
In the passionate echo of "I'mgonnafly", the blond man let go of the window sill, and jumped like a hunting eagle.
boom!
With some preparation in advance, the sound of falling on the cushion is still slight.
Outside the side door leading to the back kitchen, a Porsche full of impatience drove away the small truck that was in the way, and stopped crookedly at the pre-arranged retreat starting point.
It seemed that he came in time and had a great team spirit, but looking at it on the other hand-this guy definitely didn't stay around and prepare to respond before he was warned.
"Tsk."
The blond man turned over and got up, making an uncomfortable sound.
But considering that he was busy retreating now and had no time to settle accounts with the driver, he stepped forward and opened the passenger door, and quickly got in.
Before fastening the seat belt, his back was instantly inseparable from the back of the seat: "!!!"
The scene outside the windshield changes endlessly in an instant. The car body passes through countless wearable or non-wearable obstacles with brute force, and the adrenaline and blood pressure of the passengers in the car also soar rapidly with the sudden burst of speed.
——呵啦!boom!bang bang!
Tight turns enough to throw your head off the roof of the car.
The blond man quickly pressed the seat belt into the socket, thus preserving his handsome face and smart brain. The ups and downs after that were nothing, and he could burst into purer anger: "What are you doing? What?"
"Stupid, are you blind?" The black-haired man driving with one hand let out a puff of smoke indifferently, "I, Brandy, an organized and disciplined honest cadre, is taking you, a dishonest and shamelessly involved mouse, to retreat."
The blond man grabbed the handrail above the car window, and changed from expressionless to angry: "It's the first time I saw someone retreating instead of running in a direction where there are few people, but instead kept hitting the front door full of people. I have seen it... ...what the hell are you doing?!"
It's no wonder that the blond man changed his face in anger, because they seemed to retreat, but they didn't seem to retreat.
The man code-named Brandy selectively ignored the retreat route designed by Ark, saying that he couldn't hear the wind blowing in through the car window too much, and he couldn't see because of his sudden vision loss.
The rampant Porsche is like a bomber stubbornly breaking into a downwind situation, forcibly killing a way of life into a way of blood.
Most of the people eagerly searching for suspicious persons who stole important secrets are piled up at the main entrance, and Porsches will drive wherever there are more people.
The black-haired man took only half a puff of his cigarette and burned it in the car for a few seconds before it was caught between the index and middle fingers of his left hand. Then he leaned out the window and was blown away by the wind in the blink of an eye.
Then, the dark-haired man had another gun in his hand, and he put the barrel on the half-liter car window.
The Porsche swaggered past the gate, and a familiar man just happened to be furious at the gate, jumping and jumping——
"boom!"
His expression was permanently stagnated at the moment of anger, and he could no longer jump when his body fell backwards.
There were two more loud noises. It turned out that two people who were inadvertently blocking the road were knocked into the air. The vehicle that caused the accident came and went vigorously.
The men in black around: "?!"
"Mr. Scottero—damn it, Lord Andre won't let us go!"
"The killer is in that car! Go after it!"
One shot and two collisions filled the hatred. Because the unlucky passerby who was shot dead was related to the leader of the local underground forces in the United States, the younger brothers who were sent to be bodyguards were all jealous, and regarded the escaped Porsche killer as killing his father. The enemy immediately got into the car one after another, chasing after him.
The Porsche was speeding at the front. Because of the amazing driving skills of the driver, even though there were a large number of furious pursuers, they could not catch up temporarily and had to hang far behind.
"Huh? I thought I was shaking the ashes. When did the smoke turn into a gun? It's weird." The man, who obviously made a detour to kill precisely, opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Did you just accidentally hit someone? A passer-by? Blame him for being unlucky, it's none of my business."
"The dead are the target of this mission: Joel Scottelo, because of his special status, has been included in Mr. Rum's recruitment list. There is no requirement for this mission to be exterminated. Code member Brandy, your unexpected mistake made the retreat more difficult. , the navigation is suspended, and the route is re-planned..."
"Ah, how could it be such a coincidence, if you don't stay inside well, you will have no brains to jump outside. Now it's fine, it's fine if you die, and it even affects Master Rum's plan, damn it!"
"……Ha ha."
After sneering inexplicably, the blond man crossed his arms and began to rest his eyes on the high-speed speeding car that reached the upper limit of human psychological endurance, allowing his body to sway left and right for a while.
There was a hail of guns and bullets outside, and bullets bang bang bang bang grazed the car watch from time to time, just listening to the sound was especially scary.
Everyone in the car was calm and quiet for a while, until the black-haired man glanced at the rearview mirror: "The pursuit is too tight, I call for backup."
Only then did the blond-haired man get angry: "Sabotage the plan, make trouble out of nothing, I'll see if Glendona will take care of you."
"Hehe." The black-haired man smiled even more sinisterly than him, "I am Grandona's most respected senior, the most reliable and trustworthy teammate, and he is not a shameless undercover like you, who will save me. Oh, even if there is a one in a thousand chance that he doesn't want to talk to me, isn't there another you here?"
As soon as the words fell, a pair of black and gray rusty cold pupils turned suddenly.
The black-haired man driving the car actually chose not to look at the road while driving, and suddenly glared at the blond man maliciously: "Bourbon, tell me the truth, what the hell are you sneaking up on, you sinister golden retriever——G.L.D. Na, why, just, that, like, like you?"
"...Crazy! Don't drag me if you want to die!"
The blond man couldn't bear to swear, and just a second before the Porsche plunged into the shop window in front, he leaned over and grabbed the steering wheel, and turned it around hard.
blah blah-
The ear-piercing sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground pierced the eardrums, and the Porsche made a nearly perfect semi-circle on the road. One tire flew obliquely onto the sidewalk, and it just got stuck next to the fire hydrant.
The blond man was more or less relieved that he didn't die in a car accident with the neuropathy, but the neuropathy had just brushed shoulders with death, but his mentality was as stable as if he had just been swept away by the wind, and he was still entangled endlessly, insisting on evil The little black face Bourbon gave himself an explanation.
The blond man had veins popping out of his forehead, and he really wanted to blurt out that if you have the ability, you can ask Grandona not to bother me, and he almost said so.
The reason why he couldn't say it wasn't that he suddenly became tolerant towards Brandy, but——
From far to near, there seemed to be a soft sound that was easily overlooked.
The chasing car that was biting the hardest seemed to have suddenly failed its brakes. In theory, it had seen the Porsche stuck on the side of the road, but it didn't stop.
The car passed directly behind their car, and crashed into an unmanned car parked on the opposite street, roaring instantly.
"Boom—thump!"
The deformed body was engulfed by flames, and the inside was burnt into a mass of pitch black in an instant.
The people in the car must have died without accident.
No, it should be said that the people inside died before they rushed up uncontrollably.
"Oh hoo!"
Seeing the miserable scene in front of him, the black-haired man's eyes lit up, and he immediately stopped haggling with Bourbon, and instead flaunted proudly to Bourbon: "Did you see it! How could Glendona ignore me? Before I asked him to help, haha, he came by himself."
After showing off, he turned on the remote communication with great enthusiasm, and talked to his teammates who were hundreds of meters away: "Good job! Grandona! There is a group of annoying mice behind, you can solve it by watching."
"Okay, when they come into my range, I will cover your evacuation at any time."
The male voice in the call was warm and friendly, and it was hard to imagine that what he said was related to blood.
The same is true of the next sentence he said in a friendly voice: "However, I suggest that Senior Brandy put your left hand back on the steering wheel immediately and step on the accelerator immediately. If there are more FBIs, I can't help you clean up everyone on someone else's territory."
His tone was still so gentle.
But the black-haired man shivered as if the temperature dropped to minus [-] degrees in the not-so-cold wind.
"Okay, I'm sorry, I'll drive away right away."
"Please drive forward within the range of safe driving speed."
"Okay, I'm sorry, I won't speed anymore. In fact, it's all Bourbon who is urging me... I'm sorry, it's my fault, I'm sorry."
He regrouped with the efficiency of Bourbon looking at him and wanting to roll his eyes. He revived the slightly crooked Porsche with a hey, and set off on the road again.
Drive slowly without worrying about being overtaken. The black-haired man even has the strength to obey the traffic rules this time, avoiding Bourbon's excessive worries about jumping out of the car and escaping at any time.
Because the chasing soldiers have basically been resolved.
Not far away, the top floor of a building.
The night is dim, but the neon lights in the city that never sleeps are shining brightly, and the glass on the surface of the building reflects the colorful lights, which can confuse the naked eyes of those who look up above.
——Except for the sniper rifle lurking in the night with a black streamlined body and its own glow, the manga has never given a close-up of the front of the sniper.
Only the black windbreaker whose hem was thrown high by the night wind.
After that, he held down the chilly black body of the gun with one hand, stretched out his index finger with the other hand, and gently hooked the trigger.
Wrapped in deep black leather gloves, there are slender hands that are very reminiscent of works of art.
three.
two.
One.
In the round and narrow scope, a figure who could only pause for a moment suddenly appeared.
Changeable wind direction, unstable vehicle speed, many obstacles on the shooting track may appear at any time, and the target seems to be able to escape no matter what.
However, before he was targeted by the crosshairs, the sniper who couldn't see his face slightly curled his lips, as if joking, and whispered:
"boom."
--boom!
The pitch-black bullets came with the night wind, shattering the car windows into cobwebs.
Another car chase spirals out of control with the death of the driver, and then the next one, the two cars collide in the middle of the road, creating an impassable jam, which sets off a chain reaction in which flames continue to fly from above the wreckage , Dyeing the streets where pedestrians fled in panic red.
Under the moonless night sky, sirens, roars... Various sound effects intertwine and jumbled together, playing a messy but interesting piece of music.
After the cover, the teammates who were really looking for trouble retreated, and the sniper also evacuated from the roof of the building in time before being noticed.
Scene switching.
The next scene shifts to the temporary stronghold where the team members gather.
It was about to arrive at midnight, and the last person who returned late hadn't come back yet.
And when the zero o'clock bell struck.
There was the sound of unhurried footsteps outside the door.
Chuck, the door opened.
The lights in the house were not turned on, and the people who came in later turned on the lights. However, the chandelier with an orange light and a slightly dim brightness was turned on.
"You don't sleep, you don't turn on the lights, what are you doing sitting here?"
This is the first sentence that the visitor said after entering the room.
There were two men sitting in two different directions in the living room. Hearing the words, they looked up at him at the same time, with different expressions, but the meaning they wanted to express was the same.
"You came back so late, where have you been?"
The black-haired man rested his hands on the sofa, his legs were spread apart, his domineering tone tinged with questioning, his black-gray eyes were as sharp as eagle eyes, and he was firmly locked in on the future.
"waiting for you."
The blond man leaning against the window with his chest crossed raised his chin slightly. In terms of imposing manner, he was on par with the black-haired man: "It's been two hours beyond the rest time, this is not like you. By the way, where is your gun? Gran Dona."
"Well, how should I say it?"
The visitor took a few steps forward leisurely, fully exposing himself under the dim light.
The red-haired man in black smiled and blinked his red eyes: "Give it to the person in charge of maintenance, take it away temporarily, and pick it up when you need it next time, it's just right."
【………】
[The sudden appearance of the killer team... good!special!what!handsome!ah!Ahhhhhhhhhh! 】