A gunshot was heard.
The shotgun in the grass suddenly opened fire, and Calvados had only time to turn his head. Almost at the same time, a huge force was pushed on his chest - if the gun in his hand had happened to block the bullet, he would have been dead.
The spear came out of his hand, and Calvados stepped on it.
At the last moment, he was still staring at Chizo Okura in front of him, sneering in his heart, saying "If you have a way in heaven, you don't want to run to the wilderness alone." The next moment, the God of Death came as scheduled, but the God of Death's attack target... seemed to have a little deviation.
A complicated thought flashed through my heart, and Calvados rolled down the cliff with an angry look.
The vodka not far away responsible for supporting: "???"
Calvados was shot away by a masterless hunting rifle hidden among the bushes. When he heard the noise, he silenced the target jumped up from the swing and ran away with his head. An eagle rattled above his head. The body of the middle-aged shop owner fell out of the forest and fell to the ground...
The scene was chaotic, but it was in order. Vodka was forced to take a look at everything, and his busy mind was shut on the spot.
What's going on?
what happened?
...What conspiracy does Uzzo have?!
He stared blankly at the direction where Calvados rolled down. After a few seconds, he suddenly felt a light coming out of his eyes.
"!" Vodka looked alertly and saw a cat covered in black and white with four claws in the woods. I don't know where the dark cloud-step snow cat came out, and a pair of round eyes were staring at the falling sniper rifle.
Under the gaze of vodka, it walked with elegant but not slow steps, lightly approaching the sniper rifle... and then buried its head and began to drag the gun into the grass.
After pulling it for two steps, the cat suddenly noticed something, raised its furry head, and accurately met the vodka hiding in the woods.
“…”
A silence.
A second later, the dark cloud stepped on the snow cat as if it had seen nothing. It lowered its head again and continued to drag its gun.
Vodka: “…?”
Forget Uzo, just Uzo's cat doesn't take me seriously?!
For a moment, he was murderous intent and wanted to strode over and lift the hateful cat, and then arrogantly snatch the gun away in front of it.
...But no matter how happy the imagination was in my mind, in the end, Vodka's feet didn't move.
——Forget it elsewhere, the location of the dark clouds stepping on the snow cat over there is Uzzo’s stage.
Although it seems that the climax of the drama has ended now, no one can guarantee whether there are any residual aftermaths there. If he is unfortunately electrocuted as soon as he steps on it...
Thinking of this, Vodka just took out his phone silently and took a photo.
——Send it to Gin Brother!
I dare not sue Uzo, but I dare not punish Uzo's cat?
"This little bastard is so arrogant." Vodka pressed the sending button hard, and a cold smile streaked across his lips:
"Brother can't let the sniper rifle fall into Uzzo's hands. Not to mention the harm of Uzzo after getting the gun - such a big gun can easily reveal his identity. If a famous detective enters with a gun illegally, it would be ridiculous."
"Well? Wait, so it might be better for him to get the gun?"
Vodka's heart moved and there was a hint of secret expectation.
But soon he woke up and silently wiped out the bad idea: With Uzzo's caution and his loyal subordinates, can this guy be sent in smoothly?
Even if it can, what will this kid do with this sniper rifle before he goes in?
Just a little thought, the vodka shuddered.
Not to mention sending messages, now he simply wants to call Gin to let the reliable Gin brother deal with this major organizational crisis quickly.
However, there is something more important now than calling.
——Retreat!
The shot just now is the second shot today, but there is no popcorn machine to cover it.
So, according to his understanding of those detectives, it won’t take long to lead others to flock together as a “famous detective”!
Thinking of this, Vodka did not dare to delay. He rolled over the car and quickly started the modified car.
After hesitating for a moment, he did not turn his head and ran away, but used all his driving skills, reluctantly turned a corner, galloped down the not-too-steep hillside, and then stopped next to Calvados and bounced open the car door.
"If Calvados is left here, this guy is likely to be discovered by high school detectives and then sent to the police station as a suspicious person."
Vodka muttered in pain: "A sniper who knows many secrets falls into the hands of the police..."
Thinking with your toes, you also know that organizations that focus on secrets will never give up.
And if things really turn out like this, then while the people above find ways to deal with Calvados, his fellow traveler will definitely be implicated and punished accordingly.
So in order to survive, he had no option to "run away alone". He could only help Calvados escape from the police's claws, or shoot him and silence him.
It seems to be two options, but in fact...
Vodka: "..." Where did I get the gun? How long has it been since I used it?
No matter what, I don't have to choose now.
Amidst the indescribable grief, Vodka could only look dark and stare at Calvados limping and gritting his teeth into the car.
Afterwards, the car door closed and he carried the annoying teammate of pigs and left.
...
In the cafe.
Due to the limitation of vision, everyone did not see the mess that happened in the hidden place.
But they did see a man wearing a yellow vest in the bush on the most conspicuous open space in the mountains and forests, lying motionless.
Combined with the gunshots that sounded at the same time, the high school students suddenly had a bad premonition. They judged the location of the body, rushed into the forest, and rushed over.
When I got closer, I saw that the middle-aged shop owner who was lying on the ground was the middle-aged shop owner who came into the forest with a wild gun on his back to kill pigs.
Jiang Xia walked to him, squatted down and looked out, shook his head regretfully.
“…”
The others immediately understood. The female high school students silently took out their cell phones, dialed their own numbers, and divided the labor clearly.
In addition to them, the other three people in the store also rushed over.
Looking at the corpse on the ground, the short-haired woman was stunned. She rushed to the side of the corpse: "Husband! Why are you..."
Conan glanced at her sympathetically, and his eyes soon fell toward him again.
Suddenly, he saw a spear vaguely among the plants next to him.
——When I got closer, I saw that it was the hunting rifle on the middle-aged shop owner when he went out to hunt.
Chapter completed!