[Conan] I just want to be a magician quietly.

That's fine.

Model worker 007 does various tasks every day, so he definitely doesn't have time to buy and read the comics as soon as they come out.

Well, it's safe for now.

Thinking of this, Ruo Muliang relaxed a little, but out of inertia and caution, he still covered his body with a dozen layers of shields, and then slowly switched to a Sangria vest, stepping on the spot. A collection of safe houses.

E, people seem to come together a bit.

Gin, with an aura of [-] meters, sat firmly in the C seat inside the safe house, smoking a cigarette, and his expression seemed a little impatient.

"Bermod, Bourbon, if the two of you have nothing to do, go find Rum for some tasks."

The sisters from the winery sat on the edge of the bar and happily clinked glasses with the same ambiguous smiles on their faces.Even though there was a distance of several meters, Ruo Muliang felt a strong sense of watching a good show from those two people.

It's true, these two came here specially to watch the Gin joke today!

Sure enough, the progress of the salary thief and the model worker in reading comics are completely different.

Cohen was sitting by the window, holding his beloved sniper rifle to maintain and wipe, highlighting the bleak feeling of a lone wolf.Chianti, who is usually inseparable from him, is sitting on the other side of the sofa, whispering to Baizhou.

The newcomer Baizhou who was recruited by Rum into the intelligence team, when he first joined the organization, was hostile to Chianti because he accidentally bumped into and ruined the signing of the blue bird. After a while, the relationship between the two seems to have changed inexplicably. Okay.

Qin Jiu didn't bother to pay attention to the colleagues in the room who were not doing their jobs. When he saw Ruo Muliang, he stood up with a cigarette in his mouth and said coldly: "Since everyone is here, let's go."

The full-time driver, Vodka, had already driven a black-painted minivan to the door, and sat obediently in the driver's seat, waiting for the gentlemen to go out.

Chianti hurriedly rolled something into a ball and stuffed it into the side of the gun bag of the sniper rifle. Then, carrying the gun bag, he and Cohen entered the compartment of the van one after the other.

Gin glared at Toru Amuro and Belmode, who were fishing openly, with murderous eyes, and snorted coldly in the direction of Ruo Muliang.

"Not yet!"

"Alright, Gin-senpai~"

Ruo Muliang obediently got into the car behind Qin Jiu, and asked curiously, "Senior Qin Jiu, what is our mission today?"

Gin Jiu sat in the co-pilot's seat and explained briefly.

"H64."

Ruo Muliang:?

Oh!

Ruo Muliang suddenly thumped his palm, revealing an expression of sudden realization.Thinking about it, it was the time when Gin and Toru Amuro teamed up to beat up Shuichi Akai, but James Black came to the rescue in a super cobra, so everyone had to flee in embarrassment.

Qin Jiang uttered harsh words and wanted to build an armed helicopter.Afterwards, he took Ruomu Liang and vodka to a certain military base, and set a lot of cute spiders who could disassemble themselves.

So today's task is to blow up the military base and build an Apache?

Master Qin is really a man!

However, after all, it is such a long time ago (Chapter 177), it is normal for the memory to be a little fuzzy.

Ruo Muliang took out his mobile phone and looked at the date, and found that it was a full time since they went to the military base to check in... um, two weeks?

Ruo Muliang: ...

Forget it, Ke Xue world.

You know everything.

Ruo Muliang rubbed his nose, poked open the small map, caught the gap between the traffic lights with vodka, found a lucky spectator, and threw the -80 away.Then he opened the spare notebook that Vodka kept in the compartment, and after a crackling operation, he connected to the signals of the little spiders.

If I remember correctly, at that time, in order to figure out the patrol routes and defense equipment in the base, it seemed that a total of 20 little spiders were placed.

However, only 16 can be connected to the signal.

There should be four cuties. In order not to be discovered, they resolutely chose to kill themselves.

Ruo Muliang handed the laptop to the co-pilot's Gin. The computer screen displayed a complete topographic map and real-time updated patrol routes, and thoughtfully marked the location and quantity of heavy weapons and anti-aircraft weapons.

Gin snorted softly, expressing his satisfaction with Ruo Muliang's work efficiency.

If everyone in the organization has the ability to do things like sangria, his gin won't turn gray at a young age (cross out)

Seeing that Gin Jiu did not express any objection to the opponent's armed forces, Ruo Muliang leaned on the seat wisely, and began to close his eyes and rest.

If in the real world, five people want to raid a military base, it is even more dreamlike than the Arabian Nights.But in a Kexue world where all kinds of skyscrapers are blasted twice in three days, the bombs collected by Mihua Town can blow up the earth at least three times.

Everything is possible!

Even Cohen and Chianti, who were crouching dragons and phoenixes, were so confident that they almost had the slogan "I'll kill you" written on their faces.

With the destination in sight, Vodka found an extremely remote grove and stopped the car.

Gin took out a familiar-looking alloy box from under the co-pilot's seat. After opening it, there were two small balls, one black and one white.

Ruo Muliang: Huh?

Isn’t this a small gift I gave Qin Jiang some time ago? It’s a small gift made with local specialties brought back from Visbania, and the same style as the big fireworks that were set off at the J Country Shrine.

Ruo Muliang: ...

Didn't you just bring the bomb into the car?So why the reaction to me bringing the bomb directly into the safehouse?

Extreme double standard, right?

Qin Jiu may have noticed Ruo Muliang's slightly accusing gaze, turned his head, and gave him a "get off" look coldly.

Ruo Muliang puffed up his cheeks in dissatisfaction, and left the carriage silently.

Double-standard piano sauce or something, let's see when I find a chance to bald you!

Chapter 382 Toot toot toot toot toot toot toot

The raid on the military base went very smoothly.

Although the soldiers in the base are full of guns and live ammunition, they look like they have explosive combat power, but in fact they all adhere to the famous Ke Shijie's basic rule of "face = strength".

Cohen and Chianti's crouching dragon and phoenix duo, when faced with such a target, completely managed to shoot a child.

As fierce as two gods of war.

When Sangria participated in the task of the action group, he was basically a logistics staff, so in the whole activity, he directed the little spiders scattered in the base at the beginning, and after scrapping most of the electronic equipment, he began to plan face-to-face with nothing to do. water.

Surrounded by the continuous sound effects of "chug chug" and "bang bang bang" in full swing.

Even the professional driver, Vodka, carried an RG on his shoulders and bombed with great joy.

Ruo Muliang sat cross-legged on the hillside opposite the military base, holding a lollipop in his mouth, feeling a little bored.

"Xiao Fu, lend me your RG to play."

Vodka: ...

Your marksmanship is accurate, don't you have any clues in your heart?

Of course, Vodka, who knows the current affairs, only dared to complain in his heart, and didn't dare to say a word. He could only continue to carry out long-range strikes towards the military base with a cold face, pretending that he didn't listen to the background sound because it was too loud. What to say to the sangria.

Seeing that Vodka ignored him, Ruo Muliang jumped up from the ground, patted the dust on his pants, came to Vodka's back kindly, and poked Vodka's shoulder.

The big man trembled subconsciously, rg almost slipped his hand and hit Cohen not far away.

"Just play with me."

Vodka: ...

Neither was Vodka's refusal nor his promise, and he froze in place with the bazooka on his shoulder.

If someone could hear his voice at this moment, it would probably be: I really want to escape~ but I can't escape...

At this moment, Gin's cold mocking voice came from the communication channel dedicated to the organization.

【for you?With your marksmanship, who do you want to hit? 】

Ruo Muliang:?

My poor marksmanship is the fault of -80, okay? Now that there is no -80 to hold me back, my marksmanship is absolutely fine...probably.

[Okay, Cohen, Chianti, come and receive the Osprey]

Gin didn't know when he came to the top floor of the watchtower on the edge of the base, looking down at the chaotic and burning interior of the base.

Just now, when the opponent's surveillance screen was completely black, he threw out the two special Sangria bombs he brought with him.The small toys made by Sangria are really useful.

Moreover, it's all here, so it's presumptuous not to bring back something more.

After arranging the task of sniping the duo, Gin shook his long trench coat and boarded the camouflaged Apache.

Let the guys from the weapons department repaint the plane into pure black, and modify it with the "invisible" ore that Sangria brought back from Wisbania.

Although the waste in the weapons department did not use the ore to research anything useful as expected.

However, the easiest way is to melt the ore and apply an anti-detection coating to the aircraft, which can still be done.

Gin Jiu controlled the helicopter and flew up, shooting at the nearby passers-by and soldiers, and quickly cleared a relatively empty area.

Vodka, Cohen, and Chianti arrived one after another. Cohen took the lead in jumping into the pilot seat of another helicopter and skillfully started the plane.

Probably because there were a little too many dead bodies on the ground, Kiander staggered when she got on the plane, and something fell out of her gun bag with a snap.

Although Chianti quickly picked up the falling object and stuffed it into his arms immediately, Gin, who is an excellent sniper, saw clearly what it was the first time.

Gin:! ! ! ! ! !

What it is? !Varied!what!East!West? !

What's going on with that silver long straight beauty with flaming red lips? ! ! !

Laughed at the bourbon gin not long ago, and probably never dreamed that the feng shui turns so fast.

Sangria, are you courting death? ! ! ! !

[Speaking of Senior Gin, where are you going? 】

Ruo Muliang, who didn't know what happened for the time being, bumped into the muzzle of the gun by coincidence.

As soon as he finished saying this, Ruo Muliang suddenly noticed that on the emotional value panel, the emotional value belonging to gin was frantically swiping the screen.

Ruo Muliang:? ?

Wait, did Chianti seem to have stuffed something before going out?

Ruo Muliang poked open the live broadcast room on Qinjiu's side for the first time, and happened to see the scene of a guilty sniper stuffing the manga that accidentally fell out into his arms.

Ruo Muliang:? ? ? ! !

Are you poisonous?

Do you remember that you were a sniper?

What manga do you bring with you on missions? !

Can't you go back and watch it again?

Chianti: ...

If Chianti could join the chat at this time, he would probably retort aggrievedly.

Look at the horrible existence you painted on the cover, do you think I dare to watch this thing in the safe house?I don't want to take shortcuts in life!

So after receiving the latest version of the manga she asked Baizhou to bring, Chianti's pupil quake directly stuffed the book group into the gun bag, for fear that Gin would see it if it slowed down for a second, and it would be directly on her forehead Open a mouth.

"you?"

Qin Jiu laughed back in anger. With a grinning grin, he pulled up the joystick of the helicopter, swooped down towards the hill where Ruomu Liang was, and then fired without hesitation.

"Go to hell with me!"

[Toot, toot, toot, toot! ! ! ! 】

At the same time, Ruomuliang's sense of danger, which had been fishing for an unknown period of time, yelled hoarsely again, the voice was so sharp and rapid that Ruomuliang's scalp tingled from the noise.

The last time the danger perception reaction was so strong, it was the time when he was slapped in the face by the Ferris wheel.

Stop beeping, do you need to beep?

Ruomu Liang turned around and ran away without thinking. While running, he covered himself with a hundred and eighty layers of shields, and enjoyed a wave of unobstructed shooting that Conan, as the protagonist, did not enjoy.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Sister Bei, Bourbon, come and save me!

Ruomu ran into the woods next to him coolly, and fled in a little embarrassment.The bullets hit the trees and the ground beside him, causing sawdust to fly horizontally and sparks flying everywhere, and the scene was extremely lively for a while.