Chapter 806: "Insider" Vodka
Hotel warehouse.
Following Gin's instructions, Vodka poured high-concentration liquor all over the warehouse, and Gin had deleted all the information about the organization from Pisker's computer.
"Boss, it's done."
"Well, let's go."
Gin nodded calmly, stood up, took out a lighter from his pocket, rubbed the roller of the lighter with his thumb, and was about to light it and throw it on the ground when he suddenly tilted his head with his back to the warehouse door.
An anesthetic needle brushed past his neck with a "whoosh" sound, and then pierced into the wooden box next to him with a "puff" sound.
"What the hell!" Conan, who was holding an anesthetic watch outside the door, looked shocked.
This is fucking a hang!!
Kid, do you know something about murderous perception?
Gin turned his head suddenly, murderous intent in his eyes: "Rat?"
Vodka hadn't reacted to what was happening yet. He looked at the figure holding a sword and wearing a Kamen Rider mask that appeared at the door in confusion, and muttered to himself: Is this Cosplay?
"Oh, it's indeed here."
Gin sneered, not showing any surprise at all.
He had already discovered the tracker in the car, and the reason why he deliberately stayed in the warehouse for so long was to see who was so bold as to follow him and try to go against the organization.
Hattori Heiji gripped his training sword tightly, his eyes sharp under the mask: "Gin, today is your end!"
Gin curled his lips in disdain: "Just you?"
Before he finished speaking, Hattori Heiji had already rushed forward.
Caught off guard, he actually picked up the gun from Gin's hand in the first moment, but Gin was not panicked at all, and even had time to arrange for Vodka to chase Conan outside the door.
He wanted to keep the other party alive so that he could find out who sent them.
"Today, not a single mouse can escape from me!"
"Gin, your time of death has come!"
Having succeeded in taking the initiative, Hattori Heiji was filled with confidence.
When it comes to swordplay, he may not be as good as Hanyu Kusunoki, but isn't he more than capable of defeating a little Gin?
As he spoke, he had already moved forward and stabbed Gin with the sword in his hand again.
Gin dodged Hattori Heiji's sharp sword move by moving sideways. A sinister look flashed in his eyes. He pulled out a dagger from his waist and collided it with the training sword, making a crisp sound.
"How shameless!" Gin snorted coldly, turned his wrist, and slashed the dagger towards Hattori Heiji's arm.
Hattori Heiji quickly retreated, turned around, shook his sword, and stabbed at Gin again.
The two men fought back and forth fiercely in the warehouse. The surrounding wine boxes were knocked all over the place with "bang bang" sounds. Wine flowed out of the broken wine boxes, making the ground even more slippery.
On the other side, Vodka chased Conan outside the door.
Conan ran nimbly in the corridor outside the warehouse. As he ran, he flipped his wrist and swung out the football belt. With a "whoosh", the inflated football flew towards Vodka. The football had a powerful impact, like a cannonball.
However, although Vodka was huge in stature, his movements were not slow. He stretched out his strong arms and hit the football with brute force. The football was knocked away, and it hit the wall with a "bang" and deflated.
"Where are you going, little brat?"
Vodka chased forward with a grim smile. Despite his huge body, his movements were not slow.
And when the four of them were having a great time.
Several invisible camera drones quietly floated above the warehouse. Like ghosts, they silently filmed the fighting scenes below and transmitted them in real time.
"Damn it, this is not a solution."
Conan was thinking in his mind, with his eyes also covered by the Kamen Rider mask, when he suddenly saw a fire extinguisher cabinet next to him.
He suddenly had an idea. He first turned sideways and activated his power sneakers, kicking a box of cans in the warehouse over. Then, while Vodka was dodging, he quickly ran over, opened the fire cabinet, took out the fire hose, quickly connected one end of the hose to the faucet, and then opened the valve.
A strong stream of water sprayed towards Vodka, who was caught off guard and staggered by the water.
Conan took this opportunity, turned around and ran into the warehouse, intending to go back to support Hattori Heiji.
In the warehouse, the battle between Hattori Heiji and Gin entered a white-hot stage.
Hattori Heiji gradually gained the upper hand with his superb swordsmanship. He seized the opportunity and kicked Gin hard in the chest, causing Gin to take a few steps back.
"Hmph, is that all you can do?" Hattori Heiji sneered.
"Well done!" Conan, who had just returned, clenched his fist excitedly.
Finally, he saw hope of recovering his health.
It is better to rely on yourself than on others. If he expects that black-hearted loli Haibara Ai to develop an antidote, his energy would have been drained long ago. It is better to capture Gin first, and then torture him severely to force him to reveal the whereabouts of the antidote.
Thinking of this, Xiaolan's figure emerged in the great detective's mind, and he secretly vowed: Xiaolan, wait for me!
"Gin, are you ready to face the judgment of justice?" Seeing his good friend coming, Hattori Heiji held the sword with both hands, pretended to be cool at the right time, then rushed forward and stabbed at Gin with the sword again.
Hearing this, Gin suddenly revealed a cruel smile: "Fancy boxing and embroidered kicks."
After the fight just now, he has completely figured out his opponent's strengths. His swordsmanship is good, but it is only a skill for competition. It is far from enough in a real life-and-death fight.
He dodged the sword by leaning sideways and hit Hattori hard in the abdomen with his backhand elbow. Hattori Heiji groaned and staggered back - this was not a move used in a competition at all, but a pure killing skill!
"Boy, that's not how you use a sword."
Gin picked up a steel pipe and approached.
Kung Fu is a killing skill.
Hattori gritted his teeth and fought again, but found that his swordsmanship was restricted everywhere by Gin.
Each of the opponent's moves went straight to the vital points, forcing him to retreat step by step.
"boom!"
Conan took the opportunity to shoot another anesthetic needle, but Gin easily dodged it.
"Damn it!"
Conan's forehead was covered with sweat, "This guy is simply not a human!"
Just when Hattori Heiji was about to collapse, Vodka ran back breathlessly: "Brother! That little brat ran away... Hey, you are here!"
Vodka saw Conan besieging his eldest brother in the warehouse.
"Brother, let me help."
"Don't shoot!"
Gin's eyes narrowed, but it was too late.
The "traitor" Vodka pulled the trigger, and with a "bang" the bullet shot towards Conan like a meteor.
This shot scared Conan half to death. He felt his heart stopped beating instantly, as if time had frozen at this moment.
But, do you know what a protagonist is?
Because he was too short, Vodka usually aimed at people's hearts, but this shot just brushed Conan's dandruff and hit the shelf in the warehouse with a "clang" sound, splashing a series of sparks.
One good news, one bad news.
Good news Conan Classic is in a state of paralysis.
The bad news was that the warehouse was filled with the high-concentration liquor that he had just spilled.
"boom--!"
The bullet grazed the shelf, and the sparks instantly ignited the liquor on the ground. A huge explosion instantly swept the entire warehouse!
Flames shot up into the sky and heat waves spread in all directions like surging waves, instantly turning the entire warehouse into a sea of fire.