Conan’s Corpse Picker

  In the alley near the base.

  Ireland finished the easy task and left the base soon.

On the way, his eyes kept scanning the hidden places around him, his face was calm, but his heart was inevitably vigilant - not that he was suspicious, but no matter who was reminded by a guy with a lot of criminal records to "be careful on the road", I am afraid there will be a mood. similar changes.

   However, he was vigilant all the way, but the surroundings were always very calm.

   This made Ireland feel that perhaps he was thinking too much.

   But as a courageous and resourceful qualified cadre, he did not let his guard down. It's just that the mood is slightly relaxed, but the observation of the surrounding has not stopped.

  …

   Just like this, I came to the place where I hid my car.

  Ireland went to the driver's seat and was about to open the door.

   But at this moment, he stopped for a while, and a thought suddenly appeared in his mind: Do you want to check your car?

  Ireland "..." He didn't tell anyone about his itinerary today. Even if Uzo wanted to target him, it would be difficult for him to set up an ambush on the road.

   But just now, Wu... the man in black with sunglasses and tentative identity, but told him to "be careful on the road".

   Therefore, compared to the ambush halfway, Ireland always felt that the possibility of Uzzo doing something on his own car seemed to be higher.

   And if you think about it, it was the base where Gin and the others left first.

Although Jinjiu won't blatantly act near the organization's base to sway other cadres' cars, but Uzo may not - in the many rumors related to him, this new cadre sounds like a reckless hobbyist. madman.

  Ireland dare not be careless. He withdrew the hand he wanted to open the car door, and was about to lean over to check.

   But at this time, there was a faint movement in the abandoned building next to it, and it seemed that someone was climbing the stairs.

  …

  Ireland was surprised that this building has been abandoned for a long time. Even if there are homeless people, they will not be free to climb the stairs at night.

   He felt something was wrong and raised his head warily.

   But before I could see anything clearly, on the road next to me, a bicycle suddenly came to a screeching brake.

  Irish turned his head to look, his fingers tightened slightly - it turned out to be a policeman.

  The patrolman stepped off his bicycle and frowned at Ireland, as if he wanted to say something.

   But soon, from his point of view, he seemed to notice another thing. The patrolman looked upstairs and shouted in surprise, "Hey! What are you doing there? Come down immediately!"

  Ireland"..." Is there really someone on it?

The thought of    flashed through his mind, and in the next instant, a scream suddenly came from upstairs, approaching rapidly.

  "!" Ireland looked up suddenly, just in time to see a man fall from the roof and hit him hard. He broke out in a cold sweat and stepped back abruptly. The soles of the faller's shoes rubbed his hair down, and the painful wind blew on his face.

  Eventually, the man landed on the roof of his car with a bang, his legs dangling down and hitting the window, smashing the sturdy blast window through a cobweb-like crack.

   There was a dead silence.

  In the years of the organization, Ireland has already made countless corpses with its own hands.

   But at this time, death happened so close to him, and more importantly, he almost took him with him, which made his throat roll, his fists clenched, and his heart felt uncomfortable.

  The little patrolman was completely stunned, and staggered back a step: "How could this be..."

  Ireland, because of these movements, suddenly recovered.

   He suddenly realized that he couldn't stay here any longer—if he was taken to the Metropolitan Police Department because of this, things would be troublesome. You must leave the scene immediately before too many people see it now!

At the time of the fall, he happened to be under the building. From another point of view, this is a perfect alibi, at least it can prove that he did not push the person downstairs... Even if the police think that he appeared here afterwards Suspicious, if you want to find him and ask, the search will not be as hard as catching a murderer.

  Thinking like this, before the little patrolman had regained his senses, Ireland took a cursory look at the most vulnerable position of the vehicle.

   didn't find any problems, he pulled the deformation forcefully

  's door to get on the car, start to leave.

  The accelerator was gradually increased to the maximum, and the vehicle jumped out with a bang. The corpse on the roof was thrown off, and it fell to the ground.

   At the same time, Ireland took out the gun hidden in his body with a sullen face, quickly installed the silencer, the muzzle protruded from the crack in the window, and pulled the trigger sharply.

   After a low-pitched explosion, he glanced at the rear-view mirror, just in time to see that the patrolman's head slammed back, as if he had been hit hard, and fell to the ground.

  The vehicle quickly drove away from this dimly lit street and quickly disappeared into the night.

   "I'm really sorry. If it's not necessary, I don't want to attack the police." He looked cruel and whispered coldly, "If you want to blame, blame that Uzzo, and soon I will send him to **** to accompany you."

  …

  After the vehicle left, on the silent street.

   The patrolman who was "killed by a headshot" hissed, covered his head, and sat up from the ground.

   He was standing here just now, when suddenly a dark cloud stepped on a snow cat and ran against the wall, as fast as a black lightning bolt.

  There is this natural protective color in the dark night, and until the cat ran to the front, the patrolman relied on the four white claws and barely discovered its existence.

   The little patrolman wondered when he had the cat-sucking physique, and subconsciously stretched out his hand, trying to catch the cat that was running towards him enthusiastically.

   Who knew that in the next second, a cold light flashed in the cat's eyes, showing no mercy, and slapped his forehead with a paw.

  The little cat actually contained huge kinetic energy, and the careless human fell to his back. When I came back to my senses, the suspicious car had already driven far away.

  The patrolman was stunned for a moment.

   After a while, he regained his senses and turned his head to look at the culprit cat: "What are you hitting!"

The   cat squatted beside him with its paws on, looking up at him innocently, as though he didn't understand what he was talking about.

   looked at each other for a moment, and the patrolman sighed helplessly: "..." Alas, what kind of competition does he have with a cat. The cat didn't do it on purpose, maybe it was just a mosquito that passed by his forehead just now, and the cat was hitting the mosquito.

   He reached out and touched the cat's head.

   After a few seconds, I suddenly remembered the business, and looked at the direction the vehicle was fleeing: "Don't run!!"

   However, looking at it this way, the road is empty, and the car has completely disappeared.

   "...What are you running? He is also a victim, so he doesn't want to take notes. Is this a wanted criminal on the run?"

   The patrolman muttered and looked at his cell phone.

After    was knocked down, he remembered that he followed his instinct and pressed the shutter.