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◆◆◆Volume 1 Conan◆◆◆Chapter 253 Important Message

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    The second he put his hand on Ogata's shoulder.  The violent energy all over Vodka's body was like being sucked into a whirlpool, and was quickly sucked away by a terrible suction force.  "Let go" Vodka was so weak that he looked at Ogata with wide eyes and said inarticulately.  The originally cold face turned pale, the whole arm was shaking, and the other hand seemed to have lost the strength to even hold the gun.  His body couldn't help but tremble, shaking like a sieve. Visible to the naked eye, wisps of black power poured into Ogata's body like smoke.  With the Mingding Gang Qi Diagram activated, he wanted to drain Vodka of the violent energy.  Ogata can suck it all away even from a Shinigami of the same level as Su Ke, let alone a human being.  After the last ray of black power disappeared, the original illusion of vodka’s imposing power disappeared.  His face became increasingly ugly, and he sat on the ground dejectedly, his body trembling. ??????????????????????????? When a murderer who kills someone without blinking an eye is drained of all his anger, he will not die, but his body will become weak and weak in a short period of time, and he will fall into a negative state of reduced body function.  Ogata has removed the threat posed by vodka to himself, absorbed some impure anger, and is trying to digest it.  After all, human beings' anger is very mottled, unlike ghosts, who develop extremely clean energy after death.  Gin held the gun tightly, her hair swaying in her eyes, her eyes flashing coldly.  Seeing such a vodka, I felt extremely cautious and asked Ogata: "What did you do to him?" Human beings are full of fear of unknown things. Things that cannot be solved with guns, for gin,  For humans, it is a desperate situation.  Ogata said calmly: "I'm just teaching your subordinates a lesson." "It's still the same deal as before. I want you to contact the leader of the organization and let him talk to me, otherwise not only Vodka, but also you will be the same." Ogata's voice  Falling down, he looked back at Gin with a serious look.  Under the control of his mind, Ogata manipulated the scalpel.  The sharp tip of the knife fell on Gin's skin bit by bit. It seemed that if he dared to lean back, his skin would be cut open by the sharp edge.  Gin felt the cool texture on his skin for the first time. The pupils in his eyes shrank slightly, looking at Ogata opposite and Vodka who had lost the ability to move.  This kind of threat and oppression of approaching death made Gin feel very uncomfortable.  Because he always looks at his weak opponent, struggling and begging for mercy in front of his eyes.  But I never thought that I would be so useless today.  He gritted his teeth, blaming himself for being too careless and underestimating the forensic doctor's ability.  The man in front of me who is against the organization is by no means a minor player.  He regretted not reporting his information and the fact that he had rescued Miyano Shiho to his superiors during this operation.  There were many thoughts flowing through Gin's heart, and his eyes were flashing.  If you don’t die this time, you must find a way to get rid of him, otherwise it will be the biggest disaster.  "Okay, I promise you." Gin raised his eyebrows slightly.  His voice echoed in the empty parking lot and reached Ogata's ears with great texture.     oh?  After receiving Gin’s reply, Ogata’s expression did not change at all.  While thinking, I was making calculations in my heart.  This guy will never compromise so easily.  Because his mind is not just one or two levels higher than that of ordinary people.  The reason why he met his request so quickly was because he definitely had other plans to lower his wariness and defense as much as possible.  Ogata picked up the pistol that Vodka had dropped on the ground. While he was wary of Gin, he was also keeping an eye on what kind of trouble this guy who was almost incapacitated would cause.  But it’s okay.  At this moment, Vodka's face looked ugly. He was sitting on the ground as if he had lost his soul. He had no strength to raise his arms. It would take more than ten minutes to slowly adapt to the current state.  Ogata picked up his gun because he was worried that he would threaten him again later.  Staring at Gin, Ogata said casually: "Then put down the gun and carry out what you said." No matter what the man's intentions are, as long as his life is in his own hands, he has taken the initiative  right.  Ginjiu hesitated for a moment and slowly put down the gun.  He took out his mobile phone, placed his fingertips on the keyboard, and dialed the phone number. "Ogata, the number this guy dialed was 110." Ogata's mind conveyed Sawei's voice.  Because the scalpel is right behind Gin, the first?Time captured the three-digit number revealed on the mobile phone display.  A cold light flashed in his eyes.  The 110 number Gin dialed is the same as in China, it is used to call the police.  As a member of the black organization, he even tried to use the police to deal with him.  Ogata thought about it and thought of some possibility.  Could it be that Gin took the risk to call the police because someone in the police system had reached some kind of connection with the black organization?  He can kill people with confidence, but the police have not suspected this guy, and there is never a wanted order about him. No matter how clean and perfect the aftermath is, it is impossible to do these things.  “Obviously, it is not impossible for the power of black organizations to infiltrate the police.  "Hello? This is here." Just as Gin opened his mouth to speak, a silver-white light made a "whoosh" sound, and then the cold light of the sword flashed in his sight for an instant, and then he felt a biting pain in his palm, which made him feel uncomfortable.  He opened his mouth wide and couldn't help baring his teeth. He stared at his palms with sinister eyes, and painful cold sweat flowed from his forehead.  Even if he is Gin, even if he is a cruel person who kills people just like the joke in the game version, he still can't face the current situation.  A white scalpel, like a nail, penetrated his palm directly when it was shot out.  The blood opened, a neat gap.  Blood flowed loudly, along the tip of the knife, along the edge of the blade, drop by drop of red spread, quietly falling to the ground "You!" Gin's face was ferocious in pain, his face was pale, and his whole person was terrifying like a ghost, his voice  He shouted coldly.  His hand stopped in mid-air and trembled, and the scalpel was not pulled out for a moment. His pain was like an insect biting the flesh. When he felt the contact and friction between the flesh and blood and the blade surface, the pain continued to be severe.  The phone just fell to the ground because of the severe pain.  "This hand can no longer hold a gun. I think it's fair, because you have killed many people with it!" When Ogata said this, an idea was conveyed to Sawei in his mind.  The next moment, Gin's eyes seemed to be bulging out. They were wide open and covered with bloodshot eyes. He screamed in pain and watched with his own eyes as the scalpel swung back and forth to open a bigger wound.  There are torn blood vessels and jagged pieces of flesh.  The red liquid splashed, Gin sweated coldly, and quickly pulled out the scalpel.  In pain and anger, he threw the scalpel hard. The scalpel changed the parabola in the air, turned into a smooth white light, and flew back to its original position, behind Gin's neck.  "Brother!" Vodka, who had come to his senses and stood up slowly, changed his expression. He looked at the painful Gin and could not imagine the scene in front of him.  Gin was very calm. He quickly used his mouth and other hand to tear off a piece of cloth from his clothes, and then simply wrapped it around his bleeding palm.  But soon, Yin Hong removed the cloth from the bleeding wound.  "Kill me!" Gin looked at Ogata, the sweat on his forehead sliding down the bridge of his nose, his eyes filled with anger and coldness.  "You bandage the wound, obviously you want to survive." Ogata replied.  "I won't say anything related to the organization." Gin sneered wildly, as if he was fooling the man opposite.  "What about him?" Ogata looked at the weak Vodka next to him.  Gin looked at Vodka, his eyes piercing the air: "He doesn't know how either." Vodka nodded quickly.  "Do you want to be like Gin?" Ogata turned his head and looked at Vodka, who had no momentum or threat at all, and picked up the gun that originally belonged to him.  Vodka’s expression changed, and his expression became a little stiff.  "Vodka!" Gin gritted his teeth, his voice getting colder.  "Tell me, what you know" Ogata must dig out useful information from the two of them, otherwise he feels that it will take a lot of energy to destroy the black organization, and he doesn't know how long it will take to do it.  "Bang!" Gunfire sounded.  Ogata’s marksmanship was poor, and he wanted to shock the opponent, so he shot casually. Unexpectedly, he almost hit Vodka, and the bullet passed directly through his hat.  Vodka was startled and gasped.  “I” ThroatAfter swallowing, Vodka looked at Ogata, without the cover of his sunglasses, his eyes showed fear and his lips were slightly open.  He is afraid of death.  “ Killers who make killing a habit are not many dead warriors who have seen through life and death.  This is a reality comparison mentioned by a certain professor in the psychological insights that Ogata had read.  "Say it." Ogata stared at the vodka.  Gin was still talking when the scalpel stabbed the skin of his neck and the tip of the knife penetrated into the flesh.  "In half a month, we will have a gathering at HOTEL and CECIL in the United States. At that time, the members of the organization" Vodka has not finished speaking.  "Bang!" Gin actually risked his life, raised his pistol, pointed it at his companion, and fired several rounds, while the other bullets were aimed at Ogata.  ??A flash of lightning, a brief blink of an eye!  A lot of things happened.  (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
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