Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

Chapter 992 What Is Your Relationship with Spiders?

Nobushige put away his pistol, stood up straight, and looked at Brinton with extremely dull eyes.

"What's your relationship with spiders?"

Brinton raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Spider? Are you talking about the spider I know?"

Nobuhiro didn't say anything, and Brinton thought to himself: "Although I am good at walking in the dark, but unlike those creatures who build webs to hunt, I like to take the initiative. Just like this time, if I don't kill you first How can a person like you lure out a big tiger like you?"

"Be active or passive, I think you should know in your heart. It's getting late, I still have a lot of things to deal with in Japan, so I'd better end the trouble in Northern Europe as soon as possible."

Brinton ignored Nobuhiro's words and walked directly to the railing. From here, he could almost see the situation in the entire base. The robot army that was still on par with humans just now is retreating steadily, and there is not much left.

Brinton knew he had lost, and since his teacher lost to mezcal, he had followed in his teacher's footsteps.

"Actually, those guys are the works of my teacher. He has always hoped that they could be widely promoted, but it's a pity that no one agrees with his idea." Brinton said softly, "They are perfect war machines."

Nobushige really can't understand these people who are caught up in a certain plan and even risk their lives. The key is that this thing is not as magical as they say. Nobushige feels that this is not even high-tech, and Dr. Ari might be able to invent a more useful robot if he studies it.

"How on earth did you discover their weakness?" Brinton muttered to himself in annoyance.

Nobuhiro just felt strange: "You don't think I dare to provoke you casually because I don't know anything about you, do you?"

After all, it was his first mission after he faked his death, and Mescal took it very seriously back then. It's just like what he said, don't chase after the poor. Give these people some hope of survival so that they won't jump over the wall in a hurry.

Understand their weaknesses without forcing them to a dead end. This is the rule that Nobuhiro has always followed.

Hearing this, Brinton's expression immediately became strange: "So you already knew..."

He felt like a clown, jumping around in the control of others without realizing it.

"Click" Along with the sound of the safety being released, Nobushige raised the pistol again and pointed it at Brinton's head.

"Do you have any last words? I wouldn't mind conveying them to you." Xinfan's cold voice reached Brinton's ears from afar.

Brinton chuckled: "Do you think I am like a mouse controlled by a cat now? I may fall down at any time. It just depends on when the cat thinks of me."

Nobuhiro frowned: "I don't have time to play cat and mouse games with you."

"You suddenly think of me, must be because you have more important things to do, right?" Brinton's smile became more sarcastic, "Human beings are different from machines. Humans are conscious, and conscious creatures cannot truly serve an organization. Contribute loyalty. I do, and so do you.”

"Have you finished your last words?" Nobuhiro's index finger was placed on the trigger, ready to pull it at any time.

"I was given up, but you weren't, otherwise we still don't know what the situation would be like today." Brinton didn't care about the black hole of the gun pointed at him, with a smile on his face and sarcasm in his eyes, "Check EVIL, you will be pleasantly surprised."

After saying that, without giving Nobuhiro any chance to react, Brinton put his hands on the railing, jumped lightly, and his whole body fell toward the ground like a free-falling iron ball.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on the palm of Nobushige's hand holding the handle of the gun.

He took a deep breath and put away the gun without looking down.

EVIL, it’s really time to investigate and find out what their relationship is with the Spider, or should I say, find out what relationship they have with the organization behind the Spider.

Nobushige put his hand on the earphones and said coldly: "Confirm whether the target is alive or dead."

"Confirmed that the target is dead." Reports from peripheral members immediately came from the earphones.

"retreat."

On the other side, Rai, who had been maintaining the same posture, could finally take a breath. He stood up quickly, threw the rifle aside casually, rubbed his sore shoulders, and retreated in the direction he came from.

I really admire myself for still remembering the way back. Who knows how Mescal took him around just now! !

It was almost late at night, and there was silence above the ground. Even if there were occasional pedestrians and vehicles passing by, they could not imagine what was happening underground.

Nobushige got into the car that came to pick him up, preparing to return to Sweden overnight to catch his flight back to Japan tomorrow afternoon.

Vehicles raced down the road, getting closer and closer to the border between Denmark and Sweden.

At this time, the side effects of the previous illusion finally began to show up. Even Xin Fan, who was the first to break away from the illusion, felt a headache. He rubbed his sore eyebrows to relieve the discomfort.

Scientific research shows that just as pain can numb the "itch", touch can also suppress pain.

In fact, he wanted to lean against the window and have a good sleep at the moment - if Rai wasn't by his side.

Nobushige glanced at Rai and asked strangely: "Why are you in such good spirits?"

"I'm used to staying up late." Rai replied briefly, and then stopped talking.

stay up? Is he feeling so uncomfortable because he stayed up late?

The more Nobuhiro thought about it, the stranger he felt.

It stands to reason that his physical fitness is already very good, so he would not have such a strong reaction, but Rai has no sequelae at all, right?

He couldn't find the answer for a while, so he could only keep this discovery in his heart.

The border inspections in Denmark and Sweden are very relaxed, and it didn't take long for Nobuhiro and the others to get through smoothly.

After setting foot on Swedish soil, the first thing Nobushige did was to turn on his communication headset and give an order to the peripheral members still in Denmark: "It's time to detonate."

"yes."

"Rumble--"

The huge explosion was suppressed by something, as if it came from underground. The Danish police building seemed to be shaken by the explosion.

"What happened?!"

"Enemy attack or terrorist attack?"

"Report, there was an explosion in the shopping mall, it affected a wide area, and the casualties are unknown!"

"Send ambulances and firetrucks over quickly! Hurry!!"

Tonight, it is not only difficult to sleep in Denmark, but also in Sweden thousands of meters away.

Within the Swedish Security Agency, the usually empty conference room was now packed with people, and the voices of people whispering almost drowned out the leader's speech.

"This behavior is very similar to that person. Could it be that he is back again?"

"He was the one who killed Carignan. Now that this opportunity is rare, should we make a plan to catch them all?"

When they openly discussed revenge for the undercover, the undercover's dignity was already rubbed on the ground. How many people remembered that they were the driving force behind Carignan's death?

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