As Conan fell back to his seat, Belmode's hanging heart finally landed.

She glanced at the curly haired man and quickly recognized the other party: If you remember correctly, this is Uzzo's subordinate who was trained as a substitute.

"This guy is always taciturn when he is next to Uzo, but he is smart and clever when he is released alone. He also looks innocent and annoying, just like Uzo... The child is really a bit of a unique trick in taming people. Tsk, it seems that I have to pay more attention to the condition of Cool Guy and Angel. Fortunately, at present, Uzo is quite friendly to them."

She looked at the easily resolved disaster and looked at Jiang Xia again, feeling relieved with complexity.

Next to it, the robber looked at the hateful curly hair leisurely appearance, but couldn't swallow the breath.

While the two of them left the ski bags on the ground, he turned his gun and pointed it at him, wanting to do something. However, at this time, another companion with a blue ski hat rushed over and grabbed him: "Forget it!"

The little blue hat pulled the accomplices away and whispered in a low voice: "What should I do if such a precise thing falls down and crushes his body? And we just reached a deal with the police. If we kill people now, the police will change their minds temporarily after learning the news, and things will be in trouble."

"...Okay." Little Red Riding Hood snorted coldly. He suddenly remembered something and sneered quietly, "Anyway, I'll die sooner or later, and it's not a short time."

Next to me, Ireland looked at the two robbers whispering to each other, and then looked at the ski bags placed on the ground. Combined with what happened just now and the reactions of these two, he quickly guessed the general situation.

"That bag shouldn't have a bomb." Ireland tsk in his heart and thought to himself.

However, compared to the bomb not a bomb, he was more at this time and was attracted by the curly haired man in black.

"Uzzo..." Ireland gritted his teeth and recited the hateful code name silently, "When did this guy get into the car? I didn't even realize anything about it. Is it because his ability to hide himself is too good, or is my senses regressing?"

"No matter what, since Uzu... Since this guy who is suspected of Uzuo has appeared, it means that the bus hijacking is indeed related to him. What is the purpose of this guy taking risks on his own?"

After a little thought, combined with the usual examples, Ireland suddenly had a consideration in his mind.

"Did he want to use me as a weapon and use me to deal with Hideichi Akai?"

Suddenly, Ireland had a flash of inspiration and a script full of conspiracies seemed to be spread out in my mind:

"No matter what the process is, if the end of the whole script is that I die here with Akai, then with the organization's emphasis on Akai Hideic, my death will only be regarded as the so-called "necessary sacrifice". And Uzo, who caused all this, will not only not be criticized, but will make a great contribution..."

Not only was he killed miserably, but this death would also be exchanged for merit by his enemies... There is no more atrocity in the world than this. Just thinking about it, Ireland couldn't help but have a murderous intent.

He never wanted to see such a hateful development, but he didn't know where to put his strength in the moment - Hideichi Akai, Uzo, two pistols, two robbers who were incompetent but had guns, bombs in the car, and perhaps robbers who were mingling among the passengers...

Various factors are intertwined, and each one is hidden with a fatal danger. Knowing that there is a script here, Ireland found that he could not see through the next direction of the story.

"No, follow that guy's thinking and lose - think about it calmly, the easiest way to get out of this dead end is actually not to see through his script, but..." Ireland glanced out of the window and "leave this stage."

The experience of the extrajudicial madman told him that most of the time, the despicable method of "turning up the chessboard" is actually an extremely effective approach.

Thinking of this, Ireland's eyes fell out the window, looking for an opportunity to get out of the bus.

——The bus speed is not slow at this time. Even with his skills, he might be injured if he jumps out directly. However, you might try to find a subordinate to come over and drive to pick him up...

"Um?"

As I looked, Irish suddenly stopped gaze.

——It was as if I heard his heart’s voice. In the next lane, a black car actually chased after him and soon passed by the bus.

...

A few minutes ago.

Relying on his outstanding racing skills and the daring courage to step the accelerator to the bottom in the city, Vodka barely threw away the police following behind him.

However, although he completed the first step in the plan, he did not have many "relieved" ideas.

"What should I do next? Find a place with soft land to jump off the car? But it's still far from the beach, and the oil on the car is not enough... Oops! I just ran away just now, but I forgot to ask how much speed to keep to avoid explosions."

Vodka's sweating condition was not improved at all. He murmured: "I could just comfort myself that there must be a road before the car arrives at the mountain. I will throw the police off first. Although I've been thrown off now, why can't I think of what to do next? Could it be...Is I destined to die here today?"

"...No, you can't die so easily!" Vodka was angry for a moment, "I must leave something before I die - for example, hundreds or thousands of words of accusation against Uzzo. That kid should not easily get rid of my death!"

Thinking of this, Vodka took out his cell phone in grief and anger.

However, before he opened the email address, a message suddenly popped up - it was a push related to Jiangxia that he automatically filtered.

"Since there is a push, it means he is on the news again... I am in dire straits here, and Uzzo actually started another stage at the same time?! Do you look down on me?"

Vodka suddenly became angry: "Or, is this absent proof that Uzzo deliberately made. He wanted to pretend that he had nothing to do with my death in this way?"

"You must not let him do it!"

Thinking about the recent oppression in Uzzo, Vodka gritted his teeth and decided to rise up. He took out his usual slutty fishing around Gin and quickly glanced at the content on his phone.

Then he was slightly stunned.

——The content captured this time is not serious news, but a companion product of a news event.

"The witnesses found a figure suspected to be the famous detective Jiang Xia on the hijacked bus... the hijacked bus?" Vodka realized something, "Is it the incident reported by the cashier just now?"

"I remember in the news just now, the section of the road it was driving seemed not far from me..."
Chapter completed!