Doing ghost jobs in Ke Xue World

Chapter 235 It’s all the comics that caused the trouble

"Boom!"

Fire shot up into the sky behind them, and several people were knocked to the ground by the heat wave.

The roof of Shanni Temple was once again violently damaged, and thick black smoke came out from behind several people.

Bourbon didn't care to think about the reason for his exposure. He seized the opportunity to hide behind the bunker, took out the pistol in his arms, and fired at several people on the opposite side.

Gin's reaction was not slow either. He realized Bourbon's plan and pulled Kiel, who was lying on the ground, to block him.

Fortunately, Lady Luck is always on the side of justice. The bullet fired by Bourbon not only did not kill Keir, but also unlocked the handcuffs on her hands.

Kil resisted the pain in his arm and slashed the knife in his hand towards Gin's neck. The sharp blade directly cut off a strand of silver hair.

Sensing the danger, Gin suddenly retreated. Taking advantage of this moment, Kil turned around and threw himself into the grass aside at the risk of being hit by the vodka.

By the time the two snipers ambushing at the commanding heights reacted, the two organization traitors who were about to be killed immediately had already found bunkers, forming a confrontation with Gin.

"Hey, Gin, you're not letting yourself go, are you?"

Shanti made no secret of her suspicions and yelled into the headset, not caring about the two traitors Bourbon and Kiel who had not yet been kicked out of the channel.

"Boss, he still has tasks for us to do!"

"Other tasks?"

Bourbon sneered. It seemed that he had been exposed a long time ago, but what was the reason this time?

This group of people has been working together since they last completed their mission at the Metropolitan Police Department.

He was confident that he had not exposed his identity as an undercover agent, so what went wrong during this period.

It can't be as zero guessed, there must be organized undercovers within the police!

But in this case, why didn't Gin reveal his identity at the beginning, but instead suddenly killed him here.

Gin is not a good person who endures humiliation!

His attitude towards undercover agents has always been straightforward, catching them one by one and dealing with them one by one, just like today.

If you have the chance to shoot, never force it.

"Forget it, time is money. Since it hasn't been solved yet, let them come here!"

A hoarse voice came from the headset, and the hearts of Bourbon and Kil, who were hiding behind the bunker, began to beat wildly.

That's right, this is the boss's voice, and he is indeed nearby.

"Thanks to you two, I was able to find so many suitable candidates as quickly as possible. Speaking of which, I should thank you."

The voice from the boss's side sounded a bit noisy, with cries and screams mixed in with the chaotic footsteps.

Could it be...

A look of annoyance appeared on Bourbon's face. It turned out that the boss had this idea.

No wonder he still chose not to expose them despite knowing that he and Kiel were undercover agents.

It's just to take advantage of them.

During this time, the organization has only one mission, which is to search for women who were born at a specific time around the world.

He had secretly speculated that the boss might be looking for a woman who was very important to him, but he didn't want others to know who the woman was.

That's why he came up with such vague search conditions. Now it seems that he has simply entered a misunderstanding.

What the boss is looking for is never a certain woman, but a type of person with that special birth date.

And he and Kiel are an important part of the efficient completion of the other party's plan.

Damn, they actually regard the police and the CIA as accomplices in their crimes.

If anyone on the list he handed in was injured, he would never be able to forgive himself in his life.

"mean!"

Kil bit his lips tightly, squeezed out two words from his throat, and stared at Gin and Vodka with an ugly expression. The key to this is not difficult to figure out. In order to regain the trust of the organization, she also put in a lot of effort on that list.

"Hmph, it seems I don't need to explain any more. So, if you don't want those women to die, just come with us!"

Gin put the Beretta in his windbreaker pocket, faced the two black muzzles of the gun, still took out the cigarette case with a handsome posture, and Shi Shiran lit a cigarette for himself.

It just so happened that he also wanted to know what the boss was doing with those silly things.

It was really hard for him to accept that the organization and boss he had been working for would eventually become such an existence.

He is willing to go through fire and water for the organization, but if it is for that reason, please forgive him for refusing.

Seeing that Gin had no intention of confiscating the weapons from the two of them, Bourbon and Keir were naturally not polite either.

Holding the pistol tightly in his hands, the two of them kept a safe distance from each other.

Gin moved very quickly. It was obvious that this was not the first time for this group of people to come here.

Bourbon helped Keir hastily treat the wound on his arm, and the two exchanged information, then followed Vodka in an uneasy mood.

Most of the Shanni Temple's buildings were destroyed by bombs, exposing the complete foundation. The new sign that Mochizuki had put up was also taken down by the group of people.

There are strange and complicated red carvings on the ground, and all the lines finally converge to a shimmering place in the middle.

From the distance between the two of them, it was not possible to see clearly what the glowing object was, but that was obviously the boss's goal.

"Is this a formation?"

Bourbon looked at the bright red traces on the ground and immediately thought of what he saw in the basement of Mochizuki's house.

"You do know, Bourbon."

The boss turned around with a gentle smile on his face. It could be seen that he was in a very happy mood at the moment.

Facing two undercover agents with guns, he didn't even feel angry at all.

"Letting the three of you get in touch with that woman was indeed the wisest choice I made."

"I don't understand what you mean, Karasuma Renya!"

Bourbon's expression changed, and he deliberately called out the other party's real name, wanting to see where the other party's bottom line was.

Unexpectedly, the boss didn't pay any attention to his provocation. Instead, he stared at Bourbon with interest.

"It's exactly the same. It's crazy!"

The boss clicked his tongue twice, and suddenly took out a booklet from the box behind him, with a strange expression on his face.

"Perhaps you don't know that I have never regarded you as my enemy, I just don't want to believe it."

"what!"

Bourbon looked at the booklet in front of him, and the things the boss took out last time came to mind, and he suddenly felt a little unhappy.

What he wants to know is the boss's plan to blow up this place, and the reason why he was inexplicably exposed, not this kind of messy stuff.

As long as he speaks, Hiro on the other end of the phone can hear it, so no matter what happens here, they have hope of winning.

"what is this?"

Bourbon did not receive the complaint in her heart. Out of curiosity and in order not to continue to irritate the boss, when she saw the gesture handed over by the other party, she obediently accepted it.

If a hero doesn't suffer the immediate consequences, if he holds on a little longer, the FBI and Japanese police will arrive.

There is still a lot of hope for capturing the boss and Gin alive.

"Detective Conan"

The kid wearing reflective glasses occupies the entire front page, with a classic line from Sherlock Holmes printed on the side.

Kiel's whole body was in bad shape.

No, their current situation doesn't seem like a time to discuss this kind of children's book.

What the hell are you doing, Mr. Renya Karasuma?