Chapter 70
On the Porsche 356a, Gin impatiently repeated the action of tapping on the window.

If it wasn't Rum who was looking for him, he wouldn't be able to wait so long.

"Let's just say it first, I didn't mean to kill your time." Rum's voice came from the Bluetooth headset, with a faint smile, "I just went to check, what is the ability of that man named Kudo Shinichi? , I want you, Gin, to forcibly call Kinfis back to investigate."

"Unfortunately, he is just an ordinary, maybe just a clever high school student detective. The only thing worth noting is his father, a world-renowned mystery novelist. It seems to have a little connection with the FBI. But it's just That's it. There is nothing to track down this brat. So, Gin, what you did was completely superfluous. Or you just want to transfer Kinfishi back to Japan."

"As I said, the identity of Jin Feishi is the most convenient." Qin Jiu seemed to have a trace of murderous intent lingering around him.

"Really? If you are talking about a killer who can pretend to be a student, not to mention how many Gin Jiu has under your command, just because Kinfis has a more suitable intelligence officer than Kinfis, I don't think there is so much information. Is it a waste to bring a full-time sniper killer back to do this kind of thing? I can still use the strength of Jin Feishi." Rum's voice was suspicious and mysterious.

Gin sneered, "Rum, don't forget, Jin Feishi, no matter the code name or this person, they are all my subordinates. I shouldn't need to trouble you, the second leader of the organization, for my manpower transfer?"

"Gin Jiu, do you know the highest record of sniping in Kinfishi?" Rum changed the subject, but before Gin Jiu could answer, he answered without hesitation: "Five months ago, when she was sniping a target in Kenya, , at a distance of 2402 meters, hit the target on the car at a speed of 50km per hour, and was killed by one shot, right in the heart. Her accurate sniping range has reached 2300 meters, and she is already a sniper master at the same level as the silver bullet of the FBI Such a talent, do you think I will waste it by your side? Give her to me, and I will license you to choose five subordinates or influences in my sphere of influence?"

Gin didn't speak, but suddenly recalled three years ago, when the girl was just dragged into this organization by him, Belmode asked her who she wanted to follow, and both Belmode and Curacao offered generous terms at that time of.

But what did the girl say?

"Although your offer is so tempting that I can't refuse it, I still prefer the facial paralyzed uncle."

And a year ago, when that incident happened in that warehouse in Japan, the girl seemed to be barely straightened up and said that to herself.

"I think, you with facial paralysis are the most suitable for me."

Gin has always been very strange, he thought he had nothing to attract Jin Feishi, he never did her any favors, always had a cold face towards her, was always so angry by her that he directly shot the gun, and often dragged her Into the place where life and death intersect.

But Jin Feishi is not afraid of the same thing at all. From the beginning until now, her choice has always been herself.

It's strange that Gin doesn't understand girls' minds, not to mention that his Kinfishi is a unique and magical girl.

But he knows what to do.

"Rum, do you think your conditions are comparable to those of Kinfis?" Gin Jiu sneered.

"The person I choose, even if it dies, I will do it myself."

Rum obviously didn't think of Gin's words, he was silent for a few seconds, and then showed a mocking tone.

"Qin Jiu, I want to see how long you can protect her."

 Update time to see how long Ah Li can last: there must be at [-]:[-] am on weekends, and randomly from Monday to Friday ~ Try to send it at [-]:[-] pm ~ Next, we will indirectly sprinkle sugar to remind us of the existence of our Qindian, thank you for your support ~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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