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Finally, she too was caught on guard.

"What's the matter, Ben Tang?"

"Is there a situation?"

Anxious inquiries from CIA agents came from the other end of the phone.

"Yes." Shui Wurenai sighed deeply: "Our ambush failed."

"Gin is here, not at the agreed target location."

"Come here—"

"There may be danger here."

.....................

There was a roar of engines at the end of the road.

In the quietly stagnant air, an interview car of Nichimai TV Station, accompanied by a brand new sports car, appeared in the sight of the two men in black at a leisurely pace.

"coming."

A ferocious smile appeared on the corner of Vodka's mouth.

There was a gloomy glint in Gin's eyes.

One of them was holding the steering wheel and the other was holding a pitch-black gun.

This is the most frightening professional team in Tokyo, and its work efficiency is not inferior to Conan's real humanoid Shinigami.

When they appeared in front of people with such a posture, it meant that there would be another headless case in the old files of the Metropolitan Police Department.

"Lin Xinyi, it's your turn this time!"

The vodka heart beats with passion.

In the beginning, he was only jealous... because he disdained to be a courtier with such lucky people, so he repeatedly impeached Lin Xinyi three times.

But he said a lot of bad things, and he believed it himself.

Vodka believes he sees it all.

Everyone is drunk and he wakes up alone.

And now is the moment to test his perfect reasoning.

boom!

Vodka stepped on the gas pedal.

The car hidden in the abandoned construction site suddenly turned into a tiger blocking the road and blatantly rushed out from the side of the road.

Accelerate, charge straight, drift tail, and finally a car is blocked in the middle of the road, blocking the enemy's way by surprise.

He has practiced this set of operations countless times in actual combat.

This time it's even more impossible to go wrong.

But in just a moment, Vodka drove and stopped the road.

The interview car where Rena Mizumu was in and the sports car driven by Lin Xinyi, both slammed on the emergency brake under the sudden interception, and came to a dangerous stop amidst the screeching sound of tires rubbing against each other.

"Looking, looking for death?!"

It was the ignorant TV driver who shouted:

"Bageya Road——"

"You can drive this car, big..."

"it is good!"

The scolding of Mr. Driver stopped abruptly.

The gin and vodka they got out of the car, as well as the guns in their hands, immediately made the driver understand how to be polite.

"Get out of the car."

The gin man doesn't talk harshly.

Not too loud, but terribly cold.

The driver of the TV station, the camera, and the two unlucky innocent people quickly got out of the car in fright.

Rena Mizumu also got out of the car, with cold sweat on her forehead, nervous expression, acting like ordinary people.

But neither gin nor vodka paid attention to Miss Keir.

Their attention is on today's protagonist:

"Manager Lin."

Vodka threatened with a gun, Gin smiled coldly:

"Nice to meet you."

Of course, this is not the first time he and Lin Xinyi have met.

It's just that it's not just exposed in front of people.

Whether Lin Xinyi is a traitor has not yet been determined.

Like Vodka said, he still had fantasies about him.

"Come and talk."

Gin carefully looked at Lin Xinyi's face:

Facing his sudden appearance, this severe test of impromptu intention, Lin Xinyi acted...

Some surprises, some fears.

Much like a police officer's normal reaction to being attacked by a man in black.

If it was in the past, Gin would probably have praised in his heart with relief. This kid is indeed Belmode's disciple, and his acting skills and skills on the spot are not inferior to his teacher at all.

But now, Qin Jiu is not in the mood to dig out the advantages of the students.

Even, he still inexplicably felt that...

Lin Xinyi seemed to be really afraid of him.

This kind of emotion is not obvious, and it disappears in a flash, like an illusion.

I saw Lin Xin subconsciously clutching the hand of the Miss Maori beside him.

It seemed to give him strength.

It also allowed him to regain the aura of a manager: "Who the hell are you?"

"You don't need to know who I am."

Gin spoke nonsense lines lightly.

In fact, except for the driver, the camera and Mao Lilan, the rest of the scene were all our own people.

But since there is an audience, and Gin doesn't want Reina Mizumu to know Lin Xinyi's identity, he still has to act.

"Please don't move, Mr. Lin."

"Otherwise... someone will get hurt."

Gin plays the villain with a mysterious origin.

And there was indeed a killing intent in his eyes.

Because he hates traitors the most.

When Qin Jiu first started working, he thought that the biggest enemy of the organization was the Japanese police.

He found out the undercover agent of the police.

And thought the biggest enemy was the FBI.

After sweeping away the FBI, the CIA and MI6 have become the organization's worries.

He is now more and more clear:

The organization's worries are not outside.

But within the organization, in these core members!

The worse the core cadres are, the worse the organization will be!

And Lin Xinyi is the core of the organization's core.

But the organization's future hopes...

Is he really that clean? !

"Lin Xinyi."

Gin's eyes flicked deeply from him:

He had watched this kid grow up and understood Lin Xin's loyalty to the organization.

He also didn't believe that this man with young roots would rebel.

And if Lin Xinyi really rebelled, betrayed the organization, betrayed Belmode who raised him, then there is only one possibility——

For women.

The woman who theoretically died long ago.

"Shirley..."

The image of the tea-haired girl flashed in Gin Jiu's mind.

His eyes slowly locked on Mao Lilan who was at the side.

This high school girl in a black suit and dressed as an adult still has the childishness of a young man on her face.

She was a little nervous, dazed, and tremblingly hid beside Lin Xinyi, as if frightened by the sudden attack.

But Gin looked at her more and more deeply:

"Miss Mao Lilan, right?"