Coroner Coroner

Only Bourbon and Keir frowned secretly at the same time:

This action arrangement is still too vague.

The two acted in groups, each hiding and ambush, then...

"Where are the hiding places of each group?"

"Didn't the organization plan ahead?"

Miss Keir tried to use a flat tone, pretending to ask casually.

"Hiding place?"

Gin looked over thoughtfully:

"what do you mean…"

"You want to know in advance, each group..."

"No, where is my hiding place?"

"I..." Keel suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Seeing Gin Jiu's indifferent gaze that made it impossible to read any emotion, she who was originally excited about this opportunity felt that a pot of cold water was suddenly poured on her head.

Fortunately, Miss Keir responded in a timely manner.

She gave full play to the results of the lying course she studied at the CIA, and replied calmly:

"Yes, I would like to know where the groups are hiding—"

"If it's just that we set up an ambush along the Mihua Avenue, but we can't even arrange the hiding place in advance, then the action plan is too rough, right?"

Keir dared to admit generously that he just wanted to know this information in advance.

And then in the quietly tense air...

Gin finally withdrew his cold and menacing gaze:

"Okay...I know your concerns."

"But this operation is different from previous operations. I will not arrange the hiding places of each group in advance."

As he spoke, he slowly got up and walked towards the map.

Then simply drew three black lines on the long rice flower avenue, dividing the road into three sections:

"We were divided into three groups of two, and each group was responsible for ambush near one of the roads."

"As for the specific hiding place, it's up to each group to decide for themselves."

"Everyone here is also the core cadres of the organization."

"I don't even need to think about such a small matter as finding a hiding place for you in advance?"

"This..." Keel and Bourbon both secretly thought that something was wrong:

In this way, it is impossible for them to know where the other two groups are hiding.

That is, unless the ambush officially begins.

Otherwise they would have no way of knowing where the gin was hidden.

Not even the Gin Man can see, waiting for him to show up.

"That's too passive."

Both undercover agents were aware of the problem.

It's just that Bourbon carefully restrained his expression, without showing anything.

But Keir struggled repeatedly amid tension and unwillingness, and finally couldn't hold back and tried to make an opinion:

"Gin Jiu, isn't this...such an action plan too rough?"

"I think it's better to plan their hiding places in advance."

"In this way, if an accident occurs during the operation, we can rush to support each other in time."

As she spoke, Miss Keir secretly waited nervously for Gin to respond.

But Gin's response was subtle:

"Your thinking does have some truth, then..."

He didn't look at Kiel, but turned his head to look at the colleagues present:

"What do you all think about it?"

"If you have anything to say, just say it?"

The air suddenly solidified.

Although Gin looked very calm, his momentum was much more restrained than before.

But when he asked such a question, he still asked the effect of the leader's soliciting opinions.

"I think Big Brother's original arrangement was very good."

Vodka was the first to voice its support.

"Me too."

Cohen nodded silently.

"me too."

Chianti maintains formation.

Belmode smiled slightly, noncommittal.

And Bourbon, and even Kiel himself, who raised objections, have already sensed that the atmosphere is not good at this moment.

They all silently closed their mouths and kept a low profile.

At this moment, only to hear Gin Jiu speak suddenly:

"The hiding place cannot be arranged in advance."

"Because this operation is very important, it must be kept secret."

"And within our organization..."

His tone suddenly became cold:

"Maybe there are undercover agents."

"Huh?" Vodka was taken aback for a moment, and Hanhan replied, "An undercover agent again, big brother?"

"Where is it?" the impatient Chianti also yelled.

"..." Cohen remained silent as usual, but his hands had already quietly reached into his pockets.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.

Especially the two real undercover agents, Bourbon and Keir, who felt uncomfortable all over.

"Gin, what do you mean..."

Mr. Bourbon remained calm on the surface:

"You mean to say that there will be undercover agents in this room?"

"Are we undercover?"

He questioned it confidently and confidently.

And his dangerous old friend, Belmode, for some reason, also echoed a few words playfully:

"Qin Jiu, you are taking a big joke."

"The people sitting in this room now are all the core members who have worked with you the most."

"If there are undercover agents among us, haha..."

"The gin, you should have been arrested long ago."

Belmode has a special status and an extraordinary position in the organization, and she belongs to the kind of existence that no one would suspect that she is an undercover agent.

But after she made such a joke, the atmosphere at the scene was much more relaxed.

"I didn't say that."

"I still trust everyone here."

"Otherwise I wouldn't have called everyone over for a meeting this time."

Gin's tone eased quietly, as if the oppressive feeling just now was just an illusion:

"But this operation is of great significance."

"The secrecy work that should be done still has to be done."

"This..." Everyone understood.

Gin was still guarding them.

Guard against everyone present except him.

Therefore, Gin refused to even arrange the hiding places of each group in advance, and refused to let people know his specific whereabouts during the operation.

And it wasn't because he really found any clues that could confirm that there was an undercover agent by his side.

He just instinctively doesn't trust anyone.

"It's not necessary..."

Bourbon smiled awkwardly to himself:

"Gin, how many times have we cooperated?"

"Why should this groundless worry affect our action plan this time?"

Everyone is on their own, and they are still so defensive...

It made it impossible for the Japanese police to close the Internet.

"Yeah..." Miss Keir also nodded: "Gin, don't you even trust me?"