Coroner Coroner

"I have withstood the test of Veritaserum, and I never betrayed the organization!"

"Yes…"

There was a hint of ridicule in the corner of Belmode's mouth.

But she didn't say anything to tear things down, she just echoed in a playful tone:

"Gin Jiu, you know me well."

"If I was an undercover agent, you would have died countless times."

"Brother, you know me well..." Seeing that even a reliable companion like Belmode showed his loyalty, Vodka also naively maintained his formation.

"It's even more impossible for me, hum!" Chianti also snorted.

In the end, except for Cohen, who really doesn't like to talk, everyone in the room explained it seriously for themselves.

"I know..." Qin Jiu sighed lightly.

"I said, I'm not doubting you."

He looked around, his face getting colder.

This coldness is not the same as the usual coldness of gin.

With a hint of sadness that others can hardly detect and understand:

He really wasn't suspicious of them.

but…

I'm afraid of being undercover and undercover, so I don't dare not be on guard.

Chapter 642 Too bad, the organization is sold out

At this point in the battle meeting, the action plan has been clearly arranged:

Ireland was used as a bait, responsible for luring the enemy into depth.

A group of gin and vodka, a group of Cohen and Chianti, a group of Bourbon and Keel, led their respective teams to ambush.

"The location of the ambush is temporarily selected by you before the action."

"Report to me and Vodka 'alone' after settling in."

Gin emphasizes the word "alone".

It means that he can know the hiding positions of the other two groups, which is convenient for overall planning.

But Cohenchianti, as well as Bourbon and Keir, not only cannot know where he and Vodka are hiding, but they also cannot understand each other's situation.

It can be said that the word secrecy has been achieved to the extreme.

Even these companions who have worked together for many years are on guard. '

"Gin Jiu, I can understand your vigilance..."

Bourbon thoughtfully questioned:

"But even if we don't know your location, there is no possibility of betraying you—"

"There are other people around you, aren't there?"

There was a brief silence.

Vodka reacted for two seconds, and his face turned black with anger:

"Bourbon, what do you mean?!"

"Are you saying that I will betray Big Brother?"

Gin was speechless by default, but secretly gave him a look of trust.

He doesn't trust anyone but himself, with the exception of vodka.

The two have worked together for many years and know each other well. They have killed people together, played their lives together, and ridden roller coasters together.

It is absolutely unbelievable to say that vodka will betray itself, but gin.

That's why he let Vodka be in a group with him, so that he can be distinguished from other members of the organization and get the qualification to know the hiding places of each group.

"Of course I didn't mean vodka."

"He must be trustworthy."

Bourbon showed a harmless smile:

"Gin, I mean..."

"At that time, apart from vodka, there must be other people around you, right?"

"You mean those peripheral members?"

Gin pondered for a moment, then replied:

"Of course they will be involved in this operation."

This battle is equivalent to a small-scale war.

It is definitely impossible without miscellaneous soldiers.

"But they're just peripheral members."

"These people only need to follow orders, and there is no need to know the action information in advance."

Gin explained in a prepared manner:

"This battle plan will only be known to the people in this conference room until the operation begins."

"Those peripheral members will only be mobilized without knowing it, and after checking and confiscating all communication equipment, they will follow your various groups to act separately."

"And as the team leaders of each group, you are naturally responsible for monitoring the status of these peripheral members and preventing them from leaking information to the outside world."

"I see." Bourbon nodded earnestly: "It is indeed a very careful arrangement."

It is indeed very thorough.

In this way, the possibility of the low-level miscellaneous soldiers leaking information to the outside world is basically eliminated.

If the information is leaked, the scope of the organization's suspicion will immediately be narrowed to the core members with code names.

Choose 1 from the N peripheral members, and choose 6 from the 1 present cadres such as Bourbon, Kiel, Cohen, Chianti, Vodka, and Belmode. Naturally, the latter is more exposed.

Not to mention that among the six people, Belmode has a special status, and it is impossible to be an insider.

And vodka is deeply trusted by gin, and Cohen and Chianti are also confidantes of gin... and they will definitely not be among the priority suspects.

In the end, there were only two suspects left, Bourbon and Keel.

No matter which of these two is caught by Gin...

They didn't catch the wrong person.

"Some troubles..."

Mr. Bourbon faintly felt the difficulty.

The information he has now is limited.

Passing information to the outside has to take a certain risk.

It seems that this operation may not be as easy as he expected...

Bourbon frowned secretly in this faint worry.

And this battle meeting came to an end in his meditation.

Qin Jiu announced the end of the meeting, and everyone dispersed.

Before Belmode got up, he glanced at Bourbon thoughtfully, then turned and left calmly.

"Wait." Someone stopped her.

It was her old friend, Mr. Bourbon.

"I haven't seen you in a few months, don't you want to chat with your old friend?"

Bourbon smiled at Belmode and extended an invitation to her.

"Is this... okay."

Belmode stopped in a dignified way: "

"But you probably don't just want to catch up on the old days, Mr. Bourbon?"

She also raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

It's just that the smile is more mysterious and elegant.

"Of course." Bourbon also knew that the other party didn't like to listen to nonsense: "I just have some concerns—"

"The battle plan you and Qin Jiu gave just now seems to be too vague."

He asked questions straight to the point, and of course, he was quietly testing information:

"Bermode, you are in charge of leading the reserve team."

"What exactly does this reserve team refer to, and where is it roughly arranged?"

"If the group of me and Kiel are in danger, can I ask you for help?"

Hearing this series of questions, Bellmode's reaction was very calm.

She still had that mysterious and elegant smile, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking:

"Sorry, I can't answer the specifics."

"You know…"

Belmode blinked:

"It's a lady's secret."

"Okay..." Bourbon shrugged nonchalantly.