Coroner Coroner

"Is there a ghost among us?!"

Gin gave the answer with his stern side face:

"Notify Bourbonkill, Cohen Chianti."

"Let them also bring people back."

Vodka dared not delay any longer.

"Withdraw, everyone withdraw!"

He immediately sent retreat orders to the other two ambush teams.

Immediately afterwards, he ordered all the younger brothers who followed him to evacuate quickly.

For the convenience of ambushes, these peripheral members were all armed and guarded next to the car.

With the order to retreat, the ambush convoy instantly transformed into a convoy entering the convoy, and drove out of the hiding place in an orderly and mighty manner.

"Big brother."

Vodka held the steering wheel in his hand, but he still hesitated in his heart:

"Is this... really an inner ghost?"

"Is it just us thinking too much?"

"Be careful." Qin Jiu's attitude was still firm.

He suffered too many undercover losses.

Even if it's just a turmoil, it must be like a weapon.

"But I feel like this doesn't make sense..."

Vodka still has a mind of its own:

"Brother, do you want to..."

"If there are undercover agents among us, let the FBI, CIA and Japanese public security grasp our operational intelligence in advance."

"Shouldn't their best response be to play tricks and lure us out instead?"

Vodka has a simple face and a simple heart.

He can still figure out these reasons:

"Since they are trying to lure us, they should show up more actively!"

"How could it be that the three families refused to show up as if they had made an appointment?"

He expressed his doubts.

But he can think of these doubts, how can Qin Jiu not know:

"You're right, that's how it should be."

"So the enemy has not shown up for a long time, there should be only two explanations:"

"One, my worries are just unfounded."

"There are no ghosts or undercover agents between us, and the enemy does not know the truth of the attack."

"Their collective lateness is just a pure accident, and there is no deeper reason."

"Then..." Vodka was a little unwilling to hear it: "Then we retreated in vain?"

"The retreat is to avoid the second possibility."

Gin's face darkened quietly:

"That is, the enemy not only learned about our action plan in advance."

"And also grasped in advance, our hiding position."

"So they don't have to lure us to show up at all."

"only need to…"

"Attack us directly!"

The voice just fell.

It's like mastering the ability to say something.

The convoy of men in black evacuated from their hiding place in a mighty manner, and collided head-on with two larger convoys.

"It's the Porsche of gin!!"

There is hardly any cover-up.

Such shouts sounded in the street in an instant.

"It's a note!!"

The younger brothers on Qinjiu's side also reacted quickly.

In the next second, dozens of engines from the three sides of the enemy and ourselves roared at the same time, dozens of car windows rolled down at the same time, and dozens of pistols, rifles, and submachine guns of different models came out.

The peaceful streets of Tokyo suddenly became passionate and lively like the streets of most other countries where the CIA is active.

"Damn it, there really is an ambush!"

Vodka suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, the boss of Gin just in time gave the order to retreat in advance.

Otherwise, if the enemy's brigade blocked the surrounding roads for a few minutes at night, they would have no choice but to run.

"Fortunately, big brother is here..."

Vodka first breathed a sigh of relief.

But then his face became ugly again.

Because now is really not the time to relax.

The enemy is still biting them frantically, chasing after them.

Of course Vodka is confident that with his own driving skills, he can lead Gin Boss out of the hail of bullets.

But what about the peripheral members?

They have almost fallen into a desperate situation... no, ten deaths and none.

The peripheral combat power carefully cultivated by such a large number of organizations is going to be ruined in vain like this?

The situation of Bourbonkill, Coenchianti, and the other two action teams is still unknown.

The enemy even knew where the Gin team was hiding.

Can you still let them go?

Vodka gets chills at the thought of it:

The underground forces deployed by the organization in Tokyo will be wiped out this time!

"Damn...this damn undercover!!"

Gunshots kept ringing in my ears.

Blood flowers kept blooming in front of his eyes.

Some belong to the CIA, and some belong to the Japanese Public Security Bureau.

But more are those of the peripheral members of the organization.

The situation is so bad that even Gin can no longer sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.

He could only raise his gun and turn around in a slightly embarrassed manner, and kept shooting at the enemy vehicles chasing behind him.

Seeing this situation, I have long regarded the organization and the big brother as the vodka of the meaning of life, and suddenly I was so angry that my eyes were tearing apart:

"Who is it, who is it?!"

"Who betrayed us?!"

He used his half-beat-slow mind to analyze and reason:

"Brother's hiding place is absolutely confidential."

"Even Bourbon and the others don't know where we are hiding."

"The only ones who know are Big Brother, me, and these peripheral members who follow us."

"And these peripheral members were recruited temporarily today and participated in the ambush without knowing it."

"Before the operation started, I checked their belongings one by one, and confirmed that they did not carry any mobile phones, radios and other communication devices."

"They didn't know the action plan in advance, and after the action started, they were under the surveillance of my brother and me, and they cut off communication with the outside world..."

"So undercover should not be among these peripheral members."

Vodka felt that he was getting closer to the truth.

This undercover agent who kills a thousand swords, the inner ghost who is not enough to die a hundred times, seems to be found by him:

"If it weren't for these peripheral members, the only suspects would be me and my eldest brother."

"Brother will definitely not be an undercover agent."

"Then the undercover agent can only be..."

"Forehead…"

The air suddenly became very quiet.

Vodka's face darkened.

Then there was a terrible silence.

Although the scene was actually very lively, the engine was roaring and roaring, the bullets were coming and going, and Gin even fired a few shots backwards from time to time, as if he was not looking at him at all.

But Vodka still feels that the air in this car is eerily quiet.

It was as if there was a pair of eyes behind him, staring at him coldly.

goo-dong...