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Vodka swallowed nervously:

"Big brother..."

"You know me..."

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On the other side, the ambush team led by Bourbon and Keel.

"Retreat, stop the operation?"

Mr. Bourbon, who received the order, was a little surprised.

He never thought that what he was waiting for would be a retreat order.

"In the end what happened?"

"Why did Gin suddenly order to retreat?"

Bourbon had no idea what was going on.

Because after the operation started, he lost contact with the Japanese police.

Even if he really wanted to call his companions at the police to find out the situation, he still had to worry about the peripheral members of the organization around him, as well as Miss Keir.

Yes, Keir, who is also an undercover agent, is also his object of wary.

Unless he had to, Bourbon would never reveal his undercover identity in front of her.

Because the CIA's undercover agent and the Japanese police's undercover agent are theoretically comrades-in-arms, but in fact they are opponents who must be vigilant against each other.

Bourbon couldn't be sure, but Rena Mizumusa's reaction after knowing his identity was to take care of each other and cooperate with him on an equal footing.

Still put on the airs of the wild father of the CIA and force the Japanese public security to share information.

Or worse, stab him in the back at a critical moment.

Bourbon once suspected that Akai Shuichi deliberately killed his close friend Zhu Fu Jingguang in order to make a fortune within the organization.

This is not because of his dark mind and malicious speculation.

But the FBI can actually do something like this—

All intelligence services are capable of such a thing.

For a professional spy, using the life of an undercover agent from another country to complete his mission at a critical moment is the most correct, standardized, and reasonable operation.

So even among "friends", we must be on guard against each other.

"Could it be that our ambush was detected by Qin Jiu in advance?"

"That's why he suddenly ordered the retreat?"

"Damn, I really want to call back..."

Bourbon was faintly worried, but he didn't dare to take any action.

The same is true for Miss Keir, her face is forced to be calm, but there is hidden worry in her eyes.

Obviously, she was in as awkward a situation as he was now.

He wanted to call to find out the situation, but he was worried that there was such a "big leader of the bandit army" beside him.

that's all…

The two undercover agents stared wide-eyed.

In the end, he could only obediently carry out Qin Jiu's orders, and lead his own action team to evacuate the scene.

Not long after their convoy left the hiding place, they soon encountered the same situation as gin and vodka.

"It's someone from the organization—"

"Hurry up and stop them!"

Two large-scale "enemy" troops happened to collide head-on with Bourbon and Keir.

These two men and horses were all wearing black suits and didn't wear any logos on their bodies, but their identities were surprisingly well distinguished:

One is all Japanese.

One is led by a few foreign devils, followed by a group of second devils.

The former is obviously the Japanese Public Security Bureau.

The latter is the CIA, or the FBI,

"It should be the CIA..."

From Miss Keir's slightly hesitant gesture of raising the gun, Bourbon made a judgment.

"The CIA, and people from our public security, why did they appear here together?"

Bourbon was a little confused about the situation.

But he quickly saw his old friend and acquaintance, Police Officer Kazami Yuya, from the Japanese police team present.

The Kazami police officer poked his head out of the car nervously.

While pretending to shoot to block, while gesturing at him covertly.

Bourbon read a bad signal from the gesture:

"The plan has changed, run!"

All he has to do now is run.

Run back to the organization and continue to be an undercover agent.

Otherwise, it would be an embarrassing situation if he was arrested by the CIA or even the police himself.

"Troublesome..."

Bourbon felt a little embarrassed.

It was not difficult for him to break out and escape.

But the identity of the undercover agent is also highly confidential internally. Not all the Japanese police officers in front of him know his true identity.

That is to say, in the eyes of these police colleagues who stand in front of him, he is the "Burbon Bandit".

They wouldn't give him water at all.

You can't give him water either.

Otherwise, the acting will be too fake, and people will see the flaws.

"Our hiding place was suddenly exposed, indicating that someone betrayed confidential information to the public security and the CIA."

"Gin will definitely realize that there are undercover agents among us."

Bourbon got dizzy.

Although this time the ghost is really not him.

But if the organization really wanted to find undercover agents, he would definitely be among the first to be caught.

So the more it is like this, the less you can expose your flaws.

He had to play the role of the bad guy well.

That is to say...

"It can only be true..."

Can only... shoot at your own people?

Mr. Bourbon couldn't bear it.

He is a kind person at heart.

Not to mention his colleagues in the Japanese public security, even against "friendly troops" like the CIA, he is reluctant to point his gun at each other.

But the job of being an undercover agent is sometimes so involuntary.

That is, you have to use your own blood as a vote.

boom--

Bourbon was still struggling there.

Miss Keir set an example with actions.

I saw that she really played herself as a ruthless underworld killer and a loyal member of the organization. As soon as the car window was rolled down, she fired several shots in a row.

A crisp gunshot sounded.

Immediately afterwards, there was a piercing scream.

She showed no mercy.

He started sharply and decisively, without revealing any flaws.

"It's so ruthless to attack one's own people..."

"The CIA's training is really good."

Mr. Bourbon is also lamenting the professionalism of the employees of Youshang.

But in the next second, he realized something was wrong...

"asshole--"

"This woman didn't take a single shot at the CIA."

"The ones she hit were all Japanese police officers!"

Bourbon's face darkened.