Coroner Coroner

Belmode's eyes suddenly became a little nervous.

"You care about him?"

Gin continued to release the chill with his paralyzed face:

"Bermode...you should know, what I hate the most are those guys who eat inside and outside."

"If you want to keep this brat, then give me a reason!"

"..." Belmode was speechless for a moment.

Now she really wanted Gin to kill Conan, the teammate who gave away the head, with one shot.

But no, Conan's life is very important, it is true for her, and it is also true for that angel lady.

What's more, Mao Lilan is also in this underground parking lot now.

Wait, if the gun goes off, Mao Lilan rushes over and sees Conan being headshot by gin... the situation will definitely become more out of hand.

The situation is too urgent, Belmode's thoughts are like a mess.

Facing Gin who had put a gun to Conan's head, she couldn't think of anything

"Since you can't give an explanation, don't blame me."

Gin snorted coldly, and moved his finger closer to the trigger again:

With just one click, Conan's head will bloom into a cluster of flowers.

In this air that was too tense to breathe, Belmode was caught off guard and faced the most difficult choice in her life:

He just watched Conan die.

Still take that difficult step and completely turn against Qin Jiu.

Everyone is waiting for her decision.

And after that short silence, Belmode made her choice:

"Put that brat down—"

"Jin! Wine!"

Belmode took out the small self-defense pistol from the lining of the windbreaker.

The muzzle of the gun was pointed straight at the gin.

Aimed at Gin's forehead.

Gin seemed to be always paying attention to Belmode's every move.

Sensing that Belmode raised his gun to face each other, he loosened the gun in his hand slightly, which relieved the tense atmosphere a little.

However, his voice was still so indifferent:

"Bermod, you're pointing a gun at me now..."

"Could it be that you want to betray the organization?!"

Gin finally asked this crucial question.

If the answer here is yes, it means that Belmode is really determined to break with the organization.

If she can make such a determination, she will very likely fall into the abyss of light and warmth, and embark on the road of no return to law-abiding.

"I…"

Belmode fell into a long silence.

This question was really too difficult for her.

Chapter 259 Failed Show

Everyone is waiting for Belmode's answer.

And Belmode's answer is:

"Release that brat."

"I will explain this to 'the gentleman' myself."

"I will take all the responsibilities, and it's not your turn to take care of it."

She put down the gun in her hand.

But the aura in those eyes, on the contrary, faintly overwhelmed the gin in front of him.

Gin suddenly fell silent.

And Conan, whose big face was pressed against the hood of the car, quietly revealed a ray of shock in his eyes:

Belmode actually made a third choice:

Neither betray the organization nor give up saving Conan.

Her relationship with "that gentleman" seemed close enough that even if she made such an obvious wayward move with her arms out, she was confident that she would shoulder the responsibility after the fact.

In this way, Gin was completely speechless.

Seeing that he still refused to put down the gun in his hand, Belmode took out his mobile phone from his arms, and made a gesture to dial a number:

"What, you want me to call 'that gentleman' right now..."

"Should he talk to you?"

No one knew whether she was bluffing or if she really had the confidence to let "that gentleman" support her.

But what "Gin" knew was that this call must not be made.

If Belmode really made a phone call to the boss, it would be a big trouble.

So he can only compromise.

If this play can't go on, if it goes on, it will be a big event.

"..."

Gin lowered his gun slightly in silence.

Belmode breathed a sigh of relief, and then put down the phone.

A crisis seems to be resolved in Gin's compromise.

But Conan, who is about to be "saved", knows very well that this is the real crisis now——

They've completely screwed up their play.

Not only was Belmode not forced to make up his mind to break with the organization, but he also showed his strong background as a core cadre of the organization and a loyal partisan of the boss.

Her fineness has been tested:

24K pure black.

Moreover, he is also the confidant of the boss, so he can walk sideways in the organization.

To induce Belmode to betray the organization, the difficulty is equivalent to calling on the nobles to rebel, the emperor to rebel, and to kill himself.

"Troublesome..."

Conan knew that after the scene was over, they would have a showdown with each other no matter what.

Now they can't do anything but pray that Ms. Belmode will remember their old feelings and forgive their "wrongdoing".

Or... be the first to act?

Take the opportunity to get rid of Belmode, and then run away with his family.

Conan is working hard to come up with a remedy for the failed show.

But the play wasn't over.

After a long silence, Qin Jiu broke the silence with a sneer with a paralyzed face:

"Hehe... Belmode, you want to use 'that gentleman' to suppress me?"

"Okay, I can not kill this brat for now."

Qin Jiu said so, but he unceremoniously slashed a hand knife in his hand, and quickly hit Conan's side neck.

In fact, the strength he used was not particularly strong.

But Conan still understood instantly, and fainted heavily.

Gin calmly stuffed the "fainted" Conan into the Porsche, then closed the door again, turned his head and said to Belmode with a sneer:

"Belmode."

"Hand over your weapons and mobile phones."

"What do you mean?!" Belmode frowned slightly.

She obviously didn't expect that Gin would play like this after being forced to compromise.

"Didn't you want to call 'the gentleman'?"

"That's what 'that gentleman' ordered."

Gin said coldly in that voice without a trace of emotion.

"Why didn't I know there was such an order?"

Vigilance and doubts flickered in Belmode's eyes.

"Of course you don't know."

"Because of this order, I couldn't let you know in advance."

The tall, silver-haired man slowly approached.

Against the bright lights of the parking lot, Belmode could see the real details of his face even more clearly.

And Gin just sneered and continued:

"Do you know why I came here today?"