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"why?"

"To kill someone."

There was finally some fluctuation in Gin Jiu's indifferent voice:

"A traitor!"

When he said the word "traitor," his voice was filled with disgust.

It's like dissecting the corpse of an addict with festering skin. That kind of existence, from head to toe, makes people feel deeply disgusted.

With this deeply felt emotion...

Gin's antipathy towards traitors was vividly interpreted:

"Since the FBI raided the laboratory to rescue Shirley, I have been investigating who leaked the news."

"And the results were surprising, but not surprising."

"The ghost who betrayed the organization and secretly colluded with the FBI in order to save Shirley is..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

But of course Belmode could tell who the "inner ghost" that Gin was talking about was.

And if the inner ghost is really the man with whom she has a close relationship...

It is very reasonable for the organization not to greet her in advance, but to send gin downstairs to stay for a long time.

"This is impossible."

"He obviously killed Shirley's sister with his own hands. I don't believe he will betray the organization."

"And, that woman is already dead!"

Belmode instinctively chose to defend the man.

She pursed her lips tightly, and quietly increased the strength of her hand holding the gun until her knuckles turned white and her pupils turned red.

But Gin just said aggressively:

"Heh... he was forced to kill Miyano Akemi."

"Xue Li's death was just an accident during the rescue process."

"This does not contradict the fact that that guy colluded with the FBI in advance and attempted to rescue Shirley."

"Belmode..."

"Whether he is a traitor or not is up to you."

"When we go upstairs together now and put a gun to that guy's head—he'll give us an answer."

Saying that, Gin stretched out his hand to Belmode.

He signaled Belmode to cooperate obediently and hand over the weapon and mobile phone in advance.

"What are you hesitating about?"

"Do you still want to protect that traitor after knowing that he has done such a thing?"

Gin is constantly exerting pressure, making it inevitable.

"..."

Belmode was silent for a while.

But under Qin Jiu's cold stare, she finally handed over the gun in her hand.

The grip of the pistol was already stained with a thin layer of sweat from her palms.

"And the cell phone."

Gin reminded without haste:

"I don't want to go upstairs and find out that the guy has received the message and ran away."

Undercurrents surged in Belmode's eyes.

She also slowly handed over the mobile phone to Gin, her fair cheeks were covered with clouds:

"Okay, I'll go upstairs with you to have a look."

"As you said... Is he a traitor? I want him to give the answer himself."

"no problem."

Gin collected the weapons and mobile phones seized from Belmode:

"You finally made the right choice."

Then, he signaled Belmod to go ahead with his eyes, while he was always holding the Beretta 92F, tightly attached behind Belmod.

This time it seems that Bellmode has made a compromise.

She still did not choose to break with the organization, but surrendered her weapon obediently, and chose to go upstairs with Qin Jiu to find Lin Xinyi.

The two walked through the underground garage without saying a word, and came to the elevator room.

Gin and Belmode walked into the elevator side by side.

The elevator started to go up, getting closer and closer to the 25th floor where Lin Xinyi lived.

When the elevator door opens, Qin Jiu will come to the door with a gun to confront Lin Xinyi.

And the result is not difficult to imagine: most likely Lin Xinyi's betrayal behavior was completely exposed, and he was shot in the head by Gin Jiu with his Beretta 92F, which hits his own people every time.

The story seems to be ending like this.

But at this moment...

"Don't move!"

As if by magic, Belmode changed from the neckline to a more compact pistol.

In this narrow elevator room, Gin couldn't avoid it, and she held a pistol to his head.

The muzzle of the gun pressed tightly against his cheek, until his cold and shapely long shoehorn face was deformed:

"Gin Jiu, I know you didn't come here alone."

"But in this running elevator, no one can help you!"

Killing intent flashed in Belmode's eyes.

At this time, she looked like a lioness guarding her cub, with a calm expression suppressing madness and anger.

"What do you mean…"

Gin was pointed at by a gun, but his eyes became more and more dangerous:

"I just wanted to save that brat for no reason, and now, want to save this traitor?"

"Do you think 'that lord' can really tolerate you to this extent?"

"Of course he couldn't bear it."

Belmode's voice trembled slightly:

"But I can't take it any longer."

"If you want to kill my students, then step over my dead body first!"

"Bermode!!" Gin shouted sharply, "Think about it for me—"

"What you want to save is the traitor of the organization!"

"Ok, I know."

"What you have said several times, there is no need to repeat it to me."

In the extremely suppressed anger, Belmode smiled instead:

The elevator ran upwards rapidly, blowing a breeze.

A few strands of silver hair broke free from the shackles of the bun, flying freely along the ears and cheeks with the airflow:

"Let me tell you a secret, Gin—"

"I'm going to be a traitor too!"

As soon as the words fell, Belmode's fingers quickly moved back.

With a determination she had never felt before, a bullet was about to roar through the flames and shoot through Gin's skull.

"..."

"Hey, wait!"

Gin was "frightened" and his voice changed.

His face turned pale with shock, and he shrank his head with lightning speed, avoiding the muzzle of the gun that was on his face.

Before Belmod had time to shoot, the gin showed a dodging movement faster than the genuine gin, and retracted its head with a "swoosh".

Gin becomes gin:

"Teacher, don't shoot, your own people!"

Chapter 260 The Story That Wasn't Made Up

Belmode finally made a choice.

She couldn't stand what Gin was about to do.

That was the man she loved deeply, and also the man who loved her deeply, and was even willing to sacrifice his life for her.

How could she just watch that man die in front of her?

So, holding a determination to die, Belmode finally chose the impulsive path.

But what she didn't expect was...

"Aren't you gin?!"