Coroner Coroner

"I think we should have a good chat."

Chapter 577

Lin Xinyi was very hesitant at the moment.

Although he knew in his heart that Ireland was actually "cowardly".

Otherwise, this guy wouldn't have come looking for him with a submachine gun instead of looking for gin.

But the dog will jump over the wall when it is anxious.

What's more, this is a dog with a bomb on his body.

If you don't do it for the time being, there is still hope for a communication solution.

What if he rashly rushes forward and beats the opponent hard, bullies him to the point of despair, and makes him get excited and actually lights the bomb, then...

The forensic colleagues who are responsible for the collection and autopsy may lose their appetite in the past two days.

Lin Xinyi recalled the bombing corpses he had seen, and his tone suddenly became more relaxed:

"This gentleman."

"I think we should have a good chat."

"Talk?" There was a sneering smile on the corner of Ireland's mouth: "You want to delay the time, and wait for the policemen you left behind to come to help?"

"Don't think about it...just rely on those trash?"

He had already observed in secret:

Although there were a large number of Shizuoka prefectural police who came to the scene, most of them were investigators from the Forensics Division who did not have guns.

The few criminal police officers in the search department were equipped with firearms.

But with the level of combat training of the grassroots criminal police in these places, as well as their anxious New Southern Revolver for the police... He is not afraid of how many people come.

not to mention…

"You have no chance to wait for support."

Ireland's finger on the trigger tightened suddenly, as if he was about to beat Lin Xinyi into a sieve in the next second.

Lin Xin's hairs stood on end for a moment.

To be honest, he wasn't too scared of the submachine gun alone.

Although he is not yet a rifle master, he can't escape the rapid and dense rain of bullets from the submachine gun.

But with his current Yan Shuangying-level physical fitness, and Li Yuanfang's internal strength body protection...

As long as the bullets don't directly hit the vitals, even if he is hit by a few bullets, he still has the ability to continue fighting without being seriously injured and killing the enemy with residual blood.

Even if the bullet hit the vitals directly, he would probably be able to hold on for a few more minutes, under the camera, in the arms of his girlfriend, and then die after confessing his last words.

But so what?

His martial arts are high, but he can beat foreign guns.

But the initial velocity of the detonation wave of the C4 bomb...

The speed is 8050 meters per second.

So what speed should he use so that Death can't catch up with him?

Really trying to beat Ireland to the ground, who knows if he will be stimulated into a self-destruct truck.

and so…

"and many more!"

Lin Xinyi still decided to make one last effort to try to solve the problem through dialogue.

He seized the last moment and shouted:

"Your enemy is not me!"

"Huh?" Ireland hesitated.

These meaningful words made him instinctively a little curious.

But what Lin Xinyi said next was a fact he already knew in his heart:

"Sir, you should be very clear in your heart."

"The person who killed Masuyama Kenzo was him, and should be your accomplice."

"And I was just doing my job as a policeman."

"Not only did I not kill Masuyama Kenzo, I even tried my best to protect this guy at the last moment of his life."

"So why are you looking for revenge on me instead of the guy with the gunship?!"

With a firm tone, Lin Xin quickly launched his mouth to escape.

He looked at Ireland with piercing eyes again.

Force him to face up to this problem that he has been avoiding.

Let him blame himself, feel ashamed, and feel embarrassed to shout revenge in front of him.

And Ireland's response was...

"Who said I didn't seek revenge from them?"

The ghastly pleasure of Ireland's savage face:

"I killed all those who attacked Mr. Masuyama that day."

"And you are just the last of them."

Lin Xinyi: "..."

He never expected that this Irishman with thick eyebrows and big eyes...

She even bullied him for not knowing the market and bragging in front of him.

You killed Gin?

I think you can't even touch the vodka?

If Gin has died, is the person Belmode called to report to work these days a ghost?

hateful…

I originally planned to use my mouth to make the other party feel guilty and blame myself, and realize my cowardice of escaping reality and catching the big and letting go of the small.

But Ireland pretended to be B in such a way that he didn't know what to say.

Seeing that the "Gin Killer" in front of him was about to pull the trigger again, escalating the cold war into a hot one, Lin Xinyi could only speak helplessly:

"enough!"

"You said you have killed other enemies?"

Taking advantage of the relatively remote location here and no one around for the time being, he quietly lowered his voice and said to Ireland:

"But as far as I know..."

"Gin, he doesn't seem to be dead at all, does he?"

"You?!" Ireland's eyes widened suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, he blushed.

When he heard the name "Gin" from Lin Xinyi's mouth, he knew:

His pretense that he killed all his enemies just now has been exposed in embarrassment and shame like the fat times of a girl in a short skirt in a strong wind.

Lin Xinyi knows about Gin, and he also knows that Gin is not dead.

He also knew that he didn't have the guts to seek revenge from Qin Jiu, and only dared to come here to trouble the police.

This embarrasses Ireland to the extreme.

His powerful aura of a cold-blooded avenger was destroyed in one fell swoop.

He was even a little embarrassed to point his gun at Lin Xinyi again.

Because Lin Xinyi has already seen through, his so-called revenge is not bravery, but cowardice.

"Wait..." Ireland could only forcibly change the topic in shame:

"You...how did you know the name gin?"

Since this is to ease the embarrassment, it is also to solve the confusion in my heart.

Because Lin Xinyi knew Qinjiu.

He also knew that gin was the culprit of the sky attack on Tokyo that day.

This is not information that ordinary people can grasp.

"who are you?"

Ireland stared at Lin Xinyi firmly.

But Lin Xinyi just lowered his voice and said with a mysterious smile:

"Don't worry, I'm on my own."

"One of our own?" Ireland was puzzled.

"That's right." Lin Xinyi pointed to his black suit:

"I am the undercover agent who organized to break into the high-level of the Metropolitan Police Department!"

Ireland:"……"

He was silent for a while, and then...

"Bullshit!"

He has worked in the organization all his life. Doesn't he know the level of intelligence work in the organization?