Author: Six Days and Four Dusts

The Porsche 356A was driving smoothly on the mountain road in the night. Gin, who had already hung up communication, clearly did not want to pay attention to these bad colleagues anymore.

Amuro Tsubuki adjusted the volume of his headphones and listened to Chianti's constant complaints in the channel. After more than ten minutes, he heard other sounds. It was the sound of Belmode's motorcycle igniting, and the motor engine ignited after two roars.

"I thought you would go to Tokyo, Belmode." Turning down the voice from Chianti, Amuro let out a voice and said in a plain tone, "I was called here to help, Ley--Well, no, Hideichi Akai, another mouse, I thought you would take over Tang Zea Aki's surveillance work."

Belmode's voice echoed in a dull voice. She should be wearing a motorcycle helmet: "I originally had such a plan - after all, I haven't seen the boy from the Tang Ze family with my own eyes, which is a pity."

Although he had just analyzed from the conversation that Belmode and Tang Ze and his wife were related, when he heard her confirmation in person, Amuro's heart sank.

He paid more attention to the Tang Ze family than he thought.

Then why did Belmode target Tang Ze?

She is a code member Amuro Toru has come into contact with more code members in the organization. Since contact, Amuro Toru has never stopped exploring her. This ageless witch is very special in the organization and has great value for digging, but for this reason, he cannot investigate the other party too blatantly. If it arouses her suspicion, the consequences may be serious.

Could it be that Tang Ze and his wife’s research also had a certain impact on her?

He remembered that Belmode also hated Shirley, and it seemed to have something to do with the drug development she led... If it weren't for their experiments, Belmode could not have hated the scientific researchers in the organization without any difference...

The complex thoughts did not prevent Amuro Toru from responding smoothly: "What a pity? What a pity? Sooner or later, he is the object of the organization. If you want to see him, there are more opportunities."

"Hmph." He responded to Belmode's sneering nasal voice, "that's hard to say."

"Oh? What does it mean?" Amuro's heart rose again.

"Gin just pinched off the communication, right? Then forget it, I shouldn't say something." Belmode didn't answer his question and said mysteriously, "You will be surprised when you go back to Tokyo."

After saying that, after a "drop" sound, the sound of Belmode's riding disappeared from the communication and she hung up.

Toru Amuro took off his headphones and looked at the back of Ginjiu's head in confusion.

Why did she bring up a mouthful of gin? There was something about him in between?

Ginji did not look back, but seemed to notice his gaze and said casually: "Your surveillance mission will end soon." Obviously, Ginji knew what they were talking about after hearing the three words "Tang Zezhao".

Amuro curled his lips and did not continue to ask questions. He looked like he had no feelings, but his inner uneasiness became heavier and heavier.

"You guys are casually involved in other people's tasks, don't you know how to say hello to others?" He could only show his dissatisfaction with the task being intervened by others to hide his bad mood just now. "If you don't tell me next time, just take action. I can't blame me if I'm crushed as an enemy."

Gin's answer was even more stiff: "Don't treat Tang Zezhao as your spoil without authorization. The organization just sends you to do things, he is not your own prey."

Amuro Toru showed a gloomy look of displeasure without any concealment.

Gin didn't even look back at his bad face. She opened the car window and lit another cigarette.

Without any further response, Amuro looked at Lin Mu who was rapidly retreating outside the window in silence.

The tall and twisted trees formed a dark forest, swallowing up all the moonlight, leaving only a deep dark shadow on the glass, reflecting Amuro's face covered with clouds.

The organization sounds like it's going to attack Tang Ze.

——No, it’s worse, they’ve already taken action, otherwise Gin wouldn’t assert that its mission is about to end.

Seeing how the progress there was, Feng hoped that he could complete the plan before a more serious situation.

... Must be done.

It was a few hours' drive from Akimeyama to Ota City. Gin was sitting on the passenger seat and closed her eyes to rest. Toru Yamuro was not interested in talking to him. The few people walked the way to Ota City without saying a word.

As soon as Amuro got out of the car, the black Porsche rushed out with a throttle, and couldn't wait, as if he was avoiding him.

This guy vodka...is a good dog for gin.

Amuro rolled his eyes regardless of his image and walked towards the safe house where he had been resting for the past two days.

This is a narrow single-family house. Most of the residents nearby are construction workers working in nearby cities and have a high population mobility. Different people entering and leaving the same house will not attract the attention of the community. Therefore, even people with a distinctive appearance like Amuro Tsu, no one will look at each other.

He packed up the guns he brought and put them into the box.

Most of them didn't come in handy.

Because Akai Hideichi realized something was wrong when his teammates were exposed to Rum, he did not step into the anti-squat trap set by Gin. Gin, including those who later pursuers, could not really get close to the escaped Hideichi Akai.

For snipers of his level, gunfights with a certain distance are destined to be unilateral suppression.

After multiple investigations and pursuits, Toru Amuro successfully blocked an FBI agent team that responded to Hideichi Akai. He had somehow exchanged fire with the other party, such as Belmode, and there was almost no shot throughout the whole process.

For the FBI who has no law enforcement power at all but is rampant with guns and even calls on military armed forces on the island, Amuro has no good feelings for him, so his pursuit does not contain any moisture. He has been so busy that he has not touched the ground these two days. Not to mention contacting Yuki Fukumiya, he also supervises the battle from a long distance. He is either trying to catch guns or chasing cars, or running and chasing in the city, and has not even had time to look at the secret email.

Thinking of this, he paused his hand with his phone and put it back in place.

It is not convenient to see in Gin's car, and it is the same here. At least you can go back to your own car and ensure that you will not be discovered by the organization in a safe environment.

Thinking of this, he put his personal belongings into the suitcase, opened the garage, sat in the familiar driver's seat that he had been away for a few days, and carefully took out the instrument and scanned the monitoring equipment. Then he slowly drove out of the community.

Before he could contact Yuya Fuki, his phone emitted a series of sound effects of "Dripping Cang". Amuro moved his ear tip, held the steering wheel with his right hand and slowly turned, and took out his phone with his left hand and operated it a few times.

This is the prompt tone he set for the email address he contacted for the organization.

He clicked on the new email, and the first sentence of the email made Amuroto unable to help but step on the brakes. The white Mazda stopped by the side of the road.

[Tang Zezhao has confirmed his death. Your surveillance mission has been successfully completed.]
Chapter completed!