Gin's phone rang, and after it was connected, Chianti's voice came from inside: "The target is dead."

Chianti and Cohen loaded bombs on the man's car. If the man was scared and abandoned the car and ran away, he would directly shoot him to death.

Let Chianti watch her downline be confirmed as a rat and be responsible for killing him. It was Gin's beating on Chianti before she was officially promoted to cadre.

"Very good, you guys go back." Gin did not blame Chianti for introducing a mouse because he would not shirk his responsibility.

"Big Brother." Vodka asked again: "If that guy is a mouse..."

He pointed to the envelope on his chest: "Is this evidence of smuggling guns reliable? Could it be a trap?"

"It's not too late to make a judgment after contacting the other party."

Gin Jiu vaguely felt that the boss asked him to handle this matter, perhaps it was not just because of this mouse.

"Oh." Vodka nodded honestly and took out a document.

This is the information about the transaction subject. Chianti sent it in before the man came in and had not been handed over to Gin for review.

"Use evidence of the other party smuggling guns to extort 50 million yen..."

After reading the information from Gin, Chianti and Cohen had already drafted the plan: "No wonder the boss asked me to take over, and they both had no appetite to do big things at all."

Gin understood again that eliminating the mouse was just the first meaning of the boss, and the boss's order also had a second level, that is, Chianti and his two-person plan had too little appetite, so Gin should be corrected!

If not, it would be fine if a mouse was ordered to deal with it by herself, so why would it take Gin to take action?

"What does big brother mean?"

"Tell the chairman to prepare 100 million yen and free up the office building of their headquarters for us." Gin told Vodka: "The office building is bought by the surface company controlled by the organization, and at a normal market price, don't attract attention."

"Office building?" Vodka was even more confused.

"Before rye whiskey escaped from the organization, she had already found the location of Shirley's laboratory due to Akimi Miyano's relationship." Gin explained to her followers: "Sherley's research is one of the most important plans of the organization and must be relocated as soon as possible. The company's office building is very suitable, the location is not noticeable, and the conditions meet the needs."

If you want to make up for the mistakes and satisfy the boss, it is not enough to complete the money-making task successfully. Of course, you have to organize a large-scale migration caused by rye whiskey.

"Even if it's just for that piece of land, even if the other party really prepares a trap, it's worth breaking."

When Gin smiled cruelly when she thought of the cold woman and her experimental project.

Ho, Shirley...

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A week later, the tropical paradise.

Why did it become like this... Gin thought so in her heart.

I was able to complete the transaction immediately, get 100 million yen for the organization to solve Shirley's new laboratory problem; I also took vodka to make a roller coaster to reward this loyal follower who had suffered so much. The two happy things overlapped together, and I could make up for my mistakes. What I got was supposed to restore my trust in me... But why did it become like this?

The person who deals with the organization, the chairman of a real estate company, asks to trade in this tropical paradise.

The other party's gun trading object was a gangster group mud attending the meeting. In order to prevent the other party from tampering in the amusement park, Gin took vodka to ride a roller coaster and looked down at the amusement park on the roller coaster. He confirmed that the transaction object was coming alone.

As a result, the Vodka had already confirmed on the roller coaster with a telescope, and the other party was indeed coming alone. However, when the roller coaster was about to reach the finish line, it passed through a tunnel.

In the darkness, Gin suddenly noticed something flying towards him, and then a sticky liquid sprayed him and vodka's face, accompanied by the most familiar smell of blood.

After the roller coaster left the darkness, it was him and the man in the front seat of the vodka. His head was cut off and his heart pumped out of his neck like a blood fountain.

Gin looked at the vodka with inquiring eyes, thinking that it was the guy in front of him who was unhappy with the guy in front of him.

As a result, Vodka, whose face was covered in blood, also looked at him with a puzzled expression, and seemed to have the same idea.

They were blamed for being too unlucky and were involved in a murder incident. Soon, the police arrived at the scene.

So now, Gin was surrounded by police for the first time in her criminal life. Although she was still cold and calm on the surface, she had learned it in vain. BGM played a plum blossom clipping loop.

Fortunately, it took a short while for the police to find a blood-stained kitchen knife from the deceased's girlfriend's bag.

Although Gin knew at first glance that the body was not a wound cut with a knife, he was eager to get out and complete the transaction. Whether the police caught the real murderer had nothing to do with him.

"Aiko, why do you do this?" The other companions of the deceased, a woman named Ito Hitomi, immediately questioned the deceased's girlfriend after seeing the kitchen knife: "I thought you had a good relationship!"

This impatient scapegoat... Gin immediately understood who the bastard was covered in blood. She gestured to Vodka with her eyes to remember the appearance and name of this woman, and prepared to deal with her after completing the transaction.

"Hey, this is the murderer!" Vodka came forward, pointed at the girlfriend of the deceased who was blamed, and shouted to the police: "Let us go quickly, officer."

The fat police officer in the lead lowered his head and thought for a while.

Gin Jiu snorted coldly and immediately walked towards the isolation belt, trying to turn over the isolation belt and leave here.

"Wait a minute." An arm was crossed in front of him, a somewhat young police officer.

"It is not yet completely certain that Miss Yucheng (the deceased's girlfriend) is the murderer. Just in case, everyone on this roller coaster must confirm their identity." The young police officer stared at Gin and said.

"That's right." The fat police department immediately agreed and walked behind Gin: "If you have any urgent matters, you can leave temporarily after verifying your identity. I think there is no problem, right?"

Isn't this a joke with Gin? Do you want him to tell the police that my name is Kurosawa Jung, a professional terrorist. You can confirm my identity based on the FBI's wanted order. Now that there is an urgent matter, I will immediately extort a chairman of 100 million yen?

Ginjiu knows who the real murderer is, but when you tell the real murderer, you have to explain the method of committing the crime and bringing evidence. Ginjiu is not suitable for showing off and attracting attention.

Because of Gin's silence, the police around them began to get nervous and moved slowly, trying to tightly encircle Gin and vodka.

The young police officer in front of Gin was a sarcastic policeman and warned Gin with a stern face: "I advise you to cooperate with our work better. You two were sitting behind the deceased and were covered in blood. They were one of the suspects in this case. If you don't cooperate, your suspicion will become more and more serious before the real murderer is found."

Gin’s current voice is only one sentence: the King of Hell is better than the little ghost.

If the person who stopped him opposite was the police chief of the Police Department, he could use the other party’s black material obtained by the organization without any trace, and then use hundreds of thousands of yen to buy himself and vodka to leave. But now he is surrounded by a group of ordinary police officers who cannot be more ordinary than ordinary ones.

Do you want me to surrender directly? Or do you want to fight out here? BOSS, what should I do...

In a trance, Gin had hallucinations, as if she saw the boss standing above her head and looking at him high. She put a glass of "Singapore Commander" in front of him and looked down at him with cold and ruthless eyes: "Send to Singapore."

No, maybe it's too cheap to go to Singapore to expand his business. If he just handed himself over to the police, the boss would be more likely to serve himself with a "African bomber"!

Gin's left hand was slightly moved, her fingers were gently placed on the security, and she was always ready to take the lives of at least two policemen in the next moment.

However, the subtle movements of Gin's left hand fell into the eyes of a high school boy not far behind him.

"Wait a moment!"

Just as Gin was about to take action, the boy suddenly said, not knowing whether this was said to the police or to Gin, who was about to take action.

"I already know who the real murderer in this case is!"

"Brother Kudo!" The fat police officer immediately changed his face and turned around to worship the boy: "Do you already know the murderer?"

Then, both the police and the onlookers around them all started to discuss excitedly.

"Big Brother?" Faced with the sudden change, Vodka was a little confused.

Gin raised her fingers to her mouth, signaling Vodka to keep quiet. He listened and extracted the information he needed from the discussions around him.

A high school detective who has become famous recently, Shinichi Kudo.

However, Gin still felt a little strange when she looked at the boy who was talking about reasoning to the police.

At that time, the time he spoke was to help me relieve the situation? Is it a coincidence? Is it protecting the police? Or... protecting me?

Gin thought in confusion why Shinichi Kudo did this.

He had never thought at all that Shinichi Kudo might have thought that the handsomest spoke at that time.

Could it be that... Gin suddenly thought of a possibility, and this idea quickly took root and sprouted in his mind.

"Vodka." Gin lowered her voice: "This detective may have been sent by the boss to help us."
Chapter completed!