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"Brother, the tire is punctured!!" Vodka wanted to cry, but just checked the tyre. What the hell, it's broken again. It's the third time. It's a crime.

"" Gin.

"Brother, the FBI must have done it, they keep hitting me."

Vodka complained depressingly that as long as it was snowing, his tires would never pass safely, and would be deflated every time, and none of the four wheels were spared.

A few hours ago, the tire blew once, and this time, three times.

What the hell, is this something people do?

Vodka gas, if you let him know who did it, you must send a few bullets in return.

Shuichi Akai on the top of the building couldn't see Gin from the sight of the sniper rifle. He turned to James and said, "The two of them are hiding next to the car, and my sniper rifle can't see them."

"People from the Black Organization have spotted us, they fought, and they can't get through for the time being," James said, frowning.

After Akai Shuichi heard this, he continued to aim at the Porsche with a sniper rifle. He didn't believe that Gin had been hiding there.

The shot just now was dodged, within his expectation, because people like them can foresee the crisis in advance.

Whether it can be avoided depends on how fast the instinctive reaction is.

Vodka next to the Porsche received a message from his accomplice and said to Gin: "The people from the fbi fought with our people, and they can't come to support us."

Qin Jiu covered his arms, and swept his cold eyes around. He saw a dark alley more than ten meters away. There was no street light there, and he could avoid snipers' shots by entering the alley.

"Vodka, I count 321, let's run to that alley together, 321".

As soon as the words fell, gin and vodka ran towards the alley quickly, and the sound of bullets came from their ears.

"Bang!" A shot hit the wall.

"Bang!" A few seconds later, another shot hit Qin Jiu's shoulder, and blood spurted out.

"Beautiful, this shot is good."

Situ Xiu couldn't help but said that this was more accurate than the sniper rifles he had played in his previous life. Although he had only played in the game, he had never hit anyone. Sometimes he even carried a sniper rifle on his back without firing it until he died. one shot.

"Akai, you wait for me."

Qin Jiu gritted his teeth. The one who could hit him so accurately could only be a person they feared in the organization. He once lurked in the organization and later successfully broke away from the organization. The FBI's ace Shuichi Akai.

"Brother, are you okay?" Vodka worried, wondering why Akai Shuichi didn't hit him, but kept chasing gin.

"Walk".

Enduring the pain, Qin Jiu walked into the alley. Fortunately, they successfully entered the alley.

At the other end of the alley, a red car was parked on the side of the road, the window slowly fell down, revealing a delicate and beautiful face.

"Hey, isn't this gin? There seems to be a lot of blood on the shoulder."

"Belmode!!"

As soon as he walked out of the alley, Qin Jiu saw the woman in the car, his expression turned cold, and he snorted coldly, "Hmph, why are you here?"

"Get in the car! Get out of here first." Belmord smiled. He didn't know why, but he was very happy to see Gin injured.

The two quickly got into Belmode's car, sat in the back of the car, started the car and left.

"I received a call from above and heard that you were ambushed by the FBI, so I came to take a look. I didn't expect you to be so miserable."

Belmode said with a smile on his face.

"Vodka, you organized this operation, what do you have to say?" Gin took out his pistol and pointed it at Vodka's head with a cold face.

"" Vodka cried, brother, we lived and died together just now, what the hell, did you forget?

He quickly explained: "Brother, this matter really has nothing to do with me, and I don't know why the fbi appeared there, it must be Itakura, he found the fbi."

"Gin, don't trust him, it must have something to do with him." Belmode laughed.

"" Vodka.

"Hmph!" Gin snorted coldly, retracted the pistol, and with Vodka's character, he didn't have the guts to betray him.

"Itakura is possible, but those who know about it tonight must not let it go."

Belmode heard the words, the smile on his face disappeared, and he squinted and said: "You mean, there are undercover agents in the organization."

"We can't rule out this possibility. What happened tonight is very weird. Someone wants to get Vodka's fingerprints and blood type," Gin said.

Hearing what the two said, Vodka felt depressed. A chance to rise proved that he was not a mediocre person, and he was not only good at driving. As a result, he was almost suspected of betraying the organization. Fortunately, Gin always believed in him.

On the other side, Akai Hideichi chased them out, but found no trace of gin or vodka. From the snow marks on the ground to the road, the two seemed to be leaving in a car.

"This is no fun, how could Belmode appear there."

Situ Xiu was a little surprised by this result. According to his idea, Gin and Vodka fled, and Akai Shuichi chased after him, but he didn't expect to kill Belmode on the way.

"No, Lemon, you go after them and find their hiding place in Tokyo."

Thinking of the bombing incident last time, Situ Xiu thought it was necessary to teach Qin Jiu a profound lesson, he didn't need to do it himself, just leave it to the FBI.

He sits and watches a good show.

At Xianqiao Station, Akai Shuichi and James cleared the scene and left quickly after repelling the black organization.

They are not local police, but belong to external forces. If they are found by the police in Tokyo, they will cause a lot of trouble.

Two days later, the fbi received another confidential letter, a shootout broke out in a bar in Tokyo, and a den of the black organization was destroyed.

"Damn, who did this, how did they know we would be there?" Vodka said angrily.

"Dingling" the phone rang.

Qin Jiu took out his mobile phone to answer, and said in a respectful tone, "Yes, I know, I will definitely check it out, please rest assured."

Vodka and Belmode didn't speak, but it could be seen from Gin's tone that it was the adult who called.

Chapter 629 Wait to Die!You are dead

Losing the trace of the black organization, Conan was frowning all day long, unable to do anything, and in a terrible mood.

"Hey, Conan, what's the matter with you! Why don't you seem to be energetic recently, and you can't concentrate in class?"

"Yeah, let's play football together."