The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

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"Bourbon?!"

"Bourbon, are you crazy?!"

"Bourbon!"

Qin Jiu didn't turn around to see who it was, but for the first time there was a look of astonishment in his eyes.

"Sorry, I'm undercover."

Chapter 380 I'm sorry, I'm an undercover agent (3)

The sudden change stunned everyone present.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Toru Amuro, with a smile on his lips, handcuffed the special handcuffs pinned behind his back to Gin's hands.

"Bourbon! You—?!"

"I advise you not to act rashly, Vodka. Otherwise, your elder brother Gin's head will be pierced by a bullet immediately."

With all the firearms confiscated, Toru Amuro was not worried that Vodka would suddenly pull out a gun and kill himself.

He didn't have the brains to hide a second gun on his body.

What's more, before starting this operation, he had clearly observed the equipment of personnel and weapons other than Gin and Belmode.It is certain that no one will have an extra gun at this moment except for the dead Belmode and the gin pointed at by him.

This is the frightening thing about high-level undercover betrayal.

If it wasn't for the fear of being discovered by Gin and Belmode, he would even take these two along to observe.

"Bourbon..."

Qin Jiu turned sideways slowly, his eyes were cold enough to make ordinary people tremble in fear: "It turns out that you are the undercover agent."

Fortunately, he has been investigating who the undercover agent is lurking in the organization. It turns out that the undercover agent has been hiding by his side all along.

"That guy Rum really adds trouble to the organization every time he makes a mistake."

Rum made a mistake when he killed Koji Haneda 17 years ago, which laid a hidden danger for the organization.

Now, he mistrusted another bourbon, causing them to fall into a passive position, and Belmode died tragically.

As the second in command of the organization, Rum is very optimistic about Bourbon's ability, which is why his status has risen rapidly in a short period of time.

As a result, Ireland, which has been in the organization longer than him, can only follow behind him as a bag boy.

"Bourbon, you bastard!"

boom!

Toru Amuro pulled out the second gun in his waist without mercy, and fired at the furious Ireland without looking back.

The bullet hit the calf, and Ireland, a muscular man, fell to the ground and twitched, hugging his bleeding right leg and howling.

"No offense, Gin. But I think you'd better wait here in silence for ten minutes while my men come and take you away."

The excitement of successfully catching the gin made Tomo Amuro's cerebral cortex extremely active, but under the watchful eyes of Atsuto Yamashita, he still forcibly restrained the turbulent excitement in his heart and tried to keep himself calm.

This is gin!Gin!

Shuichi Akai tried to capture Gin but failed!

"10 minutes... Huh, so that's the case, the Japanese police." Qin Jiu narrowed his eyes, the sneer at the corners of his mouth remained unchanged, and turned to look at Shirley who had finished collecting the guns and returned to the villa.

"Soffie, Max, Chief Director of Tiandao, and that Kaito tree, are they all Japanese police?"

Gin easily equated what Atsuto Yamashita had done with the Japanese police.

If it was Toru Amuro sending the message secretly, then everything would make sense.

Being in Japan, there is no need to say more about the authority and intelligence capabilities of the public security.

That's why Mine Fujiko, whose scope of activities was originally out of touch with Japan, appeared in Tokyo and [Kaito Taiki] was responsible for selling stolen goods.

It should come as no surprise that espionage organizations and international snitches have been secretly collaborating.

No wonder the organization couldn't find any news about this M78 no matter how hard they searched, because this organization doesn't fucking exist!

The whole thing was compiled by the Japanese police!

The killing intent in Qin Jiu's eyes gradually became stronger.

Toru Amuro looked at him, and his momentum was not weak at all: "Gin Jiu, it's time for you group of shady mice to be pulled out of the sewers of this country."

Grabbing gin is equivalent to knowing more than 90% of the secrets of this black organization.And after knowing so many secrets and ensuring that the evidence is solid, the Japanese public security will naturally be able to seize the opportunity to destroy this organization.

It's a pity that Belmode was shot and killed by the Yamashita people to kill chickens and monkeys.

Otherwise, if the two core figures of the hard-working faction, Belmode and Gin, were captured at once, the organization would basically be equivalent to only one Rum and that adult left to coordinate the overall situation.

When the time comes, he will go back to undercover and destroy the black organization.

"It's just a humble dog. You don't have the qualifications." After analyzing the current situation clearly, Gin looked vaguely at the twitching Ireland lying on the ground from the corner of his eyes, and took note of where Curacao and Vodka were standing. , I secretly thought about it.

"I heard you right, he seems to be scolding you, Toru Amuro."

Yamashita Atsuto, who did not deny that he was a police officer, took a look at Miyano Shiho, Kudo Shinichi, and Aso Shishi who were speechless because of shock, and sat on the steps in a dainty manner, with malicious intentions He hurriedly urged: "Are you going to shoot him down? If I am so violent, I can't bear it.

Don't forget he should have a helping hand, that Kiel. "

Now Gin has been disarmed, but it will be different when Mizuruna comes over.

She must have a gun on her body, and if she gives the gun to Gin at that time, it will not be certain who will live and who will die.

Gin thinks so, vodka thinks so, Curacao thinks so, even Ireland, which barely stands up from the ground, thinks so.

Kiel, their last chance of getting out of danger.

Toru Amuro's eyes turned cold, and he raised his watch to check the time. It was 7 minutes before Kazami Yuya led the team to the villa.

Before, I didn't dare to lurk too close for fear of being discovered, but now I can only race against time.

It's just that, maybe it's because of Murphy's Law.

The more Toru Amuro didn't want to come, the more he could encounter something.

When Shui Wurenai drove the car in a horizontal and elegant manner, Gin moved immediately!

The tall and burly body slammed into Toru Amuro, who was holding a gun to his forehead. The latter quickly released the trigger and reached out to grab Gin's collar, but it was in vain.

Gin laughed, very grimly.

He was betting that Toru Amuro would not kill himself easily.

Because Belmode was dead, he became their only target.

As it turns out, he was right.

"Big brother!"

"Gin!"

Vodka and Curacao exclaimed, and clearly saw that Gin, who dodged to Ireland, completely handed over his back to his opponent.

"Gin, you—"

Before Ireland could be astonished, Gin's handcuffed hands grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up!

boom!

bang bang bang! ! !

Toru Amuro, who broke the gun resolutely, poured all the bullets on the tank named Ireland, and lost his breath in an instant, and blood gushed out!

"go!"

His long silver hair was soaked in blood, and the cold gin reminded him of Curacao and vodka.

"Don't waste your effort, Gin."

Atsuto Yamashita stood up from the steps and stretched his waist lazily: "Hey, Mizuru Rena, it's time to reveal your true identity. "

As soon as these words came out, Miyano Shiho, Kudo Shinichi, even Aso Shi and Amuro Toru, who were afraid that the gin would lead them away, were all taken aback.

"what?"

What do you mean by this...?

"Sorry, Gin."

Shui Wurenai took a deep look at Toshito Yamashita and Toru Amuro, and raised her gun towards Gin Jiu who was running towards her, her eyes were full of sarcasm: "Actually, I'm also an undercover agent."

Gin: "..."

Curacao: "..."

"FUCK! Keel, you are also an undercover agent?! What is the purpose of organizing personnel promotion review?!" Vodka blurted out angrily!

"Whose undercover agent are you, Keir." Gin's knuckles were pinched to the point of turning white, and his eyes were cold enough to stop a child from crying at night.

Why are there so many high-level undercover agents around him? !

why? !

Can anyone tell him why? !

for!Varied!what!

Chapter 390

"Central Intelligence Agency, CIA."

What Zishuimurenai said made Gin laugh in a rare way.

At least Vodka never thought that his big brother would be laughed out of anger one day.

"Japanese police, CIA... very good, very good."

If eyes can kill, then Gin can guarantee that the two undercover agents, Bourbon and Keir, must have been chopped up by him by now.

"Are there any undercover agents? Are there any?"

Turning around, Qin Jiu's fierce eyes stared directly at Ben Shanxia, ​​who was sitting on the steps smiling at him, with murderous intent: "Continue, are there any undercover agents?! Are there any?!"