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Chapter 396 Vermouth: Gin probably has a shadow

Yin Jiu's thought only flashed through his mind. Just as Huihara Ai, who was sitting next to him, felt the chill rising from her back, she was wrapped tightly in the blanket handed to her by Yin Jiu.

"The temperature difference between day and night in the mountains is quite large, so keep warm and don't catch a cold."

"Hmm." Huihara Ai subconsciously hugged the blanket and looked around. Was what just happened... an illusion?

There was doubt in Huihara Ai's eyes.

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"Vermouth, get ready."

Downstairs of a hotel in Beihu, a group of people crowded out of the elevator. Gin put down the binoculars, lit a cigarette, and called Chianti.

"Where is the car?"

This incoherent question made Vodka, who was standing next to him, turn his head.

No one said much, but they all knew that this referred to the FBI support vehicle.

"It's still two blocks away from you." Chianti was lying on a tall building, observing the area below with a telescope. "We are sure that Akai Shuichi is inside. They can get there in five minutes at the shortest. Do we want to blow up the target's tires?"

"No, there's enough time." Gin stood up, with a terrifying bloodthirsty look in his eyes, "It's a good opportunity to let them see this unforgettable beauty with their own eyes."

After a while, the entrance of the Mika Hotel was engulfed in flames, and then the light noises from different locations became rapid.

The bomb exploded, shattering the glass walls and decorations of the first floor of the building, and immediately glass fragments and mud were all over the ground.

In a short time, the flames spread along the carpet and cloth paintings. The electrical sockets originally used to connect the gorgeous lighting became the best combustion aid, and countless sparks jumped and rushed down.

The people who had just come down from the building were pushing the crowd in front of them in panic, leaving a trail of flesh and blood on the ground on the shards of glass.

They are all trying their best to leave this hell on earth.

"Such scenery is rare, we must show it to the children."

Vermouth had already come out and was holding the camera in one hand, ready to take pictures and share them with Yin Jiu.

Gin's face darkened instantly. He wondered why Glenfiddich always tried to get into the action team's missions. It turned out that it was Vermouth who was promoting it!

Not far away, Shuichi Akai and Judy were sitting in the car, both looking very unhappy. From their angle, the fire broke out just now, and in just a few seconds, the originally luxurious five-star hotel was instantly covered with battle-damaged skin.

"Can I still contact someone?"

"The information is interrupted. I'm afraid there's something wrong with their receiving equipment... Are we a little too late?" Cameron looked at the computer, not knowing what to say for a moment.

The loss of connection for a single person is most likely due to equipment damage, but if more than 20 members of the FBI lose contact at the same time, then it can only be that there is a problem with the members themselves.

"The rescue failed, let's retreat." Shuichi Akai took off the wireless headphones he had been wearing and issued the coldest but most reasonable order.

"Keep staring."

On the other end, Gin's voice was also very decisive.

"Ah? Aren't you going to chase Akai Shuichi?" Vodka next to him scratched his head.

"Are you sure you can snipe him if you chase him?" Vermouth was in a good mood after recording the video. When she heard Vodka's question, she subconsciously asked back.

Then he noticed Gin's increasingly hostile gaze, his fingers trembled, and he thought something bad was going to happen.

When you say this, it sounds like you are mocking gin for being inferior to rye.

Vermouth coughed dryly, hung the camera around her neck, and then made amends as if nothing had happened.

"I mean this is clearly Shuichi Akai's strategy to lure the tiger away from the mountain."

"With an explosion like this, the communication equipment they were using must have been destroyed. If we rashly approach to rescue them in such an environment, they will be even more blind than us. It is very likely that they will be captured by us before they even meet up with us."

"So what you mean is that Akai Shuichi intends to use himself to lure us so that those FBI members can save themselves and escape?"

"That's the correct understanding." Vermouth smiled charmingly, "But as a rye whiskey, Akai should know our methods better. I don't think he's sure whether all the FBI people are dead, so he just turned around and left. After all, this choice will not be wrong in any case, right?"

"Huh? What if those people are still alive? Doesn't that mean they have all been abandoned by the FBI?"

How can the FBI be so shady?

Vodka was shocked that Shuichi Akai was such a traitor who didn't care about the lives of his teammates.

However, Vermouth did not respond. Otherwise, how could she have been undercover beside Gin for so long and almost got in touch with the core secrets of the organization?

Vermouth sincerely thinks that the reason why Gin chose something as stupid as vodka is probably because it was shadowed by rye whiskey.

These two are at two extremes in terms of both personality and appearance, in other words, they are full of security.

"Hmph, naive." Gin sneered. This time they didn't kill everyone.

"Chianti, Cohen. You guys clean up the mess."

"Others are responsible for checking intersections and are on standby at all times."

Only after Gin had arranged everything did he have time to take out the tracker and observe the red dot on it.

However, contrary to expectations, the little red dot representing Glenfiddich did not stay in the experimental base, but was still flashing on the hillside where the photos were taken in the afternoon.

What is this minor, Glenfiddich, doing out there so late at night?

A "" appeared on Gin's forehead, and then he saw the report from the little boy in the upper right corner of the phone.

"I ran into Grace Elhara by chance, at a picnic, don't miss her. - glenfiddich"

"So, big brother, are we just going to let Akai Shuichi go?" Vodka was still immersed in the shock of getting to know his former colleague again, and did not realize that his big brother's expression had changed.

"Of course I can't let him go." Gin's phone turned off, and his emerald green eyes were unpredictable in the firelight.

“We have excellent bait.”

"Grace Ahara."