Gin's face looked very ugly at the moment, not because he had seen how his beloved car was blown into pieces, but because he simply lost face.
On the previous floor, he took vodka to the phone booth to pick up the injured Vermouth. Who would have thought that soon the situation would change and it was their turn to be injured, and Vermouth picked them up.
"Ah, I never thought that the dreaded Gin would have such a miserable day."
The car window in front opened, revealing Vermouth's delicate face. She took off her sunglasses and looked at the two embarrassed people with a bright smile on her face.
"Stop talking nonsense, open the door and leave here first." Gin snorted coldly and reached out to open the passenger door.
Vodka, who was standing next to him, seemed to have his injuries aggravated by walking. He spit out a mouthful of blood and then struggled to lie down on the back seat bench.
"What kind of enemy did you encounter? Vodka was injured so badly?" Vermouth frowned when she saw Vodka's appearance and unconsciously increased the speed of the car.
"I don't know yet..." Gin replied with a gloomy face: "We haven't even seen the shadow of the enemy..."
"I remember that you were planning to assassinate that traitorous peripheral programmer Yuan Jiaming today, right?"
Vermouth thought for a moment and said in surprise, "So, your actions were known in advance, which is why you were ambushed there?"
"Yes, that's right, and I suspect there's a traitor in the organization..." Gin said sinisterly, "It seems those rats are getting restless again..."
"Traitor..." Vermouth's eyes narrowed: "Do you have a suspect now?"
"No, further investigation is needed." A hint of viciousness flashed in Gin's deep eyes: "But if you want to have your cake and eat it, you are totally wrong!"
"What about the attackers?" Vermouth's eyes looked serious as if she had thought of something: "Could it be the group of people who suddenly appeared before?"
"The group that attacked us had a completely different style of operation from the FBI guys... They were much bolder and more aggressive."
Gin lit a cigarette, his face hidden in the smoke: "If no other organization emerges, then it can only be the group with colors and animals as code names..."
"If it's them, then it will be troublesome..."
Vermouth seemed to recall the bad memories of meeting those two guys, and her face couldn't help but darken: "I've been investigating this mysterious organization for some time, but I've found nothing. They're like ghosts that appeared out of thin air..."
"Ghost... hum..." Gin's eyes flashed with a fierce light: "Since you dare to be the enemy of the organization, you must be prepared to die without a complete corpse!!"
Facing the "joyful conversation" of his older brother and sister, Vodka, who was lying on the back seat, spat out a mouthful of blood and said he just wanted to get to the base for treatment as soon as possible, otherwise he felt like he was about to die...
But at this moment he had little strength left and it was difficult for him to speak, so he could only choose to endure it silently.
However, because Vermouth had already noticed the cause of Vodka's injury, the three of them returned to the organization's nearest base at a relatively fast speed.
When Vermouth's car stopped, the doctors who had been waiting nearby quickly lifted Vodka onto a stretcher and hurriedly began first aid.
"What are you going to do next?" Vermouth looked at Gin, who was only slightly injured, and asked, "I've been investigating that mysterious organization before. Do you want to take over now?"
"Investigate together. The boss has sent us an order to prioritize investigating this mysterious organization."
Gin's expression was sinister: "First, investigate the scene where we were attacked. Besides that, pay attention to the news from the police. They must be investigating the other party as a bomber.
As for that guy's identity, there's no doubt he's been hiding it. All you have to do is confirm that he's a member of that mysterious organization."
"First, determine who the enemy is." Vermouth nodded and said, "I understand. Leave it to me.
What about you? What are you going to do after this?”
"Before that, notify the members of the base where Yuan Jiaming was previously stationed to evacuate."
Gin didn't let his anger cloud his mind, and he didn't rush into action. Instead, he calmly reminded, "The other party has been rescued, and the information he knew must have been exposed. We can't keep that base.
Let's have someone blow up the base, leave a "crime notice" and pin the blame on the person who attacked us. That way the cops will have solid evidence and will frantically track down the criminal."
"Borrowing the power of the Neon Metropolitan Police Department?" Vermouth smiled and said, "That's a good idea. I can send someone to arrange it."
"After this, I will track down Yuan Jiaming's whereabouts..."
Gin slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and said in a grim tone, "Even if that guy has probably been transferred to a safe place, he will always have contact with members of that organization. This is the clue..."
"Then let's split up. I'll go investigate the guy who blew up your car." Vermouth lit a slender women's cigarette: "I hope we can gain something..."
Thinking of the man's words in the forest that day, Vermouth's face turned cold.
She would never allow her secret to be known to others, as it would not only endanger her own safety, but also implicate Angel and the others...
Judging from the style of this organization, I might be coerced and used by them one day.
She didn't want to see this happen, so she had to destroy the organization before then.
Thinking of this, murderous intent filled Vermouth's eyes.
...........
Inside a high-end Japanese food restaurant.
After paying the bill, Tang Ze said goodbye to Takagi and the others with a smile, hailed a taxi, and soon arrived at his destination.
But this is not his own residence, but a hotel.
The hotel looked a bit shabby, and the cameras on it had been in disrepair for a long time and were no longer useful.
Tang Ze ignored the front desk, went straight up the stairs to room 209 and knocked on the door.
"Here I come."
The door opened quickly, and Tang Ze walked into the room and closed the door.
"Huh... your criminal life is so boring."
After entering the gate, Tang Ze loosened his tie, took a breath, and then complained, "This day has been really uncomfortable."
"It's kind of fun to live a completely opposite life occasionally." The man leaning back on the sofa smiled.
"Come on." Tang Ze said impatiently, "Let's go quickly. I'll be leaving soon too."
"Then let's go."
The man took off his mask and revealed his true face, which was exactly the same as Tang Ze in front of him!
Tang Ze waved to the man in the room who looked like him, went downstairs and left the hotel.
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