By the time you arrived, she was almost dying.
But I just don’t understand why that gentleman chose her so much, and why she ended up partnering with us.”
"teeth."
Gin slowly uttered two words, leaving Chianti with a confused look on his face: "Teeth? What does that mean?"
"Using the only weapon she had, Kiel bit the undercover agent's wrist deep enough to expose the bone.
After that, she snatched the gun from the undercover agent who had lost his will due to pain and shot it at his head.
That's something only an enraged beast could do."
"The question is, did the undercover agent just die like that? How do you know Kir didn't say anything?" Chianti questioned.
"Later, we found a recording of the entire process of Kiel's interrogation from the undercover agent." Gin said lightly.
"A recording? So that's how it is." Chianti suddenly realized, "Then, the recording must be nothing."
"Yes, you can't hear Gil's voice at all in MD's recording." Gin said.
"By the way, brother, we still don't know the true identity of the undercover agent, right?" Vodka seemed to have thought of something and asked.
"Well, that guy has a bunch of fake IDs made from disguised photos and passports with different names. He's probably not just an undercover agent."
Smoke filled Gin's gloomy face, but it still couldn't hide the coldness in his eyes: "At that time, I only knew the guy's real code name, nothing else."
"Hearing what you said, brother, I remembered that when the two of us rushed there, the undercover accomplice who arrived at the scene seemed to have been whispering something in the ear of the unresponsive undercover corpse." Vodka recalled.
"I was quite far away, so I couldn't hear him clearly as he was reciting a name that wasn't even on his ID or passport, like a skipping record."
Gin sneered, "It's a pity that guy knew he couldn't escape, so he just killed himself. Otherwise, maybe we could have tortured him to get something out of him."
"I really hope we can find Kiel soon." Vodka looked at the traffic police's gesture to let him go and started the car.
"Yes, I will find it."
Gin threw the cigarette out of the car window: "What's more, now that we have locked on to our target..."
The black Porsche drove towards the street, followed closely by the blue and white sports car, and finally disappeared into the darkness.
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