"Yeah, no problem."

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you." Kitahara Sosuke said, "Protect yourself and don't get hurt."

Yushu's current skin is not fully simulated yet. If he needs to face the police in the future, it is very likely that there will be problems.

"I understand, good night, brother."

——Good night?

In fact, tonight is destined not to be too comfortable.

The mobile phone turned around in Kitahara Sosuke's hand. He hesitated for a moment and made another call——

"Moxi Moxi?" A sleepy voice sounded vaguely.

"Hello, doctor." Kitahara Sosuke said, "I'm sorry to bother you so late. It's just that I have a patient here and the situation is a bit urgent..."

You could tell that the person on the other side of the phone sat up immediately.

"Are you at the clinic? I'll be there soon!"

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Matsuzaki Ginji drove the car, which took two or three hours longer than the Shinkansen. After arriving in Tokyo, the car drove directly to the Asai Clinic. Kitahara Sosuke also drove from home. It was already late at night when he arrived.

Wearing a white coat, Asai Narumi was waiting in the clinic. Hearing the sound of the door, he raised his head and said in surprise: "Is it you?"

When he was on the phone, he didn't recognize Kitahara Sosuke's voice.

This realization made Kitahara Sosuke feel better - just like in his memory, Asai Narumi is a very responsible doctor, and even if he cannot be a traveler, he is still a very respectable person.

Asai Narimi had already stood up and walked forward quickly and asked: "Are you sick?"

"The patient is here."

Matsuzaki Ginji came in from the door with Curacao in his arms. The woman's face was as white as paper. Apparently, even though she lay in the passenger seat the whole way, her injuries worsened after several hours of travel.

Asai Narumi took one look at her injury, asked nothing, guided Matsuzaki Ginci to put her on the bed inside, and then began to treat her.

"Ginji, you should go back too." Kitahara Sosuke said.

"Then here -"

"What else can a seriously injured and dying patient do?" Kitahara Sosuke said with a smile, "You don't have to stay here with me, Ms. Washumine is still at home alone."

"I see."

Matsuzaki Ginci didn't insist and turned around to go out.

Kithara Sosuke casually pulled a book from the bookshelf and looked down.

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"boom----"

The familiar sound of explosions was deafening, and Gin felt slightly relaxed as he watched a huge fireball rising into the sky not far away.

Yes, this is the rhythm he is familiar with.

"Brother." Vodka dragged a man in black over, threw it to the ground, and said, "He is the person in charge here, and his name is Noctua."

Gin lowered his eyes and looked at him, asking: "Curaçao was captured by your people?"

The man was lying on the ground, breathing heavily in pain, but he still rolled his eyes and said, "I don't know what Curaçao is about! I've never heard of it!"

Gin looked to the side.

Belmode held a cigarette in his hand, still in disguise, and said with a chuckle: "The people they organized were active there near the place where Curacao disappeared, just this afternoon."

"We are following a woman! The gem she is wearing is our target!" The man growled: "Gin, if your people are lost, what does it have to do with us?!"

"Curaçao is Rum's right-hand man and cannot be dealt with by ordinary people." Bermod said: "She is performing a simple investigation mission in Kyoto, and it is impossible to attract the attention of the police or public security."

She did not directly say that Curaçao was captured by people from this organization, but that was undoubtedly what she meant.

There was no doubt about the guilt, and the man in black couldn't explain himself at all. He almost wanted to vomit blood.

My own organization has always been harmless to humans and animals. At most, it just looks for gems and teases thieves. Why did it attract this group of lunatics?

"Have your actions been approved by that gentleman?" The man began to look for his parents sadly and angrily: "He will not allow you to do this!"

"Bang!"

A bullet pierced the man's thigh, and he immediately let out a scream, but then his cheeks were pinched by Gin.

"If the person is in your hands, then everyone in your organization will have to pay the price. Now, think about it..."

Gin lowered his voice, piercing the opponent's eyes like knives, and the gun in his hand almost penetrated the opponent's eyes.

"——Do you really not know the whereabouts of Curacao?"

The man's eyes were full of fear and he shook his head desperately.

"Since you were active in that area, didn't you find anything?" Gin asked again.

man:"……"

They never pay attention to the outside world except for their own goals. What can they find?

And he doesn’t even know who Curacao is…

Gin saw the answer in the other person's eyes, frowned, and pulled the trigger without hesitation!

The blood spurted out, and immediately there was a trace of blood on the ground. The vodka carried the gasoline barrel, poured some around, then lit the lighter and threw it out.

Killing people, setting fires, and disappearing without trace are something they have become extremely skilled at.

As for the footprints and surveillance videos, other peripheral members will naturally deal with them. I think tomorrow morning, there will be a small section on the news introducing the unfortunate accidents that occurred in this place due to gas or battery explosions, and it will also remind people to pay attention.

Fire safety.

Gin and Belmod had already returned to the car first. Vodka noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere, got in the car silently, and started the car.

"The three strongholds of that organization have been investigated, and they have nothing to do with the disappearance of Curacao." Gin suddenly said.

"I know." Belmode said nonchalantly, holding a cigarette in his mouth.

"Your information is rarely wrong."

"Not this time - I'm just raising the possibility." Belmode raised his eyebrows and said: "It is suspected that Curacao was taken away by that organization. This is Boss Rum's judgment."

Gin's sinister eyes were fixed on Belmod's eyes, and after a long while he said: "Don't play word games on me! You know what I'm talking about!"

"I know!" Belmode took a puff of cigarette, rested his elbows on the open car window, turned around and said with a smile: "Then do you want to go to the next stronghold? Or let's go have a drink?"

Facing Gin's murderous gaze, she seemed to be attending a class reunion and slowly blew out a smoke ring.

Suddenly, their cell phones rang at the same time.

"Huh? News from the boss."

Belmod opened the phone, took a look, frowned slightly, and then smiled: "It seems that today's operation is coming to an end - do you have any plans?"

Gin said coldly: "Vodka, stop the car!"

"Ah...yes, brother." Vodka quickly pulled the car over and stopped.

Belmode naturally understood what Gin meant, and said helplessly: "Burning bridges across the river, Gin, you are so ruthless."

"get off!"

Belmod shrugged, and as soon as he got out of the car, he saw the black Porsche running away as if its butt was burned.

She sneered, crushed the remaining half of the cigarette on the trash can, and threw it in.

"Caught Curacao..."

The woman walked along the street and murmured softly: "What on earth do you want to do?"

The feeling of being out of control filled her heart. She took a deep breath and tried to restrain the sudden murderous intention.

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Asai Naomi washed off the blood on her hands, wiped her hands and walked out of the operating room. When she raised her eyes, she saw Kitahara Sosuke sitting at the table.

"The operation was successful, and her condition has stabilized." He poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, and then asked: "How... was she injured?"

Kithara Sosuke raised his head.

Asai Narumi turned around, smiled, and sighed: "At the beginning...it was you, right?"

He paused and then said, "You know what I'm referring to."
Chapter completed!