Judy's eyes were shifting, and the black-haired man had a gentle smile on his lips. If it weren't for the dagger still on his neck, he wouldn't look like a member of a criminal organization.

Judy sat in the car, got out of the car under the threat of a dagger, her eyes moved left and right, and her body tilted violently and kicked at the black-haired man's legs. The latter reacted very quickly to block it.

There was no chance of a blow, Judy was not in love with the fight, but she had to look at the sniper in the distance to disagree. The sniper bullet flew over while Judy's glasses, and the black-framed glasses were knocked away and fell to the ground.

The black-haired man hit Judy on the back of the neck with a knife and dragged the blonde into the black vehicle next to him. The shooting in Koto Park made the crowd very restless. What happened in this remote corner was no longer noticed. Only the vehicles with tires blown out and the black-framed glasses falling into the grass witnessed everything.

To prevent Judy from waking up in the middle, Jimlet gave Judy an injection.

On the other side, Colum and Chianti looked at the several cars hiding in the traffic behind and pressed the headset: "Jimlet, the fish has been hooked."

"Go to the plan." Jimlet threw the needle aside, tied Judy with a rope and threw it in the back seat.

Gin parked the car on the side of the road, watched Chianti and the others drive by, and took pictures of the people in the cars behind. Then again, don’t the cars used by these FBIs to chase them use anti-peeping films?

"What?!" James had a bad premonition when he heard Jay Brannan go to pursue the Black Organization.

"And Judy's phone is off." Carmire looked anxious. He had called Judy several times, and under normal circumstances, this would not happen at all.

James wandered in place for a few seconds and called a fake death trump card, "James? What's wrong?" Akai Hideichi's calm voice came.

"When Jay Brannan came to RB, he found out that the people in the organization were leading them to pursue them now. Judy went to support him, and now he was missing. It is very likely..." James hoped that Judy's phone would automatically turn off the phone without battery, rather than falling into the hands of those guys.

"Where are they going?" Akai Hideichi, wearing the shell of "Okiya Subaru", opened his eyes, and danger flashed in his dark green eyes.

"Jay's phone can't be connected." Carmire met James's gaze and showed his mobile phone screen to the other party. The three phone calls were all missed.

"I understand, I'll go and see the situation." Akai Hideichi hung up the phone after receiving all the information, his face looked ugly. The strength of the organization members should not be underestimated. The abilities of the code members he had contacted during the undercover period were unique. Now there is a gin with unknown background. This is obviously a trap, but Jay recklessly led people to chase him...

When Hideichi Akai learned about the situation, "Coren" and "Chanti" had lured the fish into the hunting circle, "Here is here! See!" Chianti looked at the fbi chasing "hisself", "I can see it very clearly!"

Halfway through, they had already prepared the same vehicle to replace the two snipers in the organization, and then the bait vehicle went fishing. After all, Coren and Chianti were snipers, so it was impossible to play a chase game with those group of FBIs.

"Coren, Chianti, aim a little." Jimlet's voice rang in his headphones with a cruel smile.

In the car driving at high speed, the driver was shot by a sniper rifle, and the vehicle was instantly out of control. Several cars collided together, causing an explosion. Stinger and Chivas came not far from the explosion, "There are still people alive." Chivas stared at the smoke-emitting vehicle for a few seconds and spoke confidently.

"Let's go, catch the living!" Stinger became interested in an instant, and raised his legs and wanted to move forward. The next second, Chivasla's staggered, and a bullet flew over his head.

"**(Manual code)!" Stinger's face turned dark. He picked up the grenade and wanted to throw it over. Then he was stopped. "Chivas! Why are you stopping me?!"

"You said, catch the alive." Chivas said very calmly.

"That was just now!! Now I'm going to kill those fbi!!!"

"Okay." Chivas picked up the gun and started shooting the head at close range. Before Stinger could react, he was almost dead.

"Chivas, what did you do to kill them?"

"You said, kill it."

Stinger: "…"

Stinger: "It's me who's going to kill it! It's not you!!!"

"Who to kill?" As soon as Gin, who followed FBI, got closer, he heard this sentence, and looked at the angry Stinger and Chivas who were collecting his gun for no reason.

"You have to care!" Stinger retorted with his brain first.

"fbi." Chivas nodded as saying hello, "but their strength doesn't seem to be very good."

In fact, Chivas said this very tactfully, not just because it was not very good. I don’t know if it was specially sent a group of chickens or the overall strength of this team was like this. From the beginning of entering the trap, I followed the script honestly and sent it to the organization for annihilation.

"Compared with the organization, FBI's overall strength is a little worse." Gin looked at the cars that were emitting black smoke. If there was an excellent team leader, it would not be like this. However, now it seems that the new team leader's strength does not seem to be very good. As for the overall strength, in a place like organization, if you don't have some skills, you still want to survive? Those who can survive and get the code must have a skill. Organization is not a place for retirement.

"Gin, what are you here to do?!" Stinger turned his head and looked at Gin.

"Indeed, but the strength of this team is a bit unexpected." Chivas agreed.

"The team members are not strong, and the team leader is not good at brains." Gin commented very harshly.

Stinger: "…"

Stinger: "Gin you..."

Chivas: "You have other things?"

Gin: "Just come here by the way to see the situation."

Stinger: “…Do you know how to respect your leadership?!”

Gin simply ignored a bottle of Stinger, stepped on the accelerator and drifted back directly. He really just came over to see if there were any interesting variables, and the result was disappointing.

Stinger, who had a mouthful of dust, said: "..."

"Wait for me by Gin!!!"

Seeing the furious Stinger in the rearview mirror, Gin narrowed her eyes slightly and shifted her gaze silently. Today he was going to see a fake wine that had been forgotten for a long time.

Scotch whiskey.

...

"How is the situation?" Gin glanced at the fake wine in a coma and his eyes fell on the report in his hand.

"At present, it's going well," said Scotch's "guardian", a "innocent girl" who has been caring for Scotland, and he spoke respectfully. "The drug confuses thinking, coupled with long-term hypnosis, he is now just Scotch."

"Can you carry out the task?" Gin ignored a bunch of professional terms and looked directly at the results. He didn't understand those professional terms, but there was no need to read them. He just needed to know the results.

"Yes, but I need to come here to check every week. He woke up in about half an hour," said a member of the organization who looked like an ordinary college student. "If Gin had nothing else, I would go back to school first."

"Go and do your business." Gin destroyed the information in her hand. Such information involving organizational confidential experiments must not be thrown away casually.

Bloody Mary is a cocktail made of vodka, tomato juice, lemon slices and celery roots. It is named after it because the bright red tomato juice looks very much like blood. The bright red juice is like the blood of a girl, which can drive away aging and dullness. The weirdness and beauty coexist. The strange charm it produces makes you have an inexplicable yearning. During the implementation of the American Prohibition Act, Bloody Mary was very popular in underground bars at that time and was also called "tomato juice that cannot be drunk."

Bloody Mary is one of the few members of the organization who can come into contact with that one. She specializes in psychology in college. Her marksmanship is so bad that Gin can’t teach her. She has super anti-scouting ability. Bloody Mary will hardly appear in organizational tasks. It can even be said that her life will not intersect with the organization most of the time.

After all, it is rare in the world that the marksmanship is so bad, and the fighting ability is limited to one-on-one street gangsters. This level of combat power cannot even be used in the organization.

Gin stared at the coma of Scotch whiskey. He believed in the bloody Mary's hypnosis and psychological suggestion techniques. Although angel's kiss is also good at hypnosis, angel's kiss itself is a troublesome person - specifically her personality - so he can only stop there. The deeper secrets of the organization cannot be exposed to the other party.

Half an hour later, the Scotch lying on the bed opened her eyes.

"Gin? Why am I here?"

"Don't you remember?" Gin sat on the sofa, his eyes moved away from the screen of his phone, observing Scotland's reaction quietly.

"I..." Scotland frowned, his mind was blank, and then there were fragments of memory fragments, some clear and blurry, "Well..."

"I was injured and unconscious...and..."

Gin's fingers silently lit the sofa handrail, guiding step by step, "Do you still remember who you are?"

The man with black hair and blue eyes answered without hesitation: "Scotland."

"That's your code name," Gin continued to guide, her pine green eyes appearing calm and patient, "What is your real name?"

"Greenkawa Hikaru?" Scotland frowned slightly, "What did you ask for this?"

"Make sure you are not hurting your brain." Gin lowered her eyes, hiding the emotions in her eyes, and she was still calm and as stable as Mount Tai.
Chapter completed!