Chapter 1130 What, Do You Want to Die?

Vodka looked at Belmod and asked doubtfully: "Would Shirley go to such an obvious trap?"

"She will go." Belmode said firmly.

"Why?"

"Because if she doesn't go, Asano Haibara Ai will die." Belmode smiled, "Our genius scientist is the most kind-hearted, how can she watch others suffer on her behalf?"

She specifically reread "Kindness of Heart," full of irony.

"Of course." Bellmode added, "I still think Asano Haihara Ai is Shirley. No matter what, she can't escape this time."

Gin sneered: "It's too thin to use a child as bait. Since we want to lure a snake out of its hole, it's better to bury the whole train with her."

Belmod's eyes narrowed slightly: "What are you going to do?"

The smile on Gin's lips became more ferocious, revealing a hint of madness.

"Belmod." He gritted his teeth and read out the code names of the people around him. "If you fail to kill Shirley on the train, as soon as the train arrives at the terminal, you will be greeted by an unprecedented 'feast'."

"Oh~" Belmode laughed heartily, "Are you going to kill us too?"

"Trash is not worthy of living." Gin's eyes were extremely cold, and when he looked at Belmod, it was like looking at a dead person.

Vodka sat aside and hesitated for a long time, but he found that he seemed unable to intervene in the conversation between his elder brother and Belmod, and he was getting angry.

Gin withdrew his eyes from Belmode and turned to Vodka: "You have something to say!"

Vodka suddenly became excited: "Brother, BOSS has issued a summons order, requiring us to arrive at the base within an hour."

Gin frowned: "When was the order?"

"Uh, half an hour ago..."

Gin: "..."

Belmod laughed wildly: "Vodka, vodka, gin will be implicated by you one day."

Vodka felt that he was very innocent. He had listened too seriously to his elder brother's speech just now. If Belmode hadn't suddenly come to disrupt the situation, he might not have seen the message in an hour.

…

Under the threat of Gin's cold violence, Vodka exerted all his strength, stepped on the accelerator all the way, and finally rushed to the five-minute delay limit and sent his eldest brother to the base.

When Gin knocked on the door of the conference room, he saw everyone in the room looking at him accusingly.

It’s not an exaggeration to say it was a roomful of people, just mezcal, bourbon and curacao.

Wait, why are Bourbon and Curacao here?

"It's really rare that you're actually late." Among the people present, Mescal was the one who was most familiar with Gin, and he was the first to talk to Gin.

However, Gin didn't really want to talk to him. He went straight to the sofa nearby and sat down.

Looking around, Gin was sure that the conference room must have been bustling before he arrived. He is like an air conditioner that only cools things down. He becomes cold when he appears.

Mezcal, Bourbon, and Curacao sat at another table, and there were actually various fruit snacks on the table. The three guys sneaked together and were talking about something.

"Actually, Gin is not late. After all, the BOSS hasn't arrived yet." - Curacao

"What's the difference between Gin and BOSS? Does BOSS count as being late? It can only be because we came early!" - Mescal

"Then Gin isn't late either?" - Bourbon

"As I said, Gin is different from BOSS. He should be considered absent from work." - Mescal

Gin felt like his head was buzzing as he listened to the mosquito-like buzzing sounds of the three people. He wasn't even that angry when Vodka informed him half an hour late.

The question is, Mescal, you are a royalist, why do you want to be so close to two rebels and traitors? ?

Nobushige and the other three chatted, had afternoon tea, and reached a world where Gin was the only one injured, before BOSS's communication came late.

"Oh, Curacao, you're here too." The first thing BOSS said was to greet Curacao, "It's not a big deal, isn't Bourbon enough?"

Curacao bowed slightly towards the screen and replied respectfully: "Some things are not within the scope of the intelligence team's work. Rum has handed over many of his intelligence channels to my management, please don't worry."

BOSS, whose face could not be seen clearly in the video, was silent for several seconds, and a depressing atmosphere flowed in the conference room. However, this atmosphere quickly dissipated because of BOSS’s words:

"Rum is old and refuses to accept my suggestion. It would be better to cultivate some fresh blood for the organization." BOSS said, "Curaçao, tell me the results of your investigation."

Gin glanced at Mescal calmly. The guy's expression was still calm, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking. But Gin can be sure that Mescal is really not worried at all.

Curacao responded: "Yes, this investigation is mainly focused on the batch of arms that Gin and Mescal were responsible for three days ago. It has been confirmed that Terada Kaku, who negotiated with Mescal at that time, was actually assisted by the Japanese public security people."

"Sure enough." Nobushige touched his chin and muttered, "Terada Kaku and the police made a plan to get you into trouble. He deliberately exposed corruption to us to lure me into the case."

Bourbon sneered: "And then you really took the bait?"

Nobuhiro raised the corners of his lips contemptuously: "I can't say that. I just gave them a chance to perform."

"Continue." BOSS interrupted the conversation between Mescal and Bourbon.

Curacao responded: "It would have been a good thing for Mescal to escape from the siege of the police. But as far as I know, the method you used was unusual, right?"

He looked at Nobuhiro with an inquisitive look in his eyes.

Nobuhiro looked back at him calmly: "Of course, ordinary methods can't deal with that group of people."

"That's true, but your method is too weird."

Curacao's words successfully made Gin frown, and he cursed impatiently: "Get to the point!"

He was most annoyed by these guys who talked in a roundabout way. Isn’t it just that Mescal was able to escape successfully when being interrogated by the police? Isn’t it that the organization suspects that Mescal has a close relationship with the police? Isn’t there something that cannot be questioned directly? Why is there not even the most basic honesty between people?

Curacao's face darkened: "I didn't talk to you."

"But you're on my turf."

"Gin!"

"What, do you want to die?"

At this time, BOSS, who was far away on the other side of the ocean, looked at the scene on the screen with a headache. He wanted to speak out to stop some of his subordinates, but his voice was silently ignored by them! !

In the end, it was Mescal who reminded me coldly: "Gin, there are no bullets in your gun, right?"

Gin: "..."