Conan: I am definitely not a kid

When Gin received this news, he had just scratched a long and narrow knife mark on Akai Shuichi's face.

He gritted his teeth, or maybe it was simply the force in his tone caused by the exertion in the fight, and he sounded like he was gritting his teeth and said: "Where is she!"

Cohen gave Gin a direction with precious words.

Akai Shuichi wiped a handful of blood and said with a smile: "It seems that there was an accident on your side."

"Ha." Gin sneered, "Worry about yourself first!"

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Mori Yura's situation is indeed not optimistic.

Even though she was holding on to a human shield to withstand some of the impact of the explosion, she was too close to the explosion location and was inevitably affected by the grenade. In a daze, she was carried aside by the FBI to stay away from the wounded, and was slapped on the ground as if to vent her anger. Cuff your hands.

Moriyura still had some ringing in his ears, and said dazedly: "Won't you give me a shot?"

The FBI hit her in the face hard with the butt of the gun: "Be honest!"

After being hit for a while, Mori Yura felt that his mind finally cleared up a little, and then he came back to think about his situation.

There were omnidirectional cameras in the escort car where Mori Yuro was initially located, but at most they could only track her actions during the period when she left the trunk and confronted the FBI. After that, Mori Yuro left the surveillance range.

In order to deceive the FBI, Mori Yuro had taken off the headphones she had touched from the driver. Even if she wanted to contact Gin now, there was no way.

Unless Gin can still maintain a high degree of control over the entire scene despite Akai Shuichi's entanglement, she may be taken away by the FBI.

That’s not impossible. Moriyura secretly calculated that anyway, she had contacted Holland a long time ago. Once she was arrested by the FBI, she would immediately contact her contacts and send her to Japan. Because of the childhood relationship between Morofuku Kagemitsu and Furitani Rei, Moriyura They were very sure that the information taken away by Zhu Fu Jingguang would eventually fall into the hands of the police, and if they wanted Mori Yura's status as a researcher to be effective, they would definitely need to put her and the research information together.

Mori Yura's home base has always been in Japan, and she would not want to follow the FBI to the United States, where she has no foundation whatsoever.

The problem now is that she was not clear-headed just now and accidentally offended the FBI a little bit.

Mori Yura tried to be cautious, but showed that he was completely confident and asked: "You should have received an order and you can't kill me, right?"

The FBI team leader's face was ashen - Mori Yura was right, there was a clear order from above not to kill this codename member who had mastered the organization's research secrets.

He looked at his teammate who was injured by Mori Yuro's attack, and could only hate his previous gullibility: "Take her away!"

The next second, sudden strafing enveloped the area.

"Bang bang bang-!"

"Lie down!"

The submachine gun fired without distinguishing between friend and foe. The FBI and Moriyuro who were controlling Moriyuro were shot directly in the front. They didn't even have time to grunt and fell on their backs.

The FBI was injured, and those who were looking for cover were looking for cover. The formation was suddenly broken up, and a black figure with long silver hair rushed over with smoke, and flashed past amidst the "bang bang" gunfire.

One FBI yelled, "The researcher is missing!"

After a pause in the shooting, the FBI team leader immediately wanted to get up and give chase.

"Retreat." At this time, Akai Shuichi's voice sounded in the earphones, "The organization's backup has arrived."

-

Mori Yuro was not wearing a body armor and was hit by Gin from the front. Blood was oozing out from the two gun muzzles on his body.

Gin tore off the clothes on Mori Yuro's abdomen and stopped her bleeding with skillful movements.

Moriyura looked at Gin with a weak expression, and suddenly reached out and tried to touch Gin's shoulder: "...you are injured."

Ginjiu ignored her, and with a strong movement of his hand, he used a bandage to tie up Mori Yubasu, causing him to gasp.

Mori Yuluo, physically disabled but strong in spirit, refused to shut up and continued to talk: "Whose people are here to help?"

Gin: "This is not something you should pay attention to."

Moriyura's tone was determined: "I know it's Rum even if you don't tell me, right?"

Gin was so seriously injured by Mori Yuro that he still had nothing to say about Rum's attitude of continuing to output. After simply bandaging Mori Yuro, he picked him up from the ground and sat on the car door behind him. .

Moriyura seemed to be unaware of the pain, holding on to the car door and slowly getting up. Her eyes were distracted, not focusing on the retreating FBI in front of her or the organization trying to pursue them. She kept looking into the distance without any purpose.

Finally, when Gin gave two orders through the headset and was about to turn around and leave, and when he joined the team chasing the FBI, Mori Yuro grabbed Gin's coat.

"I just said rum is unreliable." Moriyuro couldn't stand upright at this time, and most of his weight was on Gin. He pointed at the car approaching in the distance, "That one doesn't look like it. Organization support.”

Gin turned his head suddenly and saw the Japanese police officers speeding towards him.

"This timing is perfect. They have either been watching from the outside, or they have joined forces with the FBI." Yuro Mori's voice was weak and mocking, "But no matter what, Rum must have an undercover Japanese police officer."

Otherwise, where is the organizational support that should have appeared? The Japanese police must have very accurate information to intercept the support team that the FBI did not find.

Gin's expression was very scary: "Rum..."

At this time, other members of the action team except Gin also discovered this problem.

Chianti asked impatiently: "What should we do now? Should we continue chasing?"

Cohen: "No, we have to retreat."

Chianti: "But it's too late to retreat!"

Gin made a quick decision: "Now form the team and retreat immediately."

"The next people whose names are called will each drive a car and stay to cooperate with me."

There was silence in the communication, but everyone knew that those who stayed would most likely be killed or arrested in the subsequent confrontation with the police. Even if the latter survived temporarily, they would face annihilation by the organization.

But no one protested, because Gin stayed too.

Besides, they didn't want to defeat the group of policemen, they just needed to escape in time. If Gin was in charge, they might be able to do it.

The members of the organization quickly weighed the pros and cons and acted silently. Gin had no time to hand over Mori Yura to others at this moment. He could only let her sit in his co-pilot and let her hold the armrests and seat belts by herself.

...Fortunately, when Gin came to the mission today, he was in an escort vehicle instead of driving his own Porsche.

Sitting in the passenger seat of Gin, Mori Yura watched him step on the accelerator and hit the Japanese police convoy while firing. He firmly grasped the armrest and silently raised his lips.

So exciting.