Gin and Red Fang are brothers

The heavy rain hit the ground and body, and the coolness penetrated into the skin and penetrated into the bones.Qing Chuanchen only felt that the blood in his whole body was congealed.

--what to do?what to do?

This is a dead end, and the only opening is the one in front of him. Even if Qing Chuanchen wants to run, it is almost impossible in this situation.

Anyone who tries to run will be shot in the head...!Don't even give yourself time to explain!

Speaking of headshots, this was the suggestion made by myself and Xiaoqin at the beginning... because the other party did not kill the wild wolf with a single shot when they were living in the wild.

So after the opponent shoots, he really chooses to headshot with a shot to ensure that the blow is fatal...

"..." The silver-haired killer walked slowly step by step with his gun raised, his expression condensed.Qing Chuanchen pursed the corners of his mouth, and the sound of his beating heart rose higher and higher according to the opponent's pace.

Bourbon followed the movement of the silver-haired killer and turned his head to look over.Yaoyao looked at Qing Chuanchen, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, but his expression remained the same smiling mask.

The silver-haired killer held the gun in his hand, and glanced indifferently at Qing Chuanchen's cell phone.

"...not turned on." The voice was as calm as possible, without showing any fear.

Qing Chuanchen turned the black screen to the silver-haired killer, indicating that the other party had neither recorded video nor called the police.

——Although he himself is wearing a police uniform.

The other party showed his canine teeth slightly, but did not reply.In the next second, the cold muzzle of the gun touched Qing Chuan's forehead without hesitation!

Qing Chuanchen's body froze, his slightly cool skin seemed to be able to feel the heat of the gun barrel just after shooting.The silver-haired killer didn't talk nonsense at all, and directly said in a cold voice: "...something."

"?" Qing Chuanchen was slightly startled.

thing?Is that... the U disk?

But the other party probably didn't recognize him now... Indeed, after so many years, the picture of himself in the other party's mind must be blurred.What's more, I was wearing black color contact lenses, which covered the most obvious turquoise green.

I can't recognize myself for a while... Is it good news?Because I have no idea what the person in front of me is thinking.

Mingming and You Xunran look almost exactly the same, but they are two completely different people.What it brings to him is also a clear emotion.

In this situation, if you want to survive, you must show your identity as an organization——Qing Chuanchen's mind was full of thoughts, with a smile on his face as usual, he looked over the gin and looked at the man with pale blond hair: " Is this your job, Bourbon?"

Bo himself was stunned for a moment, then he continued to speak naturally, and replied in coordination with Qingchuan: "Oh...it's you, should I say it's a coincidence?" with a rising smile.

Holding an umbrella, he took two steps forward and walked to the side of the silver-haired killer: "—put down the gun, Gin. They are all members of the organization."

"..." The dark green squinted together suppressed all emotions, and the silver-haired killer slowly moved his murderous muzzle away, "Oh?"

"My current long-term mission, you can tell by looking at this suit." Qing Chuanchen raised his head, and the rain dripped down his black hair, "...the rest is confidential."

"..."

Bourbon smiled and changed the subject: "I didn't expect you to be here, so did you see this guy's movements?" He pointed to the fallen body on the side of the road.

"Oh," Qing Chuanchen controlled his voice and kept it straight, thinking about the next words in his mind, "Compared to this, have you ensured that the surveillance video around you has been deleted?"

"Don't worry, there won't be any records during this period." Bourbon replied with a smile, his purple-gray eyes met Qing Chuanchen's.

……very good.Qing Chuanchen had an epiphany immediately.Then his interaction with the man in the suit just now will not be recorded, and he can change the content by himself.

Feeling more at ease, Qing Chuanchen began to answer in a calm tone: "Actually, I just wanted to fish... He thought I was a real policeman, grabbed my clothes, and begged me to save him. What a poor guy .”

He spoke slowly, and tried to find time to think: "At first, I didn't know his situation very well, and this guy seemed very scared, and he couldn't speak well. I pretended to take out my mobile phone to test, but he actually called me Fly."

Qing Chuanchen shrugged: "After that, it's your arrival—I hid silently and hid aside without seeing the person clearly, but it was a normal reaction."

Intuition told Qing Chuanchen that the contents of the USB flash drive were very important, so he did not disclose its existence.

...I hope I can hide it.

"..."

The air fell into silence again, only the sound of heavy rain rushing down.At this moment, Qing Chuanchen is somewhat grateful for the non-stop rain—because the rain can perfectly cover the few drops of sweat that seep from the forehead and palms because of lies and guilty conscience.

"Is there nothing else?" A deep voice came from the throat, the brim of the silver-haired killer's hat was pressed down, and cold rainwater dripped down the edge.

"...No more." Qing Chuanchen's tone was firm, he raised his eyes, "So... what are you looking for?" The end of the sentence was tinged with curiosity.

At this time, Bourbon was the first to reply. He frowned, and his tone was cheerful but implicitly rejected: "This... is not what you should know."

It seems to be tit for tat, but in fact it helps Qing Chuanchen to transition away from the topic just now.Qing Chuanchen naturally understood, so he followed Bourbon tacitly: "Ha, to be honest, I'm not interested in your mission either."

Randomly moving the drenched bangs on his forehead to the sides, Qing Chuanchen said: "Your traces won't be exposed, right? At least don't involve me, so as not to affect the long-term mission organized by me." Emphasizing organization can be regarded as a hidden threat.

"Of course not." Bourbon raised the corners of his lips, "All follow-ups must be dealt with naturally."

"That's good."

"..." The silver-haired killer stood on one side with his hands down, his cold eyes swept over the two people who were talking and interacting.

"Since the guy didn't have it on him, maybe he hid something on the road just now." Bourbon rested his index finger on his chin, "You can search again from the corner of the road just now."

The man with pale blond hair turned to Gin who had been silent all this time: "How is it? What do you think?"

"... Humph." Qin Jiu made a sound from his nasal cavity, he squinted his eyes, and stared at Qing Chuanchen with a cold gaze.

"Turn through your pockets."

"Now."

"!" Qing Chuanchen's pupils contracted imperceptibly, then raised his eyes and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean—are you doubting me?"

"..." The silver-haired killer's gun made a "click" reloading sound, and he didn't reply, his actions showed his attitude.

Bourbon's eyes were slightly startled, and he continued to smile and stood beside him with a mask to persuade him: "My own people, don't quarrel..."

"Bourbon." Gin interrupted directly, "Shut up." His voice was low.

"..." Under such circumstances, Bourbon couldn't say anything more, he could only curl his lips helplessly and stand on one side.

"...Well, since you don't believe it, let me show you." Qing Chuanchen shrugged, "Although this is just a waste of time."

He naturally took out the wet note, handkerchief, etc. from his pocket, and emptied his pocket under the cold gaze of the silver-haired killer.

"I don't have what you want." Qing Chuanchen nodded slightly, and turned back to the silver-haired killer in front of him.

——Fortunately, I just put the USB flash drive in the hidden inner pocket!As long as the other party doesn't further ask him to take off his police uniform... he shouldn't be able to find out.

Qing Chuanchen's heart was filled with tension, and on the surface he still looked calm: "It's almost done, right? I don't want to get drenched in such a heavy rain."

At this moment, among the three present, Bourbon was holding an ordinary dark blue umbrella in his hand.The gin was wearing a top hat, which could more or less protect it from the rain—from this point of view, only Qing Chuanchen was completely exposed to the heavy rain and poured it all over from beginning to end.

"Find that thing as soon as possible," Bourbon also stood aside and reminded, "Electronic devices... soaked in the rain for a long time, may also damage the data." It was an indistinct urging.

"... Tsk." The silver-haired killer put Beretta back into the windbreaker, curling up his aura, and seemed to be in a bad mood.

Qin Jiu raised his foot, as if he was going to leave, and when he brushed past Qing Chuanchen, he glanced at him again——then his footsteps stopped suddenly.

Qing Chuanchen's heart skipped a beat.

--what happened again!There is no end! (Pain Mask.jpg)

Qing Chuanchen felt that if he continued to shower like this, he might really get sick tomorrow.

So he spoke first: "Since there is nothing wrong, I should go back..." Turning around while speaking, intending to go around the silver-haired killer.

"..." Qin Jiu's big hand grabbed his arm and threw Qing Chuanchen back!

"!?" He staggered a few steps, his back fell heavily back to the wall, and Qing Chuanchen almost fell down on the slippery ground.

"Gin?" The man with pale blond hair looked back, mixed with a bit of astonishment.

Gin nodded, and said in a commanding and cold tone: "...You can find things, Bourbon."

This can be regarded as a sign that letting the other party leave while oneself stays.

"..."

When Bourbon heard this, he didn't ask any more questions, and responded with a smile: "Oh, yes." But when he looked away, he glanced at the two standing there inadvertently.

The blond man held an umbrella and walked away step by step through the spray.Except for the sound of ticking rain and distant footsteps, there was no other sound at the scene.

Qing Chuanchen pursed his lips, his eyes were like torches, and asked, "What's the matter, what's the problem?"

The silver-haired killer looked at him contemptuously: "...you wear colored contact lenses." It was an affirmative sentence.

"!" Has it been seen! ?Was it too close when they rubbed shoulders just now? !

Qing Chuanchen's expression was still calm: "That's right." He admitted generously.

"……why."

"...Hey, are you so lenient?" Qing Chuanchen laughed, "The organization will not interfere in personal private life."

— not to mention you.

This is not stated explicitly, but implied in the words.

"..."

The scene fell silent again.

The longer the time drags on, the worse it will be for you.Qing Chuanchen thought this way in his heart, and he no longer planned to waste time with the other party.

He took another step, this time he was a little further away from the gin that was standing there - and the other was putting his hand into his coat.

Qing Chuanchen subconsciously tensed up, suspecting that the other party was holding Beretta again, so he also paid more attention to the other party's pocketed hand.

Out of the corner of my eye, the opponent's dominant hand is slowly pulling away——

Qing Chuanchen suddenly turned around and faced the opponent vigilantly, but to his surprise, what he pulled out was not a black Beretta, but a bright light that suddenly swayed!

"!!" Qing Chuanchen, who was completely caught off guard, looked directly at the strong light, his fragile eyes were very sensitive to light, and once again fell into the darkness where he couldn't see anything clearly.

--how come……! !This again! !

The body backed up, unable to figure out the direction, and didn't stop until it touched the cold wall.

When vision is deprived, hearing becomes extraordinarily acute.Qing Chuanchen lowered his head and leaned against the wall on one side, and heard a sneer from Gin in the background of the non-stop rain.

The author has something to say: Gin: pretend, keep pretending. :-D

The next update is nine o'clock~

Tomorrow is the third day of the comeback... I really don't have a single drop left woo woo woo _(:з)∠)_

感谢在2021-05-0810:19:05~2021-05-0910:39:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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