Today is also bald for Ke Xue at the winery

Within three hours, Gin and his team demolished four strongholds of the Illyrians with great efficiency, but they didn't even find the girl who was robbed today.

When he came out of the fourth stronghold, the man's eyes were covered with a layer of blood, and his body was filled with a crazy aura, almost no one dared to approach.

Toru Amuro put the pistol back into the holster, stood still three steps away from the humanoid beast, and reminded softly: "Ten o'clock is almost here."

Gin lowered his head, and licked the blood on his fingertips just now.

"One team follows me to the backstage of the auction house, and the other team lurks outside. As for you, there is still you," he pointed his gun at Toru Amuro and Zhu Xingdai, "You two, go to the front as guests and wait for an opportunity to solve the hidden trouble .”

Even knowing that they were the targets thrown at the front desk and could die at any time, Morohoshi and Toru Amuro couldn't refuse.

The two of them looked at each other, changed into clean and tidy clothes, entered the auction at a different time, and pretended to be buyers who didn't know each other.

The auction house was well hidden. After passing through a long dark tunnel, the two were brought to the auction house.

The lights in the venue are blurred, and the curling green smoke entangles the guests, confusing their reason and teasing their desires.

Smelling the choking smell, Toru Amuro heightened his vigilance: the spices here contain □□.

He sat down with no expression on his face, and amid the deafening cheers, the auction kicked off.

The blond-haired youth always maintained the same reaction as everyone else, sometimes marveling at the "commodities" constantly pouring out of the stage, and sometimes showing greed.

In fact, Toru Amuro almost vomited.

The "commodities" on the stage are all girls in the Mood for Love.

They are delicate and beautiful, with tender skin, but their expressions are very numb, and there is no trace of vitality under the light.

Zhu Xingda frowned secretly, keeping his hands on the place where he hid his gun.

Gin is extremely efficient tonight, and it is estimated that it will be here soon.

Finally, the gunshots from the background reached the auction hall.

The girl on the stage stood numbly, and the guests panicked and ran out.

The auction house had to send people to try to maintain order.

Zhu Xingda and Amuro Toru mixed in the crowd, taking the opportunity to observe how many hidden stakes there were in the auction hall.

Armed thugs with black masks seemed to descend from the sky and occupied the auction hall within 1 minute.

There are no resistance personnel behind them.

There was another burst of random shooting, and the security guards of the auction house who were maintaining order were unable to resist and fell to the ground one after another.

Taking advantage of the confusion, Amuro Toru lurked from the right side and snapped the neck of the hidden stump.

This kind of scum, death is not a pity.

On the left, Zhu Xingda also quietly executed the hidden pile.

Amid groans everywhere, Gin dragged the dead dog-like man into the auction hall.

The man in the suit and leather shoes couldn't look good anymore, his limbs were twisted into strange shapes, and there was a long trail of blood behind him.

Gin threw people off the auction block, "Say, who has the watch?"

The man narrowed his swollen eyes, and after a while he weakly raised his hand, pointed to a corpse and said, "It's over there."

Immediately, armed thugs strode forward, took off the watch from the corpse's wrist, and held it up to Gin's eyes.

Gin recognized at a glance that this was the piece of Vacheron Constantin given to Miya Asama.

It's just that the positioning system is broken.

His face grew gloomier.

The watch is found, but the person disappears.

The last sliver of sanity of the beast was stretched by reality.

The silver-haired man spat out a bloody command between his teeth: "Not one left."

Gunshots rang out, and the dark hall was soaked in dark red.

Gin put away his watch, stared at his bloody eyes, and ordered his men to sweep up the red-light districts of the city.

No sleep for one night.

It was not until daylight that the Crow Legion, who had found nothing, withdrew from France reluctantly.

Only gin remained, to clean up the mess from last night.

Looking at the man with a bad face, both Zhuhoshida and Amuro Toru had already prepared for the worst in their hearts.

"Jingle Bell--"

The base suddenly rang an electric bell.

Gin stopped staring at Zhu Xingda and Amuro Toru, and connected the phone face to face, "I'm Gin."

"Gin, Dr. Asama has confirmed that he is safe, and is currently receiving treatment in the hospital. The embassy of the island country has sent people to arrive. Please finish the operation last night in time, and pay attention to concealment."

Following the report of the incoming call, the blood mist in the man's eyes gradually faded away, but his expression became more terrifying.

"What kind of injury did the little ghost suffer? Who sent her to the hospital?"

"On the way to the auction house, the robber was attacked by Dr. Asama with a disabling agent. After the car accident, Lu Chuanguang caught up in time, and the two were sent to the hospital by ambulance together."

"Very good." Qin Jiu gritted his teeth and asked with a smile, "Where are the trash around the kid?"

From the time when Miya Asama was kidnapped to the time she escaped and was admitted to the hospital, her security team never showed up.

Can those idiots be more wasteful?

The other side replied sternly: "The rotation team of the security team was attacked by football hooligans yesterday and is being rescued in another hospital; the second team ran into a murder case and was taken away by the police as suspects for investigation; when the third team started, they encountered gangs head-on Melee, all dead."

It happened that all the security team had an accident, the assistant trio happened to be absent, and the kid happened to return to the apartment early.

There are too many coincidences.

"I don't believe in coincidences, keep checking!" The suspicious man sneered and hung up the phone.

Hospital intensive care unit.

Yami Asama hugged the quilt tightly and curled up at the head of the bed, almost going out of her mind from the gloomy gin.

Anyone who opened their eyes on the bed would be shocked to see the Killing God standing at the head of the bed, staring at him with bloodshot eyes, okay?

Not to mention that the man looked as if he would draw a gun at the slightest disagreement.

Asama Yane repeatedly cheered herself up in her heart, and finally summoned up the courage to speak:

"You can't blame me for no reason just because you finally found out about my whereabouts."

She protested softly, "Lu Chuan notified you last night!"

"Oh?" Qin Jiu's voice was moody.

"As soon as Luchuan came out of the operating room, he contacted the French branch, and he also contacted Pisk for insurance. They must have notified you!"

Asama Yane said more and more confidently.

"You absolutely went crazy last night, that's why you didn't receive the call!"

"It's obviously your fault! You can't threaten me with your mistakes just because you didn't answer the phone!"

"I, no, can?" Gin Jiu's voice became softer.

Asama Yane couldn't help shivering, and hugged the quilt in her arms even tighter.

Gin Jiu grinned and asked, "Why did you go out alone?"

"Of course I have to go home after class." Asama Yane reluctantly replied, "Besides, this is Paris, one of the few international cities in the world, so I thought there would be no danger other than losing your wallet in public places during the day. And isn't there a security team in charge of my safety?"

Gin snickered: "Remember to eat but not fight. You forget the lesson five years ago so quickly. It seems that you have forgotten how I fished you out of the Polish gang back then."

Miya Asama was hijacked by local gangs in Boston five years ago, and even the police ignored her, which is also an international city.

Asama Yami wrinkled her nose, shrunk into the quilt, only showing a pair of eyes, and said in a low voice: "Of course I have learned the lesson from the past, otherwise I would not have succeeded in saving myself with the incapacitating agent. But who would have guessed that Europe How can the capital of an old powerful country be so deceitful? The crazy Illyrians actually collude with star hotels, not to mention robbing people in broad daylight, and they are so deceitful that even witnesses are not spared!"

She complained in a very low voice, "My life in Paris has not changed, it is exactly the same as when I was in the island country. But I have never been so unlucky in Tokyo! Maybe it is..." The result of gin.

The last few words were held in her mouth, and she didn't have the courage to say them.

Qin Jiu snorted, Quan Zuo didn't hear it, let go of the question, and looked at her plain wrist, "What's the matter with the watch?"

Asama immediately complained aggrievedly, "The watch you gave me was snatched by those poor and crazy Illyrians. I heard it when I pretended to be unconscious, and they wanted to take the things you gave me to give away!" "

The watch that was seized last night was stained with blood, and it happened to be lying in Gin's pocket, but he didn't take it out, but said coldly: "There is no need to worry about things stained by garbage, send all the unnecessary garbage to the sky. Just fine."

Asama Yami opened her eyes wide: "Vacheron Constantin is very expensive!" And as she spoke, her voice became softer, "That's the first birthday present you gave me. Even if it's garbage, it must be put in my trash ..."

Gin: "..."

The man said with a cold face, "Got it, I'll make another piece for you."

Gin still had a bad look on his face, but Yami keenly noticed that his mood had begun to improve, so he boldly made a request: "I want a new gift, not a locator, that thing is useless."

Gin glanced at her: "The new gift will be delivered in a week." But he didn't agree not to install the locator.

Miya Asama smacked her lips and said dissatisfied, "Okay."

After dispelling the kid's wish, Gin began to ask: "Pack up your things immediately, and I will watch you return to the island country."

Miya Asama curled up under the quilt, even her eyes disappeared into the small hole, the quilt was rolled into a big ball, leaving only her long black hair scattered on the pillow.

This is what it means to refuse to talk at all.

Gin narrowed his eyes: "Paris is no longer safe, you must leave here as soon as possible. There is no room for negotiation, this is a notice."

Asama Yane suddenly lifted the quilt and approached Gin, "I won't go back, this is a notice, there is no room for negotiation."

"Crack".

The safety is off and the bullet is loaded.

The muzzle of the gun was dangerously pressed against Asama's forehead.

"You want to defect?" Qin Jiu said coldly.

"... What kind of dream is this big fool." Asama was speechless, and she didn't pay attention to Gin's Bo/Le/Ta warning at all, "My math teacher at the Ecole Normale Supérieure de Paris is Professor Gero."

"The illiterate probably don't know Professor Gero's status in the mathematics world. Forget it, let's just say that if there is a chance to learn from Einstein, physicists will climb to the front of Einstein's house even if they crawl across the line of fire. Not to mention that I have successfully apprenticed."

"Get me out of Paris? No way!"

Mori's green eyes were bloodshot again, Asama Yami looked back without fear.

Everything else can be backed down, except this one.

Without making up for the shortcomings in mathematics, she will not be able to complete the virtual reality plan in her life.

In that case, what is the difference between her and being dead?

It's better to die early and reincarnate, choose a good position in the next life, and continue to fight for the virtual reality!

After 10 minutes of dead silence, Gin backed down.

He put away his gun and warned: "I will ask the boss for instructions on this matter, don't try to play your tricks. If the husband doesn't approve, I will directly fly you back."

Yasuke Asama held her chest and held her head high, "Boss will never interfere with my decisions in the field of scientific research. Just wait and see if you don't believe me."