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"15:17"

Zhuyeqing glanced at the time, fixed the blind stick on the belt, opened his arms to Bourbon, and ordered in a flat tone: "Take me to the rooftop of C10."

Bourbon: "...You are really welcome."

He just complained, then squatted down, carried the girl on his back, resisting the discomfort of being close to the deadly place, and moved very quickly.

Zhuyeqing's arms were wrapped around his neck, and her shallow breathing brought a little bit of coolness under the scorching sun. Maybe it was because she no longer held strong hostility towards him now, and what Bourbon felt was no longer a biting cold.

She was surprisingly light.

Bourbon walked towards the rooftop briskly.

If Zhan Wuscum, who is extremely poor in physical fitness, were to do it by herself, she would definitely be exhausted to death.Bourbon, who fully understands how delicate the little girl is, anticipated the result that he would need to be a coolie early on.

"Stop." She whispered in his ear.

Bourbon frowned uncomfortably, stopped obediently, and put Zhuyeqing down.

Zhuyeqing patted him on the shoulder in satisfaction, tilted his head and said with a smile: "Good Bourbon, now go and lure those people away?"

Just as Bourbon was about to say something, at least to get a little benefit, she heard her continue to say softly: "—I will not pursue the fact that you secretly copied the materials to the police."

Bourbon: "..."

……Row.

The police undercover sighed, resigned himself to making noise after she hid, and tried her best to distract some of the FBI who stayed behind, and also attracted the attention of enemy snipers by the way.

While Zhuyeqing was leaning on a blind cane, while being satisfied with the efficiency of the top-level workers, she also speeded up a little to reach the rooftop, and stopped when her hand was about to touch the rooftop door.

"15:29"

She smiled: "If I push open this door, will the quilt be shot through my heart on the spot?"

A suffocating silence spread.

After a while, a voice came from the other side of the door: "Maybe."

"15:30"

Zhuyeqing pushed the door open instead.

The wind on the roof was still relatively strong. Her dark hair and long braids swayed gently with the wind, her clothes fluttered, her hands were folded on the top of the blind stick, and she had an impeccable smile on her face.

The interim team leader of the FBI's operation glanced at her: "It's surprising. A smart and bold child."

"Thank you for the compliment." Zhuyeqing ignored the man next to him who was covered in blood and was clearly seriously injured, pointing a gun at her vigilantly, and came to the operation team leader, looking down: "What a beautiful scene, It's embarrassing, isn't it?"

The action team leader sighed, then smiled and said, "You're right."

"I didn't expect to lose so badly." The temporary team leader of this operation shook his head: "But you shouldn't come up alone."

"No. I'm safe." Zhuyeqing turned her head to "look" at him, and said softly with a smile, "After all, the ace sniper of the FBI will protect me well."

Even though he was mentally prepared, the commander's heart stopped for a moment.He closed his eyes: "Crazies."

Before he finished speaking, the man pointed the loaded gun at Zhuyeqing in an instant, his knuckles pressed hard on the trigger, and the other FBI, who had been on guard all along, also fired at the same time.

Suddenly, several gunshots rang out.

I don't know whose warm blood was sprinkled down, and then flowed against the ground.

Eyes are bright red.

"what……"

The black-haired girl who was hit at the dangerous position on the left side of her heart didn't realize it, and covered her face with her hands and laughed in a low voice. The laughter gradually amplified, and she let the blood-red rose bloom on her chest.

Red, white, black, the midpoint of the three colors intertwined, she smiled joyfully and recklessly, and only she was still standing soberly.

"Zhuyeqing!" The blond young man rushed over, and it was his shot just now that missed the bullet that the FBI aimed at the heart: "Are you okay?"

Bourbon had a worried and anxious look on his face. Because of the gunshot wound, Zhuyeqing couldn't hold back and coughed twice, but still raised the corners of his lips and said, "Bourbon, your expression is so fake..."

Bourbon: "... I think your injury is too light."

He picked up the girl without saying a word, glanced at A11 and C12 secretly, and walked downstairs quickly, and heard Zhuyeqing say softly: "Give me to Vodka."

Bourbon: "Shut up, be careful not to lose too much blood and die."

Vodka was driving a very ordinary car, and was already waiting downstairs. Seeing Zhuyeqing's situation, he was also surprised: "So serious?!"

He hurriedly assisted Bourbon to place Zhuyeqing in the car, but Bourbon tactfully did not follow, watching Vodka drive away, thoughtful.

Zhuyeqing's injury was not that serious, but she was extremely weak for no apparent reason, she looked as if she would collapse when the wind blew, her complexion was abnormally pale, and her body temperature was lower than normal, which gave people the illusion that she was dying.

Because the amount of bleeding is not as much as expected.

That wound wasn't a penetrating wound, but here's the strange thing. According to her body, that type of gun, and at that distance, the damage she caused was definitely not comparable to her current wound.

Sure enough, he was preparing for another move, a big gamble with his life as a bargaining chip.

……

But she is so delicate, she must be in pain now.

Mochizuki can't feel pain, but a normal person will be afraid of being shot near the heart by a bullet.It wasn't fear of death or pain, it was just an instinctive psychological reaction, but she could only keep smiling until the real teammate gin came to the car with the smell of smoke and blood.

Zhuyeqing suppressed her smile and said softly, "Stay away from me."

Uncharacteristically this time, Qin Jiu didn't get angry or ignore her. Instead, he glanced at her and asked calmly, "Afraid of pain?"

Zhuyeqing: "...um."

Zhuyeqing choked up: "It hurts!"

"Afraid of the pain, you still rush up?" Qin Jiu sneered, "Don't tell me you don't have any other plans, you're a fucking lunatic!"

As he said so, he handed her the medical tools: "Take care of it yourself."

Zhuyeqing knew she was in the wrong—if something happened to her, Boss was not a reasonable person, and Gin would definitely be held accountable.

So she obediently took out the bullet for herself, put on the medicine casually as a perfunctory way, and wrapped it up with a bandage hastily, then put on her clothes again, and hung her head lazily, not wanting to speak.

During this time, neither gin nor vodka looked at her.They are all the most loyal cadres of the Black Organization, and there will be no extra curiosity about the secrets they shouldn't know.

After estimating that it was almost time, Gin stretched out his hand: "Information."

Zhuyeqing was still autistic, and upon hearing this, handed him a small USB flash drive.

"Is this information obtained from the FBI?" Qin Jiu asked.

Zhuyeqing nodded.

"Oh, rats." Gin said, "I'm afraid they have copied the data countless times."

Zhuyeqing said coldly: "The task only talks about recovery."

Gin snorted coldly and put away the USB flash drive, before talking about the second thing: "Ley is fine, he shot the FBI commander before he could pull the trigger."

"En." Zhuyeqing responded flatly.

"If he is really an undercover agent of the FBI, don't tell me that you are going to trade your life for the life of an undercover mouse?" Qin Jiu said coldly.

The black-haired girl said sleepily, "He won't."

The FBI's trump card is a smart guy, but also a tough guy.

"Okay," Gin said with a dangerous look, "What do you mean by asking the members of the organization in Area C to secretly surround C12? ——Don't believe me?"

Regardless of whether it is ability or loyalty to the organization that cannot be trusted, this is a question and insult to Gin.

Zhuyeqing turned her head to look at him, her voice was as soft as a feather: "I'm afraid you will get hurt."

Gin: "Oh, stop talking nonsense, I was the one who was sniping Ley, not he was sniping me."

"I'm just afraid that he will run away!" Zhuyeqing pursed her lips aggrievedly: "I'm so hurt and you still ask! Gin, you have no heart!"

Qin Jiu sneered: "With such a small injury, even the lower-level members can still go on another mission."

Zhuyeqing also sneered: "I'm just squeamish, I'm just a scarce resource, and I'm just different from their trash, what's wrong?"

Gin: "..." Judging from the Boss' love for her and her abilities, it's really no problem.

The silver-haired man turned his eyes out of the window out of sight and out of mind, and began to try to calm down.

Mochizuki took this opportunity to replay the entire mission.

This temporary and simple bureau started when Zhuyeqing knew that the FBI had been active in Tokyo recently.

She locked the scope on the newest group of newcomers who got the code name, and was thinking about how to have a friendly communication with the undercover agents, when this task hit her.

So she chose Bourbon and Ley. Scotland was good-looking, so she picked him as a subordinate by the way, and joined them in the abandoned warehouse.

The moment she saw Ley, she knew she had guessed right—there was something wrong with this person.However, it is not so sure that it is an undercover agent of the FBI.

She was just a little skeptical, nothing serious.

As for the few words she said to Gin, he might not have cared about them at the time, but he must have figured out what she meant.

Gin said that Zhuyeqing's life was in Bourbon's hands, but she jokingly expressed her distrust of Bourbon in front of several people and Bourbon, and hinted that Gin's life would be in danger, and she would Waiting - just in action this afternoon.

She was also telling Gin that the person who would bring her danger was among Scotland and Ley. If it was Bourbon, she would not have said such words.

She is also telling the undercover agent that it can be very simple to kill her.

After all, Qin Jiu has been with her for a period of time, so he is not clear about her behavior style. If he can't even hear hints of this level, and there is no tacit understanding, this guardian should throw it away.dislike.jpg

Then Zhuyeqing thoughtfully arranged tasks for Ley in Area C, and asked him to pay attention to the traffic before 03:30, and then support the members of the organization after 03:30.

Bourbon and Scotland parted ways.

Zhuyeqing revealed to Gin the coordinates of the sniper attack, and when he left, he said that it would be resolved according to the situation.

When Gin saw the coordinates, he would know what the situation was and how to solve it.

While in the car, she sent Bourbon an email:

"Go to hell if it expires. ——Zhuyeqing"

Bourbon is a clever undercover agent.

He would think that "overdue" represented their conversation that day and meant "come and protect me".

——If you let me die, you can bury me with me, bastard :D.

So Bourbon deviated from the original plan, quietly came to Area C, and found her with his excellent intelligence ability, and stood still until her life was threatened.

【"My blind stick, won't someone pick it up? I really like that one."】

The words were addressed to Bourbon.

One, bring a cane.

Two, I know you're coming.

From the moment the FBI found out that something was wrong, the signal jammer came into play.

The sniper Ley, who secretly contacted the FBI and provided them with intelligence and cover, instantly understood that someone had set up a trap and was waiting for him.

He immediately ordered: "Mission failed, evacuate immediately!"

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!