Chapter 281

"Jodie, the tracking behind has all disappeared; they must have discovered Rena Mizunashi!"

Camel's anxious voice rang in the earpiece.

"What?" Jodie said loudly: "Everyone turn around immediately and support the third vehicle."

Her voice was very anxious, but her expression was completely different.

The corners of her mouth curled up, revealing a smile.

Everything was going according to Akaso-san's plan.

The Black Organization was truly cooperating too well.

Gin stared intently at the third van not far away.

The van suddenly accelerated, weaving through the traffic.

Gin's expression flickered slightly, and he stepped on the accelerator as well.

Behind his car, several people on motorcycles also began to accelerate.

Gin looked at the car in front that was getting faster and faster, and frowned slightly.

Just as he was about to pull out his gun to shoot the tires, the van suddenly showed signs of abnormality.

First, it swayed left and right like a drunkard who had drunk too much, and then its speed dropped sharply.

Gin and the others following closely behind all had their expressions change slightly, and they immediately maneuvered their vehicles to evade.

However, to their surprise, the van crashed hard into the bridge railing in a near-out-of-control manner and finally stopped.

Gin and the others stopped their cars one after another and approached the van with vigilance.

Just when they were less than five meters away from the van, the passenger door suddenly opened.

Several people instantly raised their pistols.

They saw a figure wearing FBI attire and a baseball cap holding a pistol, stumbling out of the car.

She raised her head slightly and looked at Gin and his group.

The expressions of Gin and the others all changed!

"Kir?" Vodka exclaimed.

That's right, the one who got out of the passenger seat was none other than the target Gin and the others were rescuing this time: Rena Mizunashi!

Rena Mizunashi looked at Gin and the others and smiled slightly: "Long time no see, Gin."

"What's going on?" Gin frowned as he looked at her.

Rena Mizunashi rubbed her leg and spoke weakly:

"I learned from the FBI's communications that you were coming to save me, so I seized the opportunity, grabbed the driver's gun, knocked him out, and stepped on the brake."

"So, you had already regained consciousness while in the hospital?" Vermouth asked, squinting her eyes.

"Yes, I regained it two days ago, but the FBI still thought I was in a coma," Kir answered naturally.

"Since Kir has returned to the team, we should be able to leave now, right?" Vodka asked.

Gin nodded expressionlessly, then looked at the unconscious FBI agent sitting in the driver's seat.

"Yes, but before that, we still need to finish off this FBI agent who was sent to execute this stupid plan."

"Leave this to me!" Tequila volunteered.

Being able to finish off an FBI agent, plus successfully rescuing the target, his mission evaluation this time would definitely not be low!

"Hehe, how can I leave it to you?"

Rena Mizunashi's mouth curled up, revealing a cold smile.

"I've suffered quite a few grievances these past few days."

She turned back, raised her pistol, aimed at the unconscious driver, and pulled the trigger.

*Bang.

One shot hit the driver right in the forehead.

A trickle of blood immediately flowed down.

Everyone's eyelids twitched.

This Kir was truly ruthless.

"By the way, let's destroy the evidence while we're at it."

Rena Mizunashi lowered the pistol and aimed at the driver's bulging pocket.

*Bang.

*BOOM!

A loud noise rang out, and scorching flames instantly engulfed the entire van!

It scared Vodka and the others into taking a step back.

Only Gin didn't move an inch, his eyes showing an expression of appreciation.

Not bad, ruthless enough, worth cultivating.

"What's going on?" Vodka asked, puzzled.

"It should be a bomb, the kind we sent to the hospital, it was blown up by Kir."

Vermouth looked at Rena Mizunashi, her eyes flickering.

This scene was somewhat similar to when she shot Akai Shuichi Akai.

Could it be someone's handiwork again?

"I didn't expect Kir, this guy..."

Tequila was a bit shocked, not knowing what to say.

He felt like he had been surpassed by the new generation.

While they were talking, a passing car drove up from behind.

The driver stuck his head out and shouted: "Hey! Look! That car is on fire!"

"Is it a traffic accident?" Another car stopped behind.

Another driver got out of the car, took out his phone, and shouted: "Quick! Call an ambulance!"

Gin snorted coldly when he saw this scene.

"Damn it! We've attracted a bunch of irrelevant people. Kir, sit behind Vermouth, we're leaving immediately."

The group immediately started their vehicles and quickly left the scene.

Seeing Rena Mizunashi walk over, Vermouth tapped the motorcycle's dashboard lightly.

Rena Mizunashi's eyes narrowed slightly.

NOC, Non-Official Cover spy.

She had indeed guessed my identity.

However, I had also seen through yours long ago.

She held up a finger toward Vermouth.

You are also his woman, aren't you?

Vermouth snorted coldly and turned her head away.

However, in her heart, she felt a bit of joy.

Finally, there was a sister in the organization she could entrust her life to.

She was no longer alone!

Akaso Kaze looked at the two women sitting on the same motorcycle and couldn't help but smile.

Two people had already been arranged in the Black Organization, and their positions were quite good.

Jodie's position as the head of the FBI's Tokyo branch was also stabilized.

As for the CIA, Rena Mizunashi could also obtain some intelligence.

The Metropolitan Police Department had Miwako Sato.

My influence really was quite significant now.

A few dozen minutes later, beside the burning van.

Looking at the charred corpse in the driver's seat, Camel was covered in cold sweat.

If it weren't for Jodie's intervention, he would be the one charred right now.

However, who was the driver?

He turned his head to look around; all the FBI agents were present, not a single one missing.

Looking at Jodie, who was calmly giving orders not far away, Camel felt not only gratitude but also some awe.

This superior's ability was far beyond his imagination.

At night, in the bathroom of Ai Haibara's room.

The little loli was soaking in a large bathtub, humming a song while playing with the foam floating on the surface of the water, and she seemed to be in a very good mood.

The bathroom door suddenly opened, and Akaso Kaze walked in.

"Hey, you, what are you doing?"

Ai Haibara hurriedly shrank her small arms into the water, her large eyes watching Akaso Kaze vigilantly.

"Ha, you're taking a bath."

Akaso Kaze peered into the water.

It was a pity, there was too much foam to see anything.

"I received a strange request, it's about America Island."

"Is there an America Island near Tokyo? How come I've never heard of it?"

Akaso Kaze handed over his phone.

"America Island?"

Ai Haibara heard this and reached her small hand out of the water to take the phone.

The water rippled, the foam moved away, and Akaso Kaze immediately saw some content.

"That island, I've been there before."

Loli Ai didn't notice Akaso Kaze's sparkling eyes.

"It's a small island where mermaids are rumored to live, and they hold a Dugong Festival every year. There's an old lady on the island who is said to have eaten mermaid meat and become immortal."

"You've been there before? Was it for a trip?"

Akaso Kaze leaned closer to the bathtub and asked curiously.

"No, I went there for research," Loli Ai said casually: "Two other people went with me."

"Two other people?" Akaso Kaze pretended to casually push aside the foam on the water's surface.