Chapter 605: Vermouth's Trump Card

In the FBI office, Jodie looked at her phone, her face as heavy as water.

"I just received intelligence that the Black Organization has mobilized a large number of people, preparing to take Vermouth back."

"Akai, contact headquarters immediately, report the situation, and request support."

Akai Shuichi furrowed his brows slightly, "There are too many Black Organization members in Tokyo; we should transport Vermouth abroad by private plane as soon as possible!"

Jodie hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"Alright, I'll contact the plane and the reception on the other side immediately; I'll leave the escort of Vermouth to you."

On a certain street, there were few pedestrians, and a taxi was parked on the side of the road.

In a nearby alley, Calvados knocked the taxi driver unconscious and turned to give Gin, who was standing on the side of the road, an "OK" gesture.

Calvados had just arrived in Tokyo this morning; he had heard Vermouth was arrested and flew over overnight.

Gin pressed his hat and withdrew his gaze.

He was holding his phone, and Rum's deep voice came from the other end.

"Time is money; it's been delayed long enough, and that gentleman is very dissatisfied. The FBI can't hold up under the pressure much longer; Vermouth will be secretly transported out of the country at nine o'clock tonight, and the route is..."

Hanging up the phone, Gin sneered coldly.

It seems there is a mole in the FBI who is in direct contact with Rum.

Gin opened the map, smiled coldly, and his finger slid along a certain street on the map.

"About two kilometers ahead on this street is the commercial district; the environment inside is complex, which is our best choice to take Vermouth back."

"Chianti, your driving skills are good; you drive now, we'll go to the commercial street and wait there, waiting for the rabbit!"

"Alright."

Chianti nodded and sat in the driver's seat.

Korn sat in the co-pilot's seat, while Calvados, Gin, and Vodka sat in the back seat.

After everyone was in the car, Chianti started the engine.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, Vodka asked with a puzzled expression: "Gin-aniki, how did that woman Vermouth fall into the hands of the FBI?"

"Need you ask? It must be Akaso Kaze's doing."

Gin's voice was icy, his eyes fixed on the road ahead.

"Next, we'll find a way to rescue Vermouth first, and then we'll find a way to deal with that Onmyoji." ===== CHAPTER 607 =====