Chapter 694

One, two, three...

Dozens of bombs, another not-so-small harvest.

Looking at the Soul Space, oh my god, it's practically a small arsenal; the bombs are piled up like a small mountain.

Seeing the bombs in front of her disappear into thin air, Jodie breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there is a powerful Onmyoji here, otherwise the FBI would be in a total mess right now.

An FBI agent was patrolling inside a ward.

On the TV, a scene with the ward as the background suddenly appeared, and in the center of the screen was a woman wearing a hospital gown.

He was very familiar with this woman; he had to check her almost every day during this period.

It was Kir!

"Wh, what's going on? Isn't Kir still lying in the secret ward?" the FBI agent was shocked inside.

The Kir on the screen spoke.

"I am truly very sorry to have worried everyone. My injuries have now healed, and I will be able to return to work soon. Please continue to guide me in the future!"

Hearing her say this, the FBI agent could no longer remain calm, immediately rushed out of the ward, and ran toward Kir's ward.

Along the way, he encountered more and more FBI colleagues.

Finally, a group of FBI agents all gathered outside that ward door.

The ward door opened, and several investigators walked out, looking at the crowd with some confusion: "What happened?"

The FBI agents leaned in to look inside.

Inside the ward, Kir was lying quietly on the hospital bed, her eyes closed, with no abnormalities.

The FBI agent who rushed over was instantly stunned: "Why is she still in the room? What's going on on the TV?"

"That footage is fake," Jodie's faint voice came from behind.

"It seems we will have to execute that plan after all."

In the building opposite, Gin aimed an infrared camera at the hospital room.

A large pile of red figures was concentrated at the door of a certain room.

Gin looked at the screen, a mocking smile hanging on the corner of his mouth: "Just like flies constantly gathering near garbage!"

"And they're gathering more and more!" Vodka echoed.

"Building 4, Ward 305, is this Kir's room?"

"Hmph! Since we already know where Kir is being held, then leave the rest to us, Brother!" Vodka looked full of confidence.

Gin sneered and shook his head: "I never cared about the room where Kir is being held from the very beginning."

"Eh?" Vodka was a bit confused.

Gin said faintly: "The point is to make them realize that we already know Kir's location. This is like driving a terrifying nail into their brains."

"Now, let's see how those panicked flies fly."

He looked forward with deep eyes, as if he could see the FBI agents who were already at a loss.

"Damn it! So everything they did before was to determine the location of the ward!" Camel's face was full of anger and annoyance.

Jodie also had a grave demeanor: "Now we can only execute the final plan decided this morning."

"According to the morning arrangement, three cars will leave the hospital at the same time, heading in different directions. The decoy vehicles should try to lead their people as far away as possible."

"Leave the transport of Kir to me!" Camel showed a confident smile.

Jodie looked at Camel with calm eyes: "The fear of death is often more terrifying than death itself. Camel, you are not the right candidate!"

Camel widened his eyes and said angrily:

"When I became an FBI agent, I had already put life and death aside. Anyway, if I die, there won't be any family members to grieve for me. Who else is more suitable than me?"

Jodie's mouth curled slightly, revealing a strange smile.

"Of course there is. The one who is least afraid of death is, of course, someone who is already dead..."

Ten minutes later, three vans in the hospital parking lot started at the same time and drove toward the outside of the parking lot.

A moment later, they drove out of the parking lot gate.

And on the building opposite the gate, a sniper rifle had long been aimed here.

"Gin, there are three cars in total. Our target should be in there, right?" The report from Chianti came to Gin's ear.

"Hmm." Gin responded faintly, then said: "Then, Korn, you go chase the first car."

"Irish, you go watch the second car."

"Vodka, you go follow the third car. Vermouth and I will continue to stay here to monitor the movements on the hospital side, in case all three cars are decoys."

Gin looked at Vodka, who had been standing by for a long time.

"Yes! Brother!"

Vodka made an OK gesture, then twisted the throttle, the motorcycle accelerated instantly, and sped away!

Soon, Jodie's car also drove out of the parking lot.

She was driving a small car, and she was the only one in the car, but Gin still didn't let her go.

"Vermouth, Jodie is left to you."

On the last motorcycle, Vermouth shook her blonde hair, put on her helmet, and roared away.

A dozen minutes later, looking at the three infrared photos of the vans sent back, Gin sneered.

"Cunning FBI, you are just trying to cover up."

"The first and second cars both have seven or eight people in the cabin, and Jodie is following far behind the second car, while only two people are sitting in the third car that Vodka is following."

"Are you trying to make me mistakenly think that Kir is in the second car?"

"Because Kir lost consciousness, she needs to lie on a stretcher. The FBI must think I will deduce this, so they set up a decoy, letting Kir sit in the passenger seat of the third car like this, disguised as an FBI agent."

"Unfortunately, you can't fool me at all!"

Gin said, starting his car: "Everyone, gather at Vodka's location! Kir is in that car."

"Understood!" Everyone responded one after another.

Thanks to 'Catching Jellyfish Patrick Star 9527' for the monthly ticket.