Chapter 696

Kir 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.

Kir rubbed her leg and spoke somewhat 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, narrowing her eyes.

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

"Since Kir has returned to the team, can we go now?" 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 carry out a stupid plan."

"Leave this to me!" Tequila volunteered.

Being able to finish off an FBI agent, plus the target being successfully rescued, his mission evaluation this time definitely won't be low!

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

Kir's mouth curled slightly, revealing a cold smile.

"These days, I have suffered quite a few grievances."

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

Bang.

One shot hit the driver right in the forehead.

A wisp of blood flowed down immediately.

Everyone's eyelids twitched.

This Kir really doesn't show mercy when taking action.

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

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

Bang.

Boom!

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

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

Only Gin didn't move a single bit, his eyes revealing 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 Kir, her eyes flickering.

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

Could it be someone's handiwork again?

"Unexpectedly, this guy Kir..."

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

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

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

The driver poked 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! You attracted a bunch of irrelevant people. Kir, you sit behind Vermouth, we'll evacuate immediately."

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

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

Kir's eyes narrowed slightly.

NOC, Non-Official Cover spy.

She really did guess my identity.

However, I had already seen through yours long ago.

She held up a finger toward Vermouth.

You are also his woman, right?

Vermouth snorted coldly and turned her head away.

However, in her heart, she felt some joy.

Finally, there is a sister in the Organization who can be trusted with life and death.

She is no longer alone!

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

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

Jodie, the person in charge of the FBI's Tokyo branch, has also been stabilized.

As for the CIA, Kir can also obtain some intelligence.

The Metropolitan Police Department has Kudo Miwako.

My influence seems to have really become quite large.